Chapter 90: The Angry Young Master of Yanshen Palace Who Abandoned the Final Four
Volume 1: Fantasy Journey Chapter 90: The Young Master of Yanshen Palace gave up the Four-wizard Tournament and became angry
That afternoon, Yue Yingfeng and Xue Mengling arrived from the southwest alley to the central square of Fire City. However, when they arrived, they saw the crowd of onlookers dispersing in all directions.
Yue Yingfeng took a middle-aged man by the shoulder and asked, "Why are you leaving so early? Aren't you going to watch the game?"
"Hey, you just came? What a pity, what a pity!" The middle-aged man shook his head and walked away without answering Yue Yingfeng's question.
Yue Yingfeng and Xue Mengling looked at each other and had no choice but to continue walking towards the central square.
After a while, a young guy came over from the central square, looked at Yue Yingfeng and Yue Yingfeng curiously, and asked doubtfully: "Are you going to the competition platform in the central square?"
"Yeah, why did you all disperse? Isn't there another game?" Yue Yingfeng didn't expect someone to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with them, so she raised the question in her heart.
"Ah ha, you guys are late. The battle just now was really shocking, weeping ghosts and gods, heaven and earth, unique. The entire competition platform was destroyed, and the next battle was delayed..." The young man shouted excitedly.
Damn it, it seemed like I was extremely proud to be able to watch that game.
Yue Yingfeng looked a little dizzy when he saw what he said. However, he still understood that the first game was too gorgeous and ruined the competition platform.
Who are these people? Isn’t it too scary? Yue Yingfeng was horrified. It is said that the raw material used for the construction of this competition platform is Yu Baiyan, which is extremely hard. There is data that shows that Yu Baiyan is an illusionist in the late stage of Jufeng.
He was unscathed by the full blow. Although he was confident that he could cause some damage to this competition, he was not sure of destroying the entire platform. This shows how intense the first semi-final match was.
"Then we really missed the opportunity." Yue Yingfeng sighed, picked up Xue Mengling's catkin and continued to walk towards the competition platform.
"Hey, the game is over, what are you doing over there? Fire City staff are arranging workers to repair the venue, there is no use for you to go there now." The young man reminded kindly.
"Thank you, I still have friends over there." Yue Yingfeng replied to him.
As he approached the competition platform, Yueying Feng felt the aura of holy magic surrounding him extremely clearly, among which the strength of the spiritual power of gold, wood, wind and thunder unique to Qiankun Shenshi was astonishing.
At this time, Han Lanya stood silently on the edge of the competition platform, staring at the shocking giant pit in the middle of the platform, thinking about something. The Zhen sisters and Qian Xiaojun also stood behind him, silent.
"What are you doing here?" Yue Yingfeng walked towards Han Lanya and the four of them and shouted loudly from a distance.
Directly south of the competition platform, most of the twelve people on the jury have left, leaving only a few people directing the workers to repair the platform.
"You're here!" Han Lanya slowly raised his head and looked at Yueying Feng with a solemn face.
"How do you feel?" Seeing his serious expression, Yue Yingfeng knew that this battle had a great impact on him, and her heart became tense.
"If we really want to fight, I'm only 50% sure." Han Lanya responded, extending his right hand to Yue Yingfeng.
The two held their hands tightly together and silently practiced the mental formulas of holy and forbidden arts. Their whole bodies immediately exuded a faint coercion, and the air around them seemed to be distorted, with an invisible force.
The reversal of fluctuations.
In an instant, Yue Yingfeng's mind flashed to the situation of the first semifinal match this afternoon, between Ning Xiao and Hua Yunting.
Yue Yingfeng sensed the development of the battle situation, and became more and more frightened as he went to the back. When Hua Yunting used Qiankun Shenshi's golden, wood, wind and thunder attribute illusion that integrated offense and defense, her determined face was filled with a look of horror without realizing it.
He was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat appeared on his smooth forehead.
After a few minutes, Han Lanya took the initiative to let go of his hand and asked, "How do you feel?"
"So strong!" Yue Yingfeng said these two words without thinking, but she didn't know what to follow and was stunned for a while.
After a moment of silence, Yue Yingfeng sighed dejectedly and said: "I have absolutely no confidence in winning in such a battle."
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Han Lanya suddenly laughed: "Haha, so my brother's cultivation is better?"
"Fuck you, don't think that you can be a brother just because you are one year older than me. From the day you became my little brother, I have always been the boss." Yue Yingfeng pretended to look fierce and kicked him.
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"Ah, how could this be possible? My cultivation level is obviously higher and I am older, so why can't I be a brother?" Han Lanya's figure swayed, and the silver-white heavy armor worn on him hardly affected him at all.
With the speed of his movements, he easily avoided Yue Yingfeng's kick and said with a depressed tone.
When Xue Mengling, who was standing next to her, saw Yue Yingfeng and Han Lanya clasping their hands, the changing expression on Yue Yingfeng's face made her feel very distressed. Now the two brothers were laughing and joking again, and her tense heartbeats also relaxed.
. Even the pretty face of Qian Xiaojun, who was standing on the other side, showed a happy expression.
Seeing the staff coming this way, Yue Yingfeng immediately said to everyone: "We'd better go to Yanlan Villa now, this place will be blocked."
In the main hall of Yanlan Villa.
The young and handsome Seoljun was busy serving tea and water to many handsome men and beauties.
"Ya, why don't we fight tomorrow?" Yue Yingfeng suggested.
If Yue Yingfeng had made this suggestion before the first semi-finals, Han Lanya would have answered him without hesitation: We must fight.
But now after Han Lanya saw the battle between the penniless Ning Xiao and the young and stunning Hua Yunting, his heart began to waver, and his thick eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Yes, Brother Lanya, it's better not to fight. Your identity is too special. If you are evil... well, if your identity is exposed, it will definitely cause turmoil." Qian Xiaojun also advised.
"Is your name now Jiang Xiaoya?" Yue Yingfeng suddenly asked.
Han Lanya didn't understand why he asked this. She looked at him doubtfully and nodded.
"Han Lanya has disappeared in the Demon Realm. This is the information announced by Proud World Villa. Now as a member of the Qing Imperial City delegation, if your identity is exposed, I am afraid there will be a series of inappropriate repercussions for Proud World Villa." Yueying.
Feng said seriously.
Han Lanya suddenly realized that the Dark Illusionist was too terrifying in the eyes of everyone in the four continents, and the danger he brought to people was much greater than the demonic realm that everyone talked about. If his identity is really exposed, Ao Shi will
The reputation of the villa over the years will definitely be seriously affected, and it will even be attacked by many hostile forces.
Understanding this, Han Lanya finally suppressed his competitive mentality firmly in his heart. After the dinner that night, Han Lanya asked Xuejun to write a long letter for him and handed it to the Yanjia guard outside.
Submit it to the Huo Yan City jury to explain that you are giving up this battle and let Huo Yan City win unconditionally.
When Yue Yingfeng and Xue Mengling went to the backyard to enjoy their space, Han Lanya also walked up to Qian Xiaojun and sincerely invited him: "Xiaojun, do you have anything to do now? Can we go for a walk outside?"
Qian Xiaojun raised his eyes and looked around for a while, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw that the hall was empty and quiet, with only himself and Han Lanya left, he hesitated for a moment and agreed to his invitation.
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In the east of Huoyan City, in a palace inside Yanshen Palace, the third young master Fan Lin was sitting on a comfortable Taishi chair. Two maids standing behind him gently squeezed his shoulders, making him look like he was enjoying himself very much.
expression.
"Tap tap tap..." A burst of heavy footsteps outside came closer and closer. It turned out to be a flame-armored guard walking in. While he was still at the door, he knelt down inside and said loudly: "Third Young Master,
Qing Huangcheng ordered someone to send a letter, saying that it was to be handed over to the jury, but I think it would be better to tell the third young master first."
Fan Lin nodded with satisfaction and asked him to take the letter over. After reading the contents of the letter, the happy expression on Fan Lin's face gradually dissipated and was replaced by an extremely cold expression.
Fan Lin thought for a moment and set off to Tianxiong Hall where the eldest young master Fan Xiong lived.
In the hall of Tianxiong Hall, he unexpectedly saw Shen Qing, the young master of Qingyu from Motuo City. At this time, Shen Qingzheng and Fan Xiong were talking about something.
"Han Lanya has given up tomorrow's semifinals competition." Fan Lin said as he walked into the hall.
"Oh? Does Azhi know about this?" Fan Xiong asked.
Fan Lin shook his head: "I happened to see the flame-armored guard delivering the message, and that's why I first saw the letter from Han Lanya."
Fan Xiong gave him a thoughtful look, said nothing, and just took the letter from his hand.
"Shen Qing, I asked the Ming brothers to follow you and monitor Han Lanya now. I will let them have full control over you. If necessary, attack Han Lanya immediately and don't hold back." After Fan Xiong read the letter,
His face also became a little heavy. After Shen Qing accepted the order and left, he slammed the table angrily and said angrily: "￥#%@... If you mess up a series of my plans, why do you keep him?"