But it’s Murong Jiu who’s on the court!
Not only Qian Xueqing, but also many of the ordinary people watching below were cheering for Murong Jiu. Their eyes were fixed on the young man on the stage who was dressed in plain clothes but had a handsome and bright appearance. They were obviously supporters of Murong Jiu.
First of all, it is the popularity that Murong Jiu has accumulated over these days.
Secondly, it also has something to do with the opponent on the stage.
This round is to select thirty winners from sixty people.
The opponent is determined by drawing lots.
Baili Feiyue's opponent is Fengluan, the leader of a martial arts sect. Although he is only in his forties and has a decent appearance, he is naturally inferior to the young and handsome "Murong Jiu".
Although the age of this sect leader is actually quite suitable, who doesn’t prefer to look at young, handsome and beautiful people?
Of course, the leader also has many supporters.
It's just that the people who support this leader are relatively older and more stable. Unlike those who support Murong Jiu, who are relatively young and can open their voices without any scruples to cheer for the people they support.
Most importantly, they felt that this was a competition without suspense.
The ending was already determined.
When Mu Wen and Mu Wu saw their opponent Baili Feiyue, their hearts tightened.
In terms of fighting alone, this leader is the best expert in Fengluan Jianghu!
Not only in the martial arts world, he is the best master in the entire Fengluan!
They asked themselves that even if the two brothers were put together, they were no match for this leader!
This leader...
The two of them subconsciously glanced at Changsun Wuji in front of them.
The power of this leader should be only slightly inferior to that of the unfathomable Regent of Dajing!
What kind of luck is this Miss Ling San!
There were fifty-nine people who could be her opponents, but she chose the strongest one!
Mu Wen and Mu Wu knew very well that Miss Ling San was able to surprise people, and the gap between her and the head of the sect was too big. This was a pure duel, and poison could not be used. Miss Ling San... had no chance of winning.
Although I don’t want to say it, nor do I want to think it this way.
No one wanted Miss Ling San to win more than them.
But the facts are there.
In fact, it's not just them. Even those who cheered for Murong Jiu knew in their hearts that the person they supported was no match for the leader.
In their hearts, they felt sorry for Murong Jiu and lamented how he had chosen their Fengluan's number one master as his opponent.
At the same time, he comforted himself that Murong Jiu, at such a young age, had the opportunity to fight with Fengluan's number one master, which would be of great benefit to his future improvement in martial arts.
Many people will never get such an opportunity in their entire life!
Therefore, most of them now hold the view that Master Murong Jiu will definitely lose, but based on Master Murong's previous competitions, losing is definitely also a wonderful idea.
What they want to see is the process, the ending is not important!
Baili Feiyue is not a fool, she can still sense the strength of her opponent to some extent.
What's more, she has always believed in knowing yourself and knowing your enemy.
She didn't just rest yesterday, she got to know the other 59 winners.
If it comes to pure kung fu competition, she is definitely no match for the opponent in front of her.
The attitude of the head of the sect opposite him was in line with his current status and age. He spoke with an attitude towards a younger generation, "Little brother, although the rules of this competition are to stop when you have done enough, but when you really start fighting, there are times when you can't stop. The venue we have drawn is on the plum blossom pile."
What this means is that although the plum blossom pile is not a sharp weapon, if someone is really knocked down and his body hits the plum blossom pile, it is very likely that he will be injured.
Although Baili Feiyue didn't expect how the weak could defeat the strong, but how about quitting?
That's impossible!
He raised his chin slightly with pride, "Thank you for your kindness. I have come this far, there is no reason for me to retreat without a fight."
After hearing this, there was another crazy wave of shouts of "Murong Jiu".
On the side of the royal ladies in the stands, Qian Jingshu rarely spoke out her opinion, "What a pity."
Qian Xueqing had already sat back in her original position, staring at the competition area below with great interest, and asked casually, "Second sister, what's a pity?"
"This Murong Jiu, with his talent, if he quit and went back to study hard, he could have achieved something in the future. It's a pity that he has to die here today."
Although Qian Xueqing knew that Murong Jiu could not win, she still didn't like to hear it.
"Second sister, the leader of the Lancang Sect has always been upright. This is not a life-and-death contest. The rule is to stop at a certain point. Will he take advantage of the opportunity to kill me?"
Qian Jingshu smiled slightly, "Why would he want to kill me? The leader of Lancang Sect is indeed upright, but the martial arts he practices are extremely fierce. As long as the battle starts, he can stop in time unless he wants to."
He looked at Qian Xueqing in surprise, "Aren't there enough people who have died challenging his title of the best master?"
Qian Xueqing was not worried at first, although she had heard rumors about the Lancang Sect's master's kung fu. But now that Qian Jingshu said this, Qian Xueqing felt a little nervous.
In short, many people did not expect that Murong Jiu, a dark horse who suddenly emerged with no background, and Feng Luan, the well-known top master, would become opponents.
They all thought it was a coincidence, after all, the opponents in this round were decided by draw.
However……
At this moment, in the Fengluan Palace.
Queen Mother Fengluan put down the teacup in her hand gracefully, "At this time, the leader of the Lancang Sect and the one called Murong Jiu should be on stage."
Gong Ma beside her glanced at the sky and said, "Reporting to the Queen Mother, it's time to go on stage."
Queen Mother Fengluan smiled slightly, and spoke in a very kind tone, "If Murong Jiu was not unexpected, but was my man, I would be willing to give him a chance to enter the palace. What a pity."
It's a pity, but there's not even a trace of pity in his eyes.
Gong Ma bowed her head and said respectfully, "You, Queen Mother, have carefully selected the people for Her Majesty the Empress. A country boy like Murong Jiu who suddenly appeared out of nowhere naturally doesn't have this blessing."
And the Queen Mother doesn't like any surprises.
so……
Assign the best expert in Fengluan to Murong Jiu to completely get rid of him!
In the entire Fengluan, who knew that the leader of the Lancang Sect was actually a subordinate of the Queen Mother?
However, "Though Murong Jiu was not the best in every aspect during the competition, he was always able to win by surprise. The leader of Lancang Sect..."
The Queen Mother said lightly, "If the leader of the Lancang Sect can't even handle this, what's the point of me keeping him alive? He has worked for me for so many years, he must understand this principle."
Madam Gong nodded respectfully, "Yes, I was overthinking."
The Queen Mother asked casually, "What is the Empress doing now?"
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