[Chapter 22 Rematch Assessment]
Zhao Churan looked at Xia Qilin with even more disappointed eyes, and said coldly: “Yes, it was my benefactor who healed my wounds, he also untied my skirt, and he sucked poisonous blood for me, and it was he who dressed me. , what’s the matter, what does my cousin want to say?”
Knowing that this was the case, Xia Qilin’s face turned green, his fists clenched, and angrily said: “How can he be so shameless!
” Take off your clothes, look and touch and suck for a while!
How could he tolerate it?
When Zhao Churan looked at Xia Qilin, it was not disappointment, but disgust.
What is the heart of a villain and the belly of a gentleman?
Xia Qilin is!
Engong never touched her from beginning to end, but Xia Qilin was full of unbearable dark imaginations.
I’m afraid, he is such a person himself!
“Everything is of my own accord, so don’t speculate maliciously on the benefactor!” Zhao Churan showed no mercy and returned to the mansion with a cold face.
When Zhao Churan was far away, Xia Xun stepped forward and slapped him, causing Xia Qilin to spin around.
“Stupid! You’ve already lost her heart by abandoning her. If you don’t know how to apologize and you’re jealous, it will only make her more disgusted!” But Xia Xun regarded Zhao Churan as his future daughter-in-law and taught him, “Don’t go and coax her right away. She?”
Only then did Xia Qilin wake up.
As a frequent visitor to brothels and brothels in Yungu City, Xia Qilin coaxing women is naturally a unique skill.
Even the elimination and fighting reduced Zhao Churan’s anger.
“Cousin Churan, tomorrow will be the re-examination of the martial arts pavilion, and cousin Qingchen will also participate, how about we go and see?” Xia Qilin said closer.
After all, Zhao Churan was ordered by his mother to improve his relationship with Beixia Mansion.
It’s not a good thing to be at a stalemate with Xia Qilin all the time, so she softened her tone: “What is he doing?”
She really didn’t like Qingchen’s cousin’s cultivation.
“They’re all from the Xia family, so he can’t participate in the semi-finals. There isn’t even a single person in the North Xia Mansion, right? Wouldn’t it be a joke for outsiders to talk about it?”
Zhao Churan thought about the same reason.
Anyway, just to have a look, nothing to lose.
“Okay.” Zhao Churan agreed.
Xia Qilin breathed a sigh of relief, and a sneer flashed in the corner of his eyes.
It was impossible for him to cheer for Xia Qingchen. He took Zhao Churan to see Xia Qingchen’s joke.
“Xia Qingchen, you injured Li Yaozong and offended the mentor of the Martial Pavilion, and you still want to be admitted to the Martial Pavilion? Hmph, daydreaming!” Xia Qilin said secretly in his heart.
the next day.
In the early morning, Xia Yuan slammed Xia Qingchen’s door.
Xia Qingchen was ready and opened the door: “Father, I won’t let you down.”
Today is the day of the rematch of Wuge.
“Don’t be nervous, you have already broken through Xiaochen’s position, and entering the martial arts pavilion is a sure thing. Just relax and pass the test.” Xia Yuan comforted him, but he became nervous.
This rematch is about my son’s future, how can I not be nervous?
The father and son were ready and came to the foot of a towering green hill in the city.
Above this mountain is the most sacred martial arts holy place in Yungu City, Martial Pavilion!
At the foot of the green hills.
A vast training field came into view.
The Wuge rematch will be held in it soon.
“Go, I’m cheering for you in the stands.” As a family member, he could only watch the battle from the stands outside the martial arts training ground, but could not enter.
With a slight nod, Xia Qingchen entered the martial arts pavilion.
As soon as he entered, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and a faint fragrance swept across it.
“It’s actually you!” The silhouette looked at Xia Qingchen in surprise with a pair of beautiful crystal eyes.
The visitor is Zhen Nantian’s granddaughter, Zhen Zhilan.
She didn’t believe at first that Xia Qingchen, who was full of stature, was the same person as Xia Qingchen, the laughing stock of the whole city.
Now, she doesn’t believe it’s impossible.
“Miss Zhen is waiting for me?” Xia Qingchen asked, looking at her.
Zhen Zhilan regained her grace and calmness, and smiled lightly: “Besides you, who else is worth waiting for?”
“Oh.” Xia Qingchen’s reaction was flat, and she walked towards the rematch venue with her hands behind her back.
Zhen Zhilan raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking to herself, this guy doesn’t give me any face!
She showed her feet and moved, catching up, and said, “You can participate in the semi-finals with peace of mind. After the game, I invite you to participate in an exchange meeting to relax.”
“Not interested.” Xia Qingchen didn’t think about it.
Instead of participating in meaningless exchange meetings, it is better to practice more.
“The exchange meeting will show some ancient relics from thousands of years ago, including the old relics of Wuchen God King.”
Huh?
Xia Qingchen’s light flickered, he has been dead for thousands of years, and the things that belonged to him have long been scattered.
It is really surprising that there is a small cloud city.
“Okay, participate.” Xia Qingchen said.
Zhen Zhilan smiled and said, “I’ll send you an invitation at that time.” With a
smile, she came to the backstage of the martial arts training ground and watched the battle silently as a VIP.
There are also several high-level executives of the Martial Pavilion in the background.
Among them, there is a vice president and two worshippers.
The vice president looked at Zhen Zhilan with a deep meaning, and sat silently in the corner.
Three months ago, the Martial Pavilion assessment was huge, and the temple only dispatched one elder.
Why today, in the deserted rematch, the temple has instead brought the distinguished Zhen Zhilan here?
Is there someone special for today’s rematch?
“The two worshipers, in your opinion, which juniors are more likely to enter the martial arts pavilion in this rematch?” the vice president asked.
The two worshippers personally participated in the Martial Arts Examination three months ago, and have a deep understanding of the students’ situation.
“Liu Yiyi of the Liu family, she should have no suspense.” The enshrined on the left affirmed: “No accident, and can enter the upper court smoothly.”
Liu Yiyi has already reached the realm of Xiaochen’s Liuming.
The reason she was eliminated in the last assessment was because she was about to break through Xiaochen’s position and was unable to participate in the assessment.
Therefore, it was judged to be eliminated.
In this rematch, it is easy to be admitted to the upper court of Wuge.
“It’s not difficult for Cheng Wei to enter the upper court.” Another priest said with a smile.
As early as half a year ago, Cheng Wei broke through Xiaochen’s position as Liuming, but because of his training abroad, he didn’t have time to come back, so he was absent from the assessment and was judged to be eliminated.
The vice-principal understood, thought, the temple should be interested in these two people, right?
“What about the rest?” the vice president asked.
The two worshipers shook their heads in unison, and the one on the left said, “They’re all out-of-class items. Even if they barely pass the assessment, they’re still at the bottom of the Martial Lord’s Court.”
Wuge will recruit people based on their performance during the assessment. Divided into upper, middle and lower courts.
For example, Xia Qilin’s excellent third place has joined the enviable upper house.
Among the current group of eliminations, only Liu Yiyi and Cheng Wei are able to enter the eyes of the law.
The rest of the people, to say that they are ugly, are all discarded waste products.
Now it is just a waste utilization from a group of waste products, and a few useful waste products are selected.
Because of this, very few people came to watch the rematch, which seemed very deserted.
Obsolete?
Zhen Zhilan recalled the scene of Xia Qingchen’s understatement of defeating herself, and shook her head deeply.
Anyone can be a waste, but he can’t.
Boom—
the gong sounded, and the rematch assessment officially began.
A middle-aged man with a stern expression, dressed in embroidered martial robes, came to the front of more than a hundred teenagers with his hands behind his back.
His eyes were like electricity, scanning every contestant.
When it fell to Xia Qingchen, he paused slightly.
Xia Qingchen picked her eyebrows weakly, Li Weifeng?
[End of This Chapter]
