Chapter 085 The main judge of the sect competition
When Su Yuchen saw her best friend waking up, she smiled happily and asked, "Sister Qingcheng, my husband asked me to thank you properly. How do you want me to thank you?"
Gu Qingcheng was at a loss. She lowered her head and did not dare to face him. She whispered softly: "Yuchen, no, no need to thank me..."
Gu Qingcheng was hiding like a mimosa, Fu Chen couldn't bear to embarrass her.
He stopped Yuchen from teasing her with his eyes, and gently held her shoulders and continued to lie down.
Su Yuchen glared at him mischievously and said with a smile: "Hehe, sister Qingcheng is still 'getting together' with her husband, are you embarrassed?"
Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but scream "Ah" and immediately struggled to get up.
Seeing this, Fu Chen hugged her waist and sat up directly, saying softly: "I'd better hold you and wash her up."
Fu Chen carried Gu Qingcheng out of bed and into the bathroom. She was so embarrassed that she hugged his neck tightly and did not dare to raise her head. Su Yuchen watched with joy.
Fu Chen let go of his arms and reminded softly: "Come down from Qingcheng and wash away the impurities on your body."
Gu Qingcheng opened his eyes and noticed the gray-black dirt on his body. He hurriedly got down and turned on the shower to start cleaning himself.
Fu Chen explained comfortingly: "Those are impurities discharged by the body, which is a good thing, just like after you took the Marrow Cleansing Pill."
He even smiled and stepped forward to help her wash together, which was so frightening that she closed her eyes and dared not look.
Fu Chen was very surprised in his heart. He did not expect that the tempering effect of the "Yin Yang Code" was so strong.
Even if Gu Qingcheng had already taken the Marrow Cleansing Pill, he could still be cleansed and cut the marrow a second time, expelling a large amount of impurities from the body.
Su Yuchen didn't know when she was already standing at the door of the bathroom, looking at it with a smile. When she saw Fu Chen waving, he happily stepped forward.
After taking a shower, Gu Qingcheng blushed and ran back to her room naked. After getting dressed, she went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Su Yuchen went to bed and hugged Fu Chenni for a while before letting him go to the Yuanling Realm to practice.
After breakfast, the two women went to work with rosy faces, talking and laughing.
Fu Chen hugged Linglong and entered the Yuanling Realm again, letting her play in the yard while he practiced the thirty-six postures over and over again.
The last time he fought against the ancient corpse in Taoist robes, Fu Chen understood the thirty-six movements that required extremely demanding control over the physical body.
When used at full strength, and with the blessing of true energy, its attack power is simply heaven-defying, as can be seen from the fact that one punch shattered the jade bones of the ancient corpse in Taoist robes that were hardened to steel.
With Fu Chen's original strength, he could only perform the first nine poses perfectly. When practicing the tenth pose, within an hour, he would be so exhausted that he would lose strength and find it difficult to stand still.
Fortunately, after practicing the special method of operation, one's own true energy can be quickly nourished and replenished, and the huge consumption caused by the practice on the body can be quickly restored to its original state.
At the seventh level of foundation building, the thicker and more concentrated true energy has a better tempering and nourishing effect on the body.
Now that it had been a few days since his breakthrough in cultivation, Fu Chen wanted to try to see if he could complete the tenth form. It turned out that he was still a little impatient.
By the time Fu Chen returned to the room tremblingly with Linglong in his arms, he no longer had the energy to take a shower.
I fell on the bed and lay there for half an hour to recover, then took a shower.
***
Beijing, Yaowang Sect branch.
Today's major sects are all gathered together.
Facing the various sects present, Deputy Sect Master Huang Ling said in a deep voice: "There are still two months until the sect martial arts competition, and the contestants who will represent Yan and Huang will be decided. I don't know what the elders of the various sects here are saying at this time.
Why did you come to my Medicine King Sect?"
Tengyi stood up, saluted his fellow sects and said in a deep voice: "Last time, our Yanhuang representatives were overwhelmed by the Japanese. Although we are the strongest overall, we have lost face after all. I don't know how each sect will compare this time."
What preparations are there?”
Shushan sent out to speak: "Of course we are prepared, but we have to face the successors of the Japanese Sword Master. After all, these young disciples are still inferior."
Each faction then expressed their opinions one after another, and the whole hall was abuzz.
Huang Ling listened for a long time, stretched out her hand to silence everyone, and slowly summed up: "Generally speaking, everyone has no confidence."
Teng Yi asked doubtfully: "Deputy Sect Master Huang, are the younger generation of disciples of your sect also very confident in the successor of the Sword Master?"
Huang Ling straightened her body and said with a confident smile: "To tell you the truth, Dongfang Yan, the son of our sect master, is indeed a genius. He kept it a secret in the past. I originally wanted him to participate in the last competition, but he missed the competition because he temporarily broke through seclusion. Otherwise, he would have already won glory for Yanhuang.
Already."
The elder of the Bagua Sect curiously asked: "Deputy Sect Master Huang, I don't know what is extraordinary about Dongfang Yan, why haven't I heard of it?"
Huang Ling laughed loudly: "Everyone, I just want to say one thing, Dongfang Yan started practicing at the age of eight, entered the heavenly realm at the age of eighteen, and is now half-step to innateness."
Comrades from all sects were shocked and marveled at such a fast cultivation speed and absolutely extraordinary qualifications.
However, the descendant of the Japanese Sword Master is from the same generation as him and has been in Xiantian for many years. In the hearts of the elders of the various factions here, they do not feel that he is a younger generation who can defeat him.
Seeing that everyone was almost chatting, Teng Yi directly stated his intention: "Deputy Sect Leader Huang, actually we have something to do here this time. We got news that the main judge of this competition will be increased by one person, Yaowang Sect.
It has deep roots in the capital, and we would like to ask if there is any inside information."
Huang Ling laughed loudly, looked around at everyone and asked: "The elders of various sects came here to find out the news. Is this the main purpose?"
The elder of the Taiji Sect replied: "Yes, if the judges are laymen who don't know Kung Fu, we have to remind the disciples of the appropriateness of their attacks, which will have a great impact on the performance of their strength."
The elders of all the sects nodded one after another. They were not afraid of adding more judges, but they were afraid that the judges would be laymen and would not know how to pretend to understand.
Huang Ling comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, everyone. The news I got is that the new chief judge is Fu Chen. With his strength, you won't be able to believe it."
"Mr. Fu Chen?"
"Haha, then there's nothing to worry about."
"Yes, and if he gives guidance to the disciples after the competition, it will also be their destiny."
"Brother Teng is right."
The elders of all factions were very happy, and their worries were finally relieved.
***
Magic City, Xinghai Apartment.
When the various sects were happy, Fu Chen had just come out of the shower, wiped his hair and lowered his head and asked, "Are Linglong hungry?"
The little girl shook her head and stared at the TV without moving her eyes.
"Buzz~buzz~buzz~", at this time the phone rang.
Fu Chen took a look at his cell phone, and after connecting it, he asked jokingly: "Hey, what's going on recently? First it's Long Xiaotian and now it's you. Tell me, what's going on?"
Lu Bufan replied steadily and calmly: "Instructor, I am following the order of the leader to invite the instructor to be the chief judge of this martial arts competition. You will be required to come to the capital to participate and attend."
Fu Chen was confused and asked: "A martial arts competition between various sects? This matter has nothing to do with me. Why do you ask me to be the chief judge?"
Lu Bufan smiled bitterly and said: "Instructor, everyone who practices martial arts now knows that you are now the number one in the world. If you can't come as the main judge, how can anyone else dare to sit at the judges' table?"
"Okay, you can call me two days in advance to inform me. I just want to tell you that if more than one-third of the members of Longya are found to be frivolous or impetuous, give me a severe warning. Take it very seriously.
Let’s practice, goodbye.”
Fu Chen hung up the phone, saw Linglong staring at him with burning eyes, and said proactively in a childish voice: "Uncle, I want to follow you."
Fu Chen stepped forward and rubbed the little girl's hair, and replied fondly: "Okay, I'll take you with me then and let's watch TV."
There are still nearly two months left, so there is no need to rush.
Fu Chen is still very interested in this martial arts competition.
You can take this opportunity to see what level of strength the outstanding disciples of each sect have.
It is better to have ready-made good seedlings than to go to the vast sea of people on your own to slowly sift out the seeds and then cultivate them.
Fu Chen has always kept the catastrophe he was about to face in his heart and never dared to forget it.