The words of the Holy Light Elder completely confirmed the birth of the champion of this Hundred Cities War. The black-robed boy who walked out of the Longguang Main City and defeated all opponents step by step with his powerful fighting power like a dark horse finally had the last laugh.

Standing on the central battlefield, Ye Wuque's face was calm, but there was a gleam in his bright eyes, because he knew that defeating Dou Tian and winning the Hundred Cities War was not the end for him.

Turning slightly, Ye Wuque looked at the man in a green shirt standing alone outside the field, and his bright eyes flashed a little sharp again.

"Do I have to defeat you if I want to see the Great City Lord? Mo Bufan..."

The injury in his body made Ye Wuque cough for a while, and his blood kept surging. The last fight with Dou Tian was actually a loss for both sides, but Ye Wuque, who had a strong physical strength, finally made it to the end.

The Holy Light Elder above the void had now stood on the central battlefield again. As he spoke, the top ten of the Hundred Cities War walked out of the ancient gold battle platform one after another and returned to the central battlefield.

Looking at the nine young faces in front of him, Elder Shengguang nodded with satisfaction and said, "I will give you five days to deal with your own affairs. After five days, the nine of you will follow me to leave the East and go to Zhongzhou to formally worship the Holy Way of the Heavens."

As soon as these words came out, almost everyone's face showed a trace of excitement and excitement that could not be hidden!

The Holy Way of the Heavens is one of the five super sects in Zhongzhou!

Originally, for the young cultivators in the East, it was an unattainable dream. They had only heard their elders or city lords occasionally mention it, and they had no extravagant hope to become one of the disciples. For these outstanding young

geniuses who came out of the 100 main cities in the East, their original dream in this life was to be able to enter the first main city, and eventually become a real strong man who was famous in the East with the increase of cultivation and age.

However, everything in the world is like fate, and no one would have thought that the super sect that only appeared in rumors would come to the East to select disciples.

Now they have finally defeated the other opponents, laughed to the end, and became one of the disciples who can enter the Holy Way of the Heavens!

How could they not be excited?

After saying this, Elder Shengguang nodded to Wei Xiong, the second city lord, who was sitting on the main seat of the Ancient Gold Battle Arena. Then Elder Shengguang walked to a main seat of the Ancient Gold Battle Arena and sat down.

"Om"

Wei Xiong flew up from the main seat, stood in the void, looked at the nine people standing on the central battlefield, and a smile flashed across his expressionless face. Then he said loudly: "This Hundred Cities War has officially ended. Now it's the turn of rewarding the champion and the top ten!"

Reward!

This is a reward and incentive for young talents who can eventually become the top ten in the Hundred Cities War. I hope they can continue to make progress bravely and not slack off, so that they can achieve something in the future.

"Each of the top ten will receive a two million yuan pill from the first main city! And the champion Ye Wuque will receive a four million yuan pill!"

As Wei Xiong finished speaking, the entire Ancient Gold Battle Arena immediately rang with a gasp!

Two million yuan pill!

What is this concept?

A top-grade common weapon is worth only 50,000 or 60,000 Yuan Dan, and 2 million Yuan Dan is enough to buy 40 top-grade common weapons.

Most families in the 100 major cities in the East spend only 400,000 or 500,000 Yuan Dan to cultivate their children and buy various elixirs and common weapons. 2 million Yuan Dan is enough to support a family for 4 to 5 years.

Therefore, 2 million Yuan Dan is definitely an amount that cannot be ignored for most families in the East. After all, the resources consumed by a family in a year are terrifying. However, such a wealth that is enough to make people's heart beat was awarded to the top ten.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Nine storage rings appeared in the void and shot towards the nine people. Everyone grabbed the storage ring given by Wei Xiong with a little excitement, even Dou Tian, ​​who had always been as deep as the abyss, was no exception.

Although Dou Tian could barely stand up at this moment, his face was very pale, and it was obvious that the injuries in his body were also very serious.

Holding the storage ring in his hand, Ye Wuque probed into it with his soul power, and immediately saw that the storage ring was filled with Yuandan. With a thought, he knew that it was exactly four million, no more and no less, exactly the same as the 100,000 Yuandan that Ji Yuanyang left for him.

Ye Wuque was also a little excited about such a generous gift, but his hand holding the storage ring suddenly clenched into a fist, and a trace of inexplicable color flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you, Second City Lord!"

Nine voices of sincere gratitude sounded at the same time. Wei Xiong in the void nodded slightly, but then his iron eyes swept towards Ye Wuque.

"This Hundred Cities War has ended. Ye Wuque, as the champion, you are qualified to meet the Grand City Lord."

Wei Xiong's voice was very loud, spreading throughout the ancient gold battle stage, and also made the originally noisy ancient gold battle stage quiet again.

Meeting the Grand City Lord, what kind of honor is this?

In the entire First Main City, there is only one young cultivator who is qualified to see the true face of the Grand City Lord, and that is Mo Bufan, who was accepted as a disciple by the Grand City Lord.

The rest of the people have only seen the vague figure hidden in the dazzling light from afar, and have never seen the true face of the Grand City Lord.

Now Ye Wuque has such qualifications, but no one is dissatisfied, because this is what Ye Wuque has earned by fighting hard in public, without any water.

Hearing Wei Xiong's words, Ye Wuque's eyes condensed. Although the injuries in his body kept hurting, it did not affect his extremely bright eyes at all, opening and closing like a sharp blade.

"However, although you are qualified, you still need to meet the last condition to see the Grand City Lord, which is... defeating Mo Bufan."

"Of course, you can also choose to give up and not meet the Grand City Lord, then you don't need to fight Mo Bufan."

After saying these two sentences, Wei Xiong's iron eyes flashed with a hint of interest and expectation, as if he really wanted to see Ye Wuque and Mo Bufan fight.

The other eight people naturally heard Wei Xiong's words. Dou Tian, ​​who was pale, immediately looked at Ye Wuque with burning eyes. Challenging Mo Bufan has always been his goal, but now he was defeated by Ye Wuque and lost this qualification. Now Wei Xiong's question to Ye Wuque naturally made Dou Tian feel uneasy. Mo Bufan,

who was independent outside the field, looked at Ye Wuque with deep eyes at this moment, and seemed to want to know what Ye Wuque's choice would be.

However, some of the tens of thousands of cultivators watching the battle on the ancient gold battle stage couldn't help whispering at this moment.

"It's so difficult! It's too difficult for Ye Wuque to defeat Mo Bufan!"

"In the battle with Dou Tian, ​​Ye Wuque almost ended up with both sides injured!"

"No one knows how powerful Mo Bufan is better than us! He is definitely much stronger than Dou Tian!"

...

If the cultivators of the First Main City only knew how powerful Dou Tian was through the Hundred Cities War, then they knew clearly how powerful Mo Bufan was.

"In reply to the City Lord, I must meet the Grand City Lord! So, in this battle, please give me some advice, Brother Mo!"

Ye Wuque said decisively. The first half of the sentence was said to Wei Xiong, and the second half, Ye Wuque said to Mo Bufan.

"In that case, I'll give you one day to recover from your injuries. The day after tomorrow morning, in front of this Dust Palace, Mo Bufan will fight you. If you win, you can enter the Dust Palace and meet the Grand City Lord." Nodding gently,

Ye

Wuque clenched his fists and glanced at Mo Bufan, who was looking at him with his deep eyes. The two eyes seemed to be staring at each other in the void, like a clanging sound.

"Interesting..."

Mo Bufan smiled lightly after retracting his gaze, turned around and left the Ancient Gold Battle Arena.

Looking at Mo Bufan's back as he left, Ye Wuque's eyes were as bright as lightning, and his obsession was like a prairie fire!

Dou Tian slowly walked to Ye Wuque's side, looking at the young man who defeated him, his eyes like ice flashed with different expressions, and finally said to Ye Wuque: "I lost to you, I am convinced, but I hope you can defeat Mo Bufan."

After saying this, Dou Tian also turned around and left, and the tens of thousands of monks in the ancient gold battle arena also began to leave, and the Hundred Cities War finally came to an end.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Several figures suddenly came from far away, bringing a fragrant breeze. They were Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao, Mo Qingye, Mo Baiou and Sima Ao.

The two sisters Mo Qingye and Mo Baiou threw themselves into Mo Honglian's arms. The eldest sister successfully entered the top ten, which made the two sisters very happy, especially Xiao Baiou, who was very happy.

Lin Yingluo gently supported Ye Wuque, and on the other side, although Sima Ao's face was still a little pale, he looked at Ye Wuque with a surprised smile.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Yan also stayed and did not leave.

Ye Wuque's injuries were not weak, and the few people did not waste any more time. They immediately took Ye Wuque to the place that belonged to the Longguang main city to rest.

...

In a simple and plain hut, Ye Wuque sat cross-legged on the bed, and the Sanyang Rongxue Pill, a third-grade upper-level healing pill given by the Holy Light Elder, was swallowed by Ye Wuque without hesitation.

Although this pill is very precious, for Ye Wuque at this moment, recovering from his injuries as soon as possible is the top priority. The injuries in his body from the battle with Dou Tian are not minor. If it weren't for this Sanyang Rongxue Pill, Ye Wuque was not completely sure that he could fight Mo Bufan in perfect condition the day after tomorrow.

Facing Mo Bufan, Ye Wuque did not dare to be careless or slack. This person's horror must be above Dou Tian. As the first person of the young generation of the first main city, and the disciple of the great city lord, he cannot be regarded as an ordinary genius in terms of cultivation or combat power.

"The day after tomorrow will be a very difficult and tough battle, but no matter what, I must win, I must see the Grand City Lord..."

Ye Wuque closed his eyes with this thought in mind, and slowly entered the state of healing.

"Om"

the holy way fighting spirit lingered, and the Sanyang Melting Blood Pill gradually dissolved in the body, and the medicinal power began to flow away, nourishing Ye Wuque's dry and torn tendons...

Ye Wuque, who was immersed in healing, did not notice the passage of time.

I don't know how long it took, when he opened his eyes again, the holy way fighting spirit in his body flowed slowly, and the rich golden red blood kept surging, and the injuries from the battle with Dou Tian had been completely recovered.

"This healing can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone. Not only have the injuries been completely healed, but the realm that has just broken through the early stage of the spirit realm has also been stabilized. It can be regarded as an unexpected gain."

Ye Wuque opened his eyes and muttered to himself, but his energetic eyes suddenly surged with a trace of sharpness, but it soon disappeared.

"Crackle, crackle"

Ye Wuque jumped off the bed and stretched his body. His bones burst out with crisp sounds, which also made Ye Wuque feel refreshed.

After finishing his healing, Ye Wuque decided to go out for a walk. His cultivation had just broken through. No matter how much he practiced in a short period of time, he could not go any further. It was better to relax and let his mind be completely calm.

After opening the door, Ye Wuque immediately saw an extremely exquisite small square in front of him. There were several stone tables and stone chairs on the square. At this moment, several people were sitting at one of the tables. They were the three sisters of the Mo family, Lin Yingluo, Sima Ao and Nalan Yan.

Ye Wuque saw a familiar face at a glance, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Ye! You finally came out!"

Xiao Baiou was the first to see Ye Wuque coming out of the house, and immediately shouted loudly at Ye Wuque.

Now everyone looked at Ye Wuque. After Ye Wuque sat down, they realized that a day and a night had passed as he was healing. It was already the evening of the second day.

Sitting down, Ye Wuque found that the six people around him were staring at him without blinking.

"Ahem..."

Ye Wuque, who was a little scared by the six people staring at him, coughed softly and said helplessly: "Don't stare at me like that, I'm not a ghost."

"Puff"

Xiao Baiou, Mo Honglian and Nalan Yan laughed immediately, Mo Qingye and Lin Yingluo also smiled, Sima Ao nodded in agreement.

Mo Honglian picked up the Bamboo Leaf Green on the table and said: "Come on, everyone raise your glasses and congratulate Brother Wuque for becoming the champion of the Hundred Cities War." Following Mo Honglian

's words, six glasses filled with Bamboo Leaf Green were raised at the same time, and Ye Wuque could only follow suit and raise his own glass.

After drinking a glass of Bamboo Leaf Green, Xiao Baiou couldn't sit still anymore, and opened his mouth and couldn't close it immediately!

"Wow! Brother Ye! You are so awesome! Even Dou Tian can't beat you!"

"Brother Ye! How do you feel about becoming the champion of the Hundred Cities War?"

"Brother Ye! How come your appearance suddenly changed during the battle?"

"Brother Ye! You..."

...

Xiao Baiou's voice was extremely crisp, but at this moment, she kept talking, saying more than ten sentences without repeating herself!

Mo Honglian and Mo Qingye, who were used to it, smiled but said nothing. Lin Yingluo and Sima Ao had also seen it before. However, Nalan Yan's unusually beautiful face showed a hint of surprise.

"Okay, Xiao Baiou, you asked so many questions at once, how should brother Wuque answer them?"

Xiao Baiou, who was pressed down by her elder sister, stuck out her sweet tongue, and her cute face was mischievous, and she immediately made a grimace.

For a while, the hearty laughter spread all around.

"Yingluo, have you broken through to the late stage of the spirit realm?"

Ye Wuque realized that Lin Yingluo's cultivation had broken through the peak of the middle stage of the spirit realm. Then he turned his eyes and saw that Sima Ao's aura was also fluctuating. Obviously, the breakthrough was just a matter of a few days.

Lin Yingluo's cold face showed a soft smile and nodded gently.

"Sima, are you okay?"

Ye Wuque asked with concern, looking at Sima Ao's pale face.

"It's okay, don't worry!"

Sima Ao replied with a smile. He was in a very good mood. First, Ye Wuque finally won the championship of the Hundred Cities War, and second, his cultivation was about to break through, which really made him happy.

"Thinking about our experience since participating in the Hundred Cities War, now thinking about it, it really makes people have endless aftertastes!"

Mo Honglian, who drank a cup of Zhuyeqing, spoke with some emotion, with a hint of inexplicable meaning in her tone.

The rest of the people also had a sudden realization as she spoke, and they couldn't help but nod.

The Hundred Cities War was finally over. For them, even if it was an end, it was a new beginning.

And the experience of this Hundred Cities War will also become a valuable experience for their future cultivation, because in this short period of time, their growth is extremely amazing, and the gains are also huge.

The most typical one is Ye Wuque. I still remember that when he just left the Murong family, he was just an unknown young cultivator who had reached the great perfection of body forging, but now he has become the most famous young strong man in the entire East!

The champion of the Hundred Cities War, this means that in the entire East Land 100 main cities, Ye Wuque is already the first of the young generation!

This title is extremely dazzling. From now on, even if Ye Wuque is far away from the East Land, his name will surely be passed down throughout the East Land.

The six people kept drinking and chatting, and the atmosphere was harmonious. At this time, the sun was setting, and the setting sun in the west dyed the earth with a touch of bright red, which was extremely beautiful.

The entire First Main City fell into the night again, but Ye Wuque and the other six were still drinking and communicating, unwilling to end, because the six people knew that in four days, they would leave.

Ye Wuque, Mo Honglian, and Nalan Yan were about to leave the East Land and follow the Elder of Holy Light to Zhongzhou to enter the Holy Way of the Heavens.

Lin Yingluo, Mo Qingye, Mo Baiou and Sima Ao could only stay in the East Land and enter the First Main City to practice.

The six people knew in their hearts that after this separation, they didn’t know when they would meet again, and they only wished to keep this beauty for a moment longer.

However, all good things must come to an end, and separation will eventually come.

When the six people fell into silence, a bright moon was already hanging high in the sky, and the bright and soft moonlight sprinkled down, bringing a hint of coolness and slight coolness.

The six people looked at the moon, no one spoke, and seemed to be quietly enjoying the peace of this moment. The bright moon in the sky, which had experienced the waxing and waning of the moon, seemed to have seen all the joys and sorrows of the world.

Looking at this bright moon and feeling the upcoming separation, Ye Wuque's heart suddenly shook, and then a touch of inexplicable sorrow and longing rose in his mind. He seemed to suddenly understand what it meant that people have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon has waxing and waning.

Following the true meaning of joy and sorrow, under this moon, Ye Wuque finally realized the last step of the Moon's Deficit Treasure

Mirror, the true meaning of separation and reunion. Since then, Ye Wuque has also entered the realm of great perfection in another yellow-level lower-grade unique skill, the Moon's Deficit Treasure Mirror!

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