Mortal Bones

After standing still, the young man in white from Xiaoyao Sect bowed politely to Liu Chuxuan and said:

"I am Liu Gu from Xiaoyao Sect, meeting the Master Liu and all the seniors."

But when he leaned forward, his toes accidentally stepped on a stone, and his ankle was twisted with a "click".

The black-faced boy at the side quickly supported Liu Gu and asked with concern:

"Liu Gu, are you okay?"

Liu Gu, blushing, waved his hands embarrassedly and said:

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll be fine soon."

The black-faced boy was relieved to see that he was fine, and then he bowed to Liu Chuxuan and others, grinned, showing his white teeth and said:

"Qi Po of Huangfeng Valley, hello to Master Liu, hello to all the seniors!"

When he said this, Qi Po suddenly put his hands on his waist, looked up at the group of demons under the edict and said:

"Please rest assured, seniors, even if I Qi Po risked my life, I would at least kill one of his demons!"

The boy was full of worldly spirit.

If it were on ordinary days, everyone on Jianping might just laugh, but today, neither they nor the people in the stands and in front of the spirit mirror could laugh.

They could not understand why the Sword Champion would select two young monks like newborn calves to participate in this sword-asking contest that concerns the survival of Zhenwu Heaven.

At this time, a monk on the stands suddenly shouted in anger:

"There are ten Demon Kings on the opposite side! Are you really going to watch the Sword Champion disregard the survival of Zhenwu Heaven and let these two trash Xuan go up to fight?"

After someone took the lead, a series of refutations began to come from the stands -

"Let these two trash get off the stage. This battle concerns the survival of Zhenwu Heaven. It must not be played like this!"

"You two, if you still have some self-awareness, get off the stage immediately!"

"Qi Po of Huangfeng Valley, Xiaoyao Sect Liu Gu, get off the stage!"

Not only these ordinary monks watching the battle, but also Qi Po and Liu Gu's respective sect masters came down to shout--

"Qi Po, come down quickly, you have just entered the Wangtian realm not long ago, the sect just wants you to come here to broaden your horizons, you must not miss the great event of Zhenwutian!"

"Qi Po, stop fooling around!"

"Liu Gu, you sickly person, don't wade into this muddy water if your disease is not cured!"

At the beginning, just facing those ordinary monks watching the battle, both Qi Po and Liu Gu behaved very calmly.

Although they were young, they had excellent concentration and didn't care about those voices at all.

Only when they heard that their respective sect masters and friends began to look down on them like outsiders, their faces changed.

The black-faced boy Qi Po pouted.

The white-faced boy Liu Gu also pouted.

The stubbornness and tenacity between their eyebrows suddenly magnified at this moment.

Then, Qi Po suddenly turned around, put his hands on his hips, and shouted at the countless questioning eyes with an extremely determined look:

"Shut up!"

When he shouted this, he used his true energy and blood, making his voice suddenly explode in the world like a lion's roar and thunder, drowning out the noisy shouts from the surrounding stands.

After drowning out the noises from the surrounding stands, Qi Po suddenly pulled out the old bronze sword on his back with a "swoosh", pointed the tip of the sword directly at the stands in front of him, and then said loudly, word by word:

"Since the sword champion list has been selected, then I, Qi Po, have the right to stand here, and no one can let me go!"

"You may have a better family background than me, Qi Po, or a higher cultivation level than me, Qi Po, but the sword in my hand is definitely harder and sharper than yours!"

"Don't you believe that I can't fight those monsters?"

"I, Qi Po, will prove it to you now!"

As he spoke, Qi Po grabbed the blade of the sword in his hand and wiped it hard.

Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Qi Po used his bloody finger to draw a talisman on his face.

Then, he opened his eyes wide, pointed his sword at the ten demons, and roared like a roar:

"If I hadn't killed a demon today, I would have died on the spot and my soul would have been scattered!"

After saying this, a blood-colored rune light suddenly enveloped Qi Po's body.

At this moment, the surrounding stands were also dead silent.

In this dead silence, Xiaoyaomen's Liu Gu also stood up at this time.

Unlike Qi Po's anger, Liu Gu just looked at the people in the stands with an arrogant face, and then said in a cold and contemptuous voice:

"A bunch of short-sighted idiots."

"Want me, Liu Gu, to leave? Dream on!"

When he said this, he stretched out his hand and hooked Qi Po's shoulder, and then continued to look at the stands in front of him with an arrogant face and said: "Why did the sword champion list choose us?"

"Is this question difficult to answer?"

When he said this, Liu Gu showed a sarcastic smile on his face, and then circulated his true energy, raised his volume, and said in a cold voice:

"That's because everyone present is a waste!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.

No one expected that this seemingly gentle boy would be so cruel when he cursed.

The people who were originally shocked by Qi Po's blood oath once again cursed wildly, and some monks even jumped off the stands and wanted to go on stage to argue with Qi Po face to face.

"Zheng!——"

“Boom!”

However, this chaos came to an abrupt end with the sound of a sword ringing from the Sword Champion List and the appearance of the sword pressure that was like a mountain collapsing.

Immediately afterwards, the Sword Champion List read out again:

“The tenth Zhenwu sword-asking person, Zhenwu casual cultivator, Gao Nu.”

After hearing this name, everyone was stunned at first, and then the wailing and angry voices of doubt once again exploded around the Jianping——

“A casual cultivator, actually a casual cultivator?”

“I’ve seen Gao Nu’s sword-asking match. He just relied on a strange summoning technique to barely enter the second round of the Sword Champion Meeting. His own strength is not even at the level of a minor success in the Sky-seeking Realm.”

“Is this Sword Champion List really going to destroy our Zhenwu?”

No matter how the cultivators on the stands around questioned and cursed, the Sword Champion List still “did its own way” and directly summoned Gao Nu from the stands to the Jianping.

After another sound of breaking through the air, the casual cultivator Gao Nu, squatting, appeared on the Jianping.

When everyone saw Gao Nu's appearance clearly, the stands around couldn't help but wail again.

They found that Gao Nu was not only a casual cultivator, but also an old casual cultivator who was over 60 years old and hunched over.

"Hey... Hey hey..."

Just as everyone wanted to persuade Gao Nu to withdraw from the sword-asking competition as before, Gao Nu, who was half squatting on the ground, suddenly covered his face with his hands and laughed strangely, repeating:

"Great, great, great..."

"Choose me, choose me, choose me..."

"Nannan, the Great Emperor Zhenwu chose me..."

Just as everyone was wondering why Gao Nu was laughing strangely, Gao Nu suddenly turned from laughing to crying.

Then, amid the creepy crying, he slowly stood up, put down his hands that were covering his face, looked up at the sword champion list in the air, and said with tears:

"Thank you, Great Emperor Zhenwu, for giving me a chance to avenge my daughter!"

When he said this, the old man with messy white hair and tears suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the Nine Abyss Ten Demons, roaring:

"Madam Gu!"

"I will cut you into pieces!"

Until then, many cultivators in the stands finally remembered--

"He... he seems... seems to be the old father of the girl who was skinned by Madam Gu!"