The congratulations of the envoys came out one after another. Some of them were long-established strong men, and some were young and talented people who were destined to take over the power of their respective forces. The congratulatory gifts each of them offered were priceless, which made Chen Mo Fan couldn't help but smile and drink glass after glass of good wine.
Everyone presented birthday gifts. Chen Mofan smiled and said: "Everyone, this wine is brewed by collecting countless spiritual materials and spending decades. This fish and meat are grown in the purest places and are the most delicious. Please enjoy it. Enjoy!”
Everyone had just started to move when they saw the man in purple from the Xu Dynasty stood up again and said: "Old Emperor, there are fine wines to drink and delicacies to feast on. How can there be no shortage of things to add to the fun? However, mere singing and dancing are too much for monks like us. It’s too boring, why not compete in martial arts to add to the fun and add luster to today’s birthday banquet?”
"Okay," Chen Mofan also felt that the purple-clothed man's proposal was reasonable, and immediately agreed, "You guys can step back."
The dancers exited the hall. Chen Mofan waved his hand and marked out a medium-sized area in the center of the hall. He said, "It's enough for the juniors to join in the fun. It's just for us to see what the rising stars are capable of." .”
"That's what the old emperor said," the man in purple clothes agreed, "I think so too. There are many talented people present competing with each other at the same level. Of course, those with a lower level can also challenge those with a higher level."
Chen Mofan nodded and said: "Who will compete in this first battle? The winner will be rewarded with a thousand top-quality spiritual crystals. The reward is not much. Don't dislike it, young geniuses!"
"I don't care what other people think of Grandpa Huang's thousand top-quality spiritual crystals. Anyway, I want it very much. Let me do the first one!" Chen Zixiang, who was sitting at the end of the east side, took the initiative to step out and first said respectfully to Chen Mofan, who was at the head of the table, saluted, and then turned his attention to those who were similar to himself in age, "Third level Tianwu, I wonder who will fight with me?"
"I'll do it!" A young man in green shirt holding a wooden spirit sword jumped into the competition area in the Ningcheng Mountain Mission's seat, exuding a sharp sword energy.
"Well done!" Chen Zixiang laughed and rushed forward. The blue fire spread out and swept towards the young man in green. He saw that the latter's expression was as usual, and the spiritual sword in his hand was like an arm. The endless sword energy gathered and slashed. Turn on the flame...
Ten minutes later, Chen Zixiang used the infinite fire to exhaust the sword energy of the young man in green, and finally won the battle.
His grandson won. Although it was very difficult, Chen Mofan couldn't hide the smile on his face. He threw out a gold silk bag: "A thousand top-quality spiritual crystals, I will do what I say."
"Thank you, Grandpa Huang." Chen Zixiang happily accepted it, and when he returned to his seat, he secretly gave Chen Wenle a provocative look.
Since this is the home court of the Chenxu Dynasty, in the next few battles, the princes or princesses of the Chenxu Dynasty will take the initiative to stand up, and then people from the birthday delegation will come to fight. There will be losses and wins. Chen Mofan is very happy to win. Even if he loses, he won't be angry.
After a prince from the Chenxu Dynasty won another match, a person behind Yang Shangjie, the crown prince of the Tianyang Dynasty, stood up and walked into the competition area before the people from the Chenxu Dynasty left the field and looked behind Chen Wenle.
"The Tianyang Emperor is facing Yangyu, the peak of Lingwu, and wants to fight Zhou Xing!"
Zhou Xing?
Although some people have heard about Shimei City, most of the people present are not aware of it. A mere spiritual martial artist is not qualified enough for them to pay too much attention to it.
Chen Mofan didn't know there was such a person. Seeing Yang Yu challenge Zhou Xing by name, he looked at the position of one of his imperial grandsons, and couldn't help but feel curious and expectant in his eyes.
Chen Wenle turned to look at Zhou Xing, with no intention of persuading or encouraging him. Everything was decided by the latter himself.
After Zhou Xing was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and then he drank all the wine in his hand, stood up, looked at Yang Yu and said lightly: "As you wish."
This was the first martial arts competition at the Lingwu Realm level, but because of Yangyu's operation, everyone found it more interesting than the previous ones.
Yangyu and Zhou Xing stood twenty meters apart, sizing each other up.
"Zhou Xing, I also have Thunder Spirit Root like you, let's see who of us has the stronger thunder!" After the words fell, blue thunder burst out from Yang Yu's body, condensing into a thunder and lightning dragon, hovering around him, Exuding terrifying power, he stared at Zhou Xing eagerly.
Zhou Xing's expression was as usual, except that he raised his right hand in front of his chest, his index finger and middle finger were together, and his fingertips glowed with black light.
"Are you humiliating me?" Yang Yu said angrily. He followed Yang Shangjie's order to challenge Zhou Xing. He thought highly of himself and didn't take Zhou Xing seriously at all. He originally planned to defeat Zhou Xing with one move, but he didn't To think of being treated with such contempt.
"It's enough to deal with you."
"Then I'll help you!" Yang Yu roared angrily, "Thunder Dragon Rush - Go!"
The hovering thunder dragon roared loudly and rushed towards Zhou Xing, making the air explode along the way.
Zhou Xing pointed his finger forward, and a black thunder was activated, colliding head-on with the thunder and lightning dragon.
"laugh……"
The thunder dragon was like snow meeting the blazing sun. It was pierced by the black thunder without any resistance and dissipated in mid-air. The power of the black thunder continued to attack Yangyu without losing its power.
Yang Yu was shocked. He couldn't believe that the martial arts he was proud of were so vulnerable. But he was not mediocre. He reacted instantly. Zhou Xing's black thunder completely restrained his own thunder, and he was in a critical moment. At this moment, the spiritual power of the wind surged in front of Yangyu, and a cyan shield condensed in the blink of an eye.
boom!
The black thunder struck the blue shield, and both exploded at the same time. The aftermath of the spiritual power swept through Yangyu, causing him to fall back several meters. The clothes on his chest were damaged, and there were stains of blood oozing out.
"Fake Holy Body?!" Someone immediately exclaimed when they saw Yang Yu using wind attribute spiritual power.
"Interesting, the black thunder is really powerful, and the pseudo-sacred body with twin spiritual roots of wind and thunder is also extremely extraordinary. I don't know who is better."
At this time, Zhou Xing's eyes also became solemn. There are some favored people in the world who are born extraordinary and possess special physiques. Those who are powerful enough are called holy bodies and are destined to become saints and ancestors. Under the holy bodies, there are also weaker pseudo-bodies. The Holy Body, for example, has the Five Elements Spiritual Root and the Wind and Thunder Spiritual Root. The latter only has mutated spiritual roots and can cultivate spiritual power of different attributes, but it pales in comparison to the real Holy Body.
Yangyu was surrounded by cyan whirlpools and said with a sneer: "Zhou Xing, I admit that I looked at you because I was young, but besides that black thunder, what else do you have to rely on?"
"I think you can only talk the talk." Zhou Xing shook his head and said with great disdain for Yang Yu.
Yang Yu was furious, but he said nothing more. He formed a complicated hand seal with his hands and shouted: "Sifang Fengbi!"
The cyan wind spiritual power enveloped Zhou Xing, and wind barriers formed on all sides, moving quickly towards Zhou Xing in the center, and the space was rapidly compressed.
"The thunder tree supports the sky!" Zhou Xing slapped his palm on the ground, and a black round totem appeared. A black thunder tree rose from the ground. In the blink of an eye, it grew to a height of three feet, and the diameter of the crown was also three feet. The big thunder tree blocked the four wind walls and was unable to close.
Upon seeing this, Yang Yu moved and ran around the perimeter of the four-sided wind wall. He moved so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to keep up, and it became faster and faster, forming a circle of afterimages, dazzling those who wanted to find his true body.
"Wind rolling residual clouds!" A low cry sounded, and the wind walls on all sides shattered, turning into countless extremely sharp wind blades that rotated at high speed, like tornadoes that could destroy everything.
Zhou Xing, who was in it, found that the air around him was gradually becoming thinner, making it difficult for him to breathe. The speed of the wind blade was turning faster and faster, and its power was gradually getting stronger, making him feel a great threat.
Zhou Xing rose into the sky and landed on the thunder tree. The branches of the thunder tree swayed and black thunder roamed.
"The whale sucks the rainbow -" Zhou Xing pointed his finger towards the sky, and the majestic thunder-attribute spiritual power gathered, and a black ball of light was formed, growing larger and compressed, the darkness reached the extreme, as if even the light could be swallowed, it was shocking One look at it gives me chills.
Looking at the black ball of light, Yang Yu felt a chill all over his body. His hair stood on end. He stopped accumulating power. With a thought, countless wind blades were aimed at Zhou Xing in the middle, revealing their sharp edges.
Whizzing……
There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and dense wind blades were attacking Zhou Xing. At the same time, Zhou Xing's hand pointing at the sky suddenly clenched into a fist - the electric current clouds dispersed!
The black thunder slanted out from the ball of light, like the waves when a river breaks its banks, unstoppable and destroying everything.
The thunder scattered the endless wind blades and washed them away. Even the tornado that Yangyu had worked so hard to create was destroyed.
The spiritual power of the wind collapsed, but Yang Yu's figure disappeared from Zhou Xing's field of vision. Suddenly, he became alert, thunder and lightning lingered under his feet, and his body instinctively jumped into the air.
I saw Yang Yu holding a dagger with a cold light in his hand and touching into the thunder tree. He wanted to sneak attack Zhou Xing, but he was discovered in advance.
After the attack failed, Yangyu was about to withdraw from the area covered by the thunder tree, but he saw Zhou Xing's right hand downwards, and the thunder from the thunder tree surged out, forming a thunder and lightning cage, trapping Yangyu in it.
"You lost." Zhou Xing landed firmly on the ground and said as he watched the furious Yang Yu try his best to break through the thunder and lightning cage.
"I haven't lost yet!" Yang Yu clenched his fists, and it was obvious that he was unwilling to do so. This was his first battle with the Tianyang Dynasty, and his talent was comparable even to that of Prince Yang Shangjie. Duorang, now was defeated by a person of the same level. If his power of thunder had not been completely restrained, the combined force of wind and thunder would have been even more powerful. Unfortunately, he did not even have a chance to use it.
"Okay!" Yang Yu never admitted his defeat. Chen Mofan took the lead to speak and set the tone, "When the black thunder comes out, who among the same level can compete with me? The pseudo-holy body of Fenglei Linggen is amazing and gorgeous. It's really It’s wonderful, I seem to see myself back then, so high-spirited!”
In the first half of Chen Mofan's sentence, he pointed out that Zhou Xing was better. Although Yang Yu was powerful, he still lost. Even if Yang Yu didn't want to admit it, there was nothing he could do.
"Thank you, old emperor, for your compliments." Zhou Xing saluted Chen Mofan, then lifted the thunder tree and returned to his seat.
Yang Yu returned to the Tianyang Dynasty in despair, and a faint curse came into his ears: "Trash!"
He knew that this was Yang Shangjie's accusation, but he could only lower his head and endure it.
After Yang Yu sat down, Yang Shangjie stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I'll make you laugh. Let me do the next battle."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him sideways. He had never experienced extraordinary results, let alone someone with the status of the prince of a great dynasty.
What does this guy want to do? Doubts arose in everyone's mind.
The man in purple from the Xu Dynasty looked at Yang Shangjie with a smile and asked, "I wonder if Prince Yang also has anyone who wants to compete?"
"This is natural," Yang Shangjie cast his gaze towards the front of the table where the prince and princess of the Chenxu Dynasty were, "The one I want to challenge is Princess Yucheng!"
After Yang Shangjie finished speaking, the hall immediately fell silent. You could hear a needle drop, but noisy discussions immediately began again.
"What on earth does this bastard want to do!" Chen Wenle scolded regardless of the impact.
The person involved, Chen Yucheng, smiled and asked: "May I ask why Prince Yang wants to fight with me?"
Yang Shangjie showed admiration on his face and replied: "I have admired Princess Yucheng for a long time. I heard that Her Royal Highness is good at fighting and is strong. If I directly propose marriage to the Emperor, I am afraid it will be counterproductive, so I want to compete with Her Royal Highness. Fan, enhance understanding, and finally be able to be in love with the princess, that is what I want."
Chen Yucheng did not respond, but Chen Zixiang, who was sitting at the end, suddenly jumped out and shouted: "Sister, Prince Yang Shangjie is a genius of the generation, an unparalleled man, maybe he will be able to be among the outstanding people in the mainland in the future, and if this happens If the marriage can come true, our Chenxu Dynasty and Tianyang Dynasty will become even closer. I see that you are quite old, so I agreed!"
"Fuck you!" Chen Wenle flew into a rage, rushed directly from his position in front of Chen Zixiang, and waved his fist to beat Chen Zixiang.
"Tenth Prince, show mercy." The followers behind Chen Zixiang immediately grabbed Chen Wenle, "Sixteenth Prince is drunk. He was just talking nonsense while drunk. Don't take it seriously."
Chen Wenle was still reluctant to give up, but he saw that Chen Zixiang's face was red and he smelled of alcohol, and he seemed to be really drunk.
"Stop pretending, I think he is just..."
Before Chen Wenle finished speaking, Chen Zixiang fell to the ground with a bang, his body twisted, and his entourage immediately helped him up.
Now Chen Wenle couldn't help it. Even if Chen Zixiang was pretending, he couldn't tell the difference and could only sit back angrily.
After the interlude ended, Chen Mofan said to Chen Ye who was beside him: "This child Yu Cheng is my granddaughter, and she is also the eldest daughter of the emperor of your dynasty. What do you think?"
Chen Ye smiled and said: "Yucheng is talented and smart, better than ordinary men. Her life-long events will of course depend on her own decision."
Chen Mofan nodded, looked at Chen Yucheng and asked, "Yucheng, what do you think?"
Chen Yucheng said firmly: "My child has no intention of having sex, and is willing to devote his whole life to the prosperity of our country!"
"It's commendable that you have such a heart, but don't talk too much, maybe one day this girl like you will also fall in love!" Chen Mofan joked.
Chen Yucheng smiled: "Grandpa Huang, please stop making fun of Yu Cheng."
"Hahaha," Chen Mofan laughed and said, "I think the martial arts competition will end here. Let's continue playing music and dancing!"
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