Chang Aotian came to Chengyun Valley, of course, for the Chengyun Competition three days later, that is to say, before the end of the competition, the two sides will be enemies rather than friends. It's okay not to know his identity before, but now that he knows, Gu Fenghua is somewhat embarrassed.
"So that's the case, don't feel embarrassed. On the test stage, everyone depends on their ability, and there is not so much affection to talk about." Chang Aotian suddenly realized, nodded and said, his expression was much calmer than Gu Fenghua's.
As a king's envoy, he has also experienced the catastrophe of annihilation, and he has long been used to seeing life and death, so of course he will not be entangled in such a trivial matter.
"Well, I understand." Hearing what Chang Aotian said, Gu Fenghua felt relieved.
"It's getting late, you guys should go to rest early. You must be practicing wholeheartedly these few days, so I won't bother you. If there is any trouble, just let me know." Chang Aotian said.
"Thank you, Brother Chang. If you need help, I won't be polite to you." Gu Fenghua said gratefully.
With Chang Aotian's backing, I believe that they will be completely peaceful in the next few days, and they can also practice hard and prepare for the battle with peace of mind.
Chang Aotian took Pei Yichou's farewell and left, and walked towards the distant yard hidden among the shadows of trees on the moonlight, as if he was thinking about something, and remained silent for a long time.
Pei Yichou was still worried about how miserable his fate would be if today's incident got into the ears of his mistress, so he was worried all the way, and followed behind him step by step with his head down, without saying a word.
"Yichou, if you meet Gu Fenghua in the competition three days later, you will abstain and admit defeat, and you are not allowed to fight her." Chang Aotian said suddenly when he returned to the gate of the courtyard.
What? Pei Yichou raised his head and looked at Master in surprise.
Regarding the ownership of Chengyun Valley, all the princes and envoys are determined to win, and as a disciple, he has long been prepared to fight to the death. Who knows, the master made himself abstain before the competition started!
"Master, I know I was wrong about what happened today, but haven't I already apologized? Besides, your old man also said just now that everyone on the stage depends on their ability, and there is not so much affection to talk about. If you abstain easily and admit defeat, this disciple really has a heart." I'm not reconciled." After a moment of silence, Pei Yichou mustered up his courage and said.
If it were different, he would obey his master's advice and never have the courage to contradict him, but this time, he really couldn't help it.
Yes, he offended Gu Fenghua, but didn't he already apologize? Since he was a child, this was the first time he knelt down on the ground like this, bowing his head and admitting his mistakes to others. All his pride and self-esteem were trampled under his feet. But this is not enough, and he has to abstain from the vote and admit defeat, how can he be willing?
"Everyone depends on their ability, do you think you can beat Gu Fenghua?" Chang Aotian asked.
"She is only the first rank of Emperor Sage. Even if there is something special about the sword skill and holy law, the disciple will never be defeated by her." Pei Yichou had just summoned up the courage to contradict the master once, and now he also gave it up. Said unconvinced.
"It's a big tone, but you are only a third-rank Emperor Saint, so you dare to be so defiant. If I hadn't come in time just now, you think you can end up much better than Qi Zongwang, and I'm afraid you won't even be able to save your life." Chang Aotian With a heavy snort, he said.
Although he arrived in time and prevented Pei Yichou, Gu Fenghua and others from attacking, but at that time, he was already on the verge of an arrow, and he still saw how terrifying the power of Gu Fenghua and others' joint sword would be. Pei Yichou's cultivation of the third rank of Emperor Saint is not bad for a saint of the same age, but it is absolutely impossible to resist such a sword. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com