Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 826 The assessment is approaching
After another long wait, the door was suddenly pushed open vigorously.

"Are all the candidates here to participate in the election? I just need someone to practice with me. Is there anyone who volunteers?"

The visitor was dressed in apricot yellow long clothes, leaning lazily on the door frame.With a handsome face, a few strands of hair slanted down.A pair of flying sword eyebrows, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, and the casually sweeping gaze is full of rebelliousness and playfulness, which also adds a bit of sharpness to his already sharp-edged face.It is the young master of the Blood Cloud Hall, Sikong Sheng!
Under his strong invitation to fight, all the candidates looked at each other in blank dismay, and soon began to discuss in a low voice with horror.

"I heard that Young Master Sikong has always been indifferent when fighting with others. There are several people who practiced with him, and they were either killed or disabled!"

"Yes! Besides, this is his territory, how can we afford it..."

"What? Is there no one?" Seeing that there was no one answering for a long time, Sikong Sheng's expression darkened.

"A bunch of useless people! You don't even have the guts to do so. I don't think you guys should take part in the assessment! You won't embarrass our Blood Cloud Hall!"

Although he has made the threat quite clear, the candidates are still pushing each other and shrinking back.Anyway, everyone should not fight, and it is impossible for him to directly ask the hall master to cancel everyone's quota.But if you really fight against him... I'm afraid you really have no chance to participate in the future primary elections!

"Young master, let my subordinates practice with you." During the stalemate, Luo Chenxing suddenly stood up on his own initiative, walked all the way in front of Sikong Sheng, and bowed in salute.

Sikong Sheng looked him up and down, and sneered: "Finally a decent one came. You, come with me."

Without saying a word, Luo Chenxing followed closely behind.The rest of the candidates looked at his back and couldn't help whispering again.

"Is this kid really desperate?"

"It's fine if he seeks death himself, we will lose a competitor!"

Luo Chenxing had also heard the general idea of ​​these discussions.When those people laughed at his stupidity, he also laughed at their short-sightedness.

"Hmph, what do you know? If you want to flatter, you have to do it in the right position."

Before he entered the arena and waited, he had already obtained a lot of information from the guards.Thinking back now, the other party's earnest appearance can still clearly emerge in front of my eyes.

"This hall master, you candidates will not be able to see you. There are only two people who can decide your future."

"One is the Young Master and the other is the Blood Skeleton. However, these two have always been at odds. If you want to please, you can only choose one. Don't think that both hands will fail. When the time comes, you will be different inside and out!"

Blood Skull, he has a little understanding, he does things rigidly and rigorously, and he is not suitable for curry favor.What's more, he was ordered to investigate the death of the bloody hand during the change of Liu Yu's desperate situation. If Ye Shuo hadn't disturbed the situation and made him return home with serious injuries, he had put the matter aside for the time being. I don't know if he would see his flaws.Speaking of it, it was too late to hide. Of course, he chose to attach himself to the young master for these two people.

Sikong Sheng took him all the way to the Martial Arts Hall, where there are a large number of weapons displayed in eighteen styles.While Luo Chenxing was still amazed, Sikong Sheng hooked his toes, picked up a long knife, and stabbed straight at him with a bright blade of light.

Luo Chenxing hastily responded to the battle, the ring in his hand was shining red, weaving layers of barriers, and at the same time constantly taking advantage of the gaps to attack.

The more excited Sikong Shengyue was, the intertwined red light reflected a bloodthirsty red glow in his eyes.He changed his tricks strangely, sometimes he threw the long knife suddenly, clasped a few darts in his hand, and pulled the blood lines to the sides, congealing if there was any substance; Attack Ji stab.Coupled with the tyrannical spiritual power mixed with blood, it is quite difficult to deal with.

It can be said that his combat route does not have any mastery demeanor at all, and his path is all sinister and despicable.He used the power of a strong man and practiced the skills of a villain. Luo Chenxing also began to understand why all his previous training partners were either dead or disabled.

[Intelligence 1: To fight the young master, you must release water, but you can't release water too obviously. 】

Seeing that it was difficult to break through the opponent's line of defense, Sikong Sheng frowned, leaped back, and raised his arms at the same time, his spiritual power swept across the room, and swept up all the spears on the weapon rack, turning them into a mass of spears Hai dense forest suddenly pressed down.

Luo Chenxing took his time and raised the ring, a large swath of blood intertwined and turned into an indestructible shield.The surging energy wave shook several long spears and flew back backwards, with even more momentum.During this time, Luo Chenxing waved the ring again, layers of blood light covered the gun body, and there were strings of blood light bullets, mixed in and out of the gun rain.

Although the opponent is at the ninth stage of Huaqi, and I only have the fourth stage of Huaqi, it can be seen from a short fight that his realm was forcibly piled up entirely with resources. beat him...

Maybe, he was just too immersed in the thrill of crushing his opponents, but he didn't know that what he was facing was just sparring partners who deliberately let go of water——

Dense spears whizzed back and forth in the room, Sikong Sheng shot several darts, jumped up, turned over and stepped on the two interlaced spears, and his hands also formed seals at the same time.

"The blood god appears!"

Behind him, a blood dragon emerged with its head raised and howling.The blood light all over his body filled like mist, gradually covering his body.Under the boost of blood energy, his spiritual power surged again, and he was faintly approaching the realm of Qizong.

Luo Chenxing's eyes narrowed slightly.Sure enough, besides possessing massive cultivation resources, the most difficult thing for the children of these powerful forces is the endless emergence of high-level spiritual skills... It seems that it is necessary to be more serious——

……

This battle lasted for two hours.

Sikong Sheng exhaled a long breath, and the blood god's coat slowly melted around his body.While tugging at the sweat-soaked underwear, the other hand rested on the forehead to fan the cool air.

"Ah, happy, happy, it's been a long time since I've been so happy!"

"You, what's your name?" The corner of his eyes swept in Luo Chenxing's direction, and Sikong Sheng's eyes were a little more appreciative.This guy is really a good training partner!Although he still lost to himself in the end, he was much more durable than those guards in the hall!

Luo Chenxing responded respectfully: "Report to the young master, Luo Chenxing belongs to Yixi Kingdom."

Sikong Sheng frowned slightly, as if he was trying to remember.

"Yixi Country... Luo Family... Oh, just a small family from that small country, right?"

On the surface, Luo Chenxing was as humble as before, but in his heart he sneered secretly: "Even a small family is a hundred times more noble than you dude!"

"Okay, I'm tired and I need to rest for a while, you can go if there's nothing else to do." Sikong Sheng turned his back to him, waved his hand behind him like chasing flies, and added: "In the next few days, you will be able to take care of yourself every day." You want to come and fight with me. I had a good time playing, so naturally your benefits are indispensable."

[Information 2: Sikong Sheng is simple-minded, but has a high opinion of himself. If you want to please him, you just need to choose what he likes to hear. 】

Luo Chenxing recalled the information in his mind, and said, "Young master, I still have something to do."

"The young master is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and my subordinates have some difficulties in cultivation. I would like to ask the young master for advice."

When he said these words, Sikong Sheng really turned around immediately with a smile on his face.

"So I want you to be my bishop? No problem! What do you not understand?"

Luo Chenxing took out the cheats that he had prepared earlier, and the questions involved happened to be what the other party was best at.This satisfied Sikong Sheng's vanity to a great extent, and he spoke clearly and logically, as if it had become his personal speech conference.

Luo Chenxing endured his self-boasting from time to time, and at the same time pretended to be extremely admired, and kept putting high hats on him.Although this method was inferior, the effect was remarkable. After only one cup of tea, Sikong Sheng was already pleasing to his eyes. He hooked his shoulders together and called him a brother.

While Luo Chenxing was overjoyed, he couldn't help but sneer secretly, as expected, if he wanted to curry favor, he had to find such a simple-minded person, who could coax him into dancing with just a few words.

About half an hour later, when Sikong Sheng was talking, a subordinate quickly walked in from the door and bowed to him.

"Young Master, the Blood Skull has left the customs. The hall wants you to go over and discuss something with you two."

Sikong Sheng's expression turned cold for an instant, and he slammed the secret book in his hand on the ground, gnashing his teeth in annoyance: "...he came out again!"

Luo Chenxing pretended to be puzzled: "Young master, is he...?"

"A very annoying person!" Sikong Sheng stood up straight, and said in a vicious voice.

……

When he came to the hall master's room, Sikong Shengdu was still drooping, and his whole body exuded a sense of resentment.

Sikong Lei, who was sitting behind the long table, seemed to be unaware, and waved to him enthusiastically: "Holy Son, this is the recommendation list I just drafted, please take a look too." Handed him a roll of roster.

Sikong Sheng reluctantly took it, glanced at it casually, and said angrily: "I don't know any of them, what's so interesting."

"If you want to ask my opinion, just one."

With a "snap", he slapped the list directly on the table, pointed his fingertips at one of the names, and poked it a few times.

"I'm not happy that this guy is also on Twitter, can you remove him?"

Sikong Lei shook his head helplessly: "Sheng'er, don't be willful. The special recommended quota is fixed. If you remove him, you will have to mention someone else. You have always been equally famous in the hall. If the quota is not evenly distributed, it will inevitably make people Question your father and I'm biased—"

Sikong Sheng turned his eyes to the sky: "If a father is not partial, is he still a real father?"

Although he had expected that there would be Huangfuli in the tweets in the hall, and he was prepared to accept it, but now his father ignored his own wishes and kept defending his opponent. After refuting a few words, it was Make him really angry.

This dispute intensified, and finally Sikong Lei was really angry, raised his hand and slapped the table heavily: "You don't have to say any more! Dad has made up his mind, and now you are going to Jiuyou Palace. With your reckless temper, you should find someone I will keep an eye on you! Li'er is the most suitable candidate! I will never remove his name!"

"Then remove my name!" Sikong Sheng roared, turned around and left in anger.

When he walked to the door, Huangfuli happened to be summoned to see him.The two met by the door, Sikong Sheng gave him a vicious look, quickened his pace, and bumped towards him on purpose.Regardless of Sikong Lei's loud scolding from behind, he slammed the door panel with his backhand and walked straight away.

Huangfuli looked at Sikong Sheng's back silently, and was replaced by the shaking door panel.With his strength, such a small act of pique would naturally not be able to cause any damage to him.He just sighed, the young master is still so capricious...

Sikong Lei was also a little embarrassed for a moment, but when he looked carefully at Huangfuli, the sullenness he had felt because of Nizi just now quickly turned into a satisfied smile.

Since destroying the training class last time, and after a short retreat, the child's strength has stabilized at the eighth stage of Qizong.This kind of level, even those children of more top powerful forces, are nothing more than that.Sure enough, he has always been the pride of Blood Cloud Hall.

"Li'er, you have your own discretion in the assessment, and I have nothing more to tell you." Sikong Lei said slowly, "I don't ask you to take the first place this time, the old man mainly hopes that when you get there By the way, you can help me take care of Sheng'er."

"Sheng'er, although he's been troubling you all the time, he doesn't have any evil intentions. He's just been spoiled by me. He only knows how to follow his own likes and dislikes in everything, and he doesn't understand the world at all..." While speaking, Sikong Lei He also shook his head again, always feeling a little melancholy about "showing off family ugliness".

"In the past, it was not a big problem for me to take care of you in the hall, but with his temperament, you will definitely suffer if you go out. This is what I suddenly thought of when I saw that child from the Luo family. You have always done things well. Very stable, with you watching him, I can rest assured."

Huangfuli bowed his hands solemnly: "Subordinates... must do their best to protect the young master!"

Sikong Lei nodded in satisfaction.

……

On the other side, Sikong Sheng returned to the Martial Arts Hall full of anger, and Luo Chenxing hurriedly greeted him.

"Young master, what's wrong with you?"

Still angry, Sikong Sheng kicked over the weapon rack in front of him: "Since you are closer to that guy than I am, then go and recognize him as your son!"

Luo Chenxing carefully comforted him: "Young master, calm down and talk to your subordinates slowly?"

Every time Sikong Sheng got angry, there were always a few dog legs around him who listened to his complaints. At this time, without thinking too much, he pulled Luo Chenxing to sit down, and directly spoke angrily.

At this time, he vaguely realized that what made him so angry might not be Huangfuli himself, but... his father's protection of him.

If my father could tell himself that tweeting him was out of help, or just to take care of his face so that he could act faithfully in the future... As long as there is a reasonable reason, I can accept it.What made him angry was that his father valued other people's feelings more than his own, that's why he was angry and spoke freely.

If there is a choice, maybe the father would prefer to have Huangfuli as his son.

This is the fear and resentment that has always been entrenched in his heart.

(End of this chapter)