Chapter 210 The dense purple aura fills the rivers and mountains
This time it was Zhao Changhe's turn to bulge his eyes.
Little girl, what are you doing? The little princess of the Cui family lowered her status to participate in the Wang family's martial arts competition? Didn't your father tell you to come with only your eyes and ears?
No, even if you are inspired by martial arts, you still want to fight with someone, but who can you beat? You!
Cui Yuanyang seemed to know what he was thinking. He rubbed his neck and muttered: "Can't our Cui family compete for the treasure of expanding meridians? If we can't win, at worst, I will ask for this dowry when we discuss my brother's wedding!"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Xia Chichi twitched the corner of her mouth, and it turned out to be for this reason.
Xia Chichi, who suspected his neighbor of stealing the ax, now felt that the rabbit was not fighting for treasure, but for favor.
She smoothed her sleeves and stepped forward with her sword: "I'm going to fight you, please advise me!"
Cui Yuanyang: "?"
Xia Chichi hadn't even taken two steps when her collar was tightened and Zhao Changhe had already carried her back: "Don't make trouble... You said you're not hurt. Your inner breath is surging. Don't think I don't know. Just adjust your breath next to you." Just in case something changes..."
Xia Chichi curled her lips and stopped talking, although she felt that nothing had changed.
In the end, Zhao Changhe also said the same thing: "Although I think there may be no other changes in this matter. It is really just a debate on martial arts and a political test for the Wang family, nothing more...but it's good...let me see it." The style of Shenzhou Qianlong, especially the style of my family.”
Xia Chichi turned her head and looked at him, Zhao Changhe's eyes sparkled.
Suddenly, the two of them inexplicably felt like they were getting married first and then falling in love... Since their separation, everyone has changed so much that it feels like they have gotten to know each other again.
This sword suppresses the divine glory of Zhao Changhe, who has a calm demeanor;
This sword breaks Langya, and Xia Chichi's white clothes are as white as snow.
Are you still the same person as before?
This feeling is really amazing, we obviously know each other first.
"I don't have much charm." Xia Chi said leisurely: "After all, I have itchy hands myself. I'm very happy after today's battle... In fact, it's not just me, even Wang Zhaoling is not as bad as I thought before. ”
Zhao Changhe nodded. Wang Zhaoling did seem to have aroused some martial arts aspirations. His current performance may have deviated from the family's original plan...
Xia Chichi turned to look at Cui Yuanyang in the field and smiled slightly: "There is also her."
Cui Yuanyang was trying to seize the treasure for Brother Zhao, but why didn't he arouse the passion for martial arts?
I have been in seclusion for so many months, understood the Purple Qi of the Qinghe River, and been awarded the Divine Sword of the Zhen Clan. Is it just for good looks?
Of course it is necessary to confirm what you have learned in front of the heroes of the world!
So the Wang family's organization of this grand event really touched the hearts of many people.
The sound of grinding teeth was heard at the right time in the field: "Is there any hero who can teach me! My feet are numb even when I stand!"
Everyone looked at each other in embarrassment.
Who the **** would end up "challenging" a fifteen-year-old cute little girl? No matter whether she wins or loses, she still wants to lose face?
Cui Yuanyang's face finally showed anger: "You don't think of me as a warrior, do you? Then I take the initiative to challenge."
She paused for a moment and looked at Wang Zhaoling who was bandaging his palm: "Brother Wang, how about you and I follow the example of Situ and Brother Zhao in the battle, limited to five levels, and confirm the gains?"
Wang Zhaoling's expression twitched: "I'll just admit defeat."
Cui Yuanyang was silent and suddenly slapped him on the shoulder with a palm.
Situ Xiao, who was drinking and watching a show in the corner, suddenly had a look of surprise in his eyes.
Wang Zhaoling's expression instantly became solemn, and he waved his uninjured left hand to push.
There was a "bang" sound, and the two palms faced each other.
But the purple air was steaming from the slender jade hand, and the vast and long energy was wave after wave, without even being knocked back half a step. Like clear river water, bottomless and endlessly flowing.
It is like a vast aura, rising from one mind and filling the mountains and rivers.
That fierce and violent palm was eliminated in the Guangmiao mountains and rivers, and gradually disappeared.
“Pa!” The palms of his hands separated, and Cui Yuanyang raised his palms and pushed Wang Zhaoling away, knocking him back half a step.
The whole place was in an uproar.
Although Wang Zhaoling was suppressing at the fifth level, even though he was using his left hand that he was not used to.
But he is actually the one at a disadvantage!
Wang Zhaoling himself couldn’t believe it: “This…”
Cui Yuanyang said seriously: "The Book of Troubled Times ranked Yangyang Qianlong ninety-nine, but Yangyang actually feels that he is not worthy. You say I am young, but in fact I have been practicing martial arts since I was sensible. Today, I am only at the fifth level in ten years. Why? How can De be ranked in the top 100? But I will try my best to match it.”
She glanced at the onlookers on the side, especially those whose cultivation was comparable to hers, and said word by word: "Cui Jiayuan's entry into the world begins today."
Unfortunately, no matter how strong the performance or formal speech, the crowd remained silent and no one had the nerve to challenge her.
Only Xia Chichi was rubbing his fists and was about to move, but Zhao Changhe grabbed his sleeves tightly.
Cui Yuanyang looked around, his big eyes finally showed disappointment, he shook his head and said: "If no one accepts the challenge, am I considered the winner?"
Wang Zhaoling let out a long sigh: "Are you also here for the treasure of meridians?"
Cui Yuanyang's eyes moved, and his serious expression suddenly turned into a smile: "I can't either?"
Wang Zhaoling said: "It's not a pill or anything like that. You need to enter a place by yourself. So..."
He paused and suddenly laughed: "We've been doing this for a long time. It's not a Qianlong debate. It's clearly a whole family swarming up to grab the treasure with the Qianlong heroes."
Cui Yuanyang looked at the sky and pretended not to understand.
“My family has too many purposes and should be thrown into chaos.” Wang Zhaoling smiled and said, “We will discuss that matter later. Now, sister Yuan Yang, please sit down and let us have a real atmosphere of discussing martial arts, okay?”
Cui Yuanyang looked at him steadily for a while, then smiled brightly: "Okay."
She knew that Wang Zhaoling had completely understood the significance of this. When the Cui family wanted the "treasure", there was no need to compete for victory. It was meaningless. The country had already been decided.
It's just a pity that wanting to have a hearty battle against the enemy like Brother Zhao and Sister Xia turned out to be a luxury.
What Wang Zhaoling said before is indeed correct. It is difficult for people like them to sharpen their skills.
But it doesn't matter, Brother Zhao's eyes have changed after Yang Yang's slap.
Does he no longer treat me as a child?
Cui Yuanyang returned to his seat and peeked at Zhao Changhe's expression. Zhao Changhe had no expression and seemed to be thinking. Cui Yuanyang angrily poked at the cakes on the table, but he saw Xuanchong jumping into the field and said with a smile: "Watching the battle, I couldn't suppress the blood in my heart, so I made a fool of myself. Please enlighten me."
At about the same time as he jumped out, someone else also jumped out, but Xuanchong was the first to speak.
The two looked at each other, laughed together, and saluted in unison: "Brother, please!"
Wang Zhaoling smiled, this competition was truly what it should be.
Although the political declaration that the Wang family wanted seemed to have been obtained, Wang Zhaoling suddenly felt a little regretful. Would it have been better if the competition had been just a competition from the beginning?
At least there won’t be so many jokes about breaking down doors and stealing plaques, and the style won’t be taken advantage of by Situ Xiao and Zhao Changhe. From the beginning to the end, he, Wang Zhaoling, was just a foil, and it would be boring even if he won.
He turned to look at Zhao Changhe and suddenly heard a message: "Brother Zhao, after watching the competition, you and I can go for a walk and discuss anything we have to say."
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PS: I was ill a few days ago and haven’t recovered well these days, so I’m taking a few days off. I feel better now, and I will try to be as normal as possible tomorrow. I’m old and now I’m really disabled, ugh.
(End of this chapter)