An Old Dog
The discussion that had just died down started up again. Moreover, it seemed to be getting more and more intense.
The second and fourth battles had already ended. Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng had yet to appear. They had to wait endlessly again. No one was satisfied with such a result. Their hearts were in a mess.
If it was just Xia Qingcheng, the crowd wouldn't have cared too much. Although she was a dark horse, judging from the previous battles, she was definitely not Qin Xiu's opponent. She would definitely lose in the top eight.
The reason why the crowd was upset was mostly because of Chu Xingyun's absence.
The Heavenly Sword Trials would decide the outcome of the two big bets. Chu Xingyun's victory or defeat affected everyone's hearts. Now that he was absent, it was tantamount to giving up and admitting defeat.
This made the crowd extremely unhappy. The difference was too great!
On the high platform, Fan Wujie's face darkened. He was also a little irritated.
The Heavenly Sword Trials had a history of a thousand years. In this long period of time, no one had been absent for no reason. Moreover, there were two people absent this time, completely messing up the arrangement.
"Luo Yun and Xia Qingcheng's absence means that they have given up on the top eight battle. Since that's the case, there's no need for us to continue waiting." A complacent voice sounded. The speaker was Qin Xiu.
"According to the rules, those who give up will be considered defeated. Teng Qing and I will directly advance to the top four." Qin Xiu's voice was mixed with spiritual energy. Even though he was far away, the crowd could hear him clearly.
The crowd nodded. Qin Xiu's words made sense. Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng were absent. Continuing to wait was purely a waste of time.
"How do you know that they are afraid?" Lei Yuanguang stood up, glared at Qin Xiu fiercely, and scolded, "The Heavenly Sword Conference has a far-reaching influence. How could they not understand this? The reason why they haven't arrived yet is that something big must have happened. What's wrong with waiting for a while longer?"
"I think so too." Yun Changqing also stood up and looked at Fan Wujie on the throne.
Su Lengliu and Tang Yunhuan also stood up and bowed slightly towards Fan Wujie. They wanted to buy time for Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng.
"Something big happened?"
Chang Chixiao's laughter rang out. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "The two of them are in the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. What can happen? Could it be that someone dares to assassinate the Sword Sovereign?"
"Moreover, if the two of them are really assassinated and their whereabouts are unknown, we shouldn't continue to wait. It would be too stupid to delay the Heavenly Sword Conference for two dead people."
"Chang Chixiao, shut up!" Yun Changqing heard Chang Chixiao's cold words and suddenly became furious. He roared coldly.
"I'm just telling the truth." Chang Chixiao sneered. "This kind of endless waiting is meaningless. It will only ruin the Heavenly Sword Conference. Unless you can give us a rough time so that we can be prepared."
Yun Changqing's expression turned ugly. He didn't know why Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng were absent. He also didn't know when the two of them would appear.
"If you can't give us a rough time, then shut up." Chang Chixiao snorted coldly. "The Technique Imparting Stream finally has a fifth Sword Owner. In the end, he is a coward who is absent. You Technique Imparting Stream had better keep your mouth shut. Don't come out and embarrass yourselves!"
Yun Changqing and the other three were furious. However, when they thought of the current situation, they gave up on arguing. They gritted their teeth and returned to their seats.
"The Heavenly Sword Conference is hosted by the Pavilion Leader. You are just an old dog. What right do you have to speak?" Suddenly, a cold voice was heard.
The silent crowd immediately became restless. Then, they saw a handsome figure rushing over from the void not far away. Beside the figure, there was a beautiful lady following behind.
The two people who appeared were naturally Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng.
The moment they saw them, many people's faces revealed smiles. The two of them had finally appeared!
Chu Xingyun landed on the high platform and looked over at Chang Chixiao. His lips curled into a mocking smile.
He heard Chang Chixiao's words and knew that Chang Chixiao was deliberately targeting him. He wanted him to lose without a fight and be labeled as a coward who was a coward.
At that time, not only would Chu Xingyun lose the two big bets, but his prestige as the Sword Owner would also disappear. He would be mocked and ridiculed by everyone.
Therefore, he didn't hold back and used sharp words to reply to Chang Chixiao!
When Chang Chixiao heard Chu Xingyun's words, he was so angry that his three corpses jumped up and down. He angrily shouted, "Luo Yun, you actually dare to speak rudely to me. In your eyes, are there any rules?!"
"Those who humiliate others will be humiliated by others. Your action of cursing the Technique Imparting Faction doesn't seem to be a rule either." Chu Xingyun sneered coldly and retorted.
"What Scarlet Cloud Sword Master said just now was the truth. The Heavenly Ascension Sword Summit is such a grand event. How can it be delayed and postponed because of the two of you?" Qi Yang's deep voice sounded. Obviously, he was helping Scarlet Cloud Sword Master.
"What I said earlier was also the truth." Chu Xingyun's expression was calm as he said unhurriedly, "The Heavenly Ascension Sword Conference is personally hosted by the Pavilion Master. If he judged that Xia Qingcheng and I lost without a fight, I would gladly accept it. But in reality, he didn't say a word and chose to wait quietly."
"On the other hand, you old dogs are obviously harboring evil intentions, but all of you still speak so generously and excitedly. It's really despicable. Fortunately, I didn't join the internal affairs branch. Otherwise, I wouldn't even dare to lift my head up."
His sharp and sarcastic words caused the expressions of Chang Chixiao and the others to freeze. They instantly felt a surge of anger rush through their chests. Waves of berserk aura burst forth, wanting to kill Chu Xingyun with one palm.
"Since you're here, let's continue."
Just as Chang Chixiao was about to refute, Fan Wujie's voice made him swallow his words. His entire face turned ashen, looking extremely comical.
He opened his mouth, but Chu Xingyun beat him to it and said, "Pavilion Master, we're late. This matter started because of me. Please punish us to appease everyone's anger."
"However, the two of us arrived in time. The battle of the top eight shouldn't be affected." Chu Xingyun added, causing the crowd to smile bitterly.
Just now, Fan Wujie's words were meant to calm everyone down and end the commotion. But now, Chu Xingyun first admitted his mistake, then wanted to resume the battle of the top eight.
This was accepting Fan Wujie's words and giving face to Fan Wujie. If Fan Wujie still punished them, it would make him seem narrow-minded and petty.
Fan Wujie looked deeply at Chu Xingyun and smiled, "It's just a small interlude. Just treat it as a way to adjust the atmosphere. The battle of the top eight will now continue."
"Thank you, Pavilion Master!" Chu Xingyun bowed and glanced at Chang Chixiao and the others from the corner of his eyes. It was this glance that made them gasp for breath like bulls and burn with anger.
Seeing this, Chu Xingyun retracted his gaze in satisfaction. Just as he was about to step onto the Martial Arts Arena, he was stopped by Xia Qingcheng. Her beautiful eyes stared at Chu Xingyun and she said angrily, "Let me go first."
Chu Xingyun's gaze froze, then he nodded and gestured for her to go first.
Whoosh!
Xia Qingcheng's figure flashed and immediately landed on the Martial Arts Arena.
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