bookcurios Chapter 112 Senior Brother Qi Yu
Chapter 112 Senior Brother Qi Yu
Seeing that he was moved, Song Ling was delighted, but he did not show it on his face and analyzed it seriously.
"We can't be the banker in this matter. We have to find someone who doesn't seem to have a close relationship with Chu Xinglan, or even someone who has a grudge against him. Otherwise, these disciples will suspect that we are working together to cheat them."
"I think...Zhen Youqian is the most suitable person!"
After the previous lunch box incident, everyone knew that Chu Xinglan and Zhen Youqian didn’t get along, and that guy was smooth and good at talking.
The main reason is that he has been dragged on board and is considered one of their own.
Han Feiyu immediately raised his hand: "I'll go find him, and I have to be quick, otherwise we'll be at a loss after the fight."
After saying that, the person ran away without a trace.
While they were talking, Chu Xinglan had already figured out the movements of the four people on the stage.
These people also knew that they would not get any good results if they faced Chu Xinglan alone, so they had been relying on each other. They would also devote their minds to protecting those with the lowest cultivation among them, which was why no one was eliminated.
Chu Xinglan felt that this round was almost over and didn’t want to waste any more time. He instantly increased his speed by another 3 points and went straight to the late Jindan disciple who had been standing in the front.
The opponent was caught off guard for a moment and raised his sword to block in a hurry. A crisp sound of steel clashing was heard, and the next second, he only felt a huge force passing through the sword.
Before he could relieve the force, he flew backwards.
This sudden scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and there was an uproar in the audience.
After all, their habitual thinking is that the way to break through is to break through the weakest point. No one expected that Chu Xinglan would suddenly jump up and knock the most powerful one off the stage with one blow.
The next thing was easy. Chu Xinglan took advantage of their distraction and threw out three swords. He was the only one standing upright on the ring.
Everyone was silent. No one expected that the battle would end in such a dramatic way.
Seeing that Chu Xinglan's face was not red and he was not out of breath, it was obvious that he did not waste any energy, as if the previous tense battle was deliberately caused by Chu Xinglan.
Chu Xinglan was not ruthless, and the four disciples who were knocked off the ring were not seriously injured. They would be fine after a simple breath adjustment.
They looked at each other and saw the same frustration in each other's eyes.
Unlike the disciples watching the battle below, they felt it more deeply. It was obvious that Chu Xinglan had never used his full strength, even at the very end.
He had been using the four of them to hone his swordsmanship, treating himself as a whetstone, which was even more unacceptable to them.
But it is undeniable that they also acknowledged Chu Xinglan in their hearts, and even had a little bit of admiration for him.
Several people stood up, saluted Chu Xinglan, and left the arena without saying anything else.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, Song Ling raised his eyebrows and raised his hands to clap.
"Brother Chu, well done!"
Li Wen and others also smiled and applauded him.
Perhaps because of their encouragement, some people in the field began to agree.
Although Chu Xinglan was a bit of a bad talker, they had to admit that he was really strong.
Some of the guys who were watching the fun were convinced and had no grudges against the crowd, so they naturally didn't hesitate to give some applause.
Chu Xinglan then noticed the presence of Song Ling and the others. He chuckled and waved at them as a greeting.
Then he swept his eyes over the people below, raised his chin slightly, and said provocatively: "Have the people I told you to call come? I haven't had enough of beating yet."
Someone in the crowd laughed out loud, and shouted to the stage in a familiar voice: "I called Ling Jianfeng's senior brother, he has reached the Nascent Soul stage, do you dare to fight?"
Chu Xinglan raised his eyebrows and glanced at the audience in surprise, and saw a guy wearing black clothes and holding a sword standing behind the crowd.
There was no expression on his face and he looked very indifferent, but when the two looked at each other, the man nodded at him.
Chu Xinglan knew what was going on, and shouted at him directly: "Brother, have you entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? Then I can't beat you. If not, come up and fight me?"
Although his words sounded a bit arrogant, he also frankly admitted that he could not beat a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, so everyone accepted it easily.
Looking at him like that, he was actually kind of cute.
"Chu Xinglan, are you so stubborn? You dare to fight against a Yuanying-stage swordsman?"
"Don't worry, we won't laugh at you if you lose this fight."
"Defeat him, I'm counting on you!"
Their attitudes softened, so Chu Xinglan naturally wouldn't take it too seriously and just looked at everyone with a smile.
"Why should I be afraid of this? I'll just rush in. Senior brother will never let me lie on the stage unable to move."
Ling Jianfeng's senior brother Qi Yu did not answer Chu Xinglan's question, but jumped directly onto the stage. The meaning was self-evident.
Now everyone became excited, even Chen Xiu became interested.
He was very familiar with Qi Yu. They entered Cangqiong Mountain in the same batch and they had competed with each other a lot in the past. But later, Chen Xiu had more chores to do and Qi Yu was away from home for most of the year, so they didn't contact each other as often.
I didn't expect that he had entered the Nascent Soul stage when he came back this time.
Song Ling didn't know Qi Yu, so he pulled Xun Wenguang behind him to his side and asked curiously, "Is your senior brother powerful?"
Xun Wenguang scratched his head stupidly: "I don't know either. Senior Brother Qi Yu just came back two days ago. I haven't seen him take action."
"However, the troublemakers in our Lingjian Peak have become much more obedient in the past few days."
Song Ling was a very smart man. He immediately determined that this person was very strong. Especially since he was a swordsman, his combat power had to be increased by 20%.
"I may not be able to defeat this brother Chu."
Xun Wenguang looked at him suspiciously, "It's normal that you can't win, isn't it? Senior Brother Chen Xiu hasn't even reached the Nascent Soul stage yet, but didn't Xing Lan lose as well?"
Before Song Ling could explain, Chen Xiu on the side was already a little unhappy.
"I could have advanced a long time ago, but I still have to lead the team in the exchange competition, so I have been suppressing my cultivation."
"Unlike this big, stupid guy, who only knows how to practice every day and doesn't care about anything else. You are unlucky to have a senior brother like him."
Xun Wenguang was still a little scared when facing Chen Xiu, so he kept his mouth shut.
They were chatting in the audience, but Chu Xinglan on the stage couldn't care less and looked a little solemn.
As soon as Qi Yu came on stage, he felt a sense of oppression, and this man stood there motionless, with sword energy seeming to linger around him.
The whole person looks like a sword drawn from its sheath, extremely sharp.
He knew instantly that this was a powerful opponent and he might not be able to defeat him.
But this also aroused the fighting spirit in his heart, and his momentum became higher.