Jiang Yushi stood quietly on the stage, with a graceful figure and a fluttering white shirt, like a fairy.
The spear in her hand stabbed Ruo Yan's chest without any bias, and then came out from his back. She raised her jade arm slightly, and actually hung this "Zhuge Thatched Cottage" disciple in the air like a banner.
"You, how can you resist?" Ruoyan's face turned pale, his expression was frightened, and he was no longer calm.
"You are not the only one in this world who possesses the secret technique." Jiang Yushi said lightly, his voice like an oriole emerging from the valley, melodious and melodious, making people enchanted.
"Spiritual skills that surpass the gold level, and this secret method that can compete with the spiritual master." Ruoyan smiled miserably and spit out a mouthful of blood, "It seems that the Jiang family has long had evil intentions and has colluded with the Holy Land."
"If you lose the battle, will you start throwing dirty water?" Jiang Yushi sneered disdainfully, "If you are like this disciple, it seems that Mr. Zhuge is probably a person with a false reputation."
"Bitch, how dare you insult Master!" Ruoyan heard this and became furious, waving his hands and feet desperately, "I'll kill you!"
However, before he could make a move, Jiang Yushi's right arm shook, spiritual power spurted out, and the surface of the silver gun suddenly glowed brightly.
"puff!"
Ruo Yan only felt a violent aura exploding in his body, as if even his internal organs were going to be shattered into dregs. Another mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his whole body stagnated and instantly withered.
With a casual wave of Jiang Yushi's hand, Ruo Yan's body separated from the barrel of the gun, flew backwards, and landed on the ground outside the ring with a "bang", motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Murong Xiu slammed the table and stood up again. The shock in her heart was simply difficult to describe in words.
In such a competition, he sat and stood, stood and sat again, and he did not know how many times he went through the cycle. The wooden chair under him made a "creep" sound under the repeated pressure of the master of the heavenly wheel.
"Hua Lao, what did she just do?" the emperor asked anxiously.
"Is this... could it be..." Hua Lao, who had always been calm and calm, couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes, and murmured, "No, it's impossible. How old is she? It should be some kind of secret method, right?"
Also shocked were the two spiritual masters Gong Jiuxiao and Qiu Tianjue.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance, as if they wanted to confirm whether the suspicion in their hearts was true from the other's eyes.
Jiang Tianhe and Jiang Yulong rushed to the rescue with all their lives, but unexpectedly the situation on the stage changed rapidly. Jiang Yushi actually defeated Ruo Yan, whose strength was comparable to that of Ling Zun. The father and son stood dumbly on the edge of the ring, Jin was not.
It's not like I retreated. I was really surprised, happy, and a little embarrassed.
The surrounding onlookers were once again in an uproar and were talking a lot.
"We actually won again!"
"One wears six! Miss Jiang's strength is so terrifying!"
"Master Ruoyan's momentum just now almost scared me to death. I thought he was a peerless boss. How come he was defeated so easily in a fight?"
"It seems to be a silver-like pewter spearhead, and its strength cannot stand up to scrutiny."
"Miss Jiang is indeed the reincarnation of the God of War and the God of War. With a genius like her in our Fulong Empire, why worry about not being able to dominate the world!"
"I want to go back and offer her portrait, and ask Miss Jiang to help me break through to the fifth level of the human wheel!"
"Tell me, Miss Jiang is tired after fighting for so long. If I go up to challenge her now, is there any hope that I can get an advantage and win the beauty back..."
"Did you do it?" Ye Qinglian glanced at Zhong Wen, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, "As long as she is a beautiful girl, no matter what her identity is, will you dig out your heart and soul?"
"Sister Qinglian, don't worry, I just helped silly girl a little bit." Zhong Wen quickly defended, "She doesn't know my abilities."
"It's just a matter of time." Ye Qinglian sneered and said nothing.
Zhong Wen scratched his head in embarrassment and just laughed along, feeling guilty and not knowing how to explain it.
"Master Tie, if there is no one else..." Jiang Yushi, who was on the stage, turned around and asked Tie Que, "Can the competition be over?"
"This..." Tie Que didn't expect that so many talented Junyan would be penetrated by Jiang Yushi alone. He hesitated for a moment, wanting to deny it, but couldn't find any reason, so he had to secretly glance at Murong above the imperial city.
show.
Suddenly, Murong Xiu's face showed a look of determination, and her right hand gently pressed on the rounded corner of the armrest of the wooden chair.
"Master Tie, Qi is not talented and is willing to give it a try!"
Suddenly a loud and deep voice came from above.
Everyone looked up and saw a tall figure standing in the air, with regular features, slightly dark skin, and light blue robes fluttering in the wind. He turned out to be a spiritual leader who could fly.
This man looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, but there was a sense of vicissitudes in his eyes. His actual age was obviously not consistent with his appearance.
"Master Qi!" Tieque exclaimed, "Do you also want to marry Miss Jiang?"
"Not bad." The spiritual leader in the sky looked calm and nodded without blushing.
There was an explosion in the spectator seats. Many dignitaries in the imperial capital originally planned to just watch the fun and socialize with each other. However, unexpectedly, the competition kept turning around and surprising everyone, making everyone present think, "I'm glad I didn't miss it."
"The idea.
"It's him!" Qiu Tianlong looked at the man in the sky and blurted out.
"Old enemy, who is he?" Zhong Wen asked curiously.
"His name is Qi Weifeng, and he is one of the nation-protecting spiritual masters of the Fulong Empire." Qiu Tianlong replied slowly, "He should also be the youngest spiritual master in the entire empire."
"Oh? How young?" Zhong Wen immediately became interested after hearing this.
"This... the so-called youth of my subordinates is only compared to ordinary spiritual masters. The peerless talents like Lord and Miss Ye are naturally not included in it." Qiu Tianlong showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, "Although Qi Weifeng
He’s not very old, he should be over seventy this year.”
"Seventy? You still want to marry a silly girl in her twenties?" Zhong Wen complained with a strange expression, "Isn't this an old cow eating young grass?"
The corners of Qiu Tianlong's mouth twitched slightly. As a centenarian, he suddenly didn't want to speak.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yushi, who was above the ring, also made similar remarks: "Uncle Qi, you are an elder, so don't make fun of Yushi."
"Miss Yu Shi, I am not joking." Qi Weifeng said seriously, "Although Qi is a little older, he is still alone and has never married a wife. Moreover, once a cultivator reaches the realm of spiritual master, he will have a life span of three hundred years.
What does the age gap between you and me mean?"
Jiang Yu's poem: "..."
Qi Weifeng's serious look left her speechless, and she didn't know how to refute him for a moment.
"Master Tie, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Jiang Tianhe, who was standing by the ring, frowned and protested to Tie Que, "We, the daughters of the Jiang family, are not worried about getting married. There is no way we can find someone three times the age difference.
That’s it?”
"This..." Although Tie Que was Murong Xiu's confidant, he also felt that Qi Weifeng's move was ridiculous and couldn't help but look above the imperial city again.
The emperor sat firmly on the sandalwood chair, his face expressionless, but his hands made an affirmative gesture unconsciously.
"Jiang, the head of the Jiang family, when His Majesty arranged for Miss Jiang to participate in the martial arts competition, he did not stipulate the age of the participants. Venerable Qi's move was not considered a violation." Tie Que had no choice but to bite the bullet and said against his will, "Besides, with the spirit of
Judging from the age of Zun Qiang, Zun Qi is only over seventy years old. He is still in his youth, and he and Miss Jiang can be regarded as talented and beautiful."
"Master Tie, do you really mean what you said?" Jiang Tianhe narrowed his eyes and his voice gradually became darker.
To outsiders, the head of the first family was always amiable and almost never fell out with others. With such an expression, he was already in an extremely bad mood.
"Jiang, the head of the Jiang family." Tie Que felt the intimidating aura emanating from this big boss, and felt frightened and on the verge of crying, but he had to insist, "Venerable Qi is a genius.
His cultivation level is astonishing, and he would not disgrace Ling Qianjin even if he thought about it."
Jiang Tianhe stopped paying attention to Tie Que and turned to look above the imperial city. He happened to meet Murong Xiu's eyes.
Neither of them spoke, but their eyes conveyed a thousand words. These two figures who stood at the top of the Fulong Empire had exchanged thoughts countless times in just a moment.
Murong Xiu's eyes remained firm, not wavering at all.
After a long time, Jiang Tianhe finally sighed, turned his head, looked at his daughter on the stage and said slowly: "Girl, if you don't like Lord Qi, just don't marry. No one can force you."
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar everywhere.
Jiang Tianhe, the head of the first family who always dealt with things smoothly, actually openly resisted the emperor's will.
Murong Xiu did not stand up, but veins suddenly popped out in the hands she was holding, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.
"Master Jiang, is Qi so out of your sight?" The anger in Qi Weifeng's eyes flashed away, but his tone remained calm, "You don't even intend to abide by the rules set by His Majesty?"
"Yu Shi, this girl is only in her twenties, and she is young." Jiang Tianhe replied calmly, "Qi Zun, a dignified spiritual master, actually wants to propose marriage through a martial arts competition. It would be suspected of bullying the small, and he will not win.
Wu."
"Miss Yushi's strength is probably unmatched in the Tianlun realm. If the spirit master is not allowed to fight, who is qualified to be her husband?" Qi Weifeng was quick-thinking and retorted, "Could it be that the master of the Jiang family is deliberately trying to shirk the blame?"
, is it child’s play to express His Majesty’s will?”
"Sir Qi's words are wrong. Jiang has no objection to his daughter marrying Lingzun." Jiang Tianhe was not a man of energy, so he immediately countered, "It's just that the age difference shouldn't be too big, and it shouldn't be more than forty anyway.
age."
"That's nonsense!" Qi Weifeng's eyes flashed, and there was already a hint of anger in his voice, "Qi has read countless people, but he has never seen a powerful spiritual master who is less than sixty years old in the world. The head of the Jiang family
It’s too strong of a statement.”
"If Jiang does not limit the age of his future son-in-law, wouldn't all the spiritual masters in the imperial capital be eligible to participate in the competition?" Jiang Tianhe did not give in, "If there is a 200-year-old veteran spiritual master, does Yu Shi also have to marry him?
"
The two spiritual masters were actually quarreling in front of a group of dignitaries in the imperial capital. They were going back and forth with each other and had a lot of quarrels. There was no sense of big boss demeanor at all.
"Father, Uncle Qi, you two don't need to argue anymore." Jiang Yushi suddenly said, "As ministers of the Jiang family, how can we disobey His Majesty's will? Since Uncle Qi is willing to teach us, Yushi should take it upon himself to do so.
Stay with me!"
"Girl, you..." Jiang Tianhe looked at his daughter in surprise, not understanding what invitation she was selling in her gourd.
"Yu Shi, do you really want to marry this old guy?" Jiang Yulong couldn't help but asked anxiously.
After all, Qi Weifeng's identity is different. If Jiang Yushi loses to Gong Qingyun, Jiang Tianhe can still find a way to secretly kill the second young master of the Gong family before the wedding. But once the Lingzun boss is involved, even the head of the first aristocratic family,
There is no guarantee that the other party's life will be taken in a short period of time.
Hearing Jiang Yulong call him an "old guy", Qi Weifeng's head was covered with black lines and his face darkened unconsciously.
"Since it's a marriage contest," Jiang Yushi replied in a leisurely manner, "As long as Uncle Qi can defeat Yu Shi, I will naturally keep my promise."
"Good! Miss Yushi deserves to be a hero among women!" Qi Weifeng's eyes lit up and he praised loudly, "Don't worry, girl, Qi will definitely treat you well after you get married!"
"If you want to get married, Uncle Qi must win this battle!" Jiang Yushi's eyes flashed, and he smiled sweetly. His charming charm made Qi Weifeng's heart tremble.
"That's what the girl said." He originally came here just by order of the emperor and didn't have much admiration for Jiang Yu's poetry. But at this moment, he suddenly felt that it would be a beautiful thing to get such a stunning beauty.
, feeling inexplicably excited, he laughed and said, "Then please ask the girl to give me a move!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand while he was in the air, and his spiritual power transformed into a huge black claw in the air, and hit Jiang Yushi on the head below.
At the same time, a vast and majestic spiritual aura emanated from him, instantly enveloping the entire arena, leaving no room for Jiang Yushi to dodge.
Everyone knows that the strength gap between the Spirit Master and Tianlun is like a chasm, with almost no possibility of overcoming it.
No matter how strong the Jiang family is, they will still have to surrender to the weak!
The moment Qi Weifeng took action, the corners of Murong Xiu's mouth above the imperial city turned up slightly, revealing a proud smile.
However, the smile in his eyes soon turned into shock.
I saw a dazzling silver light like a meteor from the sky. It penetrated effortlessly through the giant palm of spiritual power released by Qi Weifeng. It still continued unabated and marched forward bravely, piercing the right shoulder of the spiritual master.
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