Chapter 234 The day of the battle appointment arrives, and the white clothes are like immortals
Today, Chen Qingyuan is wearing a white coat, spotless.
The long black hair was tied tightly with a coarse cloth. A few strands of hair had their own thoughts, breaking free from the constraints of the cloth and dancing in the wind. The thick black hair made his neck look even more white and flawless.
The belt hangs down on the left side, dancing with the wind and feeling free.
He has a handsome face, clear facial features, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a slightly straight nose.
With one hand on his back and the other gently hanging on his side, he moved forward slowly, as if he were a fairy.
"he came."
Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Qingyuan, and they found that Chen Qingyuan was extraordinarily handsome today, as if he had stepped out of a painting, and it was difficult to find fault.
"Is this really Chen Qingyuan?"
Everyone recalled how Chen Qingyuan behaved in the past, which was completely different from what he was doing now. He was a completely different person.
"When this guy gets serious, he's almost as handsome as me."
Changsun Fengye rarely saw Chen Qingyuan's serious look, dressed in white and snowy, like a fairy coming to earth.
Daochen Buddha, who had always been calm and composed, couldn't help but glance sideways at Changsun Fengye after hearing these words, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
Changsun Fengye and Chen Qingyuan have been together for a long time, and they are almost the same in terms of narcissism.
"Is he Chen Qingyuan?"
It is difficult for the girls in Lihua Palace to combine the Chen Qingyuan of the past with the current one. They are simply two different people. Many women's eyes are twinkling, and their hearts are secretly moving.
There are many handsome young men with good looks, but their innate noble temperament cannot be faked.
Today's Chen Qingyuan is like a lone pine on the top of a mountain, cold and lonely, out of reach.
"Prudery."
Some young men whispered, thinking that Chen Qingyuan was too good at putting on airs.
On ordinary days, Chen Qingyuan can live a carefree life and run around for money. This time it is related to his own dignity and has touched the bottom line. He must go all out and take it seriously.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you want to start trading?"
exclaimed the former gambling friend.
They trust Chen Qingyuan's gambling products and will not operate in secret.
Chen Qingyuan seemed oblivious to this, staring directly at Fu Dongliu who was in the void in front of him, taking a step forward, leaving several afterimages behind him, as elegant as the wind.
So cold!
You were not like this back then, you have changed.
All the gamblers froze on the spot, feeling like they had been abandoned.
In the void in the distance, Fu Dongliu noticed a powerful aura coming towards his face. He knew that his opponent had appeared.
Fu Dongliu slowly opened his eyes, and his whole body was exuding extreme chill, freezing a ten-mile radius, and the cold wind was blowing.
Chen Qingyuan stopped walking and looked at each other hundreds of miles apart from Fu Dongliu.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was depressing.
Prodigies from all walks of life are located in every corner of the ancient star of Yanchang, looking up and holding their breath. In order to witness this battle, many people started waiting a few years ago, fearing that they would miss it due to some factors.
"Once I take action, I will not show mercy."
Fu Dongliu had his hands behind his back and was dressed in black.
"me too."
Chen Qingyuan is dressed in white, as holy as snow.
The two of them, one black and one white, are like the power of yin and yang, incompatible. It seems that this battle is destined to happen and cannot be avoided.
"Do you need me to suppress my cultivation and fight with you?"
Fu Dongliu made this suggestion.
If it were before, Chen Qingyuan would definitely accept it happily.
At this moment, Chen Qingyuan chose to shake his head: "No need."
This battle is not a competition between the same realms, but a contest of one's own strength.
Cultivation gained through hard training is also a part of strength. Fighting at the same level only occurs at certain times.
Is it possible that if you offend an old guy in the future, he will suppress his cultivation to compete with you?
If the strong men of the older generation don't slap you to death, you're lucky.
"Draw your sword!"
After hearing Chen Qingyuan's answer, Fu Dongliu not only did not relax his vigilance, but became even more wary.
Chen Qingyuan shook his head and said nothing.
Seeing this, Fu Dongliu thought that Chen Qingyuan was so arrogant and couldn't even use his sword when facing him, and he was a little angry.
"If you don't draw your sword now, you won't have a chance later."
Fu Dongliu had been accumulating power for a long time. If he took action, it would definitely be a thunderous strike. Looking at the many monsters present, not many of them could stop it.
Originally, Fu Dongliu wanted Chen Qingyuan to pull out his sword, condense the kendo barrier, and give him a certain amount of time to react. However, Chen Qingyuan did not draw his sword, his hands were empty, and he kept looking calm and calm.
If you lose, you will lose to your own arrogance.
As an opponent, Fu Dongliu can give a warning, which is pretty good.
"Chen Qingyuan is really looking for death. He dares to be so trusting when fighting against the boss."
"The boss came here a year ago, and his momentum is restrained. If a war breaks out, it will be overwhelming. No one can stop it."
"Perhaps he did this on purpose. If he loses then, he will have a reason to say that he is not well prepared, rather than a huge gap in strength."
Everyone in Xijiang felt that Chen Qingyuan was too arrogant. If he didn't draw his sword at this time, there was no difference between admitting defeat.
"What is he doing?"
Not only the geniuses in the Western Border didn't understand, but the monks in other realms were also at a loss.
"Did you have a back-up plan, or did you choose to lose in this way knowing you were outmatched?"
The Holy Queen of Pear Blossoms frowned and whispered in her heart.
Ask yourself, if she were to fight Fu Dongliu head-on, she would not dare to behave like this. She would need to make all preparations and not be careless in the slightest.
While everyone was talking, Fu Dongliu decided to take action.
The two looked at each other for a moment, but Chen Qingyuan still had no intention of using his sword. Fu Dongliu was unwilling to wait and planned to strike first and suppress him with thunderous force.
Maybe I misjudged my opponent!
Fu Dongliu thought so, and slowly raised his right hand, forming a scene of a black abyss behind him, like a chaotic beast opening its mouth, which could swallow the entire ancient star of Yanchang. It was so powerful that everyone broke out in cold sweat.
, trembling all over.
boom!
The universe in the palm of your hand contains all kinds of dharmas.
With one palm shot, countless chains of laws in the body broke, and the power accumulated for a long time rolled in like a flood.
At this moment, a huge hole was torn out in the sky, and endless pressure came out from the hole, instantly flooding the space where Chen Qingyuan was.
The geniuses far below felt their bodies heavy, the pressure was huge, and their souls were trembling just by looking at it from a distance.
"If you can't even catch my palm, how dare you say that you are a genius in this world."
Fu Dongliu shouted loudly, seeming to be sarcastic to Chen Qingyuan, and also seemed to be motivating Chen Qingyuan to take action with all his strength and not to lose like this.
Chen Qingyuan has been shrouded in powerful power, and Fu Dongliu's palm is about to fall on him.
I don't know if he was stunned for a moment or if he did it on purpose. When Chen Qingyuan reached the extreme point, his eyes finally changed and became as sharp as a knife.
The aura on his body was like a bamboo tube filled with water exploding and splattering in all directions.
"Come!"
Chen Qingyuan grabbed his right hand towards his side, opened his mouth and shouted in a low voice.