Fortunately, the battle between Qin Tian and Leng Xiaoming did not last long. Qin Tian relied on the subtlety of the Void Emperor Scripture to finally make a stunning sword strike and won by luck.
This move turned defeat into victory, which aroused Qin Changsheng's applause:
"Okay! The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and fourteen states are frost-freezed with one sword. Not bad."
Qin Changsheng made up his mind even more. After the competition, he should find a protector for this promising descendant of the Qin family, who would be at least a quasi-emperor.
And this ancient poem that was copied casually made Mu Xuetong on the side marvel at it, with a brilliant look in her eyes.
In his heart, he even thought of the time when he had secretly expressed his love for her with just one poem that was passed down from generation to generation.
As expected of him!
Only he can easily pick up poems, songs, and masterpieces handed down from generation to generation!
Feeling the changes in her body, Mu Xuetong secretly spat, practicing the Taishang Wangqing Heart Sutra in vain, and involuntarily tightened her legs again.
Thief!
Damn it, even outside, you don’t know how to curb your talents!
Relying on his good looks and some talent, he displays his masculine charm wantonly, making it difficult for people to guard against him!
As the battle ended, Qin Changsheng was a little surprised.
Although Shangguan Xun's expression was extremely painful and his heart could be seen bleeding, he still handed over the quasi-emperor soldiers without hesitation.
As expected of a famous figure in the human race, Qin Changsheng had a slightly changed impression of him and gave up some of his ideas.
Shangguan Xun, the master of Ziyun Mansion, said nothing after handing over the quasi-emperor's soldiers. Apparently, he lost his troops at the expense of "Madam", which made him speechless.
But what he didn't expect was that because he readily handed over the quasi-emperor soldiers, Ziyun Mansion avoided a disaster.
The next battle was basically commented by Mu Xuetong, Yun Wusheng and Xing Wuhen.
As for Qin Changsheng, he was worried that Mu Xuetong would reveal his scumbag status in front of everyone, so he kept cheering him up throughout the whole audience.
Things like "Xue Tong is right", "Xue Tong has a sharp eye", "Xue Tong is so clever", etc. have attracted people's attention.
Unfortunately, Mu Xuetong ignored him, which made him feel very embarrassed. He even had the urge to silence everyone present, but he finally endured it.
Hey, there's nothing I can do about it. Who knows if it's his own fault? He can't be beaten, he can't be scolded, Qin Changsheng thought to himself.
Not beating or scolding your girlfriend is the last line for a scumbag.
Of course, beatings and scoldings at special times and places cannot be regarded as spanking, but rather as fun.
The rest of the competition was beyond everyone's expectations. The masked man who had been keeping a low profile suddenly burst out with his late Supreme Realm cultivation. He overcame obstacles all the way and won the championship in a crushing manner.
Everyone could see that the masked man had developed his invincibility, and as expected, another new star in the human race was rising.
However, there was a small incident in the middle. Because He Lianba, the Holy Son of Senluo Palace, was extremely vicious and ruthless, especially when he advanced to the top 16, he severely injured his own brother Qin Tian, which made Qin Yu, the crazy masked man who protects his younger brother, furious. Medium fever.
After receiving instructions from his ancestor, Qin Yu took action to destroy Helianba's cultivation, which caused an uproar.
However, Qin Yu didn't care at all. He was joking. With his ancestor here, how could he rebel against heaven?
In the blink of an eye, it’s time to hand out awards.
Qin Changsheng smiled slightly, I am familiar with this process!
The champion's speech is to tell about his tragic childhood, the more miserable the better, to inspire the monks of the human race, to create an idol for ordinary people, and to condense the destiny of the human race.
So, he ran over quickly and did not rush to award the award. Instead, he handed the amplification note to the masked man Qin Yu.
He said in a relaxed tone:
"Come on, let me tell you a few words. As the champion of this competition, do you have anything to say to the audience or your opponents, or tell me about your deeds."
ah?
Qin Yu was a little confused by what his ancestor said.
Want to give a speech?
Wasn't this process used before?
However, he instantly understood that this was the good intentions of his ancestors, aiming to shape his own path to invincibility and allow him to gather more luck.
Qin Yu thought for a while, then a strong momentum suddenly burst out between his brows, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he slowly said to the geniuses:
"In this life, I will suppress all enemies in the world. I hope you can work harder and see my back on the road to the Emperor."
"After all, once I surpass you, I will be far ahead!"
Far ahead, far ahead!
These four words seemed to carry infinite magic power, constantly echoing on the Yuanchu Mountain.
Like a heavy hammer, it hit everyone's hearts hard, making it particularly harsh.
Holy shit!
Qin Changsheng cursed in his heart. This brat had misunderstood. He was so arrogant on this occasion. He was not afraid of arousing the anger of the crowd.
He quickly sent a message to Qin Yu:
"You brat, who told you to say that? What I mean is that you should tell more about your own suffering experience, as miserable as you want it to be. Anyway, you are wearing a mask and no one will know who you are."
"For example, my parents died, I made a living by picking up garbage, I entered the path of monasticism by chance, I relied on my strong will to get to where I am today, etc."
"The main purpose is to inspire the vast number of human monks with ordinary qualifications, arouse their resonance, and rebuild the glory of our human race. Do you understand?"
ah?
Qin Yu was once again dumbfounded, shocked by his ancestor's unbridled ideas.
Ancestor, I have been on the road to invincibility in this life. If you ask me to say this, wouldn’t it mean that I have no qualifications at all?
Moreover, during the journey of cultivating Taoism, one has a wealthy couple, and one’s wealth ranks first. How can an ordinary person become the final champion of the Genius Competition if he has some special bloodline and flesh, even if his ancestors don’t have a great person?
If you tell me this, who will believe it?
The baby feels bitter in his heart, but if he doesn't say it, he can't say it, and it's useless if he does.
Qin Yu had no choice but to ask his ancestors to speak.
He cleared his throat, reorganized his words, and even managed to make a choked sound when he said:
"Thank you to all the judges, and thank you to the human race for your support."
"My parents died when I was young, and I made a living by picking up garbage. Later, I was adopted by vicious adoptive parents who beat me a hundred times a day. Then I fell off a cliff, and it happened that..."
He spoke with great emotion and eloquence.
But no one knew that underneath the mask was a face full of shame.
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Most of the audience were shocked by this sudden change.
What about being far ahead as promised? Why did the painting style become so strange in the next second?
This transition is a bit too blunt.
