"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing constantly came from the arena. Xiao Wenjian had clearly forced Li Qing to the corner of the arena, and was only one step away from victory.
However, this last step seemed extremely far away. Li Qing was firmly nailed to the edge of the ring like a nail, guarding the door with the long sword in his hand. Despite Xiao Wenjian's attack, he just blocked it with one sword, and was stunned.
He couldn't take another step forward.
The two fell into a stalemate again, Xiao Wenjian was the main attacker, and Li Qing was the main defender. The two swords kept intersecting, and the crisp sound echoed in the air.
"You're like this, I'm very disappointed." Xiao Qing glanced at Xiao Qingqing, who was impatient, and said in a calm tone, "When you plot against others, you have to be mentally prepared for counterattack. It's just that you deviated from the plan. That's it.
Dejected, how can I safely entrust the Xiao family to you in the future?"
Xiao Wuqing's heart trembled, and he quickly calmed down and calmed down: "This is what father taught you."
"Besides, Jian'er hasn't lost yet." Xiao Qing saw him react and nodded with satisfaction, "Are you so unsure of your brother?"
"Since my debut, I have always felt that everything is under control, and my mood has never been as ups and downs as it is today." Xiao Qingqing smiled bitterly and said, "Today, I know that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. I really underestimated the heroes of the world in the past.
"
"You have a quick mind and high qualifications, but your character is not as tough as Jian'er." Xiao Qing said solemnly, "In today's battle, he broke out of his cocoon and turned into a butterfly. He has understood the rudiment of 'Tao', so he lost.
, this trip is already worthwhile.”
"Tao?" Xiao Qingqing asked puzzledly.
"For you now, this concept is still too far away." Xiao Qing shook his head and did not explain any more, "Usually this is an issue that only Spirit Masters will consider, and Jian'er has already touched it at this time.
'On the edge, he can be considered a genius."
"Since eldest brother is so powerful, why can Li Qing still hold on until now?" Xiao Qingqing said in surprise.
"Because at that moment, Li Qing also reached this level." Xiao Qing sighed, "It's rare to see such a genius in a hundred years, but two of them appeared at the same time. Could it be God's arrangement, not wanting Jian'er to be the only one to specialize?
Mei, do you have to arrange an opponent for him?"
"Father, in your opinion, what are the chances of eldest brother winning?" Xiao Qingqing could no longer understand the situation on the field, so he humbly asked for advice.
"Li Qing's own way seems to focus on defense. It is said that if you defend for a long time, you will lose. Jian'er's chance of winning seems to be better." Xiao Qing shook his head, "It's just that my father has never entered the Tao, and he has only a little understanding of this aspect, so he dare not
Feel free to jump to conclusions."
Xiao Qingqing stopped asking questions, and just stared at Xiao Wenjian on the ring, his eyes unblinking, as if he wanted to see something out of him.
"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!"
Nearly half an hour passed, and Xiao Wenjian's offensive continued unabated. Li Qing's eyesight had returned to clarity, his movements were becoming smoother and smoother, and he was becoming more and more able to resist Xiao Wenjian's moves.
A person as advanced as Jiu Zun has gradually realized that although Xiao Wenjian's moves are mysterious, the spiritual power contained in them is no longer as strong as before.
"Ding!"
As the two swords collided again, Li Qing remained on the defensive, but suddenly took a step forward.
Xiao Wenjian immediately took a step back, but kept attacking fiercely with the long sword in his hand.
"Ding!"
Li Qing took a step forward again, and Xiao Wenjian also took a step back with tacit understanding.
The two of them fought and fought, and unexpectedly returned to the center from the edge of the ring.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!" Master Jiu laughed and touched the stubble on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wenjian stabbed Li Qing between the eyebrows with his sword again.
However, when he raised his hands, he suddenly felt exhausted. His spiritual energy could not keep up with the movements, and halfway through the movements, he felt slightly out of shape.
He frowned and said something bad in his heart.
Facing a powerful opponent like Li Qing, he had to stay focused at all times, and he didn't even notice that the spiritual energy in his body had been exhausted unconsciously.
"Ding!"
The long sword in Li Qing's hand was still very powerful. Under the collision of the two swords, Xiao Wenjian finally couldn't hold the "Sun God Sword" in his hand. He let go and flew high into the sky, landing on the ground outside the ring with a "ding-dong" sound.
sound.
Xiao Wenjian, who lost his weapon, still did not give up. He grabbed the void with his right hand, exhausted the little spiritual power left in his body, and transformed into a dim spiritual claw in the air, grabbing Li Qing from a distance.
Li Qing smiled slightly, with a confident light in his eyes. He vibrated the long sword in his hand and stabbed it forward. The sword's body shone brightly, and his huge spiritual claws could touch the tip of the sword. It was like an egg struck from a stone, and it instantly turned into a spirit.
Powerful dust dissipates between heaven and earth.
The momentum of the sword, which easily defeated the giant spiritual claw, continued to move forward with panic and force, striking Xiao Wenjian hard on the chest.
"puff!"
Xiao Wenjian was hit head-on by this overbearing sword energy, and his heart, lungs, and meridians were all severely damaged. A burst of severe pain came, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He flew backwards and fell heavily outside the ring, his face like gold paper.
, with blood at the corner of his mouth.
His arms were shaking violently, as if he wanted to struggle to get up, but was unable to do so. He could only look at the King of Martial Arts Li Qing on the ring with unyielding eyes, a look of reluctance on his face.
Lost.
After four years of hard preparation for this battle, we still lost.
The bitter feeling couldn't stop welling up in his heart, and he wanted to shout out to vent his depression.
Regarding this result, there seemed to be many differences of opinion in the spectator seats, and there was a "buzzing" discussion.
"You are much stronger than before." Li Qing slowly came to the edge of the ring, lowered his head and looked sideways at Xiao Wenjian lying on the ground, "For a moment, I thought I was going to lose."
"What a strong spiritual power." Xiao Wenjian looked at Li Qing blankly.
"Yesterday, the spiritual power in my body was not as strong as it is now." Prince Wu glanced at Xiao Qingqing, who was about to help Xiao Wenjian get up, and said in a loud voice, "Thanks to your precious brother for poisoning me,
It was only by chance that I was able to cleanse my body and become a new person, and my spiritual power increased exponentially."
Xiao Qingwu trembled when he heard this, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He finally controlled his emotions, picked up Xiao Wen's sword and walked to the spectator seats without looking back.
Li Qing stood alone on the ring, raising the sword in his hand, his white gown gently fluttering in the breeze, as if he was a lonely god of war, peerless and independent.
Thunderous applause and cheers came from the surrounding spectator seats. In front of the emperor, no one except the Xiao family would spare their praise and admiration for this genius prince.
"I'm sorry." Facing Xiao Qing, Xiao Wenjian simply said three words.
Looking at his eldest son who was pale and weak, and his second son who was in a state of despair beside him, Xiao Qing did not blame him, but just said softly: "Let's go."
The moment he turned around, his eyes met the emperor in the distance again. This time, he read a hint of pride and sarcasm in Li Jiuye's eyes.
Several miles away from the manor, two white figures were suspended in the sky.
The clothes on the chests of the two men were embroidered with a black pattern similar to the word "卍", surrounded by blazing flames. Under the pattern, a large Chinese character "安" was embroidered.
"I didn't expect that a mere secular empire could actually give birth to two peerless geniuses." One of them sighed in admiration, "Compared to most of the disciples in our temple, they are even better."
"You can still laugh. Our plans often go wrong. If we continue like this, we really have to consider whether it is necessary to continue cooperating with the Xiao family." Another person frowned and said.
"You are wrong. The Xiao family has suffered setbacks, so they will hold on to the thighs of our temple even more tightly." Someone from before said with a smile, "If they can handle it themselves, what else do they need from us?"
"Oh? Are you planning to go down and save Xiao Qing's face?"
"How is it possible? After all, the Daqian Empire is the territory of Wendao Academy. If we interfere in secular affairs openly, we will be slapped into pulp by the saint of the Academy." The first person shook his head, "This
The Xiao family lost the game, so let’s prepare the next plan."
After that, the two figures disappeared into the sky instantly.
Looking at the lonely figures of the Xiao family and their son as they left Yuxiao Villa, everyone present felt a lot of emotion.
Soon, Li Jiuye also got up and left with Xuanyuan Wudi and others. After all, he was the emperor of the empire and was busy with government affairs. It was not easy to steal half a day to watch the contest between the two heavenly wheels.
Before leaving, Li Jiuye glanced at Zhong Wen, who was teasing and playing with three beauties, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Zhong Wen was telling Shangguan Junyi a colorful joke when he suddenly felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but shudder. He turned around and saw nothing unusual, so he couldn't help scratching his head.
"Let's go too!" Ye Qun sighed and called to Lord Ku Rong behind him.
At this moment, a white messenger bird "puff" flew into the manor, circled twice above his head, and then landed lightly on his shoulder. Its little head looked around, showing a flexible and cute attitude.
Ye Qun reached out to take the letter, spread it out and glanced at it, his expression changed drastically.
"What's the matter, boss?" Lord Ku Rong asked, his voice old and hoarse.
"Our 'Yinhuan' had hundreds of elixir strongholds all over Daqian being attacked at the same time. At least a quarter of the strongholds were burned down, and other places also suffered varying degrees of damage." Ye Qun's arms shook slightly. Trembling, he knew how much Xiao Qing attached importance to the elixir business. Once this news broke into his ears, Ye Qun could not imagine how the head of the Xiao family would react.
"Who did it?" A trace of anger flashed in Lord Ku Rong's eyes.
"I'm afraid..." Ye Qun smiled bitterly and looked at Shangguan Tong who was chatting and laughing with Prime Minister Sun Jian in the distance.
As if he felt something in his heart, Shangguan Tong also turned his eyes to the direction of Ye Qun and smiled slightly at him.
"I should have expected that if I failed to defeat the tiger, I would definitely suffer from it instead." Ye Qun rubbed his hands together and tore the letter paper in his palm to pieces.
This chapter has been completed!