Shenwu Evil Emperor

Chapter 224 Critical Moments
Between the majestic Xiling Pass and the Xichuan Martial Arts Academy is a vast plain. It is winter now, and most of the area is covered with snow, but this plain is still green and grassy because it is shrouded in a faint vitality. Yin, full of vitality.

In the sky of this vast plain, with white clouds floating lazily on it, it looks extraordinarily quiet and peaceful.

In the lonely sky, a gust of strong wind suddenly appeared. Immediately, a small black spot appeared at the end of the sky. The black spot rapidly became larger, and it turned into a blue figure in the blink of an eye.

"It's about to start..." Ling Yuchen muttered to himself.

According to the original plan, when he rushed back to Xichuan Wuyuan, there was still half a day before the start of the year-end qualifying competition, allowing him to fully rest and prepare.

However, the accident before Xiling Pass not only exhausted his rest time for half a day, but also forced him to return to the Martial Academy quickly.

"It seems that every time I enter the martial arts academy, I spend my life on the run..."

Thinking of this, Ling Yuchen smiled wryly in his heart. The last time he was chased and killed by Yu Wanshan of the Heavenly Sword Sect and fled desperately, but this time he was flying desperately to participate in the year-end qualifying competition.

Although he had to hastily participate in the year-end qualifying competition due to the incident at Xiling Pass, he did not regret being able to destroy the plan of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Sky Sword Sect, this is the price you pay for chasing me and making me unable to return home!"

Not long after, the majestic and tall Xiwu Mountain appeared far away at the end of the line of sight. Seeing the outline of Xiwu Mountain, Ling Yuchen gathered all his energy and flew towards Xiwu Mountain at a faster speed.

The year-end qualifying match of Xichuan Wuyuan can be said to be a major event of Xichuan Wuyuan, which attracted quite a lot of attention.Moreover, in this qualifying competition, those figures of the martial arts academy who seldom show up on weekdays will appear.This is undoubtedly a great attraction for those martial arts disciples who regard these people as their idols and dream lovers.

Among the year-end qualifying competitions of various departments of the martial arts academy, the most attractive ones are the competitions of the martial arts department. The endless martial arts and machine-watching confrontations attract most people from the martial arts academy to watch the battles every year.

Therefore, every year, the Martial Arts Institute uses the three largest arenas in the courtyard as the competition venues for the three grades of the Martial Arts Department. Even so, some people can only stand and watch every year, but this does not affect the enthusiasm of the disciples in the slightest.

Looking from the stands, it was dark and full of human heads. Almost everyone looked excited and shouted in their mouths, cheering for the people they admired.

The huge arena is circular in shape. Around the arena, circles of stone platforms surround upwards. Sitting anywhere in the arena, you can clearly see the situation of the entire square.

At this time, a match had already started in the arena. Two figures, one blue and one white, flashed and staggered with each other. There were ferocious vitality fluctuations between advancing and retreating, causing exclamations from the surrounding stands from time to time.

After the two figures intersected dangerously again, the cyan figure stopped suddenly, and the golden light between the palms of the palms flourished, bringing up two sharp winds, which accurately imprinted on the chest of the white figure. As soon as he exhaled, he directly shocked the opponent out of the battle circle.

"Nanfeng, let me go!" In the center of the battle circle, the young man in blue smiled slightly, and cupped his hands at the young man in white.

"Lu Sheng, your strength has improved rapidly during this period of time. I can't accept it." Although he was defeated, the young man in white smiled simply, cupped his hands likewise, and immediately withdrew. .

"This round, Lu Sheng wins!"

When the referee platform announced the result of the game, Lu Sheng turned around and swept off the arena.

"Brother, you are amazing!" As soon as Lu Sheng walked to the rest area under the arena, a boy in white trotted over and said excitedly that it was Lu Hua.

"You work hard, you will never be worse than me!" After winning the game, Lu Sheng didn't have much excitement on his face, but just looked at Lu Hua indifferently.

"Brother..., I will work hard." Lu Hua lowered his head, not daring to face Lu Sheng directly, but said in a low voice.In the previous match, he didn't even survive five rounds, and was knocked out of the ring by his opponent, losing the qualification to continue the match.

"I hope so." Lu Sheng sighed in his heart. His brother's talent is not bad, but he can't devote 100% of his energy to cultivation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head. At the beginning, he thought too highly of himself and couldn't calm down to practice. If he hadn't met Ling Yuchen in the Seven Spirits Chaos Tower, he probably wouldn't have achieved what he is today.

"Brother, hasn't Ling Yuchen come back yet?" Lu Hua glanced at Lu Sheng and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Hearing this, Lu Hua sighed lowly, frowned and said, "According to what I've been with him for many days, he attaches great importance to this year-end qualifying competition, but for some reason, after mysteriously disappearing, It hasn't shown up yet."

"Now the game has started, and when it's his turn to play in a while, if he's not there yet, then..." Lu Hua said in the end, just shut up and didn't continue.

"Oh, I hope he can come back in time!" Lu Sheng smiled wryly.

While the two were whispering, another five battles ended in the arena.

When both sides of the fifth battle had all stepped down, a young man in yellow shirt rushed up and stood in the center of the arena. His body shook and he looked around proudly.

"First graders, the sixth match, Li Yunlin vs. Ling Yuchen!"

As the sound from the referee's platform fell, the noisy arena became much quieter. Countless eyes turned to the center of the arena, and then scanned the surroundings.

During this time, Ling Yuchen's name has been firmly remembered by many disciples and mentors of Xichuan Wuyuan.After all, Ling Yuchen's past experience and a series of deeds in the martial arts academy are quite eye-catching.

Killing the strong in the ancient realm with the strength of the Kunyuan realm, he was admitted to the barren land shortly after being admitted to the hospital and received 20 hospital points... Many deeds were spread among many disciples, but many disciples only heard of him by name , I didn't see the person, so when I heard this name, I was shocked and started looking for it in the venue.

Hearing the referee's announcement that Ling Yuchen would be allowed to compete on stage, Sikong Rui'er clenched her hands tightly in the stands, a little cold sweat could not help but appear on her smooth forehead, her eyes scanned the surroundings, hoping that the figure in the green shirt would appear in time.

"Ling Yuchen, it's not because he's so scared that he doesn't even dare to show his head."

In a stand with a good position, a young man in gray clothes shook his head, with a gloomy light in his eyes, and said lightly.

This gray-clothed young man was Qiu Yongsheng who was going to teach Ling Yuchen a lesson in front of Ling Yuchen's dormitory that day, and he was recognized as the strongest among the first-year disciples of Xichuan Wuyuan.

Beside Qiu Yongsheng, Qiu Yin said with a smile: "If he dares to come, my cousin will teach him a lesson."

"Hmph, even if he shows up in time, he has to go far in this qualifying competition. Li Yunlin is not weak, and just like you, he also admires Sikong Rui'er." Qiu Yongsheng said lightly.

On a high attic outside the arena, a middle-aged man in black robe held his hands behind his back, looked at the center of the arena indifferently, and said indifferently: "That kid seems to be unable to come back! It seems that you will He took it too seriously."

"You seem very happy that he can't come back in time. Is this the result you want?" Beside the middle-aged man in black robe, a hale and hearty old man said indifferently. It was Gu Qiancheng, the president of Xichuan Wuyuan .

"I don't think there is anything wrong with what I did. The chaos in the mainland is gradually rising. You can't waste your energy on some people who look good but are actually mediocre. If he can't even pass this test, I can only regret to send him It comes down to this kind of person." The middle-aged man in the black robe still said lightly.

"There are still 5 minutes before the automatic waiver." Gu Qiancheng looked at the arena and pondered.

"Don't you still expect that kid to show up in the last few minutes?" The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth curled up.

"It's not the end, everything is possible." Gu Qiancheng said indifferently.

"Heh, let's wait and see. To be honest, I hope that kid will show up. After all, he gives me a pretty good feeling." The black-robed middle-aged man smiled lightly.

After the quiet atmosphere lasted for 3 minutes in the arena, there were some whispers, some of them were disappointed that Ling Yuchen did not show up, and more of them were mocking and ridiculing Ling Yuchen.

"Brother Ling, where have you been and why haven't you shown yourself?" In the stands, Sikong Rui'er frowned and murmured.

Soon, 4 minutes passed, and the referees on the referee table began to count the time.

At this moment, on the attic, Gu Qiancheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the distant sky, with two brilliant lights shining in his eyes.

The middle-aged man in the black robe also felt something, following Gu Qiancheng's gaze, with a playful look on his face, he said with a faint smile, "You're actually back."

"call out!"

While everyone was discussing, a piercing sound suddenly sounded above the arena, attracting everyone's attention.

With the sound of breaking through the sky, a cyan figure suddenly descended from the sky, and landed squarely in the center of the arena, shaking the hard ground under his feet into a cloud of dust and surrounding a small area.

"who is it?"

Staring at the cyan figure that quickly fell on the stage, the young man in yellow shirt named Li Yunlin shouted coldly.

Sikong Rui'er stared fixedly at the dust-covered area, with an unconcealable excitement on her pretty face, "Brother Ling is back!"

Under the gaze of countless gazes, the cyan figure surrounded by dust could be vaguely seen. He waved his hand lightly, and a gust of wind swept out, blowing away all the surrounding dust, and the figure gradually revealed its true face .

"Ling Yuchen, a first-year disciple of the Martial Academy!"

The young man in green shirt raised his head slightly, and said in a calm voice, the voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderbolt, which exploded in the ears of everyone in the arena.

(End of this chapter)