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Chapter 36
Everyone was stupefied, even Jian Feiyang had a strange expression, wondering what he was doing by taking off his belt in the martial arts competition?
"This idiot son, must he pee out of fear?"

"Untie your belt? Don't you want to take off your clothes later? Do not look at evil, this lady can't look at it!"

"Don't take anything wrong, you don't have enough noodles in your house? You're just pretending to be pure."

"You want to talk too much?"

Chen Ansheng's untimely move made everyone in the venue puzzled, but this did not affect everyone's cynicism towards him.

Of course, it is more angry, angry with this dude, who has lost all the face of his country.

But Chen Ansheng looked indifferent. After taking the golden belt in his hands, he looked at Jian Feiyang and said with a smile, "Come on, let's start."

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, watch the trick!"

Jian Feiyang snorted coldly, no more ink stains, and shot out like an arrow off the string, and the blue light sword in his hand pointed straight forward, the light was dazzling, and the sword energy was sharp.

And that Chen Ansheng, as if he didn't realize it, stood there in a daze without knowing how to dodge.

"idiot!"

The eldest prince Zhao Xiuyuan, who had suffered from this sword, couldn't help but frowned and cursed.

The rest of the people also shook their heads, Jian Feiyang's speed alone made him unable to react, and he didn't know how to challenge him on stage, it was ridiculous!
Princess Qingling turned her head away, her mouth swollen and gasping.

As for the Qian Jin siblings, they sighed.

Fortunately, the gray-robed old man said that this martial arts competition did not hurt anyone's life. blame.

Seeing Jian Feiyang stabbing towards him, everyone in the arena seemed to have expected the ending, or sighed, or mocked, or gloated.

However, just when everyone thought that Jian Feiyang's sword strike would be the time when the dandy flew out backwards, something happened suddenly.

I saw Chen Ansheng, who seemed to be in a daze before, suddenly regained his senses, and threw out the golden belt in his hand.

The belt melted in the wind, and turned into a long golden rope in mid-air. Jian Fei raised his eyebrows, feeling bad, and quickly changed his sword posture to strike at the rope, but under this chop, only a bang was heard. With a sound, not only was the long golden rope not cut off in the air, but it rushed over more swiftly as if enraged.

With a swipe, the golden rope was wrapped around like a snake, and it bound Jian Feiyang in an instant, while the blue light sword in his hand was sent flying by a light pat at the end of the golden rope.

With a bang, the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Everyone's eyes widened, their mouths opened wide, and they were dumbfounded.

"I, what did I see?"

"Jian Feiyang's sword was blown away?"

"He's tied up? Can't he move? God, what's going on!"

In an instant, all kinds of exclamations sounded, and Princess Qingling opened her small mouth so much that she almost wanted to stuff a duck egg. The Qian siblings looked at each other in confusion.

As for the eldest son Zhao Li and the prince Zhao Xiuyuan, their eyes almost popped out.

"What is this? Let me go! Let me go!"

Jian Feiyang, who was bound by the golden rope, wanted to use the aura in his body to break the rope, but when he tried it, he was horrified to find that all his aura was imprisoned in the Immortal Mansion, and he couldn't use a single bit of it!
"Want to let go? All right, you admit defeat." Chen Ansheng said with a smile.

Jian Feiyang stared angrily, "You are dreaming, how could I admit defeat to you?"

"Don't admit defeat? Well, I don't care."

Chen Ansheng shrugged, and walked slowly towards Jian Feiyang, but in the next moment, a freezing cold covered his whole body, he frowned, turned around and shouted: "Your Excellency is also an old senior, use small tricks Afraid it's inappropriate?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the audience instantly focused on the gray-robed old man, and someone immediately said angrily: "Why? You don't follow the rules?"

"What did you say before, don't be shameless now?"

"Could it be that people from the Beiming Dynasty are people who cannot afford to lose?"

Although most of the rich and powerful children of the dynasty dislike the people of Beiliang, they will still choose to defend themselves in the face of national glory.

Seeing this, the old man in gray robe couldn't help but turn blue and then white, but because of his face, he had to withdraw his spiritual power, and said expressionlessly: "I'm just afraid that you will kill someone, after all, it has been agreed in advance, and besides, my apprentice will lose When it came to you, you also stopped your hands, and didn't make a killing move!"

"You don't have to worry about this, I will follow the rules."

Chen Ansheng replied indifferently, and then walked straight towards Jian Feiyang, seeing the boy's dissatisfied gaze, he shook his hands like a slap in the face.

The sound was so crisp that the whole audience was excited.

"Pretty!"

Seeing this scene, Prince Guangling almost jumped up excitedly, completely forgetting that he counted himself before, and mocked Chen Ansheng the most.

"Are you satisfied?"

Chen Ansheng looked at Jian Feiyang, raised his eyebrows and asked.

Jian Feiyang's eyes widened, and he shouted, "I don't accept it! You use magic weapon, you are despicable!"

Chen Ansheng rolled his eyes at him, "This is a martial arts competition, what can't be used? Could it be that martial arts competitions in your country are all play games, and you can only punch me?"

"Pretty well said!"

The prince of Guangling shouted again, and he was very happy to hear Chen Ansheng's words of treating his own body in his own way.

And the rest of the sons also laughed tacitly.

Jian Feiyang was so angry that his teeth chattered, but he didn't know how to refute.

Chen Ansheng smiled, and asked again: "Are you convinced?"

"Dissatisfied!"

"Dissatisfied?"

When Chen Ansheng heard this, a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly reached out and touched Jian Feiyang's chest.

This action stunned the audience. Princess Qingling in the back row opened her beautiful eyes, covered her mouth and said, "He... what is he doing?"

"Damn, the son of Beiliang won't be tired of playing with women, so it's good to have Longyang?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't say it, Jian Feiyang is quite handsome, if he is given by the prince of Beiliang..."

"Pfft...the taste is so strong, I almost dare not read it."

The people present were all top dignitaries from all over the world, and many of them had special hobbies. Seeing His Royal Highness touch the young man's chest, and then recalling his behavior of unbuttoning his belt before the fight, they immediately concluded that this His Highness has Long Yang's ambition. good.

But this is still in the martial arts competition, so I can't help it, maybe I'm too impatient, right?

A group of princes were ashamed, sighing to themselves that Chen Ansheng really deserves to be the number one dude in the dynasty, seeing is worth seeing, and now they are convinced.

And Qian Jin in the audience also said stupidly: "Sister, I finally understand why he doesn't like you anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Miss Qian stared and kicked him on the spot.

……

In fact, Chen Ansheng didn't even notice the pointing and discussion in the audience. His mind at this moment was completely focused on the red envelope in front of Jian Feiyang's chest.

As his hand covered it, the red envelope was gradually opened, and after a ray of red light flashed, densely packed writing appeared in the void.

'Fire eyes and golden eyes: you can tell your cultivation base, and you can tell the truth from the fake'.

(End of this chapter)