It was rainy and rainy, and the characteristics of this season were well interpreted. Everything in the sky is obscured by dark or gray clouds, the sunniest is a rare sight, and today is destined to be a heavy day.

Nan Jiangli and Bei Xuanqian walked to the top of the stands, looked at the sky, and began to talk.

"Brother Nan Jiang, do you think Brother Chu Jiang will win today?"

Bei Xuanqian asked without any scruples, as if what was in front of him was not the current prince of the Southern Jiang Kingdom, but the future emperor of the Southern Jiang Kingdom. In fact, the two are really similar when they throw away the shackles of the country, maybe that's why they became really good friends. However, they are all standing here today because of one person, and that is Chu Jiang.

It is true that they have a lot of similarities, but if they remove the identity of Chu Jiang's friend, I am afraid that the first time they will meet will be on the battlefield where the two countries are at war, or that Nan Jiangli should have left this world under the plot of the crown prince and the second prince.

It is precisely because of this that although Bei Xuanqian usually goes out to play around, although Nan Jiangli always has every opportunity, and the people of the Wangu Sword Gang seem to be getting farther and farther away, they unconsciously came here on the day of the decisive battle between Chu Jiang and Xuanyuan Ding.

"Brother Chu Jiang has never been a reckless person, and he is always creating all kinds of miracles, and he doesn't care about a Xuanyuan Ding. ”

Nan Jiang waved his hand indifferently, looking full of confidence in Chu Jiang.

Bei Xuanqian didn't speak anymore when he heard this, but silently stood beside Nan Jiangli, and the two of them raised their heads at the same time to look at the thunderclouds that were constantly gathering and becoming more and more black, and finally, a smile appeared on their faces at the same time, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

Situ Yan was also a little worried, and when she thought that Chu Jiang was going to face off against Xuanyuan Ding, who was at the peak of the Secret Realm, her heart would seem to resist. Even though Xuanyuan Ding was beaten to the peak of Tongyou by the people of the beggar gang, the gap between the seven minor cultivators was not so easy to cross. Even if she had confidence in Chu Jiang again, she couldn't help but be worried.

As the black clouds gathered closer and closer, the light rain became heavier and heavier, from rain to bean-sized raindrops, and there was a tendency to pour down, coupled with the occasional rumbling thunder in the sky, all of which made those mortals lock their doors and dare not go out. Even if you are a monk, you can't do it well, and you are about to fall in the rain. God was angry, and he was so terrified. In front of the natural power of heaven and earth, no one dares to say that they are powerful.

Situ Yan watched all this silently, and his tightly furrowed brows finally slowly relaxed.

"Heaven is beautiful!"

Qin Weiyang walked to Situ Yan's side at some point, and spit out such a sentence without a head, but Situ Yan nodded in agreement, and then stared at the position of the ring, Qin Weiyang also moved his gaze here. Because she knew that the man was about to appear.

The audience was standing in the rain at the moment, looking in that direction, as if they were afraid that they would see something less next.

"Whew!"

Not because of the appearance of people, but because of the wind. The wind gradually changed from blowing to raging, and I don't know who angered the wind god, and he completed all this change in just a few minutes.

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings. ”

A man in a yellow robe stared at the place, and suddenly his eyes lit up, his gaze was like a torch, staring at the place where the group of people had gathered. In his sight, he seemed to see a dragon and a tiger entrenched there, staring at each other with fierce eyes, as if waiting for an opportunity to move, waiting for an opportunity to completely devour the other party.

Finally, the *** together, the dragon will be entangled with the tiger to death, but the tiger is not simple, the body protection is very strong, the two sides are inseparable, and it is a stalemate for a while. When the yellow-robed man was still about to look at it, a chaotic mist blocked his vision, and the man had no choice but to withdraw his magical powers.

"When the dragon and tiger fight, there will be death, who will be left?"

The man spoke, and it was the Emperor.

There is no doubt that the remaining person will dominate the future development of Nanjiang Kingdom, but with his strength to reach Daozhi, he can't see through the outcome of today's duel. It can only be known that the dragon represents Chu Jiang, because it is more immature than the tiger. That tiger naturally refers to Xuanyuan Ding.

"The golden scales are by no means a thing in the pool, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds" This sentence is exactly what Chu Jiang says, after today's battle, whether this dragon is swimming in the sky or burying bones in the green mountains, whether it is a tiger swallowing dragon luck and going to the next level, or a tiger being devoured by a dragon and achieving a young dragon. Nan Jiangtian can't interfere in any way, the encounter between the dragon and the tiger is the will of heaven, and the will of heaven will be difficult to disobey.

Suddenly, the rain poured down, and the water flowed like a pour, and the country of Nanjiang had not encountered such a rainy day for many years. When ordinary people saw this rain, their faces were so frightened that their faces were pale, and for a while, words similar to "heaven's anger" and "heaven's punishment" spread throughout the imperial capital. But when the song was passed into the palace, there was not a trace of ripples, as if a stone sank into the sea, just because the emperor said, "Ignore it and don't ask."

Although the ministers were full of doubts in their hearts, they finally chose to remain silent and let the question rot in their stomachs. Nan Jiang Tian is a rare Ming monarch in Nanjiang Kingdom, so the minister has no doubts about his orders. They knew that the Emperor had a reason to do so. I had to secretly scatter some of my money and wealth to help the disaster.

How could their actions escape the eyes of the Emperor, but in the end, the Emperor only let out a long sigh and muttered:

"Is God sad? At this time, the disaster of Nanjiang Country is still an opportunity?"

Those ministers didn't know that when the dragon and tiger competed, the heavens would cry in advance for the fallen party, which was the "heavenly sorrow" in Nan Jiangtian's mouth. Although this rain is heavy, it is also an opportunity from God, and the more you lose in this rain, the more you will be compensated with several times the amount of material in the next few years. Because this is a loss caused by God's carelessness, everything is just to stop the loss. A drink and a peck are truly amazing.

Although the minister's actions made the development of Nanjiang Kingdom less in the future, the emperor did not blame them, everything has its own providence in the dark, it is their own creation, if they blindly covet creation, they will lose more, this is the result of looking at things with a heart of gain and loss.

But the two people who caused all this did not know anything about it. Chu Jiang slowly stood up, and the converging aura around him showed his strength. At the same time, Xuanyuan Ding finally suppressed the turbulent Gang Qi in his body, and also stood up.

Then the two glanced at each other, and a thick murderous intent appeared in Xuanyuan Ding's eyes, but Chu Jiang replied with a graceful smile, and then stretched out his right hand and shouted:

"Here comes the sword!"