The effect of the lightless technique dissipated.
The square in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple was bathed in sunlight again.
Everyone saw two blazing suns at the same time.
One hung in the distant sky, emitting endless light and heat.
The other hung in front of Bao Bozhao, who was lying on the ground.
In the distance, Chao Yu of the Winter Solitude Army was trying to get up with his hands on the ground.
Further away, Xie Bao Shu, who was once in high spirits, was still lying on the ground. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
It was silent.
Before Bao Bozhao's lightless god art dissipated, many people expected that Zhong Xuan Zun would win in the end. After all, in the previous confrontation, Xie Bao Shu was defeated so easily. The powerful Ghost General was directly smashed … Jung Genzun always had the upper hand.
But when the moment really came …
There was nothing but shock!
The three Outer Sect experts who were beaten to a pulp were not Outer Sect cultivators who were there to make up the numbers. They were selected by the Government Affairs Hall of Da Qi to be sent to the Yellow River Gathering to compete with the Tianjiao of other countries!
Of course, they were still very young and far from their peak state in the Outer Tower. They might not be comparable to some older Outer Tower cultivators.
As a powerful country in the world, Da Qi was too embarrassed to send older Outer Tower cultivators to the Tianjiao Gathering. How could an Outer Tower cultivator like Zheng Shi, who could descend at any time but deliberately suppressed his realm, not be strong in the Outer Tower? But how could an Outer Tower cultivator at this age be called Tianjiao?
Da Qi naturally had the style of a great country.
But Bao Bozhao, Xie Bao Shu, and Chao Yu, who could say that they were not strong?
Bao Bozhao displayed the powerful combat power of at least three techniques. Xie Bao Shu used the Bright Mirror with the Crazy Song and the Confucian secret technique. His combat power was not to be underestimated. And how many people dared to say that they could block Chao Yu's "Hidden Blade for Ten Years, Waiting for a Kill"?
But they all lost.
They worked together to besiege their opponent, but still lost.
Especially Jung Genzun, who had just stepped into the Outer Tower today!
This battle was enough to spread throughout the world!
Almost everyone's gaze, whether it was eagerness, expectation, or vigilance, fell on the man in white fluttering clothes.
Jiang Wang, who had witnessed all the details through the Red Makeup Mirror, couldn't help but look at the dazzling sun. For some reason, his head started to ache …
This Jung Genzun really likes to hit people's heads with his solar disk!
However, this battle was truly too exciting. Every choice in the battle was remarkable, especially the Winter Solitude Army's Chao Yu's "Ten Years of Hiding a Blade in Search for a Kill". It was quite similar to his Famed Scholar's Destitute Sword …
Da Qi's Prime Minister didn't say anything else. The audience was still in shock.
Therefore, the square was quiet.
The silence lasted for a while.
"You won."
In front of the hovering, blazing sun, Bao Bozhao couldn't help but ask.
Jung Genzun lowered his gaze and looked at him.
"I admit that you are more qualified to represent Qi in the Yellow River Conference. Even I am no match for you. " Although Bao Bozhao was lying down, he still said gracefully, "From now on, I don't dare to claim to be the best among the younger generation."
Jung Genzun looked at him quietly for a while. Then, he closed his fingers and put away the sun.
At the same time, he moved his feet away from Bao Bozhao's body and silently walked towards the center of the square.
Bao Bozhao got up. In the end, he refused to give up. He looked at Lu Zhou's back and said, "You won today, but the one lying on the ground won't be me forever. The path of cultivation is long. You and I still have to compete in the future. "
Jung Genzun didn't turn around. He just said calmly, "I think you might have some misunderstanding. I didn't let you stay until the end because you are strong. I thought that maybe my grandfather would like to see me stepping on you for a while longer. "
He didn't have any emotional expression or tone, so it seemed like he was telling the truth, "You are not qualified to compete with me."
Bao Bozhao spat out the blood that he had been holding back for a long time.
However, not many people cared about it.
Only Chung Geng Sheng's fat face trembled. In his view, Jung Genzun's words were more lethal than the battle just now.
Chongxuan didn't attend the ceremony today. He rarely attended such occasions. But today's scene and Jung Genzun's words were bound to reach the old master's ears.
And the old master … was bound to be very happy.
There were only two people with the surname Chongxuan on the high platform.
Even though Chung Geng Sheng had expected this, it was difficult for him to be in a good mood. As for Chongxuan Mingguang, his father, he was in high spirits. He looked left and right, looking around proudly. In the end, he looked at the square, raised his chin slightly, and pursed his lips. He was reserved and confident, "Quite the father's style!"
Chung Geng Sheng silently rolled his eyes. He really hoped that his uncle was telling the truth!
A few young eunuchs bowed and ran into the square to carry the injured out.
Regardless of whether it was the soldiers, the Bao family, or the Xie family, no one came to the square to check on the injuries of the defeated.
Injuries during the Master's Ceremony would be handled by the imperial physicians.
Due to the restrictions of the ceremony … the family and friends of the injured could only visit after the ceremony.
Xie Bao Shu, whose life and death was unknown, was carried away.
Chao Yu raised her hand and stopped the young eunuch who wanted to help her. She rested her hands on her knees and stood up straight.
There were still bloodstains on her head and face, but her eyes were calm and she didn't cry out in pain.
She insisted on walking out of the square by herself, but after a few steps, she stopped and slowly turned around to look at … the delicate and handsome young man standing at the edge of the square with a sword.
At that time, Jiang Wang was repeatedly feeling Chao Yu's two blades in his mind. The Red Makeup Mirror allowed him to see the details of this battle clearly, and what moved him the most were these two blades.
Chao Yu's blade was a straight line that divided life and death.
The famous scholar's sword was also a natural and unrestrained horizontal line that divided heaven and earth.
Chao Yu hid his blade for ten years in search of a kill.
Xu Fang, the famous scholar of the famous scholar's sword … lived a life worse than death for eighteen years before he stabbed himself in the Green Stone Palace and cut open his heart. With this stab, he had taken his revenge.
Chao Yu's "hid his blade for ten years in search of a kill" and the famous scholar's sword had something in common.
Therefore, Jiang Wang benefited a lot from it.
Following Chao Yu's gaze, many people also noticed Jiang Wang.
Some of the powerhouses even felt the hidden sword intent on this young man.
For a moment, they didn't know how to describe their feelings.
… Learning the blade in battle?
Jiang Wang was still entangled with the sword style when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. He looked up and saw Chao Yu, whose face was covered in blood, walking toward him.
Was he here to denounce him?
Jiang Wang was a polite person. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Thank you for your guidance, General Chao."
Chao Yu didn't know what to say. He even forgot why he was walking over.
He nodded. He turned and left.
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(Since everyone is so supportive and has already made it to the eleventh place, then I … want to make it to the top ten.
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