Everyone was quietly waiting for the person who would advance to the next round. In fact, they already knew the answer in their hearts...
At this moment, Feng Qingyang was sitting quietly at the desk, with deep affection still lingering on his face. At this moment, he looked so tender and affectionate.
After a stick of incense burned out, there was still no sound of the announcement of the result from the warship. Everyone was confused, but still waited patiently. After all, this was a clash of three geniuses, and it would only happen once in countless years!
Feng Qingyang's eyes were filled with tenderness, as if the result of the so-called written test was no longer so important, and the conspiracy in his heart was no longer so important. What was important was to rely on himself to wake up Xiao Zhu, wake up Jiu Huang, and break the zombie curse.
At this moment, he even had the idea of giving up. When he saw Qian Duoduo crying with a red face on the battleship, he couldn't bear it in his heart. After all, she was the most innocent person.
Moreover, judging from her look, she might have some special feelings for me. I sighed in my heart, thinking that everything would work out when the time comes.
After another stick of incense had passed, the old man in charge finally stood up. He gave Feng Qingyang a complicated look and said, "The person who has been promoted is Taixuan Lu Xun!"
“Tai Xuan Lu Xun!”
The old man's low voice echoed in the empty sky. After a brief moment of silence, the crowd suddenly erupted in an uproar.
It turned out to be Lu Xun! This was a result that no one had expected, not even Lu Xun. In terms of strength, he might have a life-and-death battle with Feng Qingyang, but in terms of talent, at that moment, he was truly convinced.
He is the number one in Taixuan, a peerless spiritual being. There are very few people who can gain his recognition. Naturally, the pride in his heart is also extremely strong, but he is impressed by Feng Qingyang's literary talent.
The song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" not only touched his heart, but also the hearts of countless cultivators present. Even the middle-aged man on the Guiyuan battleship still looked at him with admiration.
That kind of deep affection was even moving and caused strange phenomena in heaven and earth. How strong a love was needed to produce such a phenomenon
But when the result was announced, it was a result that no one could have imagined, and even countless female monks protested loudly as to why.
But the result was out, and no matter how they resisted, they were helpless.
Lu Xun was silent, Wu Zili was surprised, but Feng Qingyang was unusually silent and calm, with no fluctuation on his face. He just looked deeply at the middle-aged man and was about to turn and leave.
"The first elimination match will be selected by you two, and the eliminated ones will withdraw..." the old man looked at Feng Qingyang and Wu Zili, then sighed slightly and flew back to the Guiyuan battleship.
"The competition will last for three days, the written test will last for one day, and the remaining two days will be for the final winner. The winner will be the city lord's consort. Everyone, go away!"
Rumble! After he finished speaking, the Guiyuan battleship slowly sailed into the void and disappeared.
In the end, the crowd looked at Feng Qingyang with extremely complicated expressions, and finally sighed and slowly dispersed.
After the crowd dispersed, the light curtain covering the square flashed twice and disappeared, leaving only Fengqin Yang, Lu Xun and Wu Zili in the field.
"Congratulations, Brother Lu..." Wu Zili's eyes sparkled, and she looked at Lu Xun and bowed.
Lu Xun did not answer, but just looked at Feng Qingyang silently, and said: "I lost this battle..." After that, he stepped into the void and disappeared in a flash.
Wu Zili turned back and looked at Feng Qingyang, as if he wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say.
I still remember that when we first met, I thought he was just a tiny ant, but after a short period of time, I heard about his extraordinary power and ferocity again and again. He went from being a small zombie to becoming a top master of the young generation.
"Red Devil... Do you still remember what we said at Tiandu Peak that day?"
Wu Zili spoke slowly, his eyes still gleaming with brilliance. He exuded an aura and looked at Feng Qingyang with burning eyes.
Feng Qingyang collected his thoughts, suppressed the deep longing in his heart, looked at Wu Zili and said, "I have never forgotten it. We will know the outcome in the battle tomorrow."
Wu Zili nodded, stopped talking nonsense, turned around and flew into the void and disappeared.
At this time, Feng Qingyang was the only one left in the square. He did not leave because he wanted to stay here for a while because there was the aura of the Nine Phoenixes here.
He did not take the guqin back into the storage ring, but continued to hold it in his arms. His fingertips stroked the strings from time to time, and ripples appeared in his heart.
At this moment, he was a little confused. He had been confused since the moment Jiuhuang appeared.
He originally thought that his coming into this world was just an accident, but all signs showed that he seemed to be trapped in an invisible vortex, a whirlpool from which he could not escape.
Whether it is the mission of the zombie clan or the appearance of the Nine Phoenixes, it seems that these have already been predestined, waiting for him to unravel them one by one.
"Life is short. If it is too dull, I don't like it..." He murmured to himself, and finally put the guqin into the storage ring. The moment he turned around, his back looked particularly vicissitudes of life.
In the void, a pair of eyes stared at his back and nodded secretly, with a hint of satisfaction in their eyes...
Traveling through Guiyuan City, he had few friends around him and Lu Zhishen was nowhere to be seen. He seemed a little lonely, but he was optimistic. As the saying goes, what is meant to come will come, so just have to face it bravely.
Unconsciously, he arrived at Duobao Pavilion. When he got here, he had an idea and decided to go and see the person in charge of Duobao Pavilion, the middle-aged fat man who had given Ta Yueshang the bow.
“I wonder if Senior Qian will be surprised to see me?” After all, the news of his trip to the Huoyun Mountains had spread widely, and countless people believed that he had obtained a treasure.
As soon as he entered the pavilion, a servant came up to greet him. When he saw that it was Feng Qingyang, he was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I have heard of the Red Devil's name for a long time. I am the person in charge today. The Pavilion Master has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Feng Qingyang looked puzzled.
Seeing his expression, the servant said, "The Pavilion Master has ordered that no matter how long ago the Red Devil came, he must be informed immediately..."
Feng Qingyang nodded, and realized that was the case. But seeing that the boy was unyielding, he couldn't help but look at him twice more. Although he was young, he was already at the peak of the late Qi Refining stage.
He thought that Guiyuan City was indeed full of talented people, but he was even more confused about the details of Guiyuan City. Such a talented disciple would be considered a genius in any major sect, but here he was just a servant.
He shook his head and followed the servant forward. Soon they entered a pavilion, where they saw a middle-aged fat man sitting there, looking at him with a smile on his face.
Feng Qingyang flew up and entered the pavilion with a swish. He said respectfully, "Junior greets Senior..."
"Hahaha..." Xiangnan put down the teacup in his hand and laughed, and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time. Brother Qingyang looks so impressive now."
Feng Qingyang touched his nose, shook his clothes, and sat opposite Xiangnan. When he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Xiangnan: "Try my treasure first..."