Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 642
"The winner of the seven martial arts is eliminated, and the winner is Qingxin Martial Arts!"

When the referee's loud announcement sounded, Kuisheng was still lying under the stage in the shape of "big", with a dazed expression on his face.

After a brief silence, the audience began to burst into warm cheers.Many disciples of Qingxin Martial Arts School jumped onto the seats, throwing the water bottles in their hands into the air again and again.Although Yang Chao was the most restrained, he couldn't help but clenched his fist heavily, his face full of joy of relief.

In the next few matches, although everyone cheered like a wave, none of them could compare to the sensation of Qingxin Martial Arts Hall.Even Li Binghe, known as the "Rookie King", was overwhelmed by Ye Shuo on this day.

However, Ning Bufan and the others looked at Ye Shuo with eyes that were not only pure admiration, but worship as if looking at a miracle.

So far, they have been trembling in every match, fearing of losing. Only today, they won so easily, and they became the focus of the audience's attention.As a mortal martial arts school, they have endured the ridicule of those spiritual cultivation sects for a few days, and now they are finally completely proud!

In the final selection results, Qingxin Martial Arts Hall lived up to expectations, and Bayimen, where Li Binghe belonged, was also among them.As for the remaining selected sects, Ye Shuo didn't know much about them and didn't want to pay too much attention to them.

When the session was over, the disciples of Qingxin Martial Arts surrounded Ye Shuo, asking him about his health and vying to treat him to a good meal.Ye Shuo pushed back again and again with a smile, but he couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the crowd. Some disciples had tears in their eyes that hadn't even been wiped away, which made Ye Shuo feel a little moved despite his helplessness.

Although they are mortals, they are insignificant in the eyes of spiritual practitioners, but their pursuit and yearning for a better life are no worse than anyone else in the world.And they are so easy to satisfy, if those high and mighty people are willing to stop and pay more attention to these mortals, maybe the era of harmonious coexistence between spiritual practitioners and mortals will finally come.

Yang Chao finally came up: "Brother Ye, you really did a great job this time! You and Bufan should go back first, Qingxin and I will go to the referee to clear things up, and we will prepare a celebration banquet for you tonight."

Ye Shuo was a little confused: "What else do you need to clear up? Didn't I already win?"

After his questioning, Yang Chao's expression suddenly became a bit lonely, and he wanted to be vague, but Yang Qingxin bit his lip, looked around, and then spoke in a low voice.

"You don't know, this kind of competition has always been a channel for governments at all levels to collect money. That's why they procrastinate the competition for so long. At the beginning, you need to pay a fee to register for the competition, and you have to pay the fee after each game is won. Otherwise they won't let you in the next game.

During this period of time, the seniors in the martial arts gym have been saving money for several months in order to collect enough money to participate in the competition. Brother Bufan and the others have also used a lot of their savings.My mother and I have no other specialties, we can only weave cloth and embroider it every night, and then sell it in the market..."

When Yang Qingxin said this, Ye Shuo subconsciously glanced at her fingers.Those green onion fingers, which were originally soft and beautiful, were actually covered with a lot of blood scabs upon closer inspection.Presumably, it was caused by rushing to work while embroidering and being stabbed by needles.So during this period of time, they were always in a hurry, and they must have been running around to make up for the competition fees.

"You don't have to work so hard in the future." Looking away, Ye Shuo raised his head resolutely, "I have a little savings here, although it's not a lot, but it's not a problem to support you until you finish these few competitions." Saying that, he He had already taken out a storage bag and handed it directly to Yang Chao.

Yang Chao subconsciously refused: "How dare you, you have helped us a lot!" Ning Bufan and others also echoed, and Yang Qingxin bit her lip timidly, with a kind of expression on her face. Worries after an accident.Obviously, he was regretting that he had caused trouble to his benefactor by talking too fast.

Seeing that they were determined, Ye Shuo could only put on a straight face on purpose: "If you don't accept me, then I won't participate in the next competition."

At this point, Yang Chao could only accept it helplessly.Weighed the weight of the Lingshi in the bag, and thank you again.

In each of the following matches, Ye Shuo would deliberately show that his strength was slightly lower than that of his opponent when he entered the field, and after the official match, he would easily turn defeat into victory.In the past few days, no one could see through his true state.But the name of this weird player gradually spread among the various sects.Even Li Binghe began to pay attention to him.

One game after another, the venue of the ring is getting bigger and bigger, and the host town is getting more and more luxurious.But at the same time, the delivery fee after each promotion is getting more and more expensive.

In this way, Ye Shuo led Qingxin Martial Arts all the way to the finals.

It has to be said that although these sects are all selected from the first level, the level of the players is really about the same.The strongest person I have encountered so far is still hovering at the condensed level.A small country and a small sect, indeed, have limited achievements.Perhaps those disciples who came out of the great sect also looked at them in the Dingtian Mountain Range with this kind of perspective.

The opponent in the finals is really the enemy, but it is also Bayimen.

It is said that Li Binghe has a family behind him. Although he is not ranked in the entire spiritual world, he is already one of the best in such a small country.Therefore, at the Qi Condensation level, he can display strength far beyond the same level.And it is said that in the few days before the finals, he is desperately taking pills to make up for it.

No matter what Li Binghe could do, Ye Shuo didn't care.Even if he eats to death, can he still be promoted to the Qi cultivation level in just a few days?

As for himself, after participating in the first match, he was finally able to go to the square market to buy healing pills openly.Back in the martial arts hall, I even sat cross-legged for a long time, unfolding the power of devouring to absorb the spiritual energy, and no longer need to shy away from everyone.In daily life, besides fighting and practicing, it is probably to guide the disciples in the hall who are looking forward to it from time to time.

Under this methodical rhythm, Ye Shuo's strength gradually recovered to the strength level.At the same time, the hidden wounds in his body also tended to improve, and the next level of improvement should be much smoother than before.

On the day before the finals, Ye Shuo came to the martial arts gym as usual.Today's hall is extremely lively, a crowd of disciples gathered in a pile, discussing something with great interest.

"Have you heard? Tomorrow's match referee will be the top genius of Qianyuanzong himself!"

"Although Qianyuanzong's headquarters would send people over every last match when recruiting forces under its jurisdiction, but that top genius has always practiced in closed doors, and he has never been able to do this kind of thing. This time He will personally host, does it mean that our performance is particularly good, and the Qianyuan Zong headquarters attaches great importance to us?"

Ye Shuo snorted softly in his heart, he had had enough, no matter where he went, he couldn't escape the halo of that great genius.However, when he heard "excellent performance", he made a special trip to sit upright, waiting for everyone's eyes to turn to him again.

However, the next topic revolved around Mo Gucheng even more intensely.Everyone emptied their stomachs of gossip, saying at what age did he step into the world of spiritual cultivation, at what age did he advance to the heaven-reaching realm, and he had gone through hundreds of battles without losing a single defeat...Ye Shuo sat by the side for a long time, always being held by Everyone should be transparent.This group of people seems to have forgotten, who has been fighting for them in front of them during this period of time, so that they have today's glory?

With a heavy snort, Ye Shuo couldn't listen anymore, stood up and left quickly.

His back was quickly overwhelmed by another burst of praise for Mo Gucheng.

The day of the finals.

The match was held in the capital, the referee table in front of the ring was much longer, and many members of the royal family also arrived.This special welcome parade was obviously specially prepared for that great genius.

Standing in the crowd, Ye Shuo lacked interest.He is very clear that Mo Gucheng has always hated himself because of his younger brother. This time, he will host the competition himself, and he will probably be put on shoes again.

But today, the entire country seems to be picking on him.The more Ye Shuo didn't want to hear news about that person, the louder the screams and cheers in the square became.

The people of Mo Gucheng seem to have become the most famous people in the world all of a sudden. Not only are the people from the entire capital almost all present, but even many residents from cities and towns far and near have traveled all the way to the capital just to see The true face of that great genius.It is said that some people came to line up a few nights ago, determined to grab the best viewing position.

The atmosphere in the audience was too chaotic. Every surrounding street was crowded with enthusiastic people. In the end, even the government guards were dispatched, armed with long guns, running around the martial law. It took several hours to stabilize the order of the scene.

The fanatical worship of idols seems to make them have inexhaustible enthusiasm.Ye Shuo's side felt exhausted, and suddenly another high-decibel scream erupted from the team, and then the scream continued to expand, quickly spreading to the entire square.

At the other end of the arena, at the end of the dark crowd, Mo Gucheng, surrounded by several Qianyuanzong disciples, strode proudly.The guards beside him had to raise their spears again and again to stop the people who were rushing forward frantically.This kind of power, this kind of aura, even if the king comes personally, it is nothing more than that.

Even though he was the focus of attention, Mo Gucheng's expression remained as indifferent as before. He went straight to the referee's table, shook hands with several members of the royal family, and lifted his robes, like an emperor sitting down.Such a chic action caused the audience to erupt again.

The accompanying disciples of Qianyuanzong sat beside him, and after the representatives of the royal family members gave speeches, they took over the loudspeaker and gave a brief pre-match explanation.Mo Gucheng didn't say a word, and didn't even stop his eyes on the crowd around him.From the looks of it, the chief referee for this match is still the accompanying disciple, and Mo Gucheng is here only as a special guest.

What these people said one after another, Ye Shuo didn't even hear a word, he felt that his ears were about to be deafened by the screams around him.There are also a large number of young girls struggling to squeeze in the front row, trying to wave and shout to Mo Gucheng, hoping to attract him to look at them more.

Yang Qingxin also joined the carnival team, trying her best to stand on tiptoe and look at Mo Gucheng, her little face flushed with excitement.Ye Shuo couldn't hold back the dissatisfaction in his heart anymore, he frowned and said, "You also worship him?"

After Yang Qingxin hurriedly nodded and joined the screaming team again, Ye Shuo snorted and said angrily, "But he won't let your martial arts be promoted just because of your admiration."

Ye Shuo felt a little petty when he uttered such jealous words.

A girl who is supposed to adore herself, but now she adores her enemy here... But think about it carefully, from the perspective of hero worship, Mo Gucheng is indeed much stronger than her current self, so Yang Qingxin's performance There is nothing wrong with it.

A few words from the discussion in the audience reached Mo Gucheng's ears.

"Is he the youngest powerhouse in the Heaven-reaching Realm?"

"The youngest powerhouse at the Heaven-reaching Realm should be the Raksha Ghost Emperor. And I heard that the Raksha Ghost Emperor is also very handsome!"

Mo Gucheng's eyelids twitched a little here, and soon returned to normal.

This time he came to this remote area to host the ring, it was entirely because Shimen was worried that he would be affected by the gift last time, and wanted to give him a chance to come out and relax.Although thanking Master for his kindness... But in fact, he is fine.

If he is really so easily swayed by external objects, then it is impossible to reach such a state at this age... If someone surpasses himself, then he has to work harder, that's all.

The short explanation before the match finally came to an end. The disciple of Qianyuanzong took a deep breath and announced loudly: "This match will be played by Qingxin Martial Arts School against Bayimen!"

Ye Shuo and Li Binghe walked onto the ring from both sides. After the two bowed politely, Ye Shuo immediately turned to look at Mo Gucheng.He really wanted to know, what kind of expression would he have when he stood in front of him, the person he hated so much?
However, Mo Gucheng looked at him strangely, with that kind of absolute coldness and indifference, as if he was no different from any audience here.He seemed to have completely forgotten about the festival between them.

Ye Shuo snorted coldly in his heart.It really looks like it!

Looking up at Li Binghe, Ye Shuo also showed his strength at the condensed level.

In this game, he is not going to go all out like before.If you win too easily, you may be wronged and cheated, so let's play slowly...

On the other side, Li Binghe's spiritual power had exploded, and he rushed towards him, launching a series of offensives like lightning.

These two people were once hailed as the favorites to win the championship in the previous competitions, and the two "newcomer kings" before and after were finally going to have a formal showdown here!
While dismantling Li Binghe's offensive casually, Ye Shuo's eyes also glanced at Mo Gucheng on the referee table from time to time.For him now, it is not difficult to win this match, but the difficult thing is to win this match in front of this person!
(End of this chapter)