Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 476 Political Council (28)

Wu Feiyu walked out of the stone gate, glanced at Yu Sheng and Shuo Prison who were still in the corridor, "I won't die for a while."

"What about after a while!" Shuo prison asked anxiously.

Wu Feiyu really didn't want to tell him that the man was already alive and kicking and still had more time to meddle in his own business, "It's okay to participate in the next round."

"Excuse me, I'm meeting Fang Xuxu next time, can I meet Fellow Daoist Zhan?" asked a Foundation Establishment cultivator standing silently by the side.

Wu Feiyu sized him up, "No, he's half dead and not alive."

! ! !You just said that it's okay to participate in the next round!

Xu Xu cupped his hands helplessly, "Then I'll go back and return to my mission. I'll let Fellow Daoist Zhan cultivate carefully. If you like, you can come to Wugou Palace. There will be special doctors waiting for the contestants."

After he left, Yu Sheng raised his eyelids and asked, "Is it okay to just stay in the stone room and heal yourself?"

"Why did Councilor Yu ask nonsense, is it confusing to care about it?" Wu Feiyu smiled wickedly, choked her coldly, and left without looking back.

Yu Sheng wondered, who are these people? Why can't one or two be normal? She glanced at the stone room, hesitated for a while, "Friend Shuo Prison, if there is nothing serious, I will go to the challenge first."

"Hey, good." Shuo Prison looked at the two people who left, and then at the closed stone gate, guarding for an hour, and then he was relieved to leave after receiving Zhan Changfeng's voice transmission.

The battle between Zhan Changfeng and Qiu Zhongfu was extremely dynamic, but the monks in the viewing room remembered the scene of her standing up from the pool of blood, and the elders of the two paid more attention to the result.

In a side hall of Wugou Palace, a participating monk from the Yuanchen Realm frowns coldly. After waving his sleeves to greet Mr. Meng Yue, his tone is tough, "I will ask you for an explanation on behalf of Haoshan. What kind of competition is it? Not to mention that Qiu Zhongfu’s cultivation base has been knocked down, he is still dumbfounded, as if he is stupid, he is the fourth generation of the Supreme Master’s direct disciple."

"There are always a lot of accidents in the competition. Fellow Daoist Yang should know that there is a saying that fists and feet have no eyes."

Before Mr. Meng Yue could finish speaking, another person entered the hall coldly and angrily, "I'm also here to ask for an explanation. It's a mere competition, but I even launched a supernatural attack. This is a naked murder!"

It was Goju who came, and several of their elders were still shocked and worried by the changes in Dianjiangtai. In a blink of an eye, they heard that the strong participants in the Yuanchen Realm were looking for trouble. Whose younger generation is not a younger generation? Let them buckle their hats for nothing?

Gouju glanced at Yang Zheng, and said to Mr. Mengyue, "We have nothing to say about winning or losing the competition. Even if you are injured and dying due to the competition, you can't criticize the other party, but in the foundation building competition, what's the matter if there is a magical attack!"

Yang Zheng snorted coldly, "It's an amulet bestowed by his teacher, and he will take the initiative to protect the master when he is in mortal danger. I want to ask, what kind of heart do you, junior, have in mind in a competition, to kill someone! "

"According to fellow daoist, we deserved it if we almost died?" Gou Ju asked Yu Sheng in detail before coming. Yu Shen and others were not afraid of the details of the competition at this time, "Why don't you ask you first Then why do the younger generation want to stalk and beat people to death?"

Meng Yue heard the two talking more and more seriously, and quickly said, "There is nothing wrong with this competition. I will arrange the first round and the second round in the general platform, just because I know that the general platform is relatively safe. No matter what, we will keep the hearts of the contestants, and we have also arranged for powerful healers outside, as long as they have a breath, they can be saved."

"Besides, the fighting between the two of them, no one intentionally hurt the other, it was just an accident." Meng Yue took out a photo stone and asked them to watch it to verify the authenticity.

Goju finished watching and said coldly, "Did you see that, but Zhan Changfeng asked twice whether he should stop at the point or try his best. Your Qiu Zhongfu hits so hard, don't you want someone to fight back?"

Yang Zheng also has nothing to say, but Qiu Zhongfu can definitely enter the top ten of the three rounds of competitions, but because of the battle with her, his cultivation level has dropped, and he has been hit hard. It is impossible for him to participate in the following competitions. Such Qiu Zhongfu was sent back to Huhao Mountain.

"Please ask the referee to give me a copy of the photo, so that I can explain it to Hu Haoshan." I wanted to put pressure on the meeting party to punish Zhan Changfeng, but seeing the final supernatural attack, there is really nothing to say. He himself felt that the juniors were so unlucky to meet such an opponent.

"Qiu Zhongfu's cultivation base fell, and Zhan Changfeng also received a blow from the supernatural power realm. This matter is considered even." Yang Zheng took the engraved stone and left in a hurry.

Regardless of whether his words sound good or not, it shows that Yuanchenjie and Huhaoshan will not hold on to this matter any longer. Mr. Meng Yue heaved a sigh of relief and said to Gouju, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, this is also a good thing." Even if we are in default of responsibility, we will compensate Xiaoyou Zhan afterwards, how is Xiaoyou Zhan doing now?"

She was even more surprised at how Zhan Changfeng stood up and walked out under the attack of the supernatural powers, but she even stayed in the stone room in the general platform to heal her wounds. High-ranking monks like herself couldn't get in at all, and couldn't touch her .

"It's not very optimistic, but she didn't ask us for help, so she should have her own way, alas." Gouju was very sad in her heart, and her face was [-]% sad. Anyway, it's no harm to say that it's miserable now.

Mr. Meng Yue pondered over and over again, and asked, "I don't know which division Zhan Xiaoyou comes from?"

Goji squeezed her face and stroked her beard, and waved her hands, "What's the matter, Fellow Daoist?"

"It's just an ordinary question." Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Mr. Meng Yue didn't follow up with the question.

The first round of competition finally ended in the undercurrent. Even though the monks behind tried their best to challenge, no one could beat everyone like Zhan Changfeng, and no one's record points surpassed her. at first.Shocking and embarrassing.

The next nine people are Lu Chen, Bai Xunsha, Fang Choi, Liu Zhangfeng, Mingyao, Ning Qiwu, Miaoxuan, Gu Hanxing, and Zai Feixing. Except for the different rankings, there is no change in general, mainly because some of them are following Zhan Changfeng. In that battle, they lost several million records, and their ranking dropped for a while, which intensified the challenges in the future, but they all re-entered the top ten.

A teahouse next to the guild hall was bustling with people discussing nothing more than the winners of the first round of competition.

"The Cangmang Fighting Technique is not good at this point. They only show us a ranking and don't show us their battles, tsk."

"You don't understand, don't you? The contestants are all elites in the world, so you have to beware of being watched and coveted."

"Hey, another low-ranking monk was caught trying to sneak into the general's platform yesterday."

"I think those participants should have photos of the competition in their hands. Whoever has connections, go and have a look."

"Hehe, what's so interesting about the fighting skills of the younger generation, if you have time, pay more attention to the meeting in Wugou Palace. I heard that the Changze Dynasty and the Wuqu Dynasty are fighting again."

"Speaking of this, why is the Wu Qu Dynasty still not sure about the successor? Their younger generation seems to be a little weaker."

"The first one I heard this time is really strong. She has almost defeated all of the top ten on the list. Unfortunately, it seems that something happened. She was attacked by a supernatural power amulet. I don't know whether it is life or death."

In the noisy teahouse, a young man in a green shirt sat in the corner. He pulled his hair and flipped through Fanxinglu from beginning to end, "Huh, that's not right."

"How could it be like this?" He couldn't help himself, so he changed his posture, jumped up and squatted on the bench, holding the new version of Fan Xinglu, carefully took a pen and clicked on the names one by one, unconsciously biting his lips, Blood oozes, as if encountering an era problem.

"King Fuwei should have made his debut in this Cangmang Fighting Technique. Why is there no name for him? Hey, hasn't this devil been disqualified? He should be on the run now, it's a mess."

The fate of these important people has actually changed. Could it be that he took the fake Fanxinglu?

"Which one is the dream?" He was dripping with cold sweat. On the one hand, he seemed to be in the era of the heavenly war where the princes fought against each other.

A pen stroked from front to back, from back to front, circled the first name, who is she.

(End of this chapter)