Chapter 17 Group Stage Finals

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At this time, an old man in Taoist robes with a sinister face came to the training room.

Seeing Feng Yong training so hard, the old man immediately said to Feng Yong: "Yong'er, you were injured in the ring yesterday, so don't train so hard. Have a good rest and prepare for tomorrow's game."

This old man is Feng Yong’s master, the peak master of Dongding Peak, Xuandu!

"It doesn't matter, Master. This injury is nothing. Let the disciple practice again."

Feng Yong rejected Xuandu's suggestion on the spot.

Although in the ring yesterday, Feng Yong was punched in the heart by Lu Yuan.

But for the next competition, he did not relax at all. He just received some simple treatment and started training again.

"Actually, it's your eldest brother who's here. He wants to meet you. He's been here several times these days. You'd better go and meet him."

Seeing that Feng Yong wanted to stay here and continue practicing, Xuandu had no choice but to reveal his true purpose of finding Feng Yong.

"Sorry, Master, I have to prepare for the next game, so I won't go see him."

Knowing that Feng Yuan came to see him, Feng Yong's face suddenly showed a bit of displeasure.

Seeing Feng Yong's refusal, Xuan Du quickly persuaded: "Yong'er, I know there are some conflicts between you, but he is your biological brother after all. Besides, you haven't been together for several years, right? It's better to go see him. Let’s meet him, what can’t be said between brothers directly?”

"Master, this disciple has nothing to say to him! Tell him that if you really want to see me, just wash your neck and wait for me on the stage of the Qianlong Conference!"

Faced with Xuandu's persuasion, Feng Yong's attitude remained tough.

"well……"

Seeing Feng Yong being so stubborn, Xuandu could only sigh, turned around and left the training room.

In the reception hall of Dongding Peak, Feng Yuan was sitting in the guest seat, tasting a cup of fine spiritual tea.

"Haha, nephew Feng, I kept you waiting for a long time!"

At this time, Xuandu walked into the hall with a smile on his face.

Seeing that only Xuandu came in, Feng Yuan also looked puzzled and said: "Uncle Xuandu, why are you alone, where is Yong'er?"

"this……"

Hearing Feng Yuan's question, Xuandu was a little hesitant and didn't answer for a long time.

"Yong'er still refuses to see me?"

Seeing Xuan Du's reaction, Feng Yuan's handsome face suddenly showed a hint of disappointment.

"However, Yong'er asked me to bring you a message." Xuandu said again.

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

After hearing Xuandu's words, Feng Yuan also looked a little excited.

"He asked you to wait for him in the ring!"

"Oh, that's how it is!"



To the west of the main peak of Yulong Mountain, there is a rather grand house.

This place is the guest room of Jade Dragon Gate, used as a temporary residence for guests invited to watch the Qianlong Conference.

"How about it? Have you found out the origin of Lin Yu?"

At this time, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothing was standing in the house with his hands behind his back.

This person is none other than the head of the Lei family, "Lei Wanzhong"!

Just behind the middle-aged man, Lei Wu with a respectful look on his face was reporting to him: "According to the investigation by my subordinates, this Lin Yu is a slave of Fang Chen, the chief disciple of the Jade Dragon Sect!"

"The servant next to Fang Chen?!" Lei Wanzhong frowned slightly.

Lei Wu nodded and said, "Yes, this person once participated with Fang Chen in the battle to annihilate Zhennan King Hongyuan."

Later, Lei Wu continued to report: "Moreover, someone has seen this person and the alien martial emperor "Bruno" entering and leaving the home of Qin Yan, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. This person seems to have a close relationship with Bruno."

"Bruno?" Lei Wanzhong was stunned when he heard Lei Wu's report.

In the last battle in the secret realm of the Lin family, this alien martial king named 'Bruno' caused the Lei family to suffer heavy losses as well, losing several martial kings.

"Have you found out about this person's relationship with the Lin family?" Lei Wanzhong asked.

"Not yet." Lei Wu shook his head.

Lei Wanzhong thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "This Bruno is obviously a foreigner, but he will rescue the Lin family who has disappeared for many years. I am afraid it is because of Lin Yu's lobbying!"

"Oh, head of the family, is this person from the Lin family?" Lei Wu asked.

"This is extremely possible!"

Upon hearing this, Lei Wu immediately asked Lei Wanzhong for instructions: "Then let your subordinates go down and capture him?"

Lei Wanzhong angrily yelled on the spot: "No, you don't even look at where this place is! Are you going to arrest a Jade Dragon Sect disciple at the Jade Dragon Sect?"

"What do you mean, head of the family?"

After Lei Wanzhong walked around the house a few times, he ordered Lei Wu: "Lei Wu, go to the Han family in Jingzhou quickly and give this information to Han Xuan, the head of the Han family!"

"My subordinate understands!"

Lei Wu responded, and then his figure disappeared from the room.



After a whole day of training, Lin Yu rested early that night.

It became clear the next day that Lin Yu took the teleportation array and came to the venue again.

Before the game, Lin Yu specially came to the treatment room to visit the seriously injured Lu Yuan.

At this time, Bai Qi was taking a nap in front of the hospital bed. When he felt someone coming, he quickly raised his head.

Seeing that the person coming was Lin Yu, Bai Qi immediately said: "Junior Brother Lin, you are here!"

"Um!"

Lin Yu smiled and nodded, then looked at Lu Yuan on the hospital bed.

At this time, Lu Yuan was covered in bandages and was lying on the hospital bed like a rice dumpling.

Seeing Lu Yuan's tragic appearance, Lin Yu felt heartbroken.

He felt a little regretful now. If Chu Lin had not exhausted all the healing fluid, he would have been able to use the treatment cabin to treat Lu Yuan.

Lin Yu asked Bai Qi: "Senior Brother Bai, how is Senior Brother Lu?"

Bai Qi immediately replied: "Senior Brother Lu's physique is quite strong. After yesterday's treatment, there is basically no serious problem now. As long as he cultivates for a period of time and waits for the injury to recover, it will be fine."

Knowing that Lu Yuan was fine, Lin Yu walked straight to the hospital bed, looked at the seriously injured Lu Yuan with red eyes, and said.

"Senior Brother Lu, today is the day when Feng Yong and I will fight in the ring. Don't worry, I will definitely wash away the shame of the day before for you!"

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Lu Yuan's body suddenly trembled, as if he heard Lin Yu's voice.

"Ugh——!"

As a melodious horn sounded, Lin Yu immediately turned his head and looked in the direction from which the horn sounded.

Knowing that this was the rally call, Lin Yu said to Bai Qi.

"Alright, Senior Brother Bai, the game is about to start. It's time for me to go over. Senior Brother Lu will trouble you."

Bai Qi patted his chest and said, "Junior Brother Lin, don't worry, Senior Brother Lu will leave it to me!"

Lin Yu nodded and then left the ward.



After meeting Lu Yuan, Lin Yu came to the conference venue again.

"Dear guests, today is the beginning of the highlight of the Qianlong Conference, the finals of the group stage!"

As soon as Lin Yu arrived at the venue, he heard a loud and familiar voice.

The person who spoke was Xuan Guang on the rostrum.

"Today's competition will determine eight winners. These eight people will reach the top in one step and directly have the opportunity to enter the Qianlong Conference!"

As he spoke, Xuan Guang's expression became serious, and then he continued.

"In addition, in the last round, one player's shots were so vicious that he almost beat his opponent to death."

Everyone understood that the person Xuan Guang was talking about was Feng Yong.

"I would like to emphasize again that the Qianlong Conference is only to give all players an opportunity to practice and compete, not a battlefield to fight against each other. You must not make a death blow in order to win. Players who cause the death of their opponents will also be deprived of their power. Do you understand the qualifications for the competition and all the rewards?!"

"I understand!" The contestants at the venue replied in unison.

Even though they say so, in order to compete for a spot in the Qianlong Conference, they must still fight to the death in the arena.

Everyone knows that with Yulongmen's methods, as long as people are not beaten to death on the spot in the ring, there is basically a way to save them.

Since the group stage finals are directly related to the qualifications of the Qianlong Conference, this round of competition is much more intense than the subsequent quarter-finals and semi-finals.

After all, all the players who have made it this far are the proud ones, and everyone has their own little calculations.

Now that we have entered the top eight and have the qualification to enter the Babel Tower, there is no need to work too hard in the following games, just go through the motions.

After all, because of Feng Yuan's presence, no matter how good others perform, they can only get second place at best.

There is no doubt that Feng Yuan is powerful among the younger generation of the three major sects. Fang Chen, who ranked second last time, did not participate in this conference, so who will be ranked first can basically be determined.

"Okay, having said all that, I think everyone can't wait!"

At this time, Xuan Guang on the rostrum announced loudly again.

"Well, now, I declare that the Qianlong Conference, the group stage finals, has officially begun!!"

As Xuan Guang announced the start, the entire venue immediately burst into warm applause.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.

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