The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1020: Equally well-matched
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"Sir, you are..."
Hearing Zhuo Fan's words, Shui Ruohua couldn't help shaking her body, slightly startled, and her face was puzzled: "Have you known Qingcheng... before?"
She had always been surprised. With Chu Qingcheng's mental disorder, most people would try to avoid contact. Why did this person extend a helping hand without hesitation? What's even more strange is that Chu Qingcheng, who can't even get close to acquaintances, does not have a sense of rejection towards the man in front of him.
The result can only be that he and Qingcheng are more familiar friends than anyone else, and this level of familiarity is extraordinary, even surpassing their sisterhood!
Without answering her question right away, Zhuo Fan pondered for a long while before faintly said: "I and her... are quite familiar, but I didn't expect that after so many years of not seeing her, the beautiful woman before will become like this..."
"Oh, that's it, Mr. must be a friend of Qingcheng's former friend!"
Nodded clearly, Shui Ruohua couldn't help sighing, and said lightly: "It's just that the world is impermanent. All these years, Qingcheng has suffered a lot. Because her husband was framed and killed, she... "
The face was full of sadness, Shui Ruohua slowly took her seat, looking up at the sky, and slowly narrating the bits and pieces of Chu Qingcheng over the years, as if pouring bitter water.
Zhuo Fan just sat there quietly and listened, listening to his beloved wife's experience over the years, every time he heard a word, his heart seemed to be cut by a knife, unbearable pain, and his eyes gradually moistened again.
But he gritted his teeth and endured it, not daring to make a sound, and could only force the tears of sorrow to fall back into his heart.
The people around him are also listening to this long and sad story, looking at Zhuo Fan from time to time, and bowing their heads deeply.
The entire martial arts field is full of shouts and clanging gold, but only here is exceptionally quiet, and the long sorrow is shrouded in this one-third of the land, and it will be difficult to disperse for a long time!
Chu Qingcheng was also in Shui Ruohua's account, with the slightest light in his eyes from time to time, his body was slightly tilted, and he slowly leaned on Zhuo Fan's shoulder.
At this moment, Zhuo Fan's eyes were completely moistened, no matter how hard it was to suppress the heat in his eyes, he rushed through the mask one by one. For so many years, as her husband, it is only at this moment that he can put his shoulders on her tired body.
This will eventually be the pain of his life, an indelible heartache...
On the other hand, amidst the bursts of shouts, everyone's eyes could not take care of the painful part. Everyone looked at the two people on the martial arts stage with red eyes, with excitement on their faces, looking forward to the start of the battle!
Gaba, Gaba...
The fists were clenched fiercely, and there were bursts of bone explosions. Ye Lin stared at Ouyang Changqing on the opposite side, but gritted his teeth with anger: "Boy, you just said how much this battle is. Take it seriously, don’t let Sister Qingcheng’s affairs bother me, my mother really believes it. It turns out that you are in front of a woman in such a big battle. Humph, it’s really bad for you, you're not as good as a brute, I'd rather dress up in front of a sorrowful woman than save someone's life. If Ye Lin doesn't teach you a good meal today, it's not a **** descendant of the holy beast!"
"Hey, who the **** are you scolding a woman? I dare to insult Lao Tzu's goddess, Lao Tzu will not let you go!" The look in his eyes was fierce, and Ouyang Changqing couldn't help but yell.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the aura of the whole body was suddenly emitted, and the whole body was emitting a light blue light. It was cold and heavy, and it even felt like a suffocation. With the enchantment of this stage of martial arts, it can't stop the horrible aura at all, but it is the power of the Fengtian sword that Ouyang Changqing has been enlightened for many years!
Good!
With a loud shout, all the sect disciples in the audience were applauded and cheered. As expected to be Brother Changqing, this skill is truly the best in the world!
However, facing the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, Ye Lin's face was heavy, but he didn't care at all, but his eyes condensed, and his body shook suddenly. The scorching golden flame instantly filled the whole body, and the terrifying temperature suddenly spread, making everyone in the audience feel hot.
It's just a moment of time, and the floor tiles off the court have melted and twisted a bit.
Suddenly, the entire battlefield was divided into two halves, half of which was Ouyang Changqing's icy closed sky domain, and the other half was the hot and unstoppable golden flames on Yelin's side.
The two have just made the move, but just released their aura.
Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but shrink their pupils and lost their color in shock. No longer screaming for Ouyang Changqing's name as before, but he was so dumbfounded.
Originally, they thought that this battle was no different from before. It must be an overwhelming victory for Ouyang Changqing, but now it seems that it was a tie, at least in terms of momentum.
For a while, everyone stopped shouting and whispering, but the expression in their eyes became more and more radiant. They really did not expect that there are really people in this younger generation who can match Ouyang Changqing. This time, this battle is wonderful!
The old guys who came to watch the game also showed surprise, gesticulating, and could not help but chuckled and nodded.
This first disciple in Xizhou really deserves his reputation. Some fought in this battle, ha ha ha...
Shangguan Qingyan pulled Murong Xue with excitement, and hurriedly said: "Sister Xue, it's different from what you had previously expected. It seems that Ouyang Changqing may not win!"
"Uh...it seems to be!"
His complexion was unconscious, Murongxue thought a little, and nodded slightly: "I can't think of Xizhou talents in such a barren land, and they can really produce such peerless talents!"
She raised her pretty face triumphantly, and Shangguan smirked lightly with a faint smile.
That is, otherwise, where do you put my Zhuo Fan? He is also from Xizhou...
"But..."
However, Murongxue's beautiful eyes lightly glanced, but she grinned again: "These two are similar in popularity, which can only prove that their skills are equal. But the number of winners and losers is still to be determined. At least the skills and martial arts are different. All these methods are the key to victory. Ouyang Changqing is the strongest in Beizhou and the son of Ouyang Lingtian. Naturally, these things are not a problem, but the Xizhou kid..."
With a grin, Shangguan Qingyan is noncommittal: "Then let's keep watching!"
With a light smile, Murongxue also stared at the martial arts stage with her eyes, her eyes were not as plain as they were just now, and she was a little bit radiant.
His face trembled slightly, feeling the aura of the opponent no less than his own. Ouyang Changqing on the martial arts stage also couldn't help but frown deeply. His face became slightly dignified, and he glanced at Murongxue below the stage. Looking at the opposite Ye Lin again, his fists clenched tightly.
It seems that I underestimated this kid before, and he was completely different from the opponents this son had encountered before. Damn it, maybe this time the battle is not the performance of this young man, but Xuemei is still watching in the audience, how can she be too embarrassed?
Hmph, a quick fight, a quick decision, a decisive victory in one breath. If it takes a long time to let him find a chance and make this young man make a fool of himself, it will be troublesome.
Other opponents, this son, don't care, but this...the key is that sister Xue is still watching from below, and she can't show her in a half embarrassed manner!
Thinking about this, Ouyang Changqing gritted his teeth, and immediately rushed towards Ye Lin with a stride.
When Ye Lin saw it, he laughed, not afraid, but also kicked and slammed into him: "Fight with Laozi, you have chosen the wrong opponent!"
Touch!
With a shocking collision, the two hit each other fiercely with one fist and one foot, but there was a loud and deafening noise immediately. The strong shock wave suddenly escaped to the surroundings, and suddenly hit the barrier that isolated the battlefield, suddenly rumbling and shaking.
Immediately afterwards, the two backed again and returned to their respective starting points, but Ye Lin indifferently shook the golden scaled arm, and the evil smile crossed the corner of his mouth, while the opposite Ouyang Changqing , But already trembling with one foot, stepping on the ground slightly vainly, obviously suffering a dark loss!
His grandmother, this kid is so strong in his physical body that he can't even fight the strengthened body of my Heavenly Swordsmanship. Is this guy... a monster?
Staring fiercely at the opposite leaf scales, Ouyang Changqing gritted his teeth with anger. When everyone saw him, they were taken aback. This trick... how could it be possible that the elder brother was cold and cold?
It's not just them, even those old guys from the sect, watching from the sky, they couldn't help but curl their beards slightly. They were amazed: "This Xizhou guy is so amazing. This is the first time I have ever seen him. So frustrated!"
"Unexpectedly, Xizhou has produced such a wizard. It is really rare to see in 10,000 years!" Another old man also nodded repeatedly and exclaimed in admiration.
But before he finished his words, a long sigh suddenly sounded: "My Xizhou disciples are so full of talents, and there is more than one like this!"
Unconsciously, everyone turned their heads to look, but they were shocked immediately: "Heibeard Supreme, why are you here? You Ssangyong Supreme, aren't you Ssangyong Supreme, are you not cracking the seal of the soaring sword for Shangguan, how could you... …"
"Hey, the seal is so strong, weird, and very strange. We couldn't break it after a lot of effort. It has been three days and three nights. I came out and let the old man continue to break it. Come on!" He shook his hand slightly, Black Beard Supreme shook his head helplessly.
They nodded clearly, and everyone bowed and bowed: "Heibeard Supreme has worked hard, but what did you just say? Could it be that there are disciples like this child in Xizhou, isn't it possible? "
"Not like him, but better than him!"
"What, then how could he become the number one in Western State..."
"Hey, because that strong one has been dead for many years. If he is still there, the old man would dare to pack the votes, and the future will really be the second undefeated sword sovereign. Then we have hope in dealing with Zhongzhou’s ambitions. It's a pity..." A stunned color flashed in his eyes, and the black-bearded Lord couldn't help but sighed helplessly.
When everyone heard it, they all felt suspicious.
Is this old guy true, isn't it bragging? When did Xizhou have so many talents? Even a second child who came from the bench could overwhelm their North State No. 1 disciple. How about the real Xizhou No. 1 disciple?