prosperous

Chapter 289

White Tiger Saint Luo Chenfeng, lose!

Qinglong Saint, Mo Qingjue, wins!

This game is really over, but the next game is temporarily unable to proceed.

It's very simple, the ring was destroyed, and the field was in a mess.

Although the construction of the arena is simple, it will take some time to clean up the ruins.The result of the final discussion among the judges was that the second match was scheduled for tomorrow.The competition will be held after the arena is rebuilt and everything is ready.

The contestants left, and so did the judges.

But the venue was still crowded and noisy, and at a glance, it was all people.These people are not willing to leave immediately, they are reminiscing about the previous game.In this match, many people were impressed by Mo Qingjue's demeanor.

The grace of that sword...

Bai Fenghua and the people from the Suzaku Temple went back to the post house of Zhu Yuguo.Bai Fenghua was not surprised or excited by Mo Qingjue's victory at all. In her view, everything was a matter of course.Mo Qingjue's strength is far from what he showed just now.His strength is truly unfathomable.

Back in the post hall, the prince of Zhu Yuguo said to the elder with some lingering fears: "Elder, the strength of the saints in the Qinglong Temple is so terrifying. If we face off against our saints, we will have a slight chance of winning!" negative?"

"His Royal Highness, the saint will definitely go all out. As for the result, I think that if you try your best, you will have no regrets." The Great Elder actually has no bottom in his heart, especially when he saw Mo Qingjue's shocking sword with a divine weapon.Although Bai Fenghua's strength is not weak, and what he has in his hand is the head of the divine weapon, but the opponent's strength is really strong.

"En." The prince looked at Bai Fenghua with some worry, but Bai Fenghua sat on the side with a calm face, enjoying the delicious food that Bai Zimo bought from someone who didn't know where.Such a calm attitude made the prince feel at ease.

"Your Highness, don't worry too much. I have full confidence in my precious apprentice." The voice of the second elder was full of confidence.

"Yes, what the Second Elder said is true." The prince nodded with a smile. Ever since he knew that Bai Fenghua was also a high-level alchemist, his hostility towards Bai Fenghua was much less.The kingship and the temple have been contending, but most of the time the kingship has to give up three points, which makes people in the royal family actually hostile to the temple from the bottom of their hearts.The former chief pharmacist of the imperial palace had an arrogant attitude, and it seemed that his temperament was not stable, and his origin was unknown, so he could not be wooed.But Bai Fenghua is different, she is a member of Zhu Yuguo's Dongmu, and she is also a saint of the temple.

"Didn't Big Brother say that the family is back?" Bai Fenghua ignored the matter here, but was talking about something else with Bai Zimo sadly.

"Yeah, originally the eldest brother, father, and mother might come, but it seems that Dongmu was delayed by something, so it's a pity that we can't come." Bai Zimo sighed.

"It's fine if you don't come, it's a bumpy journey, it's too tiring." Bai Fenghua said after thinking about it.Xue Rou'er's body has always been weak, and the long journey will definitely make her unable to bear it.

At the same time, in the post house of Qinghong Country.

Mo Qingjue went upstairs alone, but hurried footsteps sounded behind him.

"Lord Saint, please wait." This eager voice was a sweet female voice.

Mo Qingjue frowned slightly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.Without looking back, he said calmly, "Forgive me, Your Royal Highness, I am a little tired from the battle today. I want to rest."

"Ah?" The princess behind Mo Qingjue looked disappointed. She originally wanted to invite Mo Qingjue to Beichen Restaurant to celebrate with great interest, but she didn't expect that Mo Qingjue refused without looking back.

"Then, why not at night?" the princess asked expectantly.

"No need." Mo Qingjue just said lightly, and walked into his room, ignoring the nympho-looking princess behind him.

"Sister Huang, I told you, Lord Saint will definitely not agree. You have hit the wall so many times, why don't you give up?" A woman who looked similar to her came up behind her and said bitterly. .

"With sincerity, gold and stone are the same." The eldest princess gritted her teeth, "I believe that one day, Lord Saint will be moved by my sincerity."

The little princess shrugged her shoulders, expressing her disbelief, but her gaze was cast in the direction of Mo Qingjue's bedroom.That perfect man, today is really shocking, too breathtaking.How can you just drop the opponent in seconds like that.What's more, the other party is not a mortal, but a white tiger sage.

In the posthouse of Baixu Country, Luo Chenfeng was surrounded by a group of old men, and the old men were naturally the elders of the temple.

"Chenfeng, it doesn't matter if you lose this time..."

"Yes, it's nothing to lose this time. It's not your fault."

"Don't overthink it..."

"Actually, your strength is still very strong..."

Six old men surrounded the innermost layer, and many people surrounded the outer layer, all with worried expressions.I'm afraid that today's fiasco will cast a shadow on Luo Chenfeng's heart and make him stagnate.In fact, there are indeed many masters who thrived before encountering setbacks.But once you experience failure and cannot get rid of this shadow, you will be devastated and unable to move forward.

However, it was obvious that Luo Chenfeng would never be such a person.

He looked at the people around him who cared about him angrily and amusedly, and finally beat his chest to promise himself that the more he fought, the braver he would be, so everyone finally felt relieved and finally let him go.

Looking at the concerned faces in front of him, Luo Chenfeng felt warm in his heart.These are all his precious possessions...

On the other side, in the posthouse of Xuanyue Kingdom.

The Xuanwu sage sat cross-legged on his own bed quietly, with his eyes closed, and he kept thinking about the situation of today's station in his mind.

Mo Qingjue's victory shocked him.

Tomorrow is the duel between him and Bai Fenghua.

When that mysterious girl saw her for the first time, she didn't take her seriously.The first time I saw her, she was just an ordinary girl with an eighth-level fighting spirit. If she insisted that she was a little special, it would probably be her dark complexion.

But when I saw her again, she was subduing the artifact with scars all over her body.From that moment on, that petite and weak figure made him unable to forget.

(End of this chapter)