Chapter 22: The Gray-robed Boy

This monstrous battle intent made everyone in the audience a little frightened, how could a monster emerge again, how could this be fought.

"What's the matter, have you found out where this person came from? The little princess Wen Fei looked solemn, but she finally got permission from her father's hands to be in charge of this sect conference, and she couldn't make a mistake.

"According to the Tengu Sect of his sect, this disciple joined his sect half a month ago, and because of his extraordinary strength, he did not trace his origin too much, and the guards who were secretly hiding reported the results of the investigation to the little princess.

"Alas, it seems that this conference will not be too peaceful" Princess Wen Fei looked at the few remaining players on the field, her heart full of worry.

The conference is still going on fiercely, Yuyun has always maintained the strength of the same level as the opponent, constantly honing himself, defeating one player after another, the only thing that is a little tricky is the little Taoist, the two in the process of fighting, Yuyun's face with the fox mask was unfortunately broken by the little Taoist, revealing a long-hidden face, and the little Taoist was shocked by the heavens.

After that, the giant fight that people guessed did not happen, but the little Taoist priest took the initiative to admit defeat, and his face was stunned, as if he had lost his soul.

The little monk under the field sighed secretly, and the hero was sad to pass the beauty pass! can't help but worry a little about his good brother, the way of cultivation, the word only love is the most difficult to break, can make the little Taoist who is obsessed with the way of cultivation like this, it can be seen that the good brother has fallen in.

Li Yigong didn't care much when he saw Yuyun's mask slip off, he just made this mask to avoid trouble on the way here, and finally Yuyun and the mysterious gray-robed boy entered the finals to compete for the championship of this sect conference.

Seeing that Yuyun represented the Flower God Sect to break into the finals, Elder Qingwen's old face bloomed with a chrysanthemum-like smile, although they belonged to the good luck and went straight to the finals.

But no matter what, Yuyun relied on his strength to suppress himself, step by step, and successfully stood out in the fierce battle in the top ten.

Next is the finals, Li Yigong slipped in front of Yuyun, and he didn't know what he muttered in his ear, which actually caused the little princess who maintained order off the court to look resentful.

"Well, I know" Yuyun nodded, she also felt the weirdness of the mysterious gray-robed young man, and then pay more attention, if it really doesn't work, she will use her full strength.

"Little princess, who made you angry?" Li Yigong walked up to the little princess with a smile on his face, and everyone in the audience saw that he was with the people of the Flower God Sect, and now he was with the little princess, thinking of the token that had been passed on before that the sect conference went straight to the finals, and couldn't help but secretly scarlet himself, what a little white face,

Li Yigong never thought that he would become that white-faced figure in the eyes of these people. He came to find the little princess to understand the origin of the gray-robed young man.

I never thought that even the organizer of this sect conference, as the royal family of the Aocang Kingdom, had never found out the true origin of this person.

The battle on the field has begun, Yuyun continues to show what she has learned in the Flower God Sect, these exercises were all remnants at the beginning, but fortunately, Li Yigong knows a lot, and she has helped to make up for it, and now she has learned a few in depth, and after making it out, everyone in the audience was amazed.

On the other hand, the gray-robed young man, looking like an eagle catching a chicken, didn't take Yuyun's attack seriously at all, as if he had a chance to win, maybe the prey was enough of his own game, the gray-robed young man's complexion changed, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly became overwhelming.

A one-foot-long black ancient lance appeared in the hand of the gray-robed young man, and the ancient lance was carried by the gray-robed young man with one hand, like a god of war who had returned from the bloody ancient battlefield.

"It's him!"

Looking at the ancient lance in the hands of the gray-robed young man, everyone in the audience and Princess Wenfei shouted in surprise, the heirloom antiquities of the Xiao family, who are famous and proud of Cangguo, could it be that the disappeared young man is back again!

"Someday, I will come back" As he said when he left, the immature voice awakened the memories that Princess Wenfei had buried deep in her heart.

"Master, is that?" Some disciples asked puzzled, why everyone was shocked by this ancient lance.

"Ten years ago, the Western Chu country invaded my Aocang land, the war stretched half of the mountains and rivers in the territory, the community collapsed, the people were not able to make a living, the generalissimo Xiao Shuhan led the army to the expedition at the behest of His Majesty, recovered the mountains and rivers Sheji, swept the Xichu army all the way, and fought the Xichu to cut the soil for thousands of miles to compensate, the whole country was excited, how did it happen that on the way back to the court of Marshal Xiao, he was killed by an unknown strong man, and it has become an unsolved case" An old man who seemed to be about to enter the ground intermittently told his disciples about the past.

"But what does that have to do with the Gu in the hands of this gray-robed young man?" The disciple was still a little confused, and asked his master again.

"What Marshal Xiao used on the battlefield back then was the ancient lance, killing God when he met God, killing Buddha when he met Buddha, and swept the enemy on the battlefield in exchange for the peace of the prosperous world of my proud country" The old man's eyes were a little dim, but when he talked about Marshal Xiao's deeds, his eyes were full of light, as if life was echoing.

"Could this young man be the son of Xiao Shuhan, the white-clothed god of war?" Someone in the audience speculated.

Marshal Xiao died unexpectedly that year, such a thing can be called a major event of the country, it must be investigated to the end, and the world will be revealed, but in the end, there is very little to do, and the Xiao Mansion, which used to be full of guests, also became deserted after that, and Marshal Xiao's only child, Xiao Mingxuan, also disappeared without a trace overnight, as if this person had never appeared in the world.

Since then, these things have gradually been forgotten by people in Aocang's country, and the only ones who have an impression are those veterans who followed Marshal Xiao to defend their families and defend the country.

The royal family of Aocang Kingdom also seemed to have acquiesced, and never publicized Marshal Xiao's deeds, and the officials also regarded this matter as a taboo, and no one talked about exploring the origin of the matter.

Except for those remaining veterans, I still remember that every year on the day of Marshal Xiao's murder, I went to his grave to pay respects, and no one remembered it.

Today, the weapon held by Marshal Xiao has reappeared now, looking at the appearance of this young man, it is the child who was left behind back then.

The gray-robed young man held a lance in one hand, his eyes had long been drowned in tears, for so many years, he was lonely and helpless outside, but fortunately he was finally favored by God, and he achieved something, so he rushed back to fulfill the promise of the year!

The little princess Wen Fei looked at the young man on the field, and the memories of ten years ago lingered in front of her.

She was the naughtiest little princess of the empire that year, and he was the only child of the generalissimo of the empire.

The two are childhood sweethearts, and the two have no guesses! Until that day, the beacon fire and the wolf smoke, the army went out, she came with her father to serve Marshal Xiao, and when she saw him who did not cry on weekdays, she cried for the first time.

She took out the handkerchief given to her by the queen mother, and gently wiped the tears from the young man's eyes, at that moment, she was also afraid that her father would one day also need to drive the royal army, and she would cry worse than him at that time!

But fortunately, Marshal Xiao was famous, sweeping the enemy army all the way, looking at the warm smile on his face when he read the letters written to him by his father word by word, she was thinking, why is there a war in this world? After a long war, many beautiful families were torn apart. She doesn't understand and doesn't understand!

Until the 100,000 urgent news came from the border, the young man with a warm smile on his face seemed to have lost his soul, and he no longer laughed, a few families were happy and a few were sad, and he also became a member of the broken family.

She didn't know how to comfort her, and the cheerful boy fell silent.

She had no choice but to ask her father why he didn't pursue it? At that moment, her father, who originally loved her and regarded her as the pearl of his palm, slapped her for the first time, and she couldn't believe it!

The young man then came to see his father, but all he was left with was his father's cold gaze and the decision to "never mention this matter again".

The night before the boy left, she watched the boy enter the palace and chatted with his father all night, and then left without looking back.

She chased after her to ask for an understanding, but the friend who had been close in the past was silent, and finally left alone after her hard work, and the boy left alone with a sentence of "I will be back in three years".

After that, countless late nights, my father cried alone in the hall, and she knew that her father was afraid that he would have some unspeakable suffering.

Today, the former boy is back, but why don't you dare to face yourself, but you have to hide it like this, don't you count the past friendships?

Princess Wen Fei's face was full of complicated looks, and she couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow.

After the young man on the field summoned the ancient lance, the momentum of his whole body also exploded, and there were bursts of battlefield fighting around the ancient lance, this ancient lance had accompanied Marshal Xiao all his life, stained with the blood of countless enemies, and the souls of countless enemies were absorbed by the ancient lance, forming a war weapon spirit in it, which made this ancient lance have such power.

The blood of the battlefield filled the entire arena, and the monstrous fighting spirit carried by it actually made the people watching the battle feel a little frightened, which shows that Marshal Xiao lived up to his reputation back then.

Yuyun, a woman, had never experienced such a mountain of blood sea corpses, and her face became pale, but fortunately, her own strength was profound, and she kept in mind Li Yigong's previous entrustment, so she adjusted it again in an instant.

This made the young man a little surprised, in order to be able to truly inherit the ancient lance left by his father, he went deep into the extremely dangerous mountains and faced the fierce beast alone, but it took a lot of time, and many times he was knocked down by the thick power of the blood sea corpse mountain in the ancient lance. But fortunately, with my own efforts, I gradually got used to it.

The ancient lance has a spirit, feeling the momentum on the opposite side of Yuyun's body, not to be outdone, it actually made the young man who was not completely integrated with the ancient lance completely fused with the ancient lance at this moment, and his strength has reached a higher level.

The entire martial arts arena was shrouded in the strong battle intent released by this ancient and young man, as if Marshal Xiao was resurrected and stood tall!