Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 213 A Faint Induction

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Seeing Wei Yuezhou falling from the air with blood spurting from his chest, the audience let out a cry of surprise.

A figure suddenly appeared, hugging Wei Yuezhou, with a flash of light in his hand, he pressed it on his chest.

Zhang Shan narrowed his eyes: "It's He Lengyang."

He Lengyang looked back at him with a cold gaze.

Then he took Wei Yuezhou through the air and left.

"I shattered my heart, is it so difficult that I can save it?"

The doubts in his heart disappeared in a flash, Zhang Shan jumped off the ring and returned to the auditorium.

"Actually, there's no need for a killer. This will make a big feud."

Yan Suifeng sighed and said to him.

"Hmph, the two masters and apprentices don't think like you do, brother. Wei Yuezhou wanted Zhang Shan to explode and die just now. As for He Lengyang, he didn't feel at ease when he got the sword out. It's his own fault."

Nan Ruoli defended Zhang Shan.

"Forget it, he also deserved it... Don't watch the next game, just go back."

Yan Suifeng shook his head, looked around and said.

In this match, after all, it was Wen Tianzong who fought against each other. Even though they won, it would not be a pleasant thing to stay here to be judged by others.

After returning to his residence, Zhang Shan went to clean himself.

After coming out, Fang Yiru was left alone in the living room.

"Senior sister, where are the uncle and master?"

Zhang Shan walked to her side and sat down.

"They went back to the mountain to meet the master. Although everyone has their destiny in the arena, there are still some things that need to be tidied up."

Fang Yiru glanced at him and said.

"Senior sister, I won the competition, why do you look unhappy?"

Zhang Shan looked at her expression and couldn't help asking.

"You bad guy, you talked nonsense in the ring just now, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

Fang Yiru glared at him fiercely and said.

"Didn't I want to irritate him and make him impetuous? Hey, besides, I'm telling the truth."

Zhang Shan scratched his head and smiled.

"What's the truth? You're talking nonsense!"

Fang Yiru blushed.

"Senior sister, didn't you say that you don't like people with the surname Wei? How is this nonsense?" Zhang Shan wondered.

"What I said was another sentence of yours, don't give me a sloppy eye." Fang Yiru said angrily.

"Oh, I always thought it was right when I said you liked me, didn't I?"

Zhang Shan looked at her with a cheeky smile and said.

"Asshole! Of course not, you have a good idea."

Fang Yiru blushed, stomped her feet and said angrily.

Zhang Shan looked at her with burning eyes, with an expression that I don't believe you are lying.

"I won't tell you, you bastard!"

Fang Yiru's ears turned red, she couldn't stand his gaze any longer, stomped her foot, and the figure disappeared from the hall in a flash.

"It seems that the movement skills are much faster."

Zhang Shan secretly smiled in his heart, teasing the beautiful senior sister from time to time is also a great joy in life.

"Now that I have advanced to the seventh level of true martial arts, I am only one step away from the eighth level. There should be no problems in the following competitions."

He stood up and stretched.

"These two days are too tense, why don't you go to Wei Kong for a glass of wine and relax."

After making up his mind, Zhang Shan went out, unfolded his movements, and headed towards the place where Wei Kong lived.

Walking into the yard, it was under the grape arbor last time, Wei Kong was drinking wine at the stone table.

Zhang Shan flickered and floated to sit opposite him.

"Looking at your gloomy look, what's the matter, has the heart-eclipsing spell struck again?"

Zhang Shan took the wine glass next to him, poured a glass of wine, and asked.

"No, the Corroding Heart Curse is being suppressed by me now, it should be lurking now, and it has not caused me any trouble."

Wei Kong shook his head and said.

Zhang Shan drank the wine in one gulp: "Then what trouble have you encountered again? You won't fall in love with that fairy, you can't wish for it, and you toss and turn?"

Wei Kong glared at him: "I'm as boring as you, fighting for a woman."

"Hey, have you heard that too? In fact, I have always regarded her as a very good friend, not my woman. What the Taoist said was just an excuse for convenience."

Zhang Shan explained.

"Yes, there is something I haven't had a chance to thank you for."

Zhang Shan then said again.

"What?" Wei Kong asked suspiciously.

Zhang Shan explained the relationship between Wu Xueyue and himself.

"She's your second sister-in-law? That's really unexpected."

After hearing this, Wei Kong had a strange expression on his face.

Zhang Shan nodded, and couldn't help asking: "She, really looks like your mother?"

"Well, very similar."

Wei Kong stretched out his hand to touch the wine glass, and a picture of a woman appeared.

Zhang Shan took a closer look and saw that the woman in the picture was almost cast from the same mold except that she was a little older.

"If it wasn't for the fact that you two couldn't match each other, I almost thought she was your sister."

There was a hint of sadness in Wei Kong's eyes, and with a flick of his finger, the image disappeared.

After being silent for a while, he said again: "I do have something, but I'm not sure."

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Shan looked at him and felt that things should be unusual.

"How should I say it? Today, I have a vague feeling that someone related to Qin is somewhere three thousand miles away."

Wei Kong frowned and said: "That feeling seems to come from a ray of soul consciousness in the spell, I think, it should be a trace of soul after Qin blew himself into the spell, and then this soul consciousness has a reaction with his companions. "

"You mean, Qin has another accomplice waiting for an opportunity nearby? And you sensed his existence because of the spell?"

Zhang Shan asked in surprise.

"Yes, I was thinking, maybe the people in the Hall of Death have a spiritual connection with each other, and I have Qin's remnant soul in my body, so I feel it, but I don't know if it is my illusion."

Wei Kong said uncertainly.

"The magic way martial artist's skills are weird, your feeling should not be an illusion."

Zhang Shan thought about it and said, "Then have you told Elder Cui yet?"

Wei Kong shook his head: "Master had some insights yesterday, and he is in retreat, so don't disturb him now."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhang Shan raised his eyebrows.

"Originally, I wanted to ask you for help. From that vague induction, I guessed that the other party should be a martial artist of the first level of Xuanwu. As long as we are suppressed by your suppression law, we will not be afraid of him!"

"That's no problem. I still have two more games, and it will be over in six days. Then we will kill him together!"

Zhang Shan readily agreed.

"you win?"

Wei Kong was stunned, then frowned slightly.

"No, what kind of expression do you have, you think I can't lose?"

Zhang Shan said dissatisfied.

"I originally thought that if you lost today's game, I would ask you for help, but now I'm afraid it won't work..."

Wei Kong said with a tangled expression: "I feel that he is doing something bad, but I don't know what it is. Anyway, it's very dangerous. Maybe it will be done in three or four days."

"Is that so?"

Zhang Shan pondered for a moment, he must participate in the competition, and it would definitely not be a wise decision to search for that person during the competition.

"Maybe, I have a way."

He suddenly thought of a bold idea.

(End of this chapter)