"Sure enough, Wenzong from Daxuan Kingdom is even better. Look at how he beat Wenzong from Dali Kingdom like he was beating his grandson."
"It would be great if I could be this powerful."
…
As the battle between Elder Chun and Elder Shen Qing entered a fierce stage, the onlookers had retreated further and further away. Stars appeared in their eyes as they looked at the magical magic flying in the sky.
The people of Dali Kingdom were very anxious at this time, because Elder Shen's situation was not good.
Although Elder Shen is a painter and cultivator and has already thrown seven or eight scrolls into the sky, he still failed to take any advantage when facing Elder Chun. Instead, Elder Chun found a flaw and launched a series of sneak attacks. Several times.
Fortunately, Elder Shen Qing had more defensive scrolls, so he was not beaten to the ground, but he was still at a disadvantage.
Elder Chun was very high-spirited at this time, and his white hair was blown by the wind as if he had used Rejoice. He stood in the sky, looked down at his opponent condescendingly and said: "Humph, old man, if you admit defeat now, I can let you go." I'll pass you by a horse, otherwise, you'll be buried in the ground!"
As soon as these words came out, the people around him were immediately shocked.
"What? Could it be that the elders of Daxuan Kingdom want to kill the elders of Dali Kingdom?"
"So domineering, is this the strength from Wenzong of Daxuan Kingdom?!"
"Now the bastards of Dali Country have really hit the wall, hahaha..."
The expressions on the faces of the literary cultivators from Dali Country became uglier than the others.
The people of Daxuan Kingdom were so arrogant that they simply did not save any face for Dali Kingdom.
Elder Shen Qing was so angry that his beard stood up, and he said angrily: "Asshole, do you think you can win against me?!"
As he spoke, Elder Shen Qing gritted his teeth and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, but in the end he put his hand into his arms.
Seeing this scene, Wang Shaotong next to him wondered: "The fight has reached this point, so why doesn't the old man from Dali Kingdom admit defeat? Now it will be over as long as he admits defeat, but why does he insist on holding on? "
Wen Liang, who was beside him, frowned and said, "Maybe he really thinks he won't lose."
"Doesn't he have any trump cards?"
Wang Shaotong's last words seemed to remind everyone.
Su Pingan's eyes immediately turned sharp and he said in surprise: "No, does that old man have a quasi-sacred weapon on him?!"
Everyone was also shocked, "What, a quasi-sacred weapon? No way?!"
But after calming down, everyone felt that this was not impossible. For the Four Kingdoms Competition, Daxuan Kingdom dispatched two King Wen and three Wenzong to guard it, so it seems that Dali Kingdom obtained a quasi-sacred weapon. I was surprised, but...it was just a discussion between the elders on both sides. Is it really worth using the 'quasi-sacred weapon'?!
Although it is not a holy weapon, the treasure that Yasheng has cultivated is not something Wenzong can easily compete with.
"This old man can't be so cruel, can he?!"
At that moment, even the other students from the liberal arts school behind them changed their expressions and swallowed hard.
It was too late, but it was so soon. Just when Elder Shen Qing was about to take his hand out of his arms, just when Wang Shaoteng and others were staring wide-eyed and holding their breath, suddenly...
"Okay, stop, this competition is over!"
Whoosh!
As the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared above everyone's heads.
Take a closer look, it's Luo Lie!
Luo Lie stood in the void, with plain clothes like clouds and white hair with silver threads. He looked ordinary, but he exuded a powerful aura.
The momentum is like a mountain or a dragon. Looking at the mountains and small mountains at a glance, it seems that the body can reach the sky.
"King Wen!"
Seeing Luo Lie appear, the movements of Elder Shen Qing's hands suddenly froze, and his eyes were momentarily absent-minded, but he immediately sensed the opponent's strength from this aura.
When King Wen was in town, all the literary cultivators bowed their heads, even Wen Zong was no exception.
After Elder Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, he immediately turned around and glanced in all directions, as if he was looking for someone. When his eyes finally glanced at the fat man in a brocade robe who was drinking tea in the distance, his expression instantly dropped.
The forehead is covered with black lines.
What are you doing? I was beaten for so long before, and I was still waiting for King Wen to come to the rescue. Finally, King Wen finally appeared, and he belonged to someone else?
Do you think I die too slowly?!
After Luo Lie arrived at the scene, his eyes only stayed on Shen Qing for a moment. Seeing the tangled look on the latter's face, he couldn't help but said: "If you don't accept it, you can take out the things in your arms and fight again. I will continue here.
"
When Shen Qing heard this, his face was shocked, "Has your trump card been seen through?"
At this moment, he was in a state of confusion, with mixed thoughts flashing rapidly through his mind.
Fight next, or not?
If we don't fight, the country of Dali will lose all face, and we will lose our own face.
But if he continues to fight, even if he has a quasi-sacred weapon in his hand, he is not sure that he can win against a strong King Wen, and the opponent is so tough, they must also have a quasi-sacred weapon, right?!
These are all Shen Qing's concerns.
The air was extremely quiet for a moment, everyone was watching Dali Kingdom's reaction closely, and many casual cultivators were faintly excited.
Today they not only saw the Wenzong battle, but even the legendary King Wen appeared. This was something they never dared to think about in the past. At most, they only heard legends, but today such big figures actually appeared here.
It was really an eye-opener for them to see it in front of them.
"Fight, if you have the guts, keep fighting and see what else the people from Dali Country can do."
"Aren't the people from Dali Country tough? If you have the guts, keep fighting!"
"Oh my god, this is King Wen, a powerful man. If we can see him take action, it will be worth it even if we kill Wen Zong of Dali Kingdom!"
After hearing those last words, everyone in Dali Country's eyes widened.
What the hell, co-authoring this isn’t your Wen Zong who doesn’t know how to feel distressed, right?!
"Okay, now that the Purple Marquis has spoken, forget about this competition. If you are still not convinced, you can leave this tone for the Four Kingdoms Competition, and then we will see who is higher and who is lower...
…”
Finally, King Wen of Dali Kingdom Chen Yue Hou Fugui spoke.
After all, he was the Marquis of Dali Country, and it was unjustifiable to watch his literary cultivator being frightened by others, so Chen Yuehou also flew to the field and stood side by side with the old Marquis Luo Lie.
Seeing that both King Wen had come forward, Shen Qing's expression changed even more when he heard that the white-haired old man was actually the legendary figure 'Zi Yihou' from hundreds of years ago.
Said: "Okay, then I will give face to the two Lord Wen Wang, and let's give it up for today. But old man Chun Changsheng, remember this for me. This account is not settled. It will be in the great competition between the Four Kingdoms. I must ask you
nice!"
This is active compromise.
When Elder Chun heard this, he sneered disdainfully and replied: "Okay, I'm waiting for you to see what your group of people can do."
"snort!"
The two sides didn't like each other, and they glared at each other again, and this farce finally came to an end.
After this incident, the people from Dali Country were not willing to stay for a long time and did not even buy supplies. A group of people directly boarded the empty boat and left in the blink of an eye.
After everyone from the Dali Kingdom left, only Su Ping'an, a group of people from the Daxuan Kingdom, and casual cultivators from various countries were left.
When the casual cultivators from the Dali Kingdom saw that all the members of their envoy were scared away, they quickly retreated without saying a word, which in turn caused a group of people from the Gale Kingdom to ridicule.
"The prodigal dog!"
"Vulnerable!"
"What the hell, bully the weak and fear the strong!"
However, when he turned around and saw that the people from Daxuan Kingdom were also staring at them eagerly, the remaining casual cultivators dispersed in a hurry.