Although except for those who were bribed by the Meng family's petty profits, the vast majority of people in the city hoped that Gongye Ruoyun could defeat Meng Yuzhou and save Jiuli City for the Gongye family and this paradise for them.
But they also knew that with Gongye Ruoyun Yuanying's great perfection, it was almost a fool's errand to defeat Meng Yuzhou who was in the middle stage of becoming a god.
Even if both of them were in the middle stage of becoming gods, Gongye Ruoyun's fragile temperament, which was prone to tears at every turn, would never be Meng Yuzhou's opponent.
In the audience of Jiuli Zhan, more and more people gathered, but the atmosphere became more and more depressing and sad.
"焄..." Another ancient bell rang.
More than a dozen figures flew over, two of them young people landed on the Jiuli Battle Stage, and the others came to the spectator seats behind the stage and sat down.
It goes without saying that the two young men on the stage are Meng Yuzhou and Gongye Ruoyun.
Half a month later, the injury on Meng Yuzhou's face had long healed. At this time, his face was cold and stern, and his straight body was like a javelin pointing straight into the sky. Although the competition had not yet begun, there was already a fierce murderous intention on his body.
The citizens beside the Jiuli Battle Platform felt a chill on their bodies and involuntarily took half a step back.
And Gongye Ruoyun looks the same as before, his face is still handsome and flawless, and his temperament is still light and pure.
If it had been in the past, everyone in the audience would have been fascinated and couldn't help but praise him a few times, but today, they couldn't help but praise him.
This competition is about strength, not a beauty pageant. No matter how beautiful you are and how outstanding your temperament is, what's the use?
Looking at Gongye Ruoyun's face that was so beautiful that even women would envy them, their moods became even more depressed and desperate.
"City Lord Chi, why don't we just stop competing this time?" Meng Chaohai said to Chi Wanqiu with a smile on the viewing platform.
"Why, Master Meng is afraid?" Chi Wanqiu glanced at him doubtfully, expecting that the old man probably didn't have anything nice to say, so he didn't bother to be polite to him and said coldly.
"Yeah, I'm scared. I'm afraid that if Yuzhou's attack is not serious and he accidentally hurts nephew Ruoyun's face, how can our Meng family afford to pay for it?" Meng Chaohai said angrily.
"Meng Chaohai, what are you talking about!" Even though he had guessed that the old man couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth, Chi Wanqiu was still so angry when he saw the twitchy smile on Meng Chaohai's face.
"City Master Chi, I am also thinking about you. Others may not know what kind of strength Ruoyun Xianye has, and you, the mother-in-law, don't know either. Why must he ask for trouble?" Meng Chaohai continued.
"Meng Chaohai, even that incompetent bitch of yours wants to hurt my Qilin'er, what a dream!
And you, an old man, actually want to take advantage of Jiulicheng, why don't you take a piss first and see what kind of virtue you have?" Chi Wanqiu put his hands on his hips and cursed again.
Gu Qingxi sat next to him and looked at Chi Wanqiu with admiration.
I thought that today's battle would be the focus of everyone's attention, and that Chi Wanqiu would be more restrained as he sat on the viewing platform, but he didn't expect that the city lord was still as aggressive and tough as ever.
"Chi Wanqiu, considering the friendship between the Meng family and the Gongye clan for so many years, I originally wanted to give Gongye Ruoyun a way out. Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being ruthless." Speaking of quarreling.
, Meng Chaohai was obviously no match for this tough city lord, his old face was livid with anger, he flicked his sleeves and said fiercely.
"Master Meng, you should worry about your family Meng Yuzhou first.
It's too late for him to admit defeat now. If he waits until the competition starts, he won't have a chance to admit defeat." Seeing Chi Wanqiu was about to speak again, Gu Qingxi rushed to speak.
Although she admired the city lord's toughness, she also noticed that many people in the audience had looks of surprise in their eyes, and the way they looked at Chi Wanqiu became weird, and also, the way they looked at her
Everything became weird.
"Admit defeat, you think my Yuzhou family will admit defeat? Hahahaha..." Meng Chaohai looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
Not only him, but also the crowd in the audience looked at Gu Qingxi in an even weirder way, almost making them laugh or cry.
With Gong Ye Ruoyun's strength, whether he can survive the competition is probably a question. How could Meng Yuzhou admit defeat?
Even if Gu Qingxi wants to speak for the city lord, she can't talk nonsense like this, right?
When a monk competes with others, it is not a shame to lose. But knowing that he will lose, yet still being so stubborn and telling lies with his eyes open is really a bit embarrassing.
"焄..." The ancient and vast bell rang again.
Three bells rang, and the competition officially began.
Everyone put away their distracting thoughts and looked towards the stage with solemn expressions.
"Gongye Ruoyun, one sword, just one sword, I will let you know the gap between us!" Meng Yuzhou slowly drew out his sword and raised a finger to Gongye Ruoyun with an proud look.
Looking at the familiar faces in the audience, he seemed to have seen the humiliating scene of being slapped away by Gu Qingxi half a month ago. He was more eager to save his face than his grandfather.
Originally, he wanted to threaten Gongye Ruoyun with a few words and force him to admit defeat, but his grandfather had already said it once and was scolded bloody by Chi Wanqiu. Of course, he could not repeat others' wisdom.
So he chose to use another method to regain his own dignity, that is to defeat Gongye Ruoyun with one sword!
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience felt their hearts sink.
With Meng Yuzhou's strength, it is certainly not difficult to defeat Gongye Ruoyun, but it is not that easy with just one sword.
It is conceivable that the sword he is about to strike will be so powerful and unstoppable. And how dangerous this sword will be to Gongye Ruoyun?
This sword determines not only the ownership of Jiuli City, but also the life and death of Gongye Ruoyun.
Seeing Meng Yuzhou standing proudly on the stage and full of evil spirits, Chi Wanqiu's expression became more solemn than ever.
Although Gongye Ruoyun had successfully promoted to the Divine Transformation, Gu Qingxi had repeatedly comforted her and told her not to worry, but as a mother, how could she really feel relieved.
Chi Wanqiu knows her precious son very well.
When it comes to talent in the art of weapons, Gongye Ruoyun has no rival in the entire Jiuli Mingxu Realm, even a mother like her is ashamed of herself. But when it comes to sword skills, they are really not worth mentioning.
And the worst thing is Gongye Ruoyun's bad habit of bursting into tears at every turn. With such a weak personality, even the most powerful sword skills may not be able to exert even 50% of their power in his hands.
To be honest, sometimes I feel pity for my precious son when he looks like he is about to cry. Even Chi Wanqiu wants to push him to the ground and give him a good beating.