On Phoenix Mountain, the Heaven's Equal Region's Path of Nine Tribulations Arena became deathly silent after the little tree's proud exclamation.
At the same time, far away on Xian Hong Mountain, the four Lu Family Patriarchs also frowned.
The Phoenix Mountain Grand Meet was beyond their expectations.
But that wasn't the point.
Back at the Phoenix Mountain Grand Meet, Lu Feiyang, who was supposed to go to Phoenix Mountain and bring someone back, hadn't shown up. That was the point.
But in the next moment, the frowning Lu Song suddenly raised his eyebrows. His eyes widened, as if he had just realized something more important.
Seeing his second brother's pale face, Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat.
Even when Xie Tian left without permission, his second brother hadn't been this agitated. But now …
"Second brother, what's wrong? It's a good thing he didn't show up. "Lu Qing forced a smile." Now that Young Master has won, and I heard that Miss Miao 'er has always been in love with him, they're a match made in heaven. Even if Feiyang wants to do something, he can't … uh … "
Lu Qing didn't finish his sentence.
Because hearing his voice, Lu Song looked at Lu Qing in a daze …
"You, have you thought about …"
"Second brother, what did I think of?"
"Young Master, why did he want to spar like this?"
"Isn't it because of those Little Saints …" Lu Qing froze halfway through his sentence.
Seeing this, Lu Song's heart grew colder.
"Yes, the Little Saints who follow Feiyang …"
"If not for Young Master, their flashy but impractical fighting style won't catch Heaven's Equal's attention …"
"But if Young Master performs it himself, not only will it be gorgeous, but it will also cause a sensation …"
"Why did Young Master choose to spar like this?"
…
As Lu Song murmured, the other three Lu Family Patriarchs were also stunned.
"Young Master is very close to Feiyang …"
"So he's deliberately showing off Feiyang's fighting style?"
"In this way, Feiyang has caused a sensation even before he appears …"
"H-furthermore, Young Master just said that he was waiting, waiting for someone, could it be …"
"He said that he would wait for the heavens, the chosen one. Therefore, even if he won today, he wouldn't become Emperor Hao's son-in-law …."
"So, this, this person, this person …"
…
The progenitors stared with their eyes open wide, unable to speak a word.
Because they discovered that this seemingly incomparably chaotic Phoenix Mountain Gathering could be perfectly connected with a single line!
There were two people who had already discussed this!
One of them left and didn't come out!
The other was to use this person's fighting style to lock down the rhythm of the Phoenix Mountain Grand Meet!
At that moment, the one who had left and never returned appeared again, and the two of them sparred with each other's combat styles.
What Emperor Hao's son-in-law selection!
What prodigies of the Nine Heavens and the universe?
What bullsh * t Emperor Clan!
They were all toyed with by these two people!
In the end …
The one who had become Emperor Hao's son-in-law and Little Miao's husband was just a Daozu!
This Daozu!
Lu Feiyang!
This Lu Feiyang would stand at the peak of this Phoenix Mountain Grand Gathering with the young master explaining to everyone who the master of this fighting style was!
The more he thought about it …
The more the four Ancestral Patriarchs thought about it, the more certain they were!
That's right …
What else did the current Lu Feiyang have that could barely be considered dazzling?
Nothing.
Apart from this demonic fighting style!
"Second Brother!"
"Second Brother, don't faint!"
"Second Brother, hang in there! Maybe we guessed wrongly … "
…
Lu Song, who had almost fainted, had a face of disbelief and desolation.
"How, how could this be wrong … I'm afraid, I'm afraid that soon, this prodigal is going to come out … My Lu Family, really, really met the wrong person …"
The atmosphere of the Phoenix Mountain Grand Meet would not be affected by the Lu Family's progenitor who had lost his composure.
Just as everyone was still shocked at which punch of the young master had hit Ming Qin …
The small tree said proudly.
He indeed felt very proud.
Because after treating the two of them as Xie Tian, he had poured all his attention into this sparring that he could understand.
And these two Heavenly Prides who were even more beastly than Xie Tian made him, who thought that he was one of Xie Tian's people, feel a sense of superiority —
I may not be able to perfectly imitate Xie Tian like you, but I can at least see where, when, and what methods you will use to burst out the battle situation that you have painstakingly created!
Hearing Xiao Shu's words, everyone was lost in their memories.
"The 339 punches just now that the person thought he had dodged? This … "
"Eh? If we go back, then the 339 punches just happened to be another node! "
"At this node, the speed of the two's attacks increased by one-third, and it became even more unpredictable …"
"The punch that the person thought he had dodged? You mean Ming Qin thought he had dodged … "
"But these 339 punches were all blocked or dodged by Ming Qin. Not a single punch could break through his defense … Eh?"
"No, something's not right … Let's think again …"
…
As they thought again, the expressions of some of the Heavenly Prides gradually changed, as if they had seen a ghost.
"I, I seem to understand …"
"My, my God …"
"So, so that's how it is …"
"Unbelievable, unbelievable …"
"It's, it's all fake …"
"All the sparring that we saw was, was fake. The only real thing was that, that punch …"
"From the beginning to the end, Young Master Shang was only creating that punch …"
"That punch was not an attack, but a punch created from the sparring from the beginning to the end …"
"This punch was ultimately born from the accumulation of the 339 punches …"
"The reason why Ming Qin could not dodge it was not because he did not block it or did not dodge it, but because he did not expect such a punch to appear …"
"This, this is the essence of this fighting style …"
…
Yes.
It was only at this moment that everyone understood …
The punch on Ming Qin's chest was not a real punch …
Instead, it was a punch that Young Master Shang had started from the sparring. After countless stages of planning, countless layers of thinking, and countless complicated calculations, he had finally created this punch through the last 339 punches.
This punch had no substance, no shape, no power, no color, no smell …
It was also because of this that Ming Qin was hit because he did not notice it, and that was why the small tree was so smug.
As their thoughts progressed to this point …
There was only one word in the minds of all living beings — wonderful, and one word — strange.
After watching Gongzi Shang and Ming Qin spar, this was the purest opinion they had of this fighting style.
But obviously …
Ming Qin, who was looking down at his chest, did not think so.
Therefore, after a long daze, he slowly raised his head and looked at the smug small tree.
"What did you say?"
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