Chang Aotian came to Chengyun Valley for the purpose of course the Chengyun Competition three days later. That is to say, before the competition ended, both sides were enemies but not friends. It was nothing if they didn't know his identity before, but now they know, Gu
Fenghua is a little embarrassed.
"So that's the case, don't feel embarrassed. Everyone on the competition stage depends on their abilities and there is not so much affection to talk about." Chang Aotian suddenly realized, nodded and said, his expression was much more calm than Gu Fenghua.
As a king envoy, he also experienced that disaster of destruction. He had been used to life and death for a long time, and of course he would not be confused about this little thing.
"Well, I understand." Gu Fenghua felt relaxed after hearing Chang Aotian say this.
"It's getting late, you can rest early. I guess you have to practice wholeheartedly these days, so I won't disturb you. If there is any trouble, let me know me." Chang Aotian said.
"Thank you, Brother Chang. If you need help, I won't be polite to you." Gu Fenghua said gratefully.
With Chang Aotian's support, I believe that they will be completely at peace in the next few days, and they can practice hard and prepare for the battle with peace of mind.
Chang Aotian took Pei Yichou to leave, walked towards the yard hidden among the shadows of trees in the distance, as if thinking about something, and remained silent for a long time.
Pei Yichou was still worried that if today's incident came to the master's wife's ears, his destiny would be so miserable. He was worried all the way, and followed behind him with his head down and followed him without saying a word.
"Reminiscing the hatred, if the competition in three days is against Gu Fenghua, he will abstain from defeat and will not fight with her." It was not until he returned to the yard that Chang Aotian suddenly spoke.
What? Pei Yichou raised his head and looked at his master in surprise.
All the great kings and envoys are determined to win the ownership of Chengyun Valley. As a disciple, he has long been ready to fight to the death. Who knew that before the competition began, the master asked himself to give up!
"Master, I know that I am wrong today, but haven't I apologized? And you said just now that everyone on the competition platform relies on their abilities, and there is not so much affection to talk about. You can easily abstain from the right and admit defeat. The disciple really has the heart.
Not willing to accept it." Pei Yichou mustered up the courage to say after a moment of silence.
If it were normal times, he would never have the courage to contradict his master, but this time, he could not help it.
Yes, he offended Gu Fenghua, but he has not apologized? This is the first time he has fallen to the ground like this, bowing his head to admit his mistakes, and all his pride and self-esteem are trampled on
But this is not enough, and he has to abstain from the power and admit defeat. How could he be willing to do so?
"Each person depends on his ability, do you think you will surpass Gu Fenghua?" Chang Aotian asked.
"She is only the first grade of the Emperor Saint. Even if there is anything extraordinary about the sword skills, the disciples will never be defeated by her." Pei Yichou had just plucked up the courage to confront his master once, and at this time he also made a sacrifice.
He said unconvincedly.
"What a big tone, but I just have the third rank of Emperor Saint, I dare to be so arrogant. If I hadn't come in time just now, how good would you think you would be than Qi Zongwang's end? I'm afraid you wouldn't even want to save your life." Chang Aotian
He snorted heavily and said.
Although he arrived in time and stopped Pei Yichou, Gu Fenghua and others from taking action, he was already on the string at that time, and he still saw how terrible the power would be if Gu Fenghua and others were slashed out with one sword.
The cultivation level of the third-level Holy Master Qiu is considered good for the saints of the same age, but it is absolutely impossible to resist such a sword.