Chapter 110: First Duel

Chen Ye asked several cultivators before finding the location of the duel arena.

But when he arrived and looked around, he saw only a wasteland overgrown with weeds. Thick stone pillars stood by the field, covered with nameplates, yet now blanketed in moss, looking dilapidated as if neglected for many years.

Beside the Shi Zhu stood a massive bronze bell; legend held that to issue a challenge, one must select a nameplate, tear it down, and then strike the bronze bell nearby.

Chen Ye first glanced at the nameplates on this Shi Zhu

"If what you say, my lord, is true, then I am also very pleased. My elder brother was originally the true Son of Heaven by right. Should my elder brother return, I will certainly yield the throne." The fake emperor spoke with righteous conviction, acting very convincingly.

Although Long Teng thought otherwise in his heart, for Guo Fan and the rest of his brothers, he still hoped they would not worry for him. If Long Teng let Guo Fan and the others know his true thoughts at this moment, they would absolutely still follow Long Teng, using their lives to protect him.

Thus, they passed another day or two in peace, yet Jun Mo Li's body still had not recovered. For him, if he dueled that old man again, the result would surely be the same as before.

Though it was already late at night, many students were still on the streets, and the roadside barbecue stalls and food stalls remained bustling. Several couples also walked hand in hand in that direction.

Thinking back, every part of his body sent signals of soreness; it was simply unbearable! That damn son of a turtle with a bear leg.

In the entire square, all the cultivators could not help but start discussing, and even the people of Cang Lei Mountain felt their breathing quicken.

"Haha, big brother, with your talent, if you joined the Star Alliance, even the Grand Commander would show you five points of respect. That young my lord would not fail to come out to see you; why do you sigh so deeply?" the man in gray clothes laughed, patting Huan Lan's shoulder.

Even though the Su family had focused its main business on films these past few years, it was inevitable that some entanglements would arise with the other three families.

Facing the question from Tian Hu, the King of Zhen Nan, the generals of the Tian Hu Empire had absolutely no words to say. After all, holding the line for three days was a military order, yet even so, they had failed to do it, and now the Gu Yu City was nearly breached.

Who would have thought that in this panic, Dongfang Xiaying would suddenly bump headlong into her brother Dongfang Qiuhan's arms at the corner.

Many people, under organization, carried tools like knives and axes, walking toward the dense forest outside the mountain gate. After a long while, two disciples were seen carrying back logs of newly cut timber. In these mountains and forests, gathering materials was extremely convenient; building some simple wooden huts would suffice. The scene was quite lively.

"If we really must open the coffin, we must first find strong men full of yang energy to help us dig the grave and open the coffin! This is very difficult! Where exactly should we go to find those men?" Chen Xuan continued speaking here.

Later, until Zhou Rui told Gu Yun that Dongfang Ao was Dongfang Ming's father, he finally understood.

"What nonsense!" Tang Xiyue finally relented, threw the bathrobe in her hand onto the nearby washstand, and went out, closing the door.

Shui Lianying ran all the way without concealing her lightness skill. Bu Liu saw her from afar and could hardly believe it.

The flaming sharp sword struck down. When the boundless power crashed down, the man surnamed Liu suddenly came to, his face changing in horror, and immediately threw out a punch.

I looked at Su Ling's appearance. To be frank, I think Su Ling is a very attractive person; just her looking at me twice made me feel somewhat unable to extricate myself! But I can be frank: I do not like her, because when I look at her, the person who comes to mind is not anyone else, but Gu Pan.

Ten or more long vines grew from the snow around Wan Sheng, green-black and thorny, vivid and lifelike. Wan Sheng, caught off guard, had his left foot entangled; sharp thorns pierced his skin, and the vines were full of force. Wan Sheng's horse stance wavered, and he nearly fell, dragged down.