Verse 95 A singing and declining
"That's right! There is no phoenix flying in the chicken coop in Beiliangzhou. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoOver the years, all the birds that flew out were miscellaneous birds. can only be abused. Hahahaha......"
Listening to the strong man's disdainful words, some warriors echoed loudly, obviously agreeing with that statement.
For a while, the sound of sneering came and went.
Beiliangzhou is poor and weak, which is a thing that has existed for thousands of years. It doesn't happen overnight.
And Zhongsha Prefecture has been on the front line for many years, except for the imperial capital, who can crush Zhongsha Prefecture Tianjiao?
In the top 100 of the 33 states of the last session, Zhongsha Prefecture occupied 13 seats!
As strong as the imperial capital, there are only twenty seats.
It can be seen that the comprehensive strength of Zhongsha Prefecture is strong, and it can also be seen that Zhongsha Prefecture is extraordinary.
As for Beiliangzhou, it seems that there has been no young genius on the top 100 of the Qianlong list for more than 200 years, right?
Don't talk about the top 100, even if you are a young genius in the top 500. There are very few of them.
What a joke!
At this level, do you dare to take Zhongsha State Wei?
It only adds to the laughter.
"Beiliangzhou is also a demon, and there is no awareness of the last region. ā
"Not necessarily! I heard that the sword peerless has been defeated, and even the invincible sword momentum out of the sheath has been reversed. ā
A warrior from another state sang a sour tune.
He has been discriminated against for too long, and finally has a chance to fight back, how can he miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
What the?!
The atmosphere in the restaurant, after hearing the sentence that Jian Wushuang was defeated, suddenly became slightly silent.
Especially the warriors of Zhongsha Prefecture, their faces were like dirt, and deep suspicion appeared in their eyes.
There were even a few warriors who fell to the ground with chopsticks in their hands.
In the restaurant where the needle drop can be heard, the crisp sound is like thunder.
Obviously, the news that Jian Wushuang was defeated by one move came too shockingly.
"Hearsay, Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship can kill a bandit in the Yuan Dan Realm, how can he be defeated in one move? ā
Some shook their heads disdainfully, expressing disdain for such groundless rumors.
"Hehe, go to the south of the city to watch the battle yourself, you Zhongshazhou kicked the iron plate this time......"
The out-of-state warrior laughed out loud and hurried to fall into the well.
"As far as I know. The top 20 can quickly defeat Jian Musou.
In the top ten, it is not difficult to make Jian Wushuang lose his combat effectiveness with one move.
If the top three make a move, I'm afraid that Jian Wushuang doesn't have the courage to make a sword.
The defeat of Jian Wushuang doesn't mean anything, it can only be said that Beiliangzhou is not too bad. ā
As soon as these words came out, the warriors of Zhongshazhou seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and suppressed all those contradictory remarks.
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Five hours later.
It's dinner time.
"How's the situation in the Seongnam ring?"
"Tianjiao in Zhongshazhou didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, and he didn't come forward. ā
"Huh. That's right, the Tianjiao people in my Zhongshazhou have cultivated for a long time, how can they waste time playing children's tricks with the clowns who jump off the beam?"
"Only the martial artists of Beiliangzhou don't like to cultivate, and they sell their reputation all day long. Sit back and wait for those real Tianjiao to make a move and smash their faces swollen. ā
Hearing such sarcastic words, the out-of-state warriors in the restaurant clenched their fists and remained silent.
Especially among them, there are several warriors in Beiliangzhou, who dare to be angry but dare not speak, but their hearts are dripping blood.
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A day later.
A city in the city.
Center for civilian areas.
The street where peddlers and pawns set up stalls and shouted has been turned into a temporary venue for storytellers to talk and slap their heads.
In the middle of the venue, a three-foot podium stands, and a section of dark and shiny wood is placed in the center of the wooden podium.
"Silence!"
An old man with fluttering crane hair slammed into the hall in the midst of the crowd.
The audience was silent.
"In other words, I am a saint dynasty with a territory of 96 million miles. The people are 13 billion. The stars are divided into wings, and the stars are handsome.
The luck of tens of billions of people is like yin and yang in times of chaos.
The clear air floats up, and I am looking towards Lang Lang.
The turbidity sinks to the center of the earth, and for thousands of generations, it condenses the dragon spirit of the town.
The dragon spirit of the town country is amazing, it travels the center of the earth, millions of miles a day, and it will come to the ground once every thousand years.
Once the dragon spirit comes to the ground, it will indicate that the fortunes of our dynasty are about to prosper for a hundred years!
At that time, a hundred flowers bloomed and hundreds of boats competed, and a great era came.
And in the great era of hundreds of battles, there will definitely be a peerless genius who will lead the way! He is called the Holy Dragon Son by the world!
What I want to talk about today is the story of the Holy Dragon. ā
Bang dang!
The startled wood was slammed down, and the audience was silent, and thousands of people listened with bated breath.
"Then how can the Holy Dragon Son be called the Holy Dragon Son?
After that, the storyteller gently stroked his long hair.
"Let's talk about why the Holy Dragon Son is called the Holy Dragon Son!"
"Speak quickly, speak quickly!"
The people were anxious.
The old man laughed.
Picked up the peasant woman's osmanthus and took a sip, and her old face was flushed.
"Huh...... We mentioned it before. The dragon spirit of Zhenguo surfaced to the ground once in a thousand years.
Every time it appeared, I would find a baby born that night somewhere in my direction, and blow a dragon's breath into the baby's face.
That dragon's breath contains supreme luck and can transform ordinary people into saints.
The baby who was spit out a mouthful of dragon breath will naturally be extremely virtuous, and his cultivation speed is far ahead of Tianjiao of the same age.
In front of him, no genius could compete with him.
This is the Holy Dragon......!
The old man stroked his long hair and smiled profoundly.
"Oh, when you say Holy Dragon, you mean Qiao Liangyu, right??"
People habitually think of Qiao Liangyu, a whirlwind gun once in 500 years in Zhongsha Prefecture.
"Yes, Qiao Liangyu must be the Holy Dragon, he was already invincible last year. After a year of precipitation, cultivation and combat effectiveness have definitely soared. It must be the baby who was breathed by the dragon spirit of Zhenguo. ā
As soon as these statements came out. The people agreed. Qiao Liangyu must be the Holy Dragon!
Bang dang!
The storyteller was furious. One smashed the shocking wood in his hand.
The wooden table climbed up the dense gaps, and then clicked, turning into powder and being blown away by the wind.
Thousands of people were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.
"Hmph!, what kind of holy dragon is Qiao Liangyu!?
The Holy Dragon Son is Lin Qiubai from my Northern Liangzhou! He is standing up in the ring in the south of the city at the moment, and he will suppress as many Tianjiao as there are in Zhongsha Prefecture!"
The storyteller is a powerhouse in the Yuan Dan Realm...... The dignified Yuan Dan Realm powerhouse actually disguised himself as a storyteller and ran to the civilian area to brainwash the people!
The people who saw through the storyteller's vicious thoughts were spurned one after another.
"Phew, fake storyteller, I, Qiao Liangyu of Zhongshazhou, is the Holy Dragon! Where did Lin Qiubai come from?"
"That's it, Qiao Liangyu won the championship last year, and this year he will only be stronger, and it is no problem to crush everything. ā
A group of people in Zhongsha Prefecture are very united, and they are not deceived by the powerhouses of the Yuan Dan Realm at all.
The Yuan Dan Realm martial artist who was referred to by Wanfu could only leave in disgrace.
While walking, he didn't forget to scold: "Hmph, when Lin Qiubai beats Qiao Liangyu and the others so much that they don't even know their parents, you will know who the Holy Dragon Son is!"