"Ah, Boss won. Did you guys see that? Boss won again … He actually has a Saint Weapon. This is really too unexpected …" Below the spectator stand, Zhang Xinran and the other three all jumped up in excitement. Their excitement was not inferior to that of someone who had just played with the world's most beautiful woman.
"Chen Jiu actually won again, and in such a decisive manner. He really is a new force to be reckoned with. I'm really looking forward to it …" Countless spectators couldn't help looking at her in a new light. They all wanted to see just who was stronger between her and Mu Lan.
"How … How is that possible? How could he also have a Holy Weapon? And it's so powerful!" Niu Kongkong's handsome appearance was completely gone. As one of the Son of Heaven's Association's three great generals, his current expression was as if he had been wronged.
"He's just one step away. Elders, you have to keep your word." Mu Dan smiled lightly, sweeping his gaze over the Elders.
"You … Did you already know he had a powerful Holy Weapon?" The Elders all stared at Mu Dan, their lips trembling. They were all shocked by the power of Chen Jiu's Dragonblood Sword.
"So what if I knew or not? You're the ones who forced me to bet. Do you plan on going back on your word? "Mu Dan rebuked confidently.
"Hmph, we won't go back on our word. But Mu Dan, don't be so happy too early. We're talking about the champion. Chen Jiu is clearly still a step away." The Elders all suddenly rebuked, "Since it's like this, there's no harm in telling you. The champion's reward is the Yin Yang Saint Sword. That's a reward that the Son of Heaven has long since planned for Mu Lan. He won't allow anyone else to snatch it away."
"Is that so? I don't believe the Son of Heaven can really control the competition. I want to see if his Son of Heaven's Sword is really that powerful. "Mu Dan might appear very confident, but hearing these words, he couldn't help but worry.
What kind of person was Tian Zi? He was the number one unreasonable person in the Qian Kun Continent. When he spoke, he always meant what he said. When he did things, he was extremely overbearing. He didn't distinguish between right and wrong. Anyone who dared to go against him had to die.
Such a person's plan was ruined by Chen Jiu. How could he let this matter rest? Vaguely, from a certain perspective, Mu Dan actually hoped that Chen Jiu would lose the match. After all, it would be extremely dangerous if Tian Zi held a grudge against him because of such a match.
"The Emperor's dignity is not to be challenged … Chen Jiu, you should just admit defeat. Regardless of whether you win or lose this competition, you've already lost …" In the Marquis Room, Mu Lan looked at Chen Jiu with a serious expression and carefully advised him.
"What? Are you scared? " Chen Jiu raised an eyebrow. Although he knew that Mu Lan was doing this for his own good, as a man, how could he endure the woman he liked praising another man in front of him?
"Chen Jiu, you already have a Saint Sword. The reward for this time's champion, the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, is very important to me. Can you give it to me?" Mu Lan really didn't want to see Chen Jiu get killed by the Son of Heaven. This was because she faintly felt that she wasn't Chen Jiu's match.
Once she lost, the Son of Heaven would definitely suppress Chen Jiu. At that time, he would definitely die without a burial ground. There would be no way to ease the situation, and no one would be able to save him.
"Since you need the Yin-Yang Saint Sword, it's naturally yours. However, Mu Lan, this sword must be given to you by me. It can't be given to you by the Son of Heaven. Do you understand?" Chen Jiu immediately said in an extremely domineering manner.
"You … You're really a male chauvinist. You don't know how to be flexible. What's the difference between this and giving me the championship?" Mu Lan angrily glared at Chen Jiu. She was both happy and angry.
"There's a big difference. The woman I like can't accept other people's kindness. If she wants to accept it, it must be from me," Chen Jiu said in an extremely domineering manner.
"You're a hooligan. I, Mu Lan, haven't agreed to marry you yet, right?" Mu Lan shouted angrily. She was extremely dissatisfied.
"But you've already …" Chen Jiu didn't continue because Mu Lan's gaze made him unable to continue.
"Bastard, Chen Jiu, don't be so shameless. Do you still not understand by now? I have to win this competition. Otherwise, you'll definitely die if you mess up the Son of Heaven's plan. "Mu Lan completely lost her temper. She simply said it directly, hoping that Chen Jiu would take the initiative to back off.
"Hmph, I just want to mess up his plan. If you want to steal my woman, I swear that I won't back off even if I die." Chen Jiu was still very stubborn. He stared at Mu Lan without fear of death.
"You … You evil thing. Aren't you just trying to use the Yin-Yang Saint Sword to threaten me again? I'll promise you in advance. Just admit defeat, okay? " Mu Lan still couldn't bear to part with Chen Jiu. She had already said it like this. She hoped that Chen Jiu would understand her good intentions.
"Mu Lan, are you afraid?" Chen Jiu asked teasingly.
"You … You really don't understand my intentions?" Mu Lan said angrily.
"I understand, but I have to fight like a man." Chen Jiu nodded and said with unyielding pride, "From today onwards, I, Chen Jiu, will not let you look down on me anymore. I want you to be proud because of me."
"Stupid, really stupid. Lian 'er, do you also want him to fight to the death?" Mu Lan couldn't persuade her for a long time and couldn't help but look at Zhao Lian' er.
"Young Master naturally has his own decision. I don't need to care too much. I just need to support him." Zhao Lian 'er's words directly made Mu Lan roll her eyes. Why didn't she notice before that this little girl was so indecisive?
"Chen Jiu …" Mu Lan finally stared at Chen Jiu, her eyes full of thirst.
"There's no need to say anymore. This battle concerns my personal honor. Isn't it just the Son of Heaven? I look forward to meeting him in the future … "Chen Jiu waved his hand and stopped Mu Lan. His face was full of unyielding fighting spirit.
Yes, he knew that this battle was dangerous, but he couldn't back down at all. If Mu Lan took the Son of Heaven's Sword and won the championship, what would everyone think? Even if Mu Lan still had some feelings for Chen Jiu, in front of the powerful Yin-Yang Sacred Sword, Chen Jiu was really worried that Mu Lan wouldn't be able to hold on.
Am I that kind of snobbish woman who would casually sell herself? If Mu Lan knew, she would definitely be furious and scold her.
She wasn't that kind of woman, but she repeatedly gave in to Chen Jiu because of some benefits. Although this was an excuse for her, it did make Chen Jiu think that she was a snobbish woman.
Although it wasn't that she was completely snobbish, Chen Jiu was really worried that she couldn't resist the temptation of the powerful Yin-Yang Sacred Sword. If something ambiguous happened between her and the Son of Heaven, then Chen Jiu wouldn't be able to die in peace.
Just like Mu Lan and the others didn't want Chen Jiu to be close to a woman like Amai Kaho, Chen Jiu also couldn't accept that Mu Lan was close to the Son of Heaven.
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