Chapter 70: Damn it, please restrain your talent
The battle between Qin Tian and Leng Xiaoming did not last long. Qin Tian relied on the exquisiteness of the Void Emperor Sutra and finally slashed out a stunning sword, winning by chance.
This move turned defeat into victory, and even caused Qin Changsheng to cheer:
"Hey! The whole room is full of three thousand drunken guests, and one sword freezes fourteen states. Not bad."
Qin Changsheng made up his mind that after the competition was over, he should find a protector for this promising descendant of the Qin family, at least at the peak of the quasi-emperor level.
This ancient poem that he copied casually made Mu Xuetong, who was standing by, admire it so much that a strange light 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 something on her body change, Mu Xuetong secretly spat, thinking that all her practice of the Supreme 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 handsome looks and some talent, he unleashes his masculine charm, 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 soldier 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 remained silent. Obviously, he was upset and speechless after losing his "wife" and his soldiers.
However, he did not expect that because he readily handed over the quasi-imperial weapon, 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 identity as a scumbag in front of everyone, so he kept agreeing with her throughout the whole time.
Comments like "Xuetong is right", "Xuetong has a keen eye", "Xuetong is so capable", etc., attracted people's attention.
Unfortunately, Mu Xuetong ignored him, which made him lose face and even gave him the urge to kill everyone present, but he endured it 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 competition was beyond everyone's expectations. The masked man, who had been keeping a low profile, suddenly burst out with the cultivation of the late Supreme Realm. He cut through all obstacles and won the championship in a crushing manner.
Everyone could see that the masked man's invincibility was growing. Not surprisingly, another rising star of the human race was rising.
However, a small incident occurred 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 severely 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 ancestor, Qin Yu crippled Helian Ba's cultivation, causing an uproar.
However, Qin Yu didn't care at all. He thought, "Just kidding! The ancestor is here. How can he go against the will of heaven?"
In the blink of an eye, it was time to award the prizes.
Qin Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "I'm familiar with this process!"
The champion's speech is about telling about his miserable childhood, which is getting worse and worse, inspiring the monks of the human race, creating idols for ordinary people, and consolidating 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 would you like to 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, aiming to shape his own invincibility and allow him to gather more luck.
Qin Yu pondered for a moment, and suddenly a strong aura burst out from between his brows. In 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.
Like a heavy hammer, it hit everyone's heart hard, sounding 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:
"Who the hell told you to say that, little brat? What I mean is, 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, after losing both his parents, he made a living by picking up trash, but by chance he embarked on the path of cultivation, and with his strong will he has come this far."
"It's primarily to inspire the vast majority of ordinary human cultivators, to resonate with them, and to restore the glory of our race. Do you understand?"
ah?
Qin Yu was dumbfounded again, shocked by the idea of his ancestor Tianma.
My dear ancestors, I have been on the path of invincibility in this life. If you ask me to say that, doesn’t it seem uncool at all?
Moreover, in the path of cultivation, wealth, friends, Dharma and land are all important, with wealth being the most important. If an ordinary person does not have an extraordinary ancestor and some special bloodline and flesh, how could he possibly 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 gave the order.
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 your support."
"My parents died when I was young, and I made a living picking up trash. Later, I was adopted by a vicious foster parent who beat me a hundred times a day. Later, I fell off a cliff and was hit..."
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.
How come the style of painting becomes so strange in the next second?
This transition is a bit too abrupt.
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