Qi Weifeng is a cautious person.
After watching the competition between Jiang Yushi and Ruo Yan, he began to suspect that this young lady from the Jiang family had a secret method that could greatly increase her combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
Having reached this level of cultivation, I have naturally heard that although these secret techniques are powerful, they are usually accompanied by some flaws.
That is, the duration is short. Once the effect has passed, it will often bring severe side effects to the performer, ranging from depression and fatigue to severe injuries to muscles and bones, or even loss of life.
The reason why he had the patience to argue with Jiang Tianhe was because he judged that Jiang Yushi had probably used some secret method and wanted to waste time waiting for the secret method to expire.
With Jiang Tianhe's cunningness, how could he not see Qi Weifeng's intentions?
The head of the Jiang family didn't care about the other party's little thoughts, just because in his opinion, even if his daughter really learned some secret technique, it would be impossible to defeat the real spiritual leader.
He argued hard in order to completely cancel the competition and not give Qi Weifeng any chance to make a move.
However, Jiang Yushi's words and deeds were far beyond his expectations, making Jiang Tianhe feel caught off guard.
Of course, it was Qi Weifeng himself who really felt doubtful about life.
If it weren't for the heartbreaking pain coming from his shoulder that was so real, he would almost think he was in a dream.
From the moment he came on the field, he never had the slightest doubt about his victory.
"Prodigies" like Jiang Yushi have never really been taken seriously by him.
As a person who has experienced this, he knows that there are thousands of geniuses in the world, but only very few can finally cross that chasm and enter the realm of spiritual masters.
As long as Jiang Yushi does not enter the spiritual realm for a day, he will not be qualified to treat him differently and treat her as an equal.
The world of cultivators is so realistic and so cruel.
Qi Weifeng covered his shoulders, retreated, and released stronger pressure, covering the surface of the ring fiercely, trying to block Jiang Yushi's movements.
"Uncle Qi, this is a martial arts competition after all. If you fly too far away from the ring, you would be a bit of a fool!" A soft and melodious voice came into his ears, and Qi Weifeng suddenly raised his head and followed the sound.
I saw Jiang Yushi, who was originally standing on the ring, suddenly appeared in front of him about two feet away, with long hair and graceful figure, hanging in the air, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, so beautiful Dazzling.
She turned out to be a spiritual master!
Qi Weifeng's pupils shrank sharply, and he was so frightened that he didn't even know where he was.
"boom!"
Murong Xiu slapped the armrest with her right palm, and stood up again for an unknown number of times. The sandalwood chair behind her shattered into pieces and fell apart under the force of Tianlun's palm.
Also unable to control their emotions, those who jumped up from their chairs were Gong Jiuxiao, Qiu Tianjue, Ji Xiaoran and other big figures in the imperial capital.
How can it be!
There was an uproar again in the entire square, and these four words emerged in everyone's hearts.
"W-Father, am I right?" Jiang Tianhe stammered and asked Jiang Yulong, "Your sister has been promoted to the rank of Spirit Master?"
"hiss!"
Jiang Yulong couldn't help but pinched his thigh hard, and felt a sharp pain. Then he said with disbelief, "How did this girl do it?"
The little shota who was hiding behind the two of them had an excited look on his face, and was so excited that he almost screamed.
Jiang Yushi, who was floating in the air, ignored everyone's reaction. He held up his silver gun, moved lightly with lotus steps, and turned into a white shadow, chasing Qi Weifeng.
Qi Weifeng was accidentally injured in his right arm, and half of his abilities were lost. Faced with the sudden change, he was a little dazed. He was quickly suppressed by Jiang Yushi, and under the fierce attack of the "shadow-following gun", Qi Weifeng Time is running around in a hurry, and there is no way to resist.
"laugh!"
In just a few dozen breaths, Qi Weifeng was shot again in the right leg. During the rapid exchange of blows, the blood flowed extremely fast and instantly sprayed from the wound into the air, like a small fountain, which was spectacular.
The repeated injuries brought Qi Weifeng's morale to a freezing point. However, Jiang Yushi became more and more courageous as she fought. She made a silver gun move like a ghost, mysterious and unpredictable, and her elegant figure followed the silver. The white gun moves with light, looking forward and suddenly behind, making it dazzling and elusive.
no!
I can't lose!
"ah!"
Qi Weifeng let out an angry roar, his aura surged, and he punched out with his left hand. His spiritual power condensed into a thick cone-shaped beam of light, and he struck Jiang Yushi hard with an aura that would destroy the world.
As the youngest spiritual master in the Fulong Empire, he was proud in his heart.
Qi Weifeng felt a strong sense of resistance in his heart when he thought that if he were defeated by Jiang Yushi, who was in his twenties, he would become the laughing stock of the entire empire, become the talk of people after dinner, and endure endless cynicism.
This "Path-Breaking Fist" is already his last trump card.
As for Miss Jiang's life and death, it was no longer in his consideration.
Facing the surging pressure, Jiang Yushi's beautiful eyes showed determination. The silver light of her spear flashed again. She moved with the spear and avoided this fierce beam of light at the critical moment.
At the same time, the tip of the spear in her hand also shot out a dazzling aurora, hitting Qi Weifeng's chest mercilessly.
Qi Weifeng felt a sharp pain in his heart. His whole body was like a balloon with a hole in it. All his strength was flowing out quickly. He was unable to even maintain his flight and fell straight to the ground.
"boom!"
The strong body of Lingzun hit the ground heavily, causing dust to fly and sand and stones to scatter. Everyone looked at it and saw that Qi Weifeng's eyes were lifeless, his face was ashen, and he looked like he was dying. appearance.
"Quick! Call the doctor!" Tie Que yelled crazily, unable to conceal the panic on his face.
The death of a national guardian spirit is definitely an unimaginable heavy blow to the imperial royal family.
Tie Que could already predict how furious Emperor Murong Xiu would be if Qi Weifeng died.
"Is this what you call 'a little help'?" Ye Qinglian stared at Zhong Wen and asked coldly, "He directly 'helped' her to become a spiritual master?"
"Coincidence, purely coincidental!" Zhong Wen couldn't argue, so he could only forcefully smile and talk nonsense.
On the prairie, Zhong Wen once secretly refined the body of the horse bandit leader "Silver Snake King" into the "Xuan Tian Bead" using the "Xuan Tian Mirror".
For unknown reasons, he finally decided to use this "Xuan Tianzhu" to raise Jiang Yushi's cultivation to the realm of spiritual master.
The moment Jiang Yushi looked at him after taking Xuan Tianzhu, it was as if he had seen a ghost. The expression on his face was so wonderful that Zhong Wen will never forget it.
"Why couldn't I sense her true cultivation before?" Ye Qinglian asked again, "Is it also your trick?"
"My younger brother has recently developed an elixir called 'Zangfeng Dan'." Zhong Wen answered truthfully, "After taking it, you can hide your own cultivation, but it can only last for an hour."
Ye Qinglian curled her lips and said nothing.
The conversation between the two aroused turmoil in Qiu Tianlong's heart.
What kind of method is used to create a spiritual master?
In the secular world, the spiritual master is the ultimate existence similar to nuclear weapons. When he thought that Zhong Wen might have the ability to improve others to the realm of spiritual masters, he felt that his three views were impacted. For a moment, My heart is surging and I can't help myself.
A white-haired old doctor soon appeared on the ring. He stretched out his hand to feel Qi Weifeng's breath, then checked his pulse, then sighed and shook his head helplessly.
Looking at the expression on the imperial doctor's face, Emperor Murong Xiu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Miracle Doctor Zhou, can Venerable Qi still be saved?" Tie Que asked himself, not wanting to give up.
"I'm just a doctor, but I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life." The old imperial doctor replied honestly, "Venerable Qi has passed away. Please forgive me for being unable to do anything."
"How could this happen, how could this happen..." Tie Que muttered to himself, with a lost expression on his face.
"Master Tie, are we going to continue this competition?" Jiang Yushi, who was standing in the air, asked abruptly.
Tie Que's expression froze, and he felt that Miss Jiang's voice was extremely harsh.
He glanced at the top of the imperial city again, only to see that the place where Murong Xiu was originally was already empty. The talented and strategic Emperor Fulong had left at some point.
Tie Que's heart thumped. He knew something was wrong, but he didn't dare to offend Jiang Yushi. He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Congratulations to Miss Jiang for being promoted to the realm of spiritual master. Such a young spiritual master is really a real person." There is no one before you, no one will come after you. Among the elites in the imperial capital, I am afraid that no one can be your opponent. This competition ends here!"
"Thank you, Mr. Tie!" Jiang Yushi bowed slightly in the air, his eyes glanced at Zhong Wen in the crowd intentionally or unintentionally, then he took lotus steps, landed lightly beside Jiang Tianhe and his son, and started chatting with his family.
Their eyes met briefly, and from the eyes of the eldest lady of the Fulong First Family, Zhong Wen read excitement, joy, gratitude, admiration, and a trace of indescribable emotions.
"Spirit Master, Miss Jiang is actually a Spirit Master!"
"A spiritual master in his twenties is simply unheard of!"
"General Jiang is definitely the reincarnation of the God of War. God bless Fulong!"
"Fortunately, I didn't go on stage to take advantage, otherwise I would have become a piece of meat now."
"It's a pity that with the death of Master Qi, our Fulong Empire has lost another leader of the Spirit Master."
"Although Venerable Qi has died, Venerable Jiang has gained an additional reincarnation. How can the reincarnation of the Martial God be comparable to that of ordinary spiritual beings?"
"By the way, one of the country-protecting spiritual beings has fallen, and now there are only three spiritual beings left in the royal family." The head of a small aristocratic family suddenly said, "The Jiang family first had Grandma Xiong to join them, and now Miss Jiang has made a breakthrough. In the realm of spiritual masters, plus the original two, there are already four great spiritual masters, doesn’t it mean that their strength exceeds that of the royal family?”
As soon as these words came out, the originally bustling square fell silent for an instant, and even the sound of breathing became clearly audible.
Jiang Tianhe's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at each other worriedly at brother and sister Jiang Yulong.
The second prince Murong Fu's complexion turned livid in an instant.
…
Zhong Wen and others left the square early after Jiang Yushi defeated Qi Weifeng, so they did not see the embarrassing scene later.
The few people did not return directly to Jiangfu Courtyard, but spent an afternoon wandering around the bustling area of the imperial capital.
Along the way, Zhong Wen spent a lot of money and bought a lot of jewelry and small toys for Ye Qinglian and Zhuma.
For some reason, the little girl didn't want to accept Jiang Wufeng's gifts, but she accepted all the gifts Zhong Wen bought for her. She happily took them all and jingled her wrists, neck and hair.
However, Ye Qinglian refused to accept the gift from Zhong Wen. The only thing she did not return was the colorful round box with the positioning spirit pattern engraved on it and a luminous pearl inside.
I returned to my residence happily. The lively and joyful celebration scene I had imagined did not appear. There was silence in the mansion. On the contrary, the number of people on guard increased a lot, and they actually put on a posture of being prepared for the approaching enemy.
"Sister Zhuma!" Seeing Zhuma return, Jiang Wufeng ran out to greet her with excitement.
His eyes glanced at the various jewelry on Zhuma's body. Xiao Zhengtai's face froze, and his expression suddenly became ugly.
"Someone is looking for you!" He said to Zhong Wen stiffly, and then pointed to the corner of the yard behind him.
"Find me?"
Zhong Wen was quite surprised, and the first thought in his mind was Ma Yun.
Just because in this foreign country, except for Ye Qinglian, Zhuma and others around him, he has no other friends.
Looking in the direction of Xiao Zhengtai's finger, what came into view were two beautiful women.
The woman on the left is about 20 years old, with a gorgeous face and snow-white skin. Her figure, set off by the silver short dress, looks slim and slim.
The woman on the right is slightly older, she looks to be in her early forties, but she is still fair-skinned and beautiful, and her charm is still there. Her delicate body is wrapped in an off-white one-piece dress, and she exudes gentleness and tranquility. , mature and elegant charming charm.
"Sister Ji?" Zhong Wen couldn't help blurting out after recognizing that the woman in clothes on the left was Ji Weizhu from Lingxiao Holy Land.
The two women moved upon hearing the sound, and both turned to the direction of Zhong Wen.
The moment she saw Zhong Wen, the older woman's delicate body trembled suddenly, her beautiful eyes flashed with crystal tears, and her bright red lips trembled: "Zhen, Zhenhai, is it you?"
The two looked at each other, and Zhong Wen's heart suddenly beat violently, completely out of control of his consciousness.
Looking at these beautiful and kind eyes, two strong and opposing emotions surged up in his heart at the same time.
Every cell in the body is releasing a sense of closeness to the woman in front of him.
But every neuron in the brain is constantly spreading fear and rejection.
The momentary separation between spirit and body made Zhong Wen's eyes turn red, his head hurt, and he almost fell into madness.
After a while, he finally suppressed his physical and mental abnormality, turned his eyes to Ji Weizhu behind the older woman, and asked in an emotionless and cold tone: "Sister Ji, this is..."
"Zhong Wen, this is my master Zhong Wuyan." Ji Weizhu looked ashamed and his eyes wandered, "I am also your biological aunt."
