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Volume 1 The Emperor of True Spirits Chapter 82 The Most Beautiful Time

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    (SORRY! I¡¯ve been busy these past two days, so I¡¯m late!) ¡î¡î¡î¡î¡î The first stage of the tenth round of Xiangshu City¡¯s primary election came to an end amidst scenes of excitement or noise.  At this stage, the most eye-catching thing is the battle between Yang Tianxue and Mo Shujian. Many people believe that this battle is almost the beginning of the battle for the king of the true spirit realm.  During that battle, countless people shed tears, for Yang Xuetian's desperate defeat, and for his terrifying willpower that allowed him to stand up again despite his blood-stained uniform falling into the dust several times.  But Yang Xuetian still lost, the defeat was unbelievable, and countless great monks couldn't believe their own eyes.   "Snowy day" Following the gentle call, a tall man in white who was young but now showing a sense of vicissitudes of life turned around and saw that in his sight, a youthful, dignified and elegant man walked towards him.  A bright and clean woman.  "Uncle Master" His eyes narrowed slightly. Even at such a moment of extreme decadence, the approaching woman could still distract him slightly, and for a moment, all he could see was her light steps.  A figure as graceful as a lotus and as gentle as the wind.  And she walked up to him, and under his gaze, slowly but firmly raised her plain face, and then slowly closed her bright eyes like autumn water: "Only once."  I just felt that the mountain-like depression in my heart was suddenly torn apart by an unprecedented instinct.  But just when he slowly lowered his head and was about to touch those two indescribably fresh and fragrant cherry lips with his own lips he actually stopped.  "Thank youUncle Master, I believe that I, Yang Xuetian, can survive this test. I admit that I was defeated, defeated by the sword of Mo Shujianbut I will use ten years, a hundred years, a thousand yearsstill  Even if I have ten thousand years to catch up, I, Yang Xuetian, will never give up!" As he said that, he carefully pulled back some of her hair that was hanging down on her face, and said in a low voice, "Ying'erthat's it!  That's enough. I've never dreamed of pulling up your hair like this once before, because your movements when you inadvertently pull up your hair are the most beautiful!" Before the low words were spoken Yang Xuetian was already running forward like a strong wind!  .  And behind him, the female cultivator, who was called Master Uncle and also called "Ying'er", suddenly had tears in her eyes.  Anyone who has carefully watched the battle between Yang Xuetian and Mo Shujian will know that the battle was very tragic. Yang Xuetian suffered at least a dozen heavy blows from the sword, and every sword almost passed through the heart   And the sword of Mo Shujian has a terrifying cold property. Just a scratch on the skin of an ordinary True Spirit Realm monk may be fatal, not to mention that Yang Xuetian has endured more than a dozen swords piercing his chest.  So many.   Suddenly it seemed that the entire Xiangshu City was enveloped in a depressing and suffocating atmosphere, because in the third to fifth stages after the tenth round of the second round of the preliminary battle, the finalists from each district before the finalist battle were expelled.  list, as well as the specific ranking of each district.  In other words, Mo Shujian and Feng Zhaoyu, who are in the same district, will finally have a showdown in the primary election This makes countless people feel that although the battle has not yet come, they seem to have smelled it in advance.  of cruelty.  Countless girls who like Mo Shujian or Feng Zhaoyu are even more haggard because of this.  Among the senior monks, even though Yang Xuetian had just been defeated by Mo Shujian, more people were still optimistic about Feng Chaoyu.  There is only one reason, and that is because Feng Chaoyu¡¯s actual master is the number one swordsman in Xiangshu City.  So is Feng Chaoyu really stronger? ?¡­ ?Beicheng District.  In a high-end martial arts competition venue, two to three million people have entered the venue early.  This is the third battle between the ten contestants who still maintain a record of unbeatable victories in the second stage of the tenth round of the Beicheng District primary election.  The participants in this battle are: Chen Feng and Yan Chengwu.  Yan Chengwu - is known as the genius second only to Lingyun Longbei City, and is also a sword cultivator who specializes in swords In this battle of the Rise of the King in Xiangshu City, it seems that the sword cultivator is moving towards  The world has proven that it is sword cultivators, and only sword cultivators, who are truly good at fighting and powerful!  And this phenomenon is especially prominent in the True Spirit Realm but it also leaves people with a lot of thoughts and doubts: Will this phenomenon of sword cultivators' dominance change after passing the True Spirit Realm?  Or is this class of True Spirit Realm monks a little different from previous ones?  A bigger doubt is that no matter who is the winner in the battle between Mo Shujian and Feng Chaoyu, will the winner eventually trigger the battle of the true king and finally win the name of the true king?    In short, this time in the battle for the rise of the king in Xiangshu City, Mo Shujian, who performed the most dazzlingly in the true spirit realm, was a sword cultivator, and Yang Xuetian was also a sword cultivator Feng Chaoyu even considered the purest sword cultivator  .  Yan Chengwu is undoubtedly also a swordsman. Like Mo Shujian and Ling Yunlong before him, he appeared as if he was stepping on a sharp sword to cut through the sky from the edge of the sky.  The overwhelming shouts immediately started, mixed with the screams of girls.  But Chen Feng, who appeared at almost the same time, was welcomed in a way that was obviously different from the way Yan Chengwu was welcomed In the stands that supported Chen Feng, there was almost no one shouting.  ¡­ Perhaps those who were shouting were just Chen Feng¡¯s group of immature disciples, who were waving their little arms and legs and shouting messy slogans such as ¡°Master must win¡± and ¡°Master is undefeated¡±¡­ But that little voice,  Maybe only they can hear it.  Others who like Chen Fengwhether they are old people, children, middle-aged uncles, aunts or at least women, all seem to be reserved. But at this time, almost more than half of the people are looking at the man from the ground worriedly.  On the show, Chen Feng appeared relatively unremarkable.  Although Chen Feng¡¯s speed is actually not slower than that of Yan Chengwu in the sky, the word ¡°lively¡± to an outsider is correct everywhere, so the civilian audience, which accounts for most of the country, naturally cannot see why.  They only saw Yan Chengwu in the air, coming across the sky like a cold rainbow breaking through the moon, and then confronting Chen Feng a thousand steps away and before the referee ran over, he was still hovering in the air quietly.  He carefully observed Chen Feng below That condescending attitude also made many people who loved Chen Feng feel tight in their hearts.  It was not until the referee also flew over that Yan Chengwu slowly landed on the ground.  "In line with the friendship between fellow students and the righteous people in the world" Just as the referee's voice shook the sky again, on top of the mountaintop stand like a sword piercing the sky, Yang Xuetian, dressed in white, sat down cross-legged, just  But his eyes were still fixed firmly on Chen Feng below.  After someone specifically asked him to come and watch this battle, he finally decided to come and have a look while hesitating But he didn't expect that Yang Xuetian's eyes shrank when he saw Chen Feng's appearance.  When he said this, he saw something. It was just a beast-like instinct when encountering a strong enemy.  "Xuetian, did you see anything?" Standing on one side was Nanfeng Kongqing. It was Nanfeng Kongqing who sent the invitation, but the person who went to invite was someone else.  It would be inappropriate for Nanfeng Kongqing to invite Yang Xuetian in person. Even if they are peers in terms of generation, Nanfeng Kongqing is actually Yang Xuetian in terms of age, qualifications and cultivation.  seniors.  Yang Xuetian shook his head slightly, what can be seen from just one appearance?  But immediately he asked with a thought in his heart: "You mean" Nanfeng Kongqing shook his head: "I didn't say anything, just watch it for yourself. I also watched the battle between you and Mo Shujian, honestly  I still can¡¯t figure it out, but Xue Tian doesn¡¯t need to be too sad. Maybe I can find the answer from the decisive battle between Feng Zhaoyu and Mo Shujian, as well as the battle between others and Mo Shujian.¡± Yang Xuetian paused.  Finally, he slowlythen nodded heavily.  And on a stand in the sky, the young female cultivator previously known as Jing'er and the female cultivator in light red clothes were also looking down from above.  The young female cultivator known as Jing'er pouted slightly and said: "Sister Shuang, are you really obsessed with him? I don't think he is that good. Leng Jun is definitely not as good-looking as Mo Shujian and Mo Shujian.  How can Feng Chaoyu and his free and easy atmosphere compare to Brother Xuetian?" Xiu Wan'er, a woman in light red, smiled and said, "Damn it, you have to say that I like himbut he has him.  "You deny it in the first sentence, but you say good things about him in the second sentence, and you still don't admit it?" "So what if I admit it, so what if I don't admit it?" At the same time Tian Tian.  On the stands in the mountains, especially those belonging to senior monks, there were pairs of eyes watching Chen Feng's every move below.  And even some Yuanyang realm monks, especially those who were instigated for the first time or came to watch the battle for various reasons, were left with deep doubts at this time, because even though Chen Feng appeared, he was suspected of using Shuchi Cheng.  However, compared with Yan Chengwu's distinctive and intense sword cultivator's appearance, one has to doubt that when Yan Chengwu used the violent or lightning-fast attacks of his sword cultivators,  Or when he uses the mysterious and mysterious sword-controlling technique that blooms like spring flowers in the fields, will Chen Feng be able to complete the whole journey at that time?  And what are the characteristics of Chen Feng¡¯s true spiritual realm?  Just in their doubts??It just started, but the battle immediately followed, and after the referee waved the flag, it erupted in a dazzling way.  Phew!  Yan Chengwu flew up, cast a spell, and suddenly a lightsaber lit up around his body, blooming like a huge sunflower when the handles were joined together.  Immediately afterwards, when Chen Feng, who was still looking up from the ground, shouted "Go", he saw the lightsabers shooting towards Chen Feng like rain.  Suddenly, the screams swept through the world like a heat wave again.  But the screams that immediately resounded throughout the audience suddenly stopped, because Chen Feng standing below was fine, and wherever he stood, he seemed to be still looking at his opponent in the sky with interest.  Where did the lightsaber go?  Which one is just beautiful?  But Yan Chengwu's previous opponents were defeated by this move as if thousands of swords were pierced through their hearts. It couldn't be fake, right?     why is that?  Or is Chen Feng above the ground just a phantom?
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