Chapter 210 The Purple Mist Fills the Mountains and Rivers

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?

Cui Yuanyang seemed to know what he was thinking. He frowned 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, it turned out that was also 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 regulate 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 I saw 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.

The sword pressed against Shenhuang, and Zhao Changhe had a calm demeanor;

This sword breaks Langya, and Xia Chichi's white clothes are as white as snow.

Is he still the same person as before?

This feeling is really amazing. We 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 good as I imagined before. poor."

Zhao Changhe nodded. Wang Zhaoling did seem to have aroused some martial arts aspirations. His current performance might 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 didn't he arouse the passion for martial arts?

After spending so many months in seclusion, having penetrated the Qinghe Purple Qi, and being awarded the Zhen Clan Divine Sword, was it just for good looks?

Of course, you have to prove what you have learned in front of the heroes of the world!

Therefore, the fact that the Wang family organized this grand event really touched the hearts of many people.

The sound of grinding teeth came from the court at the right time: "Is there any hero who can teach me! My feet are numb even when I stand!"

Everyone looked at each other, very embarrassed.

Who the hell would end up "challenging" a fifteen-year-old cute little girl? No matter if she wins or loses, she still wants to lose face?

Cui Yuanyang Xiaoyuan's face finally showed anger: "You don't regard me as a warrior, do you? Then I will 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 the fifth level, and confirm the results?"

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 pushed with his uninjured left hand.

There was a "bang" sound, and the two palms faced each other.

Because it is limited to the fifth level, this row of Tianzhenhai palms does not have the roaring feeling that it gave people when they hit Xia Chichi just now, but it is still fierce and violent. It always feels like this delicate little girl is about to be slapped into flesh. The feeling of sauce.

But the purple air was steaming from the slender jade hand, and the vast and long energy was wave after wave, without even half a step being shaken back.

Like clear river water, bottomless and endlessly flowing.

It seems like a vast aura, rising from one mind, 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 to push 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: "The Cui family Yuanyang stepped into the world from today."

Unfortunately, no matter how strong her performance was or how formal she spoke, the crowd remained silent and no one had the nerve to challenge her.

Only Xia Chichi rubbed her fists and was about to move, but Zhao Changhe grabbed her sleeves tightly.

Cui Yuanyang looked around, with disappointment finally in his big eyes. 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: "Can't I?"

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: "After a long time, this is not a Qianlong martial arts debate. It is 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 also has too many goals and should be thrown into chaos." Wang Zhaoling smiled and said, "We will discuss that matter later. Now, sister Yuanyang, please sit down and let us have a real atmosphere of martial arts discussion, okay?"

Cui Yuanyang looked at him steadily for a while, then smiled brilliantly: "Okay."

She knew that Wang Zhaoling had completely understood the meaning of this place. When the Cui family wanted the "treasure", there was no need for any competition to win. It was meaningless because the country was settled.

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.

Will he stop treating 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 poked at the cakes on the table angrily, but he saw Xuanchong jumping into the field and said with a smile: "Watching the battle, the blood in my heart can't be suppressed, 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 Xuan Chong 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 was just a competition from the beginning?

It would be great if the Qianlong style is all in it, and Langya Sword Theory makes people talk about it.

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 out 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.