Chapter 297: Hidden Sword for Ten Years, Asking for a Kill
The effect of the lightless magical power dissipates.
This square in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple is once again bathed in sunlight.
Once again, everyone saw two scorching suns at the same time.
A round hanging in the distant sky, emitting endless light and heat.
Another round, hanging in front of Bob Zhao who was lying on his back.
In the distance, General Chao Yu of the Wintermute Army was holding his hands on the ground, struggling to get up.
A little further away, Xie Baoshu, who was once full of energy, was still lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The elegant bird is silent.
Although before Bao Bozhao's lightless magical power dissipated, many people had already had psychological expectations that General Chongxuan Zun would win the final victory. After all, in the previous confrontation, Xie Baoshu was defeated so simply, and the unparalleled general ghost was directly smashed.
Collapse... Zhongxuanzun always has the upper hand.
But when this moment really comes...
In addition to being shocked, it’s still shocking!
The three powerful Wailou men who were beaten up and down on the field were not some Wailou monks who made up the numbers. They were the Wailou geniuses selected by the Daqi Political Affairs Hall and prepared to be sent to the Yellow River Meeting to compete with the geniuses of other countries!
Of course, they are still very young and have not reached their peak state in the Wailou realm. They may not be as good as some older Wailou monks.
Qi State, as a powerful country in the world, was embarrassed to send the older Wailou monks to the gathering of geniuses. Like Beiya Captain Zheng Shi, a Wailou monk who could come to God at any time but deliberately suppressed his realm, how could he be in Wailou realm?
He may not be strong, but at this age, Wai Lou...how can he be called a genius?
The state of Qi naturally has the style of a great nation.
But among the three of them, Bao Bozhao, Xie Baoshu, and Chao Yu, who can say that they are not strong?
Bao Bozhao demonstrated the powerful combat power of at least three magical powers. Xie Baoshu used the magical mirror to accompany his mad singing, as well as Confucian secret techniques, and his combat power must not be underestimated. And Chao Yu's "Ten years of hiding the sword, seeking a kill", and
How many people dare to say that they can stop it?
However, they all lost.
They joined forces to besiege their opponents, but were still defeated.
Especially Zhongxuanzun, only today can we step into the realm of outer buildings!
This battle will spread throughout the world!
Nearly everyone’s eyes, either eagerly, expectantly or vigilantly, fell on the man in flowing white clothes.
And Jiang Wang, who had witnessed all the details through the red mirror, could not help but fall on the dazzling sun disk, and for some reason, his forehead hurt...
This Chong Xuan Zun really likes to hit people on the head with the sun disk!
But this battle was really exciting. Every choice in the battle was remarkable, especially the Wintermute Army Chao Yu’s "Ten Years Hiding the Sword, Seeking a Kill" and his own famous sword,
Quite a bit in common...
The Prime Minister of Da Qi did not speak any more, and most of the viewers were still immersed in shock.
So the square is quiet.
The silence lasted for a long time.
“You won.”
In front of the hovering, blazing sun disk, Bao Bozhao couldn't help but speak.
Zhong Xuanzun lowered his eyes and looked at him.
"I admit that you are more qualified to represent Qi in the Yellow River Tournament. Even I am not your opponent." Although Bao Bozhao was lying down, he said with grace: "Younger generation Wailou, I
From now on I dare not claim to be number one.”
Zhong Xuanzun looked at him quietly for a while, put his five fingers together and put away the sun disk.
At the same time, he took his feet away from Bob Zhao and silently took two steps towards the center of the square.
Bao Bozhao got up, but refused to lose heart. He looked at his back and said: "You won today, but it won't be me who is lying on the ground forever. The road ahead is long, and you and I will still have to fight in the future."
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Zhong Xuanzun did not look back, but said quietly: "I think you may have some misunderstanding. I kept you until the end, not because of how strong you are. But because I thought that my grandpa might like to see me step on you more."
It’ll look like a while.”
He had no excited expression or tone, so it seemed like he was telling the truth: "You are not qualified to compete with me."
Bob Zhao had been holding back the blood for a long time before spitting it out.
But not many people care about it.
Only the fat on Zhong Xuan Sheng's face shook. In his opinion, Zhong Xuan Zun's words were more lethal than the battle he just had.
Mr. Chongxuan did not attend the ceremony today. He rarely attends such occasions. But in today’s scene, Mr. Chongxuan’s words will definitely reach his ears.
And the old man... will definitely be very happy.
There are only two people with the surname Chongxuan on the high platform.
Even if Chongxuan Sheng had predicted it, he would hardly be in a good mood. As for Chongxuan Mingguang, the father, he was in high spirits, glancing left and right, looking at Zixiong. Finally, he stared at the square, raised his chin slightly, and half-moved.
Pursing the lips shows a person who is reserved and confident: "You are quite like a father!"
Zhong Xuansheng rolled his eyes silently, hoping that what his uncle said was the truth!
Several young eunuchs ran into the square and carried the injured person out of the square.
No one from the army, or from the Bao family, or the Xie family came to the square to see the loser's injuries.
If you are injured during the ceremony, the imperial doctor will take care of it.
Limited by etiquette...the family and friends of the injured can only visit after the ceremony.
Xie Baoshu, whose life or death was unknown, was carried away.
Chaoyu, however, raised his palms to stop the little eunuch who was about to help him. He put his hands on his knees and took a breath before standing up straight.
There was still blood on her head and face, but her eyes were calm and she did not cry out in pain.
She insisted on walking out of the square, but after taking a few steps she stopped, slowly turned back, and looked at... the handsome young man holding a sword standing tall on the edge of the square.
At that time, Jiang Wang was feeling Chao Yu's two swords over and over in his mind. The red mirror allowed him to see the details of the battle clearly, and it was these two swords that touched him the most.
Chaoyu’s sword is a straight line that divides life and death.
And the sword of the famous man who fell down was also a graceful horizontal stroke, dividing the heaven and the earth.
Chaoyu means "Ten years of hiding the sword, hoping to get one kill".
And the famous scholar Xu Fang, who was the subject of the Sword of Famous Scholars...it was eighteen years after his life was worse than death that he stabbed himself with a dagger in the Qingshi Palace, cutting his heart out and exposing his liver. This dagger directly avenged the blood.
Chao Yu's "hide the sword for ten years to get one kill" naturally has something in common with the sword of a famous man who has failed.
So Jiang Wang benefited a lot from it.
Following Chao Yu's gaze, many people also noticed Jiang Wang.
Some of the strong men even felt the hidden sword intent in this young man.
At the moment, I don’t know how to describe my mood.
…Learning swordsmanship before battle?
Jiang Wang was still struggling with the sword style, and suddenly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he looked up and saw Chao Yu, whose face was covered in blood, walking towards him.
Is this the time to call for an investigation?
Jiang Wang was a polite man, so he quickly took a step forward and said, "Thank you, General Chao, for your advice."
Chaoyu didn’t know what to answer for a while, and even forgot why he came over.
He nodded, turned around and left.
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