Chapter 153 The knife falls from the hand
Chi Rang, the Lord of Xuanzhou, stared at the image in the mirror with a distorted expression on his face. He then looked at Wei Mo's movements, and the corners of his mouth twitched repeatedly. After a while, he finally spoke, "How is the entry inspection conducted? Among the two people fighting, which one has the initial martial arts cultivation?"
He didn't name anyone, but those who knew the situation knew who he was referring to.
Wei Mo turned around and said with a relieved look, "There is only one step between beginner martial arts and advanced martial arts, which is only two or three months. Isn't it normal to break through during this period?"
For many things, the feeling is different when there is someone to help speak for you.
Chi Rang was too lazy to pay attention to him. He said, "I didn't tell you anything." He turned his head and stared at the person in charge of the stands, and shouted, "What's wrong with this mirror image? So many sects are queuing up to see the situation of their own disciples. Many people are anxious. Why did they catch one and let it go? Ask which sect Yang Wu is showing favoritism to."
This unexpected disaster made the person in charge break out in a cold sweat, thinking that you are very magnanimous in front of ordinary people.
But what could he do? He immediately turned around and trotted off to do it.
"Haha." A domain lord couldn't help laughing. He turned to the domain lord next to him who had never been there before and whispered about the situation in which Chi Rang had occupied the mirror screen and caused dissatisfaction among others.
Someone sighed with emotion, "Oh, Brother Chi is upright, I admire him."
Wei Mo let go of his hands and sat down again, "I admire you very much too."
Chi Rang immediately glanced at him coldly, "Stop being so sarcastic, how about Shengzhou and I, Xuanzhou, make a bet on the number of the remaining insect crystals?"
When they heard about the gambling game, some people immediately became excited. Isn't this more interesting than watching children fighting? They were eager to see the world in chaos.
"Wei Mo, this is a challenge to your face, can you tolerate it?"
"I'm not fighting for face, I'm fighting for reputation, I'm betting with him."
"Wei Mo, have some backbone, bite him."
Wei Mo would not listen to these dogs barking. The chances of winning were too low. It was obvious that he would lose, so why bother betting? He leaned back in his chair, feeling comfortable, and clapped his hands on the armrests. This show of face-saving was enough. At least he had something to shut up the old dog Chi Rang when they were bickering.
At the Wukang Mountain viewing seat, two elders and a disciple stared blankly at the mirror image, their jaws dropped in shock.
Soon, the two elders felt a chill when they looked at each other. A normal competition for life and death was actually nothing, but could it be so easy to slap Su Yuanzong in the face in public?
In addition, Wei Mo, the Lord of Shengzhou, already had some opinions about Wukang Mountain. When the two of them thought about the future, they became speechless.
"Shi Chun won and killed the Su Yuan Sect disciple with his sword!"
Someone in the parade ground let out an exclamation of disbelief, which seemed to ignite the scene, and the spectators who had come to their senses began to talk a lot.
Feng Chi, covered in a cloak, looked around to see everyone's reactions. The moment the head fell to the ground in the mirror, she almost cheered with fists and arms in excitement. Her blood boiled and she felt so happy in her heart!
The reason for this is that she is extremely depressed.
People who have not had the same experience as her cannot understand her. She is a good-looking woman, but she is stuck in a brothel as a madam, smiling and greeting people all day long. She treats people like a master when they pay her, and even takes advantage of the nagging men to take advantage of her. She even wants to kill someone, but she has to endure it.
She had been feeling extremely aggrieved. She was not some feared demon. She had become as a grandson as herself. No, she was even worse than a grandson. She was no different from a bitch.
He is not from the evil sect, but from the brothel.
She had already shouted silently countless times in countless days and nights.
She has long wanted to punch the Heavenly Palace and step on the Royal Palace. The Su Niu Sect and the Su Shi Sect are right in front of her, so she just needs to kill them, kill, kill, kill!
The Shi Chun in the mirror was just to her liking. She liked him so much that she wanted to hug him and kiss him countless times.
Of course, she could only suppress her boiling blood in her body, otherwise she would die. Emotions were emotions, but rationally speaking, she was a little worried about Shichun's future.
There was a lot of noise, but Xuanzhou's side seemed relatively quiet. At most, some people were whispering. No matter how surprised they were or how much they wanted to discuss it, they had to give Su Yuanzong some face.
But the discussions in other distant continents are out of control.
Su Yuan Sect's elder Ji Qinghe still stared at the mirror with a sullen face, seemingly indifferent to the criticisms around him.
The disciples beside him endured and endured, but one disciple couldn't stand it anymore and shouted to his companions: "Shichun is such a cunning villain. He deliberately beat Junior Brother Chao so badly and then fought with him. It's really shameful!"
Another fellow disciple immediately echoed loudly, "That's right, Junior Brother Chao's 'Weapon Dispelling Technique' has been cultivated to the level of Seven Magical Weapons, but now he can only use Three Magical Weapons, which is not even half of his strength. Otherwise, this beast would have no chance of survival!"
The two of them were not talking to each other, they were clearly talking to everyone around them.
"Okay." Ji Qinghe suddenly scolded the two people on his left and right, and then sat down again with a sullen face.
The disciples around him had no choice but to sit down in silence.
Ji Qinghe suddenly said, "Before, when Guan Wen and Yan Ji disappeared, they were also with this Shi Chun."
The disciples on both sides looked at him in unison, not knowing what he meant. They suspected that the reason why the two disappeared in the Moon Sea was also related to this Shi Chun?
Ji Qinghe: "You should go ask the people from Wukang Mountain whether Wukang Mountain gave Shi Chun the Wind Scales before he entered the arena."
"Okay." The two agreed immediately, stood up and were about to leave.
"Wait." Ji Qinghe suddenly called out to the two of them. They turned their heads to look at him, then turned back to face him, waiting for his instructions.
Unexpectedly, Ji Qinghe only sighed and said, "Forget it, there's no need. It's not important anymore."
I originally wanted to discuss the matter at hand, but then I changed my mind and felt that doing so would be unworthy of Su Yuanzong's dignity and was unnecessary.
"Elder." The two disciples were still somewhat unwilling. They wanted to go and question Wu Kangshan about the crime.
Ji Qinghe said no more and stared at the mirror again.
The two disciples had no choice but to look at each other and sit down again.
Before the scene in the mirror could jump away, some sects that were also members of Xuanzhou were secretly groaning when watching it, such as the Bilan Sect behind Chu Jingtang, the Ziyun Sect behind Lao Changtai, and so on.
When Shi Chun first appeared in the mirror image, others couldn't recognize the people from their sect. Could they themselves not recognize the disciples from their sect who were attending the meeting?
He immediately discovered that the disciples of his own sect were mingling with Shi Chun and the others.
They didn't take it seriously at first, but when they saw Shi Chun killing Chao Zhilin in public, the people from the eleven sects suddenly felt a chill down their spines, wondering why their disciples were hanging out with Shi Chun.
A person from Xuanzhou fell at your feet, but you did nothing and instead chatted and laughed with a person from Shengzhou. What are you doing?
They couldn't understand it at all, and were afraid that Shi Chun in the mirror image would run back to meet the people from their sect. If he showed his face too much, it would be easy for him to be recognized.
Lan Qiaoyan in the stands stared at the mirror image and let out a sigh, muttering, "This guy..."
Miao Yilan couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Dad, after the Sky Rain Meteor Conference is over, will the people of Su Yuan Sect let Shi Chun go?"
She may not know much about other sects, but she is somewhat aware of the reputation of Su Yuan Sect, at least she knows more than Shi Chun.
Miao Dingyi stared at the mirror image and said calmly, "Whether he can pass the test before the end of the conference is another matter. For the sake of Su Yuanzong's reputation, Mulan Qingqing, the leader of Su Yuanzong, will not let him go easily after killing a disciple of Su Yuanzong."
Lan Qiaoyan was quick to realize that her husband was talking about something else, and asked, "Is Mulan Qingqing famous?"
Miao Dingyi: "The last leader of Su Yuan Sect was named 'Mulan'."
Lan Qiaoyan said "oh" and understood. She had to defend the reputation of Su Yuanzong to the death. Suddenly, she said "eh" as if she remembered something. "Then... Mulan Jin, who was expelled from Su Yuanzong and now works in the Heavenly Court, and she..."
Miao Dingyi: "It's her father."
Lan Qiaoyan was surprised, "You're going to attend the Meteor Shower Conference with this status?"
Miao Dingyi smiled faintly, "Identity is sometimes tiring."
Gong Shaoci also moved his gaze away from the light screen. He stood beside the Miao family members' seats calmly, accompanying them quietly and listening to their conversation.
On the best stand, the person in charge came back and personally ran to Xuanzhou Territory Lord Chi Rang to explain, "Lord Chi, it's not easy for Yang Wu to deal with this mirror image. He said that the other party paid for it, so it's not easy for him to cut it off."
Chi Rang was already secretly furious, and he became even angrier after hearing this. He said with a fake smile, "Who is this person who is so rich and powerful? Introduce him to me."
The person in charge was a little hesitant, looked at everyone, and was glared at by Chi Rang, so he had to confess honestly, "The distinguished guest from the south is the grandson of Youbi Hou of Shanbuzhou, Gong Shaoci."
After these words were spoken, Chi Rang was stunned, and all the domain lords were stunned.
Although those who came from the south could not control those in the east, their grandfathers had much higher status than them. They were just spending money to have fun and were not provoking anyone. It was neither necessary nor convenient for them, the domain lords, to provoke them.
Chi Rang could only hold back his anger and asked curiously, "Why is he staring at Shi Chun? What's his relationship with Shi Chun?"
Just look at the person in the center of the picture to know who is calling.
"I don't know." The person in charge shook his head. Even if he knew, he wouldn't say it. There are some things that shouldn't come out of his mouth.
Chi Rang had nothing to say, so he flicked his fingers and let him leave.
Xiang Lan'er and Wu Jinliang had already flashed in front of Shi Chun.
The cut on Shi Chun's face was a bit big, so Wu Jinliang helped to fix it a little. He turned around and said to Lan'er happily, "His skin heals quickly. In a few days, he will be a good-looking pretty boy again."
Pretty boy? Xiang Laner admired him for being so brave to insult the word "pretty boy", but he didn't know what to say to Shi Chun. The scene of the other party fighting with Chao Zhilin just now was still flashing in his mind.
"Let's go." Shi Chun touched the wound on his face and quickly landed in front of the other two unconscious people.
He stared at the two men in thought for a while, and suddenly, in front of the astonished eyes of Xiang and Wu, he raised his knife and chopped the two men to death with blood splattering. Two more heads rolled on the ground.
(End of this chapter)
