Chapter 811
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As soon as Ying Yuanzi finished speaking, the gazes of everyone present in the surroundings instantly shot towards Long Bufan in unison, and they waited for his reply. The pressure he felt when shouldering the glory of the entire sect by himself was obvious!
Long Bufan did not immediately reply. Instead, he tilted his head slightly and stared at Lin Shuang 'er beside him. If he did not participate, Lin Shuang' er, who was ranked second, would replace him.
Long Bufan naturally would not be so cowardly as to let the person he loved represent the sect in battle against so many experts.
However, just as Long Bufan was about to nod his head in agreement, the back of his hand was suddenly gently held by a soft hand. Immediately after, a clear and pleasant voice slowly transmitted into his ear, "Long Bufan, I … will wait for your triumphant return."
Feeling Lin Shuang 'er's warm hand, Long Bufan smiled slightly and similarly transmitted his voice, "You once said … that when I ascend to the peak of the King Realm, you will devote yourself to me. Is that true?"
Lin Shuang 'er's gaze trembled slightly. Immediately after, a shy blush surged onto her fair and beautiful face. She lowered her head and only softly replied.
This voice, which was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, caused Long Bufan's heart to immediately surge with emotions. His entire body erupted with a fiery fighting spirit.
After that, Long Bufan raised his head and looked at Ying Yuanzi in the sky. His eyes were firm and fanatical as he laughed, "Without me, the Great Sect Competition will not be exciting."
However, when Long Bufan raised his head to speak, he was completely unaware of the slight change on Lin Shuang 'er's face. Only a teasing laughter that she could hear rang out in her mind, "This little guy probably still doesn't know about your other identity, right? When the two of you meet on the battlefield of the Great Sect Competition, I wonder how exciting his expression will be? "
When he saw Long Bufan's determined expression, Ying Yuanzi gently stroked his beard as a gratified smile surfaced on his face. Soon after, he withdrew his smile and voiced his thoughts, "I don't have much to say. I only hope that you will return. That would be the most outstanding result." Three days later, Left Guardian Hong Lie will personally bring you to the Ancient City of Great Desolation. All of us in Ling Xuanwu Province will be waiting for your triumphant return! "
…
Three days later, it was a rainy morning.
Whoosh whoosh!!
Two figures, one red and one black, flew into the air above Ling Xuanwu Province.
These two people were Hong Lie and Long Bufan.
Then, they lowered their heads at the same time and looked at the Ancestral Hall below. The figures that filled the mountains and plains, and they cupped their fists solemnly.
"Sou!"
In the Ancestral Hall below, the densely packed disciples of Ling Xuanwu Province also cupped their fists towards the two people in the sky.
Soon after, a deep roar resounded in unison, "Junior brother Long, please strengthen our sect!"
A heroic roar spread. The excited emotions caused the sky above the entire mountain to tremble slightly. At the same time, it also caused the blood of many people to boil.
Long Bufan deeply exhaled as he looked at the countless fanatical and expectant gazes below. The scene before him carried the honor and mission of the entire sect, and he could not help but feel an enormous pressure.
"Let's go!"
Hong Lie's gaze turned cold as he suddenly turned around. As his voice faded, his figure transformed into a red flash and shot out.
"Swoosh — —!"
As Hong Lie's figure moved, Long Bufan, who was behind him, flew out at almost the same time.
In an instant, two hurried sounds of rushing wind rang out in an ear-piercing manner as they swiftly flew towards the northern part of Ling Xuanwu Province.
On the high platform in the Inner Hall, Ying Yuanzi looked at the two figures that were swiftly disappearing into the distance. The hands that were hidden in his sleeves could not help but slowly clench at this moment.
In the past Great Sect Competitions, Ling Xuanwu Province had always suffered a crushing defeat. As a result, after so many years, they were still ranked among the low grade three sects.
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