Chapter 60 The Emperor's Eldest Son (17)
Clang!
The deafening roar, like a mountain splitting and rocks cracking, made people's eardrums ache. On the stage, a huge, dazzling light rose up, causing many people to experience temporary blindness.
Countless people were astonished.
"The collision of quasi-Emperor-level magic weapons has such power!"
"Goodness, even I didn't expect that kid to be so resilient. It seems he really went all out."
"Hehe, he's definitely going to lose now. Didn't you see he's already retreating? He's almost backed to the edge of the platform."
Everyone's eyes narrowed.
Sure enough, Changqing had retreated to the edge of the stage, and the radiance around him seemed to have dimmed considerably.
It seems like it's coming to an end.
Not only did the spectators below the stage think this way, but even Yue Cangwu on the platform narrowed his eyes.
"It's over, Yue Changqing!"
Su Bai's forehead veins bulged as he roared.
Bang bang bang!
He attacked fiercely, giving his opponent no chance to breathe.
In his mind, the opponent had already retreated to the edge, almost at the end of his rope. With three strikes combined, even if the shield broke and the person died, it would at least make the opponent cough up blood.
A gasp of surprise erupted from the audience.
But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.
A flash of light appeared, and Changqing stood firmly in place.
"What's going on? It seems like he's gotten used to this level of attack, and it's not as effective as before?"
"Impossible! With this kid's strength and the large amount of pills he's taken, he should be suffering from pill poisoning by now. How can he still hold on?"
Some people continue to question it.
But most people remained silent. At least so far, Changqing's strength didn't seem that weak; in fact, it was rather strange.
On stage, Su Bai was already feeling tired. He took a step back and gasped for breath.
"you--"
Changqing took something out of his storage ring and swallowed it, then remained calm.
"What do you mean, Su Bai? If this is all the strength you have, you should just admit defeat."
Good grief, this guy is clearly a coward, yet he dares to provoke us?
Su Bai was young after all, and after fighting for so long without achieving anything, he was already very angry. Hearing this, he couldn't help but speak up.
"Aaaaaah!"
He roared to the sky and charged forward, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
In the stands.
Yue Cangwu frowned, a sense of unease inexplicably rising in his heart.
Bai'er was clearly a little flustered.
This mana-intensive fighting style can't be sustained.
The audience fell silent.
Many people secretly thought that if things continued like this, it would be really hard to predict who would win or lose.
Evergreen remains as immovable as a mountain.
His magical power surged, causing his long black hair to flutter, but he remained calm and composed, displaying an air of confidence that he had the victory in his grasp.
Rumble!
As the dust settled, Su Bai's hair was disheveled, and his usually calm expression began to falter.
"Why are you still standing?!"
He questioned in a hoarse voice.
yes.
Why is he still standing? This question puzzled not only Su Bai, but also everyone else.
Everyone stared intently at the figure on the stage, their hearts filled with indescribable emotions.
Changqing looked at the nearly out-of-control boy in front of him, his eyes filled with no pity, only mockery.
"Ha, why? Su Bai, then tell me, why are you chasing after me relentlessly?"
“That is of course—” Su Bai said without hesitation.
"Naturally, it's for upholding justice?" Changqing scoffed. "Then let me give you a rundown: three months ago, by the Xishui River, more than thirty members of the Kaishan Sect died at the hands of the rising star of the demonic path, Li Wuji; a month ago, the cultivation family Tao was wiped out by the Blood Soul Sect; ten days ago..."
He spoke in a calm tone, but when he talked about the recent atrocities committed by the demonic path, he knew them like the back of his hand. In fact, the demonic path has no scruples about its actions, and such atrocities have not only occurred recently. For thousands of years, the righteous and demonic paths have been fighting each other.
Su Bai's expression changed.
The crowd below the stage also had strange expressions. Upholding justice is indeed a rare quality in the cultivation world.
Changqing raised his voice.
"Why are you targeting me instead of upholding justice against so many evil scoundrels? Ha! Is your sense of justice so clear? Or is there some other unknown reason behind this?"
These words were ambiguous and caused an uproar as soon as they were spoken.
Before Su Bai could react, his mother, Su Rongrong, suddenly stood up.
"Boy, are you trying to stall for time to recover your magic? Your silver tongue won't change your fate!"
She spoke sharply and sternly, with a hint of barely perceptible panic in her expression.
Changqing remained completely calm, staring at Su Bai with a smug smile on his face.
"Looks like someone's more anxious than me, Su Bai. Have you considered who your biological father is?"
Su Bai was taken aback.
Father?
When he was a child, he asked his mother this question. His mother just told him that his father was doing something important and that he would be able to meet his father when he grew up.
"You...you know my father?"
He asked the question instinctively.
Normally, he would never have spoken like this, but after a battle, he was exhausted and felt a mixture of fear, respect, and curiosity towards the person before him.
On the stands, Yue Cangwu's expression tightened. Had that kid discovered something? Or did his mother find out about his illegitimate child before she died?
The audience below the stage also looked puzzled.
no.
Weren't you supposed to be dueling? Why are you talking about your backgrounds?
Some people even had wild ideas, looking at Changqing and then at Su Bai.
"Holy crap, could Su Bai be Yue Changqing's son? To be honest, the two do look a bit alike."
"That's impossible. Yue Changqing is only in his thirties, while Su Rongrong has been famous for many years and is several hundred years old. How old was Yue Changqing more than ten years ago?"
"Hehe, that kid is definitely trying to buy time to recover. He's been beaten for so long, his magic power should be exhausted by now."
Many people were whispering among themselves.
Su Rongrong's face turned pale with anger; this was an insult to her!
Hearing this from the stands, Yue Cangwu felt his head buzzing.
Damn it!
What's going on here? Su Bai is clearly his and Su Rongrong's son.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Suddenly, he roared, his voice like a thunderclap, instantly silencing all the whispers.
At this moment, he made no attempt to conceal his imperial aura, staring directly at Changqing on the stage, his anger blatant.
"You unfilial son! What nonsense are you spouting? How dare you speak such blatant lies in front of all these seniors!"
"Guards, seize this unfilial son!"
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