Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 317 Peak Showdown
"Are you really sure of seven days?" Zhuang Yuechan wet her handkerchief and gently wiped the scars on Song Changsheng's body, her eyes full of love.

She didn't expect that things would develop to this point. She was originally supposed to play for Luoxia City, but ended up being a finalist inexplicably.

"My injuries are not serious. The main reason is that the last blow consumed too much of my spiritual energy. Seven days is enough. I just don't know who the Golden Crow Sect will send to fight."

The original finalist of the Golden Crow Sect was Zhang Yuheng. Zhang Yuheng was defeated at the hands of a music businessman and suffered serious injuries. There was no way he could recover within a month or two, unless he ignored the future and forcibly depleted his own resources.

It is almost impossible.

Among the remaining four people, except for Xia Qingxue, whose strength is unknown, the other three should all be worse than Jin Yue. Song Changsheng is still somewhat sure.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk"

There was a knock on the door, and Song Changsheng glanced with his consciousness and found that it was Song Qingxi and Song Xianyun, and he quickly opened the door.

"Changsheng, uh, Miss Zhuang is here too?" Song Xianyun looked a little strange as he looked at the intimate actions between the two.

Song Qingxi had known about what happened between the two of them for a long time, so she wasn't too surprised, but just a little envious.

"You can just call me Yuechan." Zhuang Yuechan stood up and said gracefully.

"Okay, okay, okay, okay." Song Xianyun said the word "ok" several times in a row, with a face full of relief.

"Grandpa Twenty-One, why are you here?" Song Changsheng quickly stood up and asked the two of them to sit down.

"You represent Luoxia City in the battle, so your family will naturally come to cheer you on. You did a great job today, and you were able to defeat Jin Yue." Song Xianyun's eyes were full of pride, and the Song family showed off their face this time.

Hearing this, Song Changsheng said modestly: "It's just good luck."

"Luck is also a part of strength." Song Qingxi smiled slightly, and then said: "Uncle, Yuan Gongfeng asked us to ask you when you will return to Lingzhou, so that you can join us then."

The situation in Tuozhou was complicated, and Song Changsheng was in the limelight again. Yuan Tianshu was worried about what danger he would encounter on the way back, so he asked this question.

Song Changsheng shook his head and said: "I still need to participate in the finals before I can leave. The finals will be in seven days."

"Final?" Song Xianyun's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at the ordinary Zhuang Yuechan.

"That's right, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Niu suffered heavy losses, so I'm the only one in the finals. Don't worry, it'll be fine until the end of the match." Song Changsheng knew what they were worried about, and couldn't help but comfort them.

Song Xianyun pulled Song Changsheng aside and whispered: "If we all follow the rules, I won't worry, but you also saw today that the Golden Crow Sect and Tianmai Sect don't pay attention to the rules of the competition at all.

The finals seven days later are about the ownership of Tuozhou, and the Golden Crow Sect will definitely use any means they can. If it was a music businessman, they would still have some scruples, but if it were you, they would probably do whatever they can.

They are the direct descendants of a high-ranking sect and will never look at us seriously. Even if you die in their hands, Luoxia City will not break up with the Golden Crow Sect. "

Hearing this, Song Changsheng sighed slightly. How could he not have expected what Song Xianyun said, but he must fight this battle. Not only must he fight, but he must also win!

Although the Song family is the king and hegemon in Lingzhou, of course Lingzhou is too small and the resources are too poor to support the future development of the Song family.

But Tuozhou is different. This is an undeveloped virgin land containing rich resources. Even a small piece of land is enough for the Song family to digest for a long time.

Yes, Song Changsheng planned to use this victory to gain a base for the Song family in Tuozhou.

"No, we must find a way to reject it." Song Xianyun's attitude was very firm.

"Grandpa Twenty-One, believe me, I can handle it."

Song Changsheng is not a self-aware person. He decided to participate in the finals with sufficient confidence. Not to mention that he would definitely win, self-preservation is still not a problem.

Seeing Song Changsheng's determined look, Song Xianyun sighed quietly. He knew that Song Changsheng had already made up his mind, and even ten dragons could not pull him back from what he had made up his mind to do.

"Oh, let it go." Song Xianyun sighed, patted his shoulder, and left with Song Qingxi.

Song Changsheng and the others were struggling with the finals, and the Golden Crow Sect also had the same worries.

Zhang Yuheng's defeat deprived them of a trump card to win, and the selection for the finals became a big problem.

Du Yu, Ma Tianyi, and Chen Rulong are all in the same level in terms of strength. Anyone can be sent, but similarly, it feels unsafe to send anyone.

In addition to the three of them, there is one Xia Qingxue left. The strength of this little ancestor has always been a mystery. Not only is it unknown to the outside world, but few elders of the Golden Crow Sect know her true strength.

Logically speaking, Xia Qingxue, as the direct disciple of Master Su Ding, the number one person in Daqi cultivation world, must have extraordinary strength and is the best candidate to replace Zhang Yuheng.

However, the finals were of great importance. Without knowing the details, the elders leading the team did not dare to make rash decisions, so they had to secretly report to Bai Zimo.

Why do you say "secretly"?
Because Bai Zimo, as Jin Dan Zhenren, is one of the deputy referees of this arena competition. According to the regulations, from the beginning to the end of the competition, the participating players cannot have the slightest contact with him, otherwise it will be a violation.

Bai Zimo pondered for a moment and said, "Let Qingxue go out and let her adjust to her condition."

The Golden Crow Sect had originally prepared double insurance this time, so Bai Zimo asked Zhang Yuheng to challenge the music business. Even if he failed, there was another insurance that would not affect the finals.

This insurance is Xia Qingxue.

Bai Zimo is very aware of Xia Qingxue's strength. With her here, it is almost certain that the Golden Crow Sect will win this time.

Of course, he wouldn't want to use this insurance unless it came to the last moment...

Seven days passed by in a flash. During this period, Zhan Tianxia provided Song Changsheng with the best medical conditions. His injuries were completely healed within three days. He spent the remaining days adjusting his condition. .

When the time for the finals came, Dingyuan City was already overcrowded. Many people came here, including a one-armed swordsman and a fat man wearing golden brocade.

"We haven't seen each other for many years. Changsheng actually made such a big move and even defeated Jin Yue. It's really a surprise for us after three days apart." The little fat man wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves and rushed to the man beside him. The one-armed monk said.

"He has never been a person willing to be mediocre. There is a saying in the world of mortals. It is gold and will shine wherever it is. Immortality is like that piece of gold. Even if he is from a humble background, it cannot stop him from shining brightly."

"We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you are talking more and more like an immortal." The fat man in Jinyi smiled, and the muscles on his chubby face were trembling slightly.

"Don't just talk about us, tell us about yourself. Where have you been over the years? You don't know how much energy we have spent looking for you." The little fat man in Jinyi looked a little sad when he heard this, and sighed: "Here It’s a long story, and what I’ve experienced over the years is a bit unbelievable even to myself.”

At this moment, the front of the road was surrounded by a group of people. A tall, thin, middle-aged monk stood on a stone pier, looked around the crowd and said proudly: "Fellow Taoists, seniors, we just got Reliable news.

In today's decisive battle, the one fighting from the Jinwu Sect was Xia Qingxue, the direct disciple of Su Dingzhenren, while the one fighting from the Luoxia City side was the [Wangyue Song Clan], the contemporary clan leader and a disciple of the Great City Lord, who defeated Jin Yue seven days ago! "

As soon as these words came out, most people had expressions of surprise on their faces.

I originally thought that Luoxia City would never have any hope of winning the championship, but I didn't expect that Song Changsheng's injuries would be cured in just seven days.

If no one was optimistic about Song Changsheng at the beginning, from the moment he defeated Jin Yue, he was already on par with the music business in the hearts of the public.

"Fellow Taoists, don't miss it if you pass by. The decisive battle between the Golden Crow Sect and Luoxia City will be in an hour. If the Jinwu Sect wins, please put your spirit stones into the copper bowl on the left. If you defeat the Luoxia City, please put the spirit stones into the copper bowl on the left. Put the stone into the copper bowl on the right."

The tall and thin monk's vigorous shouts attracted many casual cultivators, including the one-armed monk and the fat man in brocade.

"The final is about immortality, so I, Mr. Zhu, must help him." As he said that, the little fat man squeezed into the crowd with gleaming eyes, and pressed all the 100,000 spiritual stones in his body. On Song Changsheng's body.

Soon, the tall and thin monk closed the deal. The total deposit of the Golden Crow Sect was as high as more than 800,000 low-grade spiritual stones, while those supporting Luoxia City only had more than 200,000 spiritual stones, a difference of nearly four times.

The little fat man pressed for 100,000 low-grade spiritual stones. If Song Changsheng wins the championship, he can get about 400,000 low-grade spiritual stones. This is already an extremely huge number.

"Are you so confident in immortality?" The one-armed swordsman looked at the gambling coupons in the little fat man's hand with some surprise on his face.

"Hey, that kid is better than anyone else. Since he participated in the finals, it means he is certain. My brother has a great chance of winning this time." The little fat man patted his chest, his words full of confidence.

The one-armed swordsman smiled knowingly, the fat man was still the same fat man as before.

The two people quickly rushed to the viewing platform. They arrived a little late, and the place was already crowded. At least tens of thousands of people came to watch this peak showdown.

In the center of the arena, the original two fine iron arenas have been removed and replaced by a wider arena with a diameter of over a thousand feet.

The old figure of the referee Lu Yuming descended from the sky, and using his magic power, he said in a deep voice: "The finals between the Golden Crow Sect and Luoxia City Arena begin now, with one person from each side competing, and the winner will gain ownership of Tuozhou.

This game is up to the mark, no one is allowed to hurt anyone's life, no one is allowed to destroy anyone's pubic area, and violators will be severely punished! "

After what happened seven days ago, it was obvious that not many people bought Lu Yuming's words, and some even sneered. After all, Jin Yue, who was the first to take the lead in breaking the rules, is still fine until now, so his words have little credibility.

Listening to the discussion around him, Lu Yuming's face looked a little ugly. He glared at Bai Yan secretly, then suppressed his anger and said: "Players from both sides come on!"

"I'm going." Song Changsheng nodded to everyone, then tapped the ground with his toes, and floated down on the ring like a swallow.

On the other side, Xia Qingxue also emerged from the crowd and landed gracefully on the ring. Her stunning appearance and cold temperament instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Song Changsheng of Luoxia City, please enlighten me." Song Changsheng slightly handed over his hand. He already knew who his opponent was, so he was not surprised to see Xia Qingxue.

While I felt happy, I secretly became more vigilant.

Fortunately, Xia Qingxue's personality is unlikely to make any tricks during the game.

What is wary of is her strength.

It is said that knowing oneself and knowing the enemy is always victorious. The information about Xia Qingxue was really well protected. Song Changsheng knew nothing about her fighting habits, her usual magical weapons, magical powers, etc., which added a bit of pressure out of thin air.

"Golden Crow Sect, Xia Qingxue." Xia Qingxue's voice was cold, and she still cherished her words like gold, making the temperature around the arena seem to have dropped several degrees.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I'm offended!" Song Changsheng's tongue exploded with spring thunder, and his body rushed out like a cannonball. He wanted to use his physical body's advantage to strike first.

Xia Qingxue's expression remained unchanged, and she softly uttered one word from her cherry lips: "Jiu!"

Countless ice cones appeared out of thin air and poured towards Song Changsheng like raindrops.

"Swish"

Ice picks instantly filled Song Changsheng's field of vision.

Song Changsheng let out a roar, his whole body filled with blood, and he suddenly swung his right fist in mid-air, making a violent explosion. The ice cones in the sky turned into crystal white powder, floating down like snowflakes.

Suddenly, Xia Qingxue's figure disappeared among the "snowflakes".

Song Changsheng felt alarm bells ringing in his heart, and he quickly used [Walking on the Snow] and [Flashing Light] to move around on the ring, but Xia Qingxue's figure was never seen.

At this moment, a slender and slender arm suddenly stretched out, wearing white silk gloves, exuding a hazy cold air.

Song Changsheng subconsciously punched out. The moment his fist came into contact with the glove, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill. It penetrated the Tianling Cap from his feet, and a layer of ice crystals appeared on his fist at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His arm shook slightly, and the ice crystals shattered inch by inch. Song Changsheng waved his sleeves and the [Shuyu Sword] turned into a stream of light and pierced Xia Qingxue's face.

Xia Qingxue did not dodge or evade. With a tap of her finger, a protective layer of ice crystals formed out of thin air. The [Shuyu Sword] penetrated it, but Xia Qingxue was nowhere to be seen.

"Chong"

Just as the [Shuyu Sword] was returning to Song Changsheng's hands, Xia Qingxue's figure appeared like a ghost, stretched out her hand with white silk gloves and grasped the Shuyu Sword.

No matter what Song Changsheng did, the [Shuyu Sword] did not move at all, and soon turned into an ice lump.

"What kind of magical weapon is this?" Song Changsheng looked ugly. Xia Qingxue was not a body refiner, but after putting on these gloves, she could directly hold the best spiritual weapons.

Moreover, the layer of ice crystals on the surface also had the effect of blocking spiritual consciousness, and he temporarily lost control of the [Book Sword].

Song Changsheng withdrew and retreated. The spirit-cutting gourd appeared in his hand, releasing blue flames...

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(End of this chapter)