Finally try the high platform.
Zhu Yourong and the landlady have arrived and are next to Xia Chuxue, Meng Xiaochuan, Gu Chensha and others.
"What's going on with that kid?" Meng Xiaochuan asked.
The landlady complained: "He probably wants to be the last one on stage."
"The last one? What has he prepared?" Meng Xiaochuan was curious.
"This..." The landlady and Zhu Yourong looked at each other and shook their heads.
"There should be some good verses coming out again." Gu Chensha said with a smile.
Wen Yi looked at the carriage on Zhuque Street, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can this kid win with such confidence?"
"..."
Everyone was speechless.
As Wang Quan took the stage with a smile, the thirty-six candidates reached thirty-four, and only Chu Xiu and Chen Changsheng were left.
On the gold and silver table.
Emperor Qian was already a little impatient in waiting, "Why hasn't it started yet?"
Li Xianyuan whispered: "The only difference is that Chu Xiu and Chen Changsheng haven't even gone on stage yet. Chu Xiu has already arrived at Zhuque Street, but he has stayed in the carriage and has not gotten off the carriage."
Emperor Qian frowned, "What do you mean?"
"I probably want to be the last one on stage." Li Xianyuan guessed.
"The last one to take the stage?" Emperor Qian was startled, then became speechless and sneered, "Only children like this."
Li Xianyuan remained silent, thinking to himself, when you went to the morning court, weren't you the last one to enter the palace?
"Sitting here is so boring." Su Yuheng on the side had eyes like autumn water, as holy as a fairy, but her thoughts were a little wandering. She missed the gambling house.
Many of the people watching were a little bored.
This is slightly different from the martial arts test they imagined.
Many people shouted to Chu Xiu, urging him to get on stage quickly. Even the crowded crowd in front seemed to be getting ready to make way for him.
Chu Xiu, who was sitting in the carriage, remained unmoved.
In his eyes, the battle between him and Chen Changsheng had already begun.
"The momentum is mysterious, you can't lose to others." Chu Xiu's eyes flashed. He didn't think that he wanted to be the last one to appear, just to show off.
The main thing is momentum.
The wine master who originally planned to watch the battle quietly couldn't help but show up, came to the carriage, and said angrily: "You brat, what are you doing? Why don't you go on stage soon?"
"I'm gathering momentum." Chu Xiu said warmly.
The bartender has a dark face and looks like your sister. Who can't tell that you want to be the last one to appear?
"You brat, hurry up and get on stage." The wine Taoist urged.
"I'm gathering momentum." Chu Xiu repeated.
The wine Taoist took a deep breath and said, "I am doing this for your own good."
"Then don't talk." Chu Xiu was unmoved.
The Taoist Master's face turned completely dark, and he sneered: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't listen to Master, you will suffer the consequences."
"Master, do you really think I can't win?" Chu Xiu opened his eyes, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
The wine master paused and said slowly: "This time, it is different from the past. The opponent you face is... a monster."
After saying that, the wine Taoist looked around with some guilt.
"Monster?" Chu Xiu chuckled, "That's really exciting."
"Stop talking nonsense and get on stage quickly, otherwise I am worried that you will be overwhelmed by the crowd." The wine Taoist glanced at the dark crowd in front of him. Many people were already waiting impatiently.
Chu Xiu's eyelids twitched slightly, "Let's wait a little longer."
"You're looking for a beating." The wine Taoist shook his head and didn't try to persuade him any more. This disciple went out last night. He was obviously well prepared for the next stage and would not give up easily.
It's just... if the limelight overshadows that person, the wine Taoist can't guess what will happen.
All he knows is that if someone is in the martial arts exam, they will definitely get beaten!
On the east side of Zhuque Street, in a high pavilion.
Chen Changsheng's face turned dark.
"This guy is determined to let me take the stage first." Chen Changsheng sneered.
Fourth Master Zhao Wangsun hesitated and said, "How about disciples take action and throw him directly up?"
Chen Changsheng stared at the carriage on Zhuque Street, shook his head, and whispered: "I really want to know which way he will choose to get on stage."
"Then continue to wait?" Zhao Wangsun asked.
"Forget it, let him show off first this time." Chen Changsheng sneered, "When the martial arts test starts, let's see how I can fix him.
If the strength is not enough, the more glorious it is before the war, the more miserable it will be after the war. "
Mr. Five and Mr. Ninth who were waiting aside secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They had been preparing for a long time.
The two looked at each other, one played the piano and the other played the jade flute.
The sound of the piano and the flute appeared at the same time, spreading to the entire Chang'an City in an instant.
The two have been rehearsing for two days for this moment.
The whole city is quiet.
Only the melodious sounds of the flute and the piano are intertwined with the music.
Chen Changsheng's figure has disappeared into the high pavilion and is standing in the sky. Under his feet, there is a sword.
This time on stage, he chose to wield a sword.
It is not difficult to wield a sword. Most people who have reached the Yunling realm can wield a sword.
However, it's not practical.
He can control a long sword to hold himself up and walk with the sword; generally, he can control himself directly with his true energy and walk in the air.
Controlling a long sword will be an extra layer of consumption and flashy.
At this moment, Chen Changsheng wielded his sword in the air, and what he wanted was the "gaudy" "hua".
He stands in the east, as if blocking the rising sun.
Behind him, there seemed to be a bright light.
Except for Chu Xiu in the carriage, almost everyone's eyes fell on Chen Changsheng.
At this moment, he was absolutely the center of attention.
"When the sun rises in the east, I am the only one who is undefeated."
Chen Changsheng shouted loudly, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly on the sword.
His voice spread throughout Chang'an City.
silence.
It was as if his voice was the only voice in the world.
On the gold and silver table.
Emperor Qian stood up and looked deeply at Chen Changsheng.
The rest of the people also stood up.
"It's indeed him." Li Xianyuan said secretly.
Only he is worthy of the saying 'The sun rises in the east, I am the only one who is undefeated'.
"Are all young people today so crazy?" Su Yuheng stared at Chen Changsheng with unspeakable horror.
This person's momentum is not even comparable to that of his evil junior sister.
At this moment, many people in Chang'an City had clearly understood Chen Changsheng's identity.
"Disciple, how can you win against him?" The wine Taoist took a sip of wine and sighed secretly, he has been invincible for more than a thousand years.
"As domineering as ever." The old man surnamed Qin looked at Chen Changsheng, who was wielding a sword in the sky, with moist eyes.
"I really want to fight him." Meng Tiangang lowered his eyebrows, hiding the fighting spirit in his eyes.
Finally try the high platform.
All the talented candidates held their breaths and looked at Chen Changsheng who was slowly approaching.
"Such a strong momentum..." Gu Chensha's face became extremely solemn.
The fighting spirit in Jing Yun's eyes almost bursts out, "Is this the peerless talent that my uncle said? If you fight, you have to fight once to make your trip worthwhile!"
"I really underestimate these talented candidates." Meng Xiaochuan muttered to himself, and when he saw Chen Changsheng approaching with a sword, he felt his heart skip a beat.
Too tyrannical.
He even vaguely felt an invincible aura similar to his grandfather Meng Tiangang.
"Can Chu Xiu really defeat this kind of opponent?" The landlady, Zhu Yourong, and Xia Chuxue looked at the high-spirited Chen Changsheng. They all thought of this and felt a little worried.
"Guarantee three and fight for two...so that's what it means." Wen Yi stared at Chen Changsheng, remembering some words of Wen Duxiu, the head of the Wen family, and was speechless for a moment.
"Only through self-improvement can one be truly invincible." Wang Quan only glanced at Chen Changsheng with a smile, then withdrew his gaze and strengthened his belief.
He didn't dare to look any further, for fear that he would feel inferior.
Chen Changsheng landed on the high platform, and the sword under his feet disappeared out of thin air.
At this moment, everyone discovered that the long sword was actually made of true energy.
Standing on the high platform and looking towards Zhuque Street, Chen Changsheng focused his eyes on the carriage.
The sound of the piano and the flute have disappeared.
The world seemed to be quiet again.
At this moment, everyone followed Chen Changsheng's gaze and looked at the carriage on Zhuque Street.
"This kid..." The Taoist priest standing in the high pavilion, his eyelids twitching slightly, always felt that his disciple might say something shocking later.
Finally, on the south side of the high platform, in the elegant pavilion on the top floor of a high pavilion.
Xiang Jun put his hands on the strings of the piano, staring at the carriage on Zhuque Street, ready to go.
Behind her, there were eight luther players with their hands on the strings, waiting for Xiangjun's orders.
