area51novel Chapter 30 Oh ho, there's an unexpected surprise!
Chapter 30 Oh ho, there's an unexpected surprise!
The next morning, the sky was clear and the air was fresh.
The first match of the semi-finals was Feng Xingtong versus Zhang Chulan.
As both possessors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, the competition between the two had already generated a lot of buzz even before it started. If you arrived a little late, the stands were already packed.
However, what was unexpected was that the two of them had a very bizarre way of competing. In front of everyone, they actually started playing a game of "Honor of Kings" one-on-one, which made the referees of the Celestial Master's Mansion extremely angry.
"This is the semifinals, not the professional scene. Are you two still going to fight?"
"Master Dao, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony doesn't forbid using games to determine the winner!"
After the words were spoken, the referee was speechless.
That's utterly shameless! If he were to become the Celestial Master, the Celestial Master's Mansion would become a laughingstock in the world of supernatural beings. But Zhang Lingyu has already been eliminated, and some things can't be forced. The referees and the audience could only patiently wait for the two bastards in the arena to finish their fight.
Ten minutes later, as Feng Xingtong's screen flashed red, the game ended, and Bi Lian won.
Zhang Chulan said, "Brother Feng, you flatter me!"
Feng Xingtong swallowed hard, put away his phone, glanced at the referee's table, gave a wry smile, and quickly ran away.
Subsequently, Zhang Chulan was subjected to a brutal beating by Rong Shan in front of hundreds of people. He wouldn't have left if his fellow disciples hadn't been holding him back.
There was no other way. To force Rong Shan, who was the best at maintaining his composure, to disregard his pride and do something to others, you can imagine how shameless he was!
"Next match: Yue Qing vs. Jia Zhengliang!"
"Please welcome both players to the arena!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Jia Zhengliang and Yue Qing stepped into the arena one after the other. They glanced at each other but remained silent. Once they were in place, the surrounding noise seemed to subside.
The news of Yue Qing's massacre of Quanxing has spread throughout the world of supernatural beings. No one could have imagined that the seemingly lazy War God would be so ruthless when it came to dealing with the Quanxing demons.
Goodness...
He could take on forty people at once; he was a veritable killing machine of Quanxing, ruthless and merciless.
Don't ask him if his eyes are dry!
Their eyes are bloodshot, they definitely won't do it.
On the stands, the Feng siblings stood side by side, with Feng Zhenghao, one of the Ten Elders, standing beside them with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the field.
Lu Jin arrived with the old Celestial Master and took his seat as promised. Looking at his grand-disciple, the old man Lu could not hide his joy. Standing next to the old Celestial Master, he felt much more at ease.
"Senior brother, why do I feel like Lao Lu is in a good mood lately?" Tian Jinzhong said.
"He finally got a great guaranteed win, how could he not be happy?" the old master replied with a smile.
On the other side, Feng Zhenghao caught a glimpse of Lu Jin's appearance, raised his hand to gently push up his glasses, a faint smile on his face, and said nothing.
The Feng siblings were completely focused on the Taoist priest in the arena, paying no attention to the outcome of the previous match. At this moment, they were filled with curiosity.
Feng Xingtong asked, "Sister, how many rounds do you think Jia Zhengliang can last against Master Yue?"
Feng Shayan was defeated by this guy yesterday. To be honest, she was also curious how many rounds he could last against Yue Qing.
As for whether Jia Zhengliang can win...
This assumption is meaningless.
Because he was facing the Quanxing Killing Machine, which is currently one of the top four. If it had happened at the beginning of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, he probably would have surrendered long ago.
"Jia Zhengliang is far superior to his good-for-nothing brother Jia Zhengyu. He is a true genius in manipulating objects..." Feng Shayan crossed her arms and looked at Yue Qing, who was sitting lazily below the stage and even yawning. "But against Yue Qing, I think Jia Zhengliang would be considered impressive if he could withstand a slap."
The audience around the arena had already erupted in a cacophony of noise, all arguing about the competition.
"I wonder if they can continue their undefeated streak against the God of War, Yue Qing?"
"It's hard to say. Jia Zhengliang's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is renowned, and his strength should not be underestimated!"
"Ha, against the All-Powerful Killing Machine, all those fancy moves are ultimately meaningless!"
"You're exaggerating a bit too much, aren't you? Jia Zhengliang's twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives aren't just for show!"
"Dude, did you just get internet? This 'God of War' is now known as the 'All-Sect Killing Machine,' how can someone who practices health-preserving martial arts possibly fight a killer?"
Like the Feng siblings, this group of spectators were also looking forward to a good show. However, unlike before, they were more interested in seeing how many times Yue Qing could take Jia Zhengliang's punches.
Inside the arena, Jia Zhengliang remained oblivious to the surrounding noise and commotion, his mind completely undisturbed.
On the contrary, he felt that the more people there were, the better. Only in this way could he defeat Yue Qing in front of all the extraordinary people in the world and let everyone know that the Quanxing Killing Machine was nothing in front of his Jia family's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife.
"Come on, let me see if your reputation as the All-Powerful Killing Machine is really that impressive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zhengliang flicked his wrist, and twelve cold lights shot out instantly. In a flash, the twelve flying knives drew sharp arcs in the air, directly attacking Yue Qing.
To his surprise, his Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife suddenly stopped when it was close to the Taoist, and then the tip of the knife turned and pointed at him.
"???"
What happened?
Where is my big knife?
Why can't I control him anymore?
Jia Zhengliang tried to regain control of the throwing knives, but it was to no avail in front of the master of the "Soldier's Secret" technique.
No redemption, there's a scam!
As he pondered this, the three Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives actually began to circle around Yue Qing.
Watching his Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife being casually toyed with by Yue Qing, he felt a sense of despair, like watching his girlfriend being slept with by a yellow-haired bull while he was powerless to do anything about it.
Referee, there really is a cheater!
……
The onlookers were equally shocked.
They wanted to see rivers of blood, but isn't this wrong now?
Aren't you a Taoist priest?
Not only are they good at killing, but they can also control objects?
Among those present were also weapon wielders. For them, the weapons they controlled were like their third hand, and unless they were dead, they could never be controlled by others at will.
However, the situation on the field completely shattered their expectations.
coach!
I want to learn this!
Seeing this, Yue Qing remained calm and ignored the flying knives. With a thought, he appeared in front of Jia Zhengliang in an instant.
Without the slightest hesitation, he rolled up his sleeves, swung his right arm in a wide arc, gathered Tai Chi energy in his palm, and delivered a merciless, powerful slap to Jia Zhengliang's left cheek.
Jia Zhengliang was still in shock when he saw the person who came. His pupils shrank, but before he could react, a huge force swept through his body from his cheek, and his brain briefly went blank. He even saw his great-grandmother whom he hadn't seen in a long time.
"It's a big, thick-skinned guy! It's a big, thick-skinned guy! The God of War's signature big, thick-skinned guy!"
"What kind of Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife? I'll just slide in and close the distance, unleashing a smooth little combo. Who wouldn't be stunned?!"
"Do you think those Quanxing members who were killed all ate this kind of 'penis'?"
"You really shouldn't tell me?"
Jia Zhengliang was slapped and sent flying. After spinning two and a half times in the air, he crashed heavily to the ground. This caused an uproar among the audience, with many people exclaiming "Holy crap!"
As expected of the Quanxing Killing Machine, beating up young people is like child's play.
After slapping Jia Zhengliang, Yue Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and his gaze quietly fell on a greasy fat man in the stands.
That's... Xia He?
Inner Demon Lao Yue: Main Body, calm down!
That's a man!
……
Xia He's expression froze. She had become a man, so what was with Yue Qing's look?
It's like watching prey...
But she's a man now, isn't she?