Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 941 Selected
The practitioners who were originally filled with righteous indignation by the altar suddenly became excited.

It can be said that it is the long-cherished wish of many young people to teach these Xirong people a lesson on the spot.

"But who do you choose?"

However, accompanied by a voice of questioning who did not know who spoke, the crowd suddenly fell silent again.

The young practitioners looked around, with hesitant expressions, eager to try but hesitant to speak.

The Dachaohui is an occasion for practitioners from all over the world to show their faces, and everyone came prepared today.If he can fight against the Xirong people as a representative of the six nations, this is indeed a chance to show off the most.

but……

Gun hit the bird.

If you can win, it will be a great honor, but if you lose, you will be the sinner of the Six Kingdoms.

The pressure of representing the six nations on stage under the watchful eyes of the public alone makes the legs of practitioners with lower realms weak.

But looking around at the long-established cultivators in the crowd, most of the cultivators still looked calm.

Just because the stepchildren of the Six Kingdoms and the Six Princes of the Warring States Period are both present, this matter cannot be done by ordinary people at all.

"I'm afraid it was picked from the stepson? Which country is it?"

"There are Chunhuajun Fenghuajun and the others here! Is it Chunhuajun or Fenghuajun?"

Sensing that many practitioners were staring at him, Ji Jiashu's expression was a little subtle.

But he wasn't worried. Those present today were all masters, and he wasn't necessarily the strongest among them. Even if he was selected, he still had the responsibility.

The only person he worries about is one person.

Ji Jiashu looked at Ying Baoyue beside him.To be honest, with so many rank fives, no matter what, it was impossible to choose her, but for some reason, his heart was pounding.

It started dancing when Xi Rong proposed to compete in martial arts.

But no matter what, on such an important occasion, the candidate must be decided by the person with the most distinguished status present.

The teenagers in the audience all looked at Zhao Muren on the high stage.

Zhao Muren stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back, his expression difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, and the silent officials around him became active at this moment, speaking one after another.

"Your Majesty, I think Chunhua Jun is more suitable..."

"I heard that the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty is also very powerful..."

However, Zhao Muren remained silent.

"Why?" Chunyu Ye smiled, "Given the vastness of the Six Kingdoms, the King of Soochow can't pick anyone out?"

"Arrogant boy," Zhao Muren snorted softly, and said calmly, "Since you are waiting to be presumptuous on our Soochow land, it is natural that Soochow people will teach you a lesson."

The ministers around who spoke up danced happily, but Zhao Muren knew who the most suitable candidate was when he heard the provocation.

He just didn't want to put all the pressure on that person.

But what can we do now?

Zhao Muren looked at the figure guarding the altar with a sword under the altar with a complicated expression, closed his eyes and spoke.

"Since Ghost Huajun wants to compete, Ah Ji, come here."

Hearing this, Li Ji's shoulders trembled slightly, and he turned around, but before he could move, Chun Yuye suddenly interrupted him with a cold face.

"No."

"Huh?" Zhao Muren frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The people of Xirong can accept the competition, but Mr. Zhaohua is not allowed to participate," Chunyuye stared at Li Ji with a gloomy expression. "If Xiaowang is not mistaken, Mr. Zhaohua was originally a practitioner of the heavenly rank, right? Xiaowang didn't bring the sky. Doesn't the King of Soochow think it's unfair?"

Zhao Muren laughed, "Mr. Zhaohua has sealed the acupoints with golden needles, and his realm has fallen below the heavenly rank. Why is it unfair?"

"Besides, just now the Xirong people let everyone choose freely, but now they are afraid?" He sneered, "I never heard that there are restrictions on the selection of candidates in the competition, is this fair?"

The practitioners around laughed.

Although Chunyuye was young, he was not motivated. Looking at Zhao Muren, the young man suddenly smiled.

"Of course it's fair, because if Jun Zhaohua doesn't participate, then Xiao Wang won't either."

Zhao Muren was stunned, and the practitioners around him were also stunned when they heard the words, each secretly delighted.

Chunyuye's refusal to participate was beyond everyone's expectations.

"If Ghost Huajun doesn't participate, I haven't heard of any other masters among the younger generation of Xirong..."

"There is no Mr. Zhaohua, and there are so many people on our side! This time we will definitely win!"

People around looked excited, but Zhao Muren's face was not good-looking.It's a sure thing to win, and it's not easy for him to choose someone now.

Since Chunyuye said he would not participate, if he chooses the Sixth Prince of the Warring States Period, even if he wins, it will be invincible.

"It seems that the King of Soochow understands what Xiao Wang means." Chunyu Ye smiled slightly, showing full cunning, "The middle-level ceremony has not officially started yet, but it is just a small discussion for the fun of the ceremony. Xiao Wang thinks that we These six sons of the Warring States Period should not participate."

This was said by the Xirong people, but it does make sense.

The practitioners around nodded secretly.

The middle-level ceremony has not yet started, the highest combat powers are fighting first, what else is there to watch?If ordinary people like them are hit, how can they have the strength to participate in the grand ceremony?
Murong Feixing heaved a sigh of relief, but Ji Jiashu did not relax.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't detect the true meaning of the Xirong people.

"Then who is Xi Rong planning to send out?" Zhao Muren asked, staring at Chunyu Ye coldly.

All the practitioners immediately looked at Xirong's team, and began to secretly distinguish the realm of the people among them.

"Our Xirong representative has been selected long ago."

But before everyone realized it, Chunyuye raised his hand and patted the shoulder of a skinny young man beside him, with a casual attitude, "Ayan, you go."

Seeing the boy wearing a mask, Ying Baoyue's eyes moved slightly.

Zhao Muren took a closer look, and saw that he was a very thin young man, wearing a mask to reveal his appearance, although he looked inconspicuous, but since Chunyuye chose him on such an occasion, then this person must not be a good person.

"What's this person's name?" Zhao Muren narrowed his eyes.

"He Lianyan," Chunyu Ye said with a casual smile, "Our candidates have been selected, now it's your turn."

"Then I will choose..." Since the Sixth Young Master of the Warring States Period cannot be selected, we can only find the strongest among the practitioners present.

Zhao Muren's eyes moved slowly across the audience, stopped at some famous people and was about to speak, but Li Ji looked back at him and shook his head slightly.

With warning and apprehension in that look, Zhao Mu's heart skipped a beat.

Although he didn't say that he could communicate with this kid, he could understand what he meant.

Shaking his head to stop.

So Li Ji means...

Can't choose the strong?
Zhao Muren knew that Li Ji had been to the Northern Wei Dynasty and had contact with the Xirong people, not to mention that he never missed anything in terms of practice.Zhao Muren had no choice but to swallow the candidate he had just thought of.

But this time the selection of candidates is even more difficult. You can't choose the strong... so how else can you choose?
The middle-level ceremony has not yet been compared, and Zhao Muren actually doesn't understand the strength of the young strong men, so he can't choose the strongest one, so the rumored stronger ones who are similar in strength to Ji Jiashu and others can't be chosen.

Zhao Muren frowned into a knot, his gaze swept away from the practitioners lined up under the altar, and when he glanced at one person, the man's gaze suddenly stopped.

When he realized that Zhao Muren's gaze had actually stopped on Ying Baoyue, Ji Jiashu's heart started beating wildly.

He knows it!

But what's going on?

Ji Jiashu has some doubts about life.

There's no way it's her turn!

Sensing that Zhao Muren's eyes stayed a little long, there was a commotion among the practitioners.

But at this moment, a woman's loud voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

"King of Eastern Wu, my little girl has the courage to recommend herself and is willing to represent the six kingdoms in battle!"

(End of this chapter)