"Since elders can't interfere in the disputes between cities and towns, then it shouldn't matter if you, as a peer, intervene!"
A plain and loud voice slowly sounded in the somewhat empty square, and then reverberated throughout the square like ripples.
Whoosh!
The moment the voice sounded, everyone's eyes once again focused on the stone platform in the square. Now the water dragon on the stone platform, which was hundreds of feet tall, had completely disappeared, and was replaced by a smiling young man, standing proudly.
The young man's figure seemed to be frozen at this moment.
The old man in charge came back to his senses and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, but intervening means admitting defeat, so in this round, the Wang family, Wang Meng wins!"
Zhuo Tian looked at the figure standing upright like a pine and cypress in front of him with a complicated expression. His lips wriggled a few times, and finally he could only sigh lowly and said no more.
He knew that the Zhuo family was completely defeated this time, and the price of failure was the Zhuo family's remaining market rights, and the Zhuo family would also fall into financial distress.
Seeing that the water dragon he had condensed was so easily crushed by Zhuo Wen, Wang Meng's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and then he grinned, and a cold voice came slowly.
"It seems that I still underestimate you a little. Being able to block the ninth wave of the Nine Layers Wave Palm so easily means that your strength is comparable to mine! But even so, your Zhuo family has lost after all.
Already..."
After finishing speaking, Wang Meng glanced at the old man in charge and said, "My lord, can you announce the final result of this battle between cities and towns?"
At this time, there was a dead silence on the Zhuo family platform, and everyone's faces were full of disappointment and unwillingness. I didn't expect that the Zhuo family had paid so much for this market battle, but the final result was still a disastrous defeat, and the family
The final right to operate the market is not guaranteed, which is a fact that no one in the Zhuo family can accept.
The old man glanced at Wang Meng lightly, then nodded and announced: "The battle between the city and the city has come to an end. Everyone must be aware of the result, so the final winner this time is..."
"Wait a minute!" Just when the old man was about to announce the result, a rather plain voice slowly sounded.
The old man frowned slightly. This feeling of being interrupted made him a little unhappy. He looked at the young man not far away with some displeasure and said, "Do you have any objections?"
"Our Zhuo family hasn't lost yet?" Zhuo Wen suddenly stepped forward, and a ferocious aura surged out of his body.
"Zhuowen, are you blind or deaf? The result is already obvious. Do you still want to make trouble unreasonably?" Wang Meng said gloomily.
Ignoring the displeasure on Wang Meng's face, Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly and faced the Wang family platform. A faint voice slowly sounded like waves in the entire square.
"Get the other four down!"
As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy square suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the thin figure with a calm expression in the square.
The smile on Wang Meng's face slowly solidified at this time, and he frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"I told you, the other four juniors from the Wang family who are going to fight this time, to get out of here!" Zhuo Wen's eyes were as calm as ever, but there was a hint of coldness in this calmness.
Wow!
The silence in the square only lasted for a moment, and then a deafening uproar came rolling in like an erupting volcano, and countless whispers also erupted at this moment.
"The battle of resurrection! He wants to challenge the battle of resurrection."
A shocked voice suddenly sounded, and then the uproar in the square suddenly expanded. Hundreds of figures sitting outside the square suddenly stood up, and a touch of fanaticism also emerged in these eyes.
"The Battle of Resurrection, after so many years, someone actually challenges the Battle of Resurrection."
"This little guy is really talented. He actually has the courage to challenge the resurrection battle."
"Even if this little guy loses this time, his reputation will be famous throughout Tengjia City."
Hearing the uproar in the whole place, Wang Meng's eyes slowly lowered, and he looked at Wang Yuanxing not far away. After seeing Wang Yuanxing nodding, a ferocious arc at the corner of his mouth also slightly expanded.
"Since you insist on seeking death, I, Wang Meng, will naturally help you! Wang Hui, Wang Bo, Wang Zheng, and Wang Yi, the four of you, come down here." Wang Meng laughed ferociously and shouted towards the Wang family platform.
Immediately, four figures appeared behind Wang Meng like shadows. They were the other four juniors of the Wang family participating in this battle.
At this time, the originally dead atmosphere on the Zhuo family platform suddenly faded away, and everyone looked at the thin figure in the field with disbelief.
"Father, Zhuo Wen is too foolhardy. He actually challenged the Resurrection Battle without consulting us. You must know that once you challenge the Resurrection Battle, life and death depend on your fate. If you are not careful, your life is very likely to be lost. Zhuo Wen is one of us now.
If the hope of the Zhuo family dies due to this..."
Zhuo Beitian, who had been standing next to Zhuo Xiangding, was the first to speak, with a very excited expression. However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhuo Xiangding's old voice.
"Boss, don't you think that Zhuo Wen's back at this moment is very similar to that of Lao San fifteen years ago? When Lao San proposed the resurrection battle, you seemed to have said the same thing, but what was the final result?"
The old man's voice became a little hoarse and gentle at this time, but if you listen carefully, you can still hear the tremor in the old man's voice. He knows better than anyone else the importance of Zhuo Wen to the Zhuo family.
But from the moment that figure proposed the battle of resurrection, the old man's eyes suddenly became blurred, as if the tall figure in the field at this time overlapped with the figure fifteen years ago. The scene was so different from now.
similar.
"Boss, he is the son of the third child!" After Zhuo Xiangding finally said these rather complicated words lightly, he stopped talking and just stared at the field without blinking.
Zhuo Beitian was completely silent, while Zhuo Dingtian, who was behind him, was holding the seriously injured Zhuo Tian and staring at the figure as tall and tall as a cypress in the field, his eyes full of complex colors.
On the platform of the City Lord's Mansion, Gu Yue looked at the field solemnly and said with a twinkling tone: "This guy dares to challenge the resurrection battle. He is so impulsive!"
When everyone's eyes in the square were focused on the stone platform, at the top of a magnificent building far away from the square, two figures stood quietly, their eyes also focused on the Shenshi Square.
The two figures are a middle-aged man and a young man of about twenty years old. The middle-aged man is wearing purple clothes, has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a majestic appearance. A sense of majesty is faintly revealed in his body. It is obvious that
Only a person who has been in a high position for a long time has this kind of temperament.
The young man has a handsome appearance and a good temperament, but there is always a hint of contempt and pride between his eyebrows. The sharp aura in his eyes slowly spreads, letting people know that this person is definitely not good.
provoke.
"Gu Xin, what do you think of that little guy from the Zhuo family? This is the second time someone has dared to challenge the resurrection battle since the Battle of Fangshi." The man in purple had a loud voice with a hint of magnetism, which made people interested.
A feeling of relaxation and joy.
"The battle of resurrection? Except for Wang Meng, the Wang family is all rubbish. Even if it is Wang Meng, I can make him lose his combat effectiveness within three rounds, or even take his life. In my opinion, the battle of resurrection is a joke.
.”
"The strength of the younger generation in Tengjia City is too weak, and there is no challenge for me at all. My eyes are not on Tengjia City, but on this Muqin County, and even the entire Qingxuan Dynasty."
The young man named Gu Xin had his hands behind his back and his tone was full of pride.
"It is true that the strength of these little guys cannot be discerned by you, but the little guy named Zhuo Wen is not that simple. If he can challenge the resurrection battle, he should have some trump cards, and the most important thing is that this kid is
He is the son of Zhuo Xiaotian." The voice of the man in purple had no ripples in it.
"Zhuo Xiaotian? But he was the real number one young person in Tengjia City at that time, and he was the one who was appreciated by the Qing Emperor and made a marquis as a grassroots ten years ago?"
The arrogant look on the young man's face suddenly faded, and he said with a slightly fluctuating tone.
"That's right! Zhuo Xiaotian can be regarded as the most talented warrior I have ever seen. His talent is no weaker than that of the children of the five major families of the Qingxuan Dynasty. It is a pity that this man was just made a prince ten years ago.
The news of the disappearance came out. The situation happened too suddenly."
"It happened so suddenly that even the Zhuo family didn't know that Zhuo Xiaotian had been made a marquis and became a feudal official. If I hadn't had some connections in the imperial capital, I wouldn't have known that Zhuo Xiaotian had reached this level.
The strength of Feng Hou really shocked me at that time, but it's a pity..." There was a trace of regret on the face of the man in purple.
"The Zhuo family still doesn't know that Zhuo Xiaotian has been granted the title of Marquis? Then father, why don't you tell them about the Zhuo family?" the young man asked with some confusion.
"The Zhuo family is too weak. Telling them this news is not a good thing. Moreover, when Zhuo Xiaotian was granted the title of Marquis, he used a pseudonym. Since he used a pseudonym, it means there is something fishy in it. Since Zhuo Xiaotian himself didn't want to tell
Family, why should I bother with this? Well, there is no need to mention these old things, let’s take a look at the performance of this little guy Zhuo Wen.”
After the man in purple finished speaking, he stopped talking and put his hands behind his back, focusing his eyes on the Shenshi Square not far away.
The young man glanced at the enigmatic man in purple. Although he had some questions in his mind, he was very smart and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he focused his eyes on the rather tall figure in the Shenshi Square.
"I don't know if a guy who can get such high praise from my father is really that strong."