Fortunately, the battle between Qin Tian and Leng Xiaoming did not last long. Relying on the exquisiteness of the Void Emperor Sutra, Qin Tian finally slashed out an amazing sword and won by chance.
This move turned defeat into victory, and even caused Qin Changsheng to cheer:
"Good! A hall full of flowers intoxicates three thousand guests, and a sword freezes fourteen states. Not bad."
Qin Changsheng made up his mind that after the competition, he should find a protector for this promising descendant of the Qin family, at least a quasi-emperor.
This ancient poem that was copied casually made Mu Xuetong, who was standing by, admire it so much that a strange look flashed in her eyes.
She was even more thinking about the past when he had made her fall in love with him with just one of his famous poems.
It’s worthy of him!
Only he can write poems, songs and other masterpieces that will be passed down through the ages!
Feeling the changes in her body, Mu Xuetong secretly spat, thinking that all her practice of the Tai Shang Wang Qing Heart Sutra was in vain, and she involuntarily clamped her legs together again.
Pervert!
Damn it, he doesn’t even know how to restrain his talent when he’s out there!
Relying on his good looks and some talent, he displays his masculine charm wantonly, making it hard to guard against him!
As the battle ended, Qin Changsheng was somewhat surprised.
Although Shangguan Xun's expression was extremely painful and it was obvious that his heart was bleeding, he still handed over the quasi-imperial weapon without hesitation.
As expected of a famous figure of the human race, Qin Changsheng's impression of him changed slightly and he gave up some of his ideas.
After Shangguan Xun, the lord of Ziyun Mansion, handed over the quasi-imperial soldiers, he said nothing. Obviously, he was so upset that he lost his "wife" and his soldiers, and he was speechless.
However, what he did not expect was that because he readily handed over the quasi-imperial soldiers, Ziyun Mansion avoided a disaster of destruction.
The following battle was basically commented on by Mu Xuetong, Yun Wusheng and Xing Wuhen.
As for Qin Changsheng, he was worried that Mu Xuetong would expose his true face as a scumbag in front of everyone, so he kept agreeing with her throughout the whole time.
Comments like "Xue Tong is right", "Xue Tong has a keen eye", "Xue Tong is so capable", etc., attracted people's frequent attention.
Unfortunately, Mu Xuetong ignored him, which made him feel very embarrassed. He even had the urge to kill everyone present, but fortunately he held back in the end.
Alas, there is nothing I can do. It’s my own fault. I can’t hit him, nor can I scold him, Qin Changsheng thought to himself.
Not beating or scolding your girlfriend is the last bottom line for a scumbag.
Of course, beating and scolding at special times and places cannot be considered beating and scolding, but rather as fun.
The rest of the game was beyond everyone's expectations. The masked man who had been keeping a low profile suddenly burst out with the cultivation level of the late Supreme Realm. He overcame all obstacles along the way and won the championship in a crushing manner.
Everyone can see that the masked man has developed an invincible momentum. If nothing unexpected happens, another new star of the human race will rise.
However, a small incident happened in the middle. Helian Ba, the Holy Son of Senluo Palace, was extremely vicious and cruel, especially when he advanced to the top 16, he seriously injured his own brother Qin Tian, which made Qin Yu, the masked man who was crazy about protecting his brother, furious.
After receiving instructions from his ancestors, Qin Yu took action to destroy Helian Ba's cultivation, causing an uproar.
However, Qin Yu didn't care at all. He thought, "Come on, the ancestor is here. How can he rebel against the heaven?"
In the blink of an eye, it was time to present the awards.
Qin Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "I'm familiar with this process!"
The champion's speech is about telling about his miserable childhood, the more miserable the better, to inspire the monks of the human race, to create an idol for ordinary people, and to gather the destiny of the human race.
So he ran over and did not rush to give out the reward. Instead, he handed the amplified note to the masked man Qin Yu.
He said in a relaxed tone:
"Come on, say a few words. As the champion of this Tianjiao Competition, do you have anything to say to the audience or your opponents, or perhaps tell us about your own deeds?"
ah?
Qin Yu was a little confused by his ancestor's behavior.
Still want to give a speech?
Wasn't there such a process in the past?
However, he understood in an instant that this was the good intention of his ancestors, which was to create an invincible path for himself and allow him to gather more luck.
Qin Yu pondered for a moment, and suddenly a strong aura burst out from between his brows. With a resounding and powerful voice, he slowly said to the Tianjiao:
"In this life, I will suppress all enemies in the world. I hope you will work harder and see me on the road to the Emperor."
"After all, once I surpass you, I'll be far ahead!"
Far ahead, far ahead!
These four words seemed to carry infinite magic power, constantly echoing on Yuanchu Mountain.
It was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard, and it was particularly harsh.
Damn it!
Qin Changsheng cursed in his heart. This brat had misunderstood. He was still so arrogant in this situation. Wasn't he afraid of arousing public outrage?
He quickly sent a message to Qin Yu:
"Stinky boy, who the hell told you to say that? What I meant was, you should tell me more about your own suffering, no matter how miserable it is. Anyway, you are wearing a mask, so no one knows who you are."
"For example, someone lost both parents and made a living collecting trash, but by chance embarked on the path of monasticism and relied on his strong will to reach where he is today."
"The main purpose is to inspire the vast majority of human cultivators with ordinary qualifications, arouse their resonance, and restore the glory of our human race. Do you understand?"
ah?
Qin Yu was dumbfounded again, shocked by the ancestor's wild ideas.
My dear ancestor, I have been on the path of invincibility in this life. If you ask me to say this, wouldn’t it be uncool of me?
Moreover, in the path of cultivation, wealth, friends, Dharma and land are the most important, and wealth comes first. If an ordinary person does not have an extraordinary ancestor and some special bloodline and flesh, how can he become the final champion of the Tianjiao Competition?
Who would believe this if I told you?
The baby feels sad, but he doesn't say it. He can't say it, and it's useless to say it.
Qin Yu was helpless, because it was the ancestor who spoke.
He cleared his throat, reorganized his words, and even squeezed out a little sob, and said:
"Thank you to all the judges, and thank you to the human race for their support."
"My parents died when I was young, and I made a living picking up trash. Later, I was adopted by vicious foster parents who beat me a hundred times a day. Then I fell off a cliff, and by chance..."
He spoke with great emotion and eloquence.
But no one knows that underneath the mask is a face full of shame.
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Most of the audience were stunned by this sudden change.
Where was the promised lead? How come the style of painting became so strange in the next second?
This transition is a bit too abrupt.
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