This time it was Zhao Changhe's turn to bulge his eyes.
What are you doing, little girl? The little princess of the Cui family lowered her status to participate in the Wang family's competition? Didn't your father tell you to come with only your eyes and ears
No, even if your martial arts spirit is aroused and you want to fight with others, who can you beat
Cui Yuanyang seemed to know what he was thinking, and muttered with his neck stiff, "Can't my Cui family fight for the treasure that expands the meridians? If I can't win, at worst, I will ask for this dowry when I discuss my brother's wedding!"
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Xia Chichi twitched the corners of his mouth. It turned out to be for this reason.
Xia Chichi, who suspected his neighbor of stealing the axe, now feels that the rabbit is not fighting for treasure, but for favor.
She rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward with her sword in hand: "I will fight you, please give me your advice!"
Cui Yuanyang: “?”
Xia Chi Chi hadn't taken two steps when her collar tightened and she was grabbed back by Zhao Changhe: "Stop messing around... You said you're not hurt, but your internal energy is surging. Don't think I don't know. Stay here and regulate your breath, just in case something changes..."
Xia Chichi curled her lips and said nothing, although she felt that there should be no change in this matter.
As a result, Zhao Changhe also said: "Although I think there may be no other changes in this matter, it is really just a discussion of martial arts, a political test for the Wang family, that's all... But it's good... It allows me to see the style of Shenzhou Qianlong, especially the style of my Chi Chi."
Xia Chichi tilted her head to look at him, and Zhao Changhe's eyes were shining.
Suddenly, they both inexplicably felt like they got married first and then fell in love... Since they separated, everyone has changed so much that it was like they knew each other all over again.
This sword is so powerful and Zhao Changhe has a calm demeanor;
This sword breaks Langya, Xia Chichi, dressed in snow-white.
Is he still the same person as before
This feeling is really wonderful, even though we knew each other the earliest.
"I don't have much style." Xia Chichi said leisurely: "After all, I am itching to fight myself. I am very happy with today's battle... In fact, it's not just me. Even Wang Zhaoling is not as bad as I imagined before."
Zhao Changhe nodded. Wang Zhaoling did seem to have some martial arts aspirations awakened. His current behavior might have deviated from the family's original plan...
Xia Chichi turned to look at Cui Yuanyang in the field and smiled slightly: "And her."
Cui Yuanyang was trying to seize the treasure for Brother Zhao, but wasn't this also arousing his passion for martial arts
After being in seclusion for so many months and comprehending the purple energy of Qinghe River, he was awarded the clan's magic sword. Was it just for the sake of showing off
Of course, the purpose is to verify what you have learned in front of heroes all over the world!
Therefore, the Wang family's organization of this event really touched the hearts of many people.
At the right moment, a sound of grinding teeth could be heard from the field: "Is there any hero who can give me some advice? My feet are numb from standing so much!"
Everyone looked at each other, feeling very embarrassed.
Who the hell would come out to "challenge" a cute 15-year-old girl? Regardless of whether they win or lose, will they still have any dignity left
Cui Yuanyang's round face finally showed anger: "You don't even consider me a warrior? Then I will take the initiative to challenge you."
She paused for a moment and looked at Wang Zhaoling who was bandaging his palm: "Brother Wang, how about you and I imitate Situ and Brother Zhao in their battle, limited to the fifth level, and verify what we have gained?"
Wang Zhaoling's expression twitched: "I admit defeat."
Cui Yuanyang said nothing, but suddenly slapped him on the shoulder.
Situ Xiao, who was drinking and watching the show in the corner, suddenly had a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Wang Zhaoling's expression instantly became solemn, and he pushed with his uninjured left hand.
With a "bang", the two palms faced each other.
Because it was limited to the fifth level, this row of Tianzhenhai Palms did not have the roaring feeling of wind and clouds that it gave when it hit Xia Chichi just now, but it was still strong and violent. It felt like this delicate little girl was going to be beaten into a meat paste by one palm.
But the purple air was steaming above the slender jade hand, and the vast and long energy was wave after wave, and she was not even pushed back half a step. It was like a clear river, deep and bottomless, flowing endlessly.
It is like a great and righteous spirit that arises from one heart and permeates the mountains and rivers.
That powerful and violent palm was eliminated in the vast mountains and rivers and gradually disappeared without a trace.
"Snap!" The two palms separated, and Cui Yuanyang waved his hands, pushing Wang Zhaoling away and making him retreat half a step.
The whole audience was in an uproar.
Although Wang Zhaoling was suppressed at the fifth level, he used his left hand which he was not familiar with.
But he was actually the one at a disadvantage!
Wang Zhaoling himself was incredulous: "This..."
Cui Yuanyang said seriously: "The Book of Chaos gave Yangyang the ranking of Qianlong 99, but Yangyang actually feels that he does not deserve it. They say I am young, but in fact I have been practicing martial arts since I was old enough to understand things. It has taken me ten years to reach the fifth level today. How can I be ranked in the top 100? But I will work hard to make myself worthy."
She glanced at the onlookers, especially those whose cultivation was comparable to hers, and said word by word: "Cui Jia Yuanyang's entry into the martial arts world begins today."
Unfortunately, no matter how strong her performance was or how formal her words were, everyone remained silent and no one dared to challenge her.
Only Xia Chichi was rubbing his fists and ready to make a move, but Zhao Changhe held his sleeve tightly.
Cui Yuanyang looked around, and finally there was disappointment in his big eyes. He shook his head and said, "If no one accepts the challenge, does that mean I win?"
Wang Zhaoling sighed deeply: "You are here for the treasure of meridians as well?"
Cui Yuanyang's eyes moved, and his serious expression suddenly turned into a smile: "I can't have it?"
Wang Zhaoling said: "That is not a pill or something like that. You need to enter a place by yourself. So..."
He paused, then suddenly laughed: "After all this time, this is not a discussion of martial arts between the Hidden Dragons. It's clearly a whole family rushing in to compete with the Hidden Dragons for the treasure."
Cui Yuanyang looked up at the sky, pretending not to understand.
"It's because we have too many goals, so it's messed up." Wang Zhaoling smiled and said, "We'll discuss that later. Now, sister Yuanyang, please take a seat first and give everyone a real atmosphere for discussing martial arts, okay?"
Cui Yuanyang looked at him for a long while and 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 for any competition or contest. That was meaningless because the outcome 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 did has become a luxury.
What Wang Zhaoling said before was indeed correct. It is very difficult for people like them to hone themselves well.
But it doesn’t matter. When Yangyang struck out with that palm, Brother Zhao’s eyes had changed.
Will he no longer treat me as a child
Cui Yuanyang returned to his seat and stole a glance 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 saw Xuan Chong jump into the arena and said with a smile: "I am so excited to watch the game this time that I have to show my ugliness. Please give me some advice."
At about the same time he jumped out, someone else also jumped out, but Xuan Chong spoke first.
The two looked at each other, laughed at the same time, and bowed together: "Brother, please!"
Wang Zhaoling smiled. This competition was truly what it should be.
Although the Wang family seemed to have obtained the political declaration they wanted, Wang Zhaoling suddenly felt a little regretful. Wouldn't it be better if the competition was just a competition from the beginning
It would be great if all the charisma of Qianlong could be seen in it and the Langya Sword Contest would be talked about with great relish.
At least there wouldn't be so many jokes about breaking doors and stealing plaques, and Situ Xiao and Zhao Changhe wouldn't have taken the lead. From the beginning to the end, Wang Zhaoling was just a foil, and it was boring even if he won.
He turned to look at Zhao Changhe and suddenly said, "Brother Zhao, after watching the competition, let's go out for a walk. I have something to discuss with you."
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PS: I haven’t recovered very well from the illness a few days ago, so I took a few days off. I feel much better now, and I will try to be normal tomorrow. I am old and disabled now, alas.
(End of this chapter)