Chapter 305 Chen Zhixing, you are finally here!

Day 7

A rising sun slowly rises from the end of the horizon.

The golden sunlight shines on the blue sea, turning the surface of the sea into sparkling golden color.

Clusters of golden waves push towards the beach, rolling up the fine sand and returning to the sea.

Fubo City, the port leading to the depths of the East China Sea.

It was only early morning, but the place was already bustling with activity and noise.

On normal days, the long coastline of Fubo City is already crowded with people, making it impossible to get through.

The leaders of various powers occupied the viewing platforms with the best views of the battle.

And on the beach.

A golden carriage pulled by nine real dragons was crawling, occupying the long beach!

The other side.

The two Nether Elders stood with their hands in their sleeves, expressionless. Behind them were a group of Anbu members with rabbit masks covering their faces.

Front position of the port.

“There are so many people!”

Xu Qingqing's little face was full of excitement. She grew up in Nanping Sword Sect and this was the first time she had seen such a lively scene.

Even the knowledgeable old woman in black and the calm Mu Jianping could not help but sigh in amazement.

"Among the top forces in the thirteen states of the Eastern Xuan Territory, more than half of them have sent people here."

"The number of Nirvana Realm cultivators at the scene alone exceeds the number on both hands, and the number of True Self Realm cultivators is even more numerous!"

"Rare, really rare in the world!"

The old woman in black shook her head and couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.

She was the grand elder of the Nanping Sword Sect, with her Zhenwu cultivation, and was a well-known figure in Nanzhou. She was respected wherever she went.

At this moment, just in front of the shore, there are probably nearly a hundred people like her who are in the True Self Realm!

"I'm afraid that there aren't so many True Self Realm cultivators in the entire Nanzhou?" The old woman in black smiled bitterly.

Mu Jianping was slightly dazed.

When she was in Nanping Sword Sect, she often heard about the deeds of Chen Zhixing, the third son of Ziwei. Although she knew that the third son was very popular now, he was the person standing at the forefront of this era.

However, I have no clear idea of ​​how great Chen Zhixing's influence is.

Now, she understood! What is a person standing at the forefront of an era? It is someone who can affect the whole world with just a casual move!

A simple battle created a shocking scene that attracted millions of people!

"Hehe, Senior Long, two junior sisters, this position is not easy to get. If I didn't have a relationship with the Ziwei Chen family and deliberately went to greet the Ziwei Chen family, we wouldn't be able to stand so close to the front based on our status and strength."

Tang Long, holding a white folding fan, said complacently as he fanned himself.

"Mr. Tang, you are so amazing!"

Xu Qingqing, who was standing aside, couldn't help but look at Tang Long with admiration.

"Hahaha, no, no, after the war is over, if the Third Young Master wins, maybe I can take you to meet the Third Young Master."

Tang Long laughed loudly, and the pain of having spent a full 100,000 spirit stones to buy this position suddenly disappeared a little.

"Two junior sisters, I have helped you so much this time. We have to have a few drinks tonight and not leave until we are drunk! You can't refuse me again!"

Tang Long pretended to be serious and said half-jokingly.

"Hehe, of course, of course." Xu Qingqing nodded her head quickly like a chick pecking at rice.

Mu Jianping thought about how she had rejected Tang Long's invitation several times in the past few days, and nodded a little embarrassedly, "Just do as Mr. Tang said."

Time passes slowly.

The rising sun gradually moved away from the sea and rose higher.

The thick fog gradually dissipated above the sparkling sea.

It was seen very far away from Fubo City.

A figure with gray hair and wearing a bamboo hat sits cross-legged on the sea, holding a fishing rod and fishing quietly.

A pale chill unconsciously emanated from his body, gradually freezing the entire sea surface.

"Li Changsheng!"

"Li Changsheng is here!"

In an instant, countless people were shocked and let out low cries.

The next moment.

Their eyes were all fixed on where Old You and the other two were.

The time for the battle has come.

Li Changsheng has arrived.

Then where is the third son, Chen Zhixing? In the golden carriage pulled by nine real dragons.

The car curtain was gently lifted by a big hand.

Sikong Xuanji sat in the middle of the carriage and said calmly:

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Where's Chen Zhixing? Why hasn't he come yet? Is he really so untrustworthy?"

Old You glanced at him sideways, curled his lips and said casually: "You old man, why are you in such a hurry? Our young master always goes to bed early and gets up late. If you want to fight, wait until our young master has had enough sleep!"

"you!"

When Sikong Xuanji heard this, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Lao Deng'er? This You Lao was probably even older than him!

You still have the nerve to call him Lao Deng'er? "Humph, then you'd better tell your young master to hurry up. So many people are waiting for him. Don't let him become a laughing stock in the world."

Sikong Xuanji took a deep breath and spoke with a gloomy face.

As the head of an aristocratic family of immortality, he was still too proud to swallow his pride and started arguing with Old Man You like a shrew.

"Wait a minute if you want, or get out of here if you don't want. Our young master doesn't care about these things."

Old You muttered indifferently.

Just when he couldn't help but make a few more sarcastic remarks.

Crash! The Anbu members behind him all moved aside and bowed to make way.

The two You elders and the ten Shinwu elders heard the sound and looked back at the same time.

Then, smiles broke out on their faces.

"Third Young Master."

I saw him at the back of the crowd.

A figure with black hair like a waterfall, a white shirt as white as snow, a pair of narrow and long eyes, an unparalleled handsome face, and as handsome as a god, walked towards them step by step.

Swish, swish, swish! In an instant, the whole city was shaken!

Countless eyes were focused on Chen Zhixing.

"Chen Zhixing is here!"

"Chen Zhixing, the third son of Ziwei!"

Countless people exclaimed.

Mu Jianping, Xu Qingqing and others in the crowd also stood on tiptoe to look.

"Is that Chen Zhixing? He's even more handsome than in the portrait!!"

Xu Qingqing opened her mouth slightly and was stunned for a moment.

Mu Jianping, who was standing by, was also shocked, and a strange light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Tang Long is already handsome, but compared with the third son Chen Zhixing, he is just a firefly. Compared with the bright moon, there is a world of difference. There is no comparison at all! Far away from Fubo City.

"Chen Zhixing, you are finally here!"

Li Changsheng, with his gray hair loose and wearing a bamboo hat, slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixing.

A surging fighting spirit instantly burst out from his eyes, and his gaze broke through countless voids!

(End of this chapter)