Everyone was shocked when they looked at Gong Jiu's body lying on the ground and Zhao Mingyuan, who had no injuries on his body and seemed to be just doing a warm-up.
Even those who had placed big bets on Zhao Mingyuan's victory couldn't help but feel incredible at this time.
Zhao Mingyuan seemed to defeat Gong Jiu easily and unscathed. Even after Gong Jiu used some taboo secret method to temporarily enhance his power, he was still able to overwhelm Gong Jiu and let him reap the consequences.
This is so unbelievable.
Even Sharman cried tears of joy.
Although Zhao Mingyuan had assured her many times before that his strength was superior to Gong Jiu and he would definitely win.
But she still always felt that Zhao Mingyuan was doing it out of dignity as a grown man, and he just refused to admit defeat and was trying to comfort her.
In fact, Shaman was already prepared to die with Zhao Mingyuan if he was defeated and died.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Mingyuan really gave everyone a surprise.
Although the result surprised many people, since Wu Ming chose Zhao Mingyuan as his successor, he naturally had his reasons.
Many people only thought of this at this time.
It's not that they are not smart enough, but that Gong Jiu's prestige is too great.
Now that they saw Gong Jiu's body, they suddenly woke up.
No wonder Wu Ming chose Zhao Mingyuan as his successor. Zhao Mingyuan was indeed stronger, and Wu Ming had the better vision.
Many people came to Zhao Mingyuan to express their congratulations, and some even called out the title "Young Island Master". A chaotic group of people gathered in front of Zhao Mingyuan, making Zhao Mingyuan at a loss.
After all, if you don't reach out to hit the smiling person, they all say congratulations, and it's not easy for Zhao Mingyuan to chase them away.
Fortunately, Zhao Mingyuan saw Wu Ming wave his hand.
Soon, the crowd finally dispersed. Only Wu Ming, Shaman, Beef Soup, Zhao Mingyuan, and Gong Jiu's body on the ground are left here.
Looking at Beef Soup's hateful eyes, Zhao Mingyuan sighed.
This world is chaotic and chaotic. Either you kill me or I kill you.
If Zhao Mingyuan hadn't been superior, he would be the one who fell to the ground now. How many people would be sad by then?
However, looking at the tears still hanging on Shaman's face next to him, Zhao Mingyuan felt warm in his heart. There are still people in this world who care about me and will shed tears for me.
However, Zhao Mingyuan quickly woke up when he saw the little old man Wu Ming walking up to him.
This world is still dominated by the strong.
Just because Wu Ming wanted a better and more suitable heir, Zhao Mingyuan and Gong Jiu, two people who had never met each other before, had to fight to the death under Wu Ming's design, and only one could survive.
Now that Gong Jiu is dead, he can barely accept it.
But, what if it was you who fell?
Gong Jiu, the disciple Wu Ming had trained since childhood, died in front of him, and Wu Ming didn't look sad at all.
If he died, he wouldn't even look at it.
Therefore, the world is still controlled by the strong.
I am still not strong enough to indulge in beauty, I still have to keep getting stronger!
Wu Ming came to the front, looked Zhao Mingyuan up and down carefully, and said after a long time: "You really exceeded my expectations.
Did you also use the blood-burning method?
However, it seems that you have no trouble. It's just that some of the energy and blood are severely deficient, and it just needs to be replenished.
But Gong Jiu, who also used the blood-burning method, died there and turned into a pile of rotten flesh.
It seems that not only do you have a unique physique, but you have also improved your blood-burning technique. "
Zhao Mingyuan said: "That's right. I improved the Blood-Burning Technique, combined it with the Tianzhu Rebirth Technique, and created a set of Blood-Burning Rebirth Technique. This technique no longer burns Qi and blood so quickly, and can repair body injuries. "
After hearing this, Wu Ming smiled happily and said: "Okay! Okay! I didn't misjudge you, you are even better than I expected.
Gong Jiu can only master it once he sees it, and he is good at it once he learns it.
But this is far from a genius like you who can create new paths.
My choice was indeed the right one.
From now on, you will be the young island master. "
Although Zhao Mingyuan has become wary of Wu Ming, but now that he is not strong enough, he naturally still needs to lie dormant.
Naturally, I will not and cannot refuse the benefits delivered to my door.
After that, everything calmed down again.
I don't know if it was because Lu Xiaofeng didn't cause trouble, but the whole world seemed to be quiet.
Zhao Mingyuan finally lived a stable life, spending all day reading, practicing martial arts, and spending time with his wife and concubines.
In this way, life flies by.
Over the years, Zhao Mingyuan finally read all the martial arts secrets in the Sutra Pavilion on Wuming Island.
In fact, these books are not as many as Zhao Mingyuan imagined.
At first, he was also frightened by the environment here, which looked like a modern library.
In fact, ancient books naturally do not have as many words as modern books, especially martial arts secret books.
In fact, most martial arts secret books only have a few thousand words, and those with tens of thousands of words are already very rare.
The secret book of Dugu Nine Swords is only a few thousand words, the evil sword manual is written down in a cassock, and the Great Shift of the Universe is only a roll of parchment.
After all, most of the people who practiced martial arts in ancient times were only literate, and their cultural accomplishments were naturally not very high. Many of them didn't even know the characters and just relied on word of mouth from their masters. Therefore, most martial arts secret books are good if they have a few thousand words.
In fact, most books in ancient times were like this. The so-called Book of Ten Thousand Characters is already considered a masterpiece.
Therefore, it may seem that a book is very thick, but ancient books were written with calligraphy, not modern printing. Therefore, a book actually does not contain much content, and Zhao Mingyuan was initially frightened by the room full of books.
In fact, it only took a total of more than a year for Zhao Mingyuan to read all the martial arts secrets here.
After all, there are not as many top secrets as you might imagine.
In fact, if a sect has a classic secret book, it is enough to establish a sect and pass it on.
Most of them are just ordinary martial arts, which can hardly increase Zhao Mingyuan's current strength.
At most, it's just to supplement my knowledge, or occasionally get some new skills or inspiration, which is better than nothing.
After reading these martial arts secrets, Zhao Mingyuan turned to other books in the Scripture Pavilion.
Start with Taoist canon, then move on to Buddhist scriptures, Confucian classics, works of hundreds of schools of thought, and even various books on craftsmanship, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs, and other books.
As long as Zhao Mingyuan is free, he will go to the Sutra Pavilion to read. Not only can he increase his knowledge, but sometimes he will also gain special insights.
In the blink of an eye, the three-year appointment with Ximen Chuixue was coming soon.
A letter was placed on Zhao Mingyuan's desk, and it was Ximen Chuixue who sent it.
There were only three big characters in the letter, as if carved on iron with a sword. Zhao Mingyuan understood at a glance that this was the date of the battle.
As for the location, it is up to Zhao Mingyuan to decide.
The three-year period has come, and Zhao Mingyuan couldn't help but become more motivated to fight. He wrote down the location of the fight, "Purple Mountain".
(End of chapter)
