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Chapter 461 Temporary Retirement

"A year ago, Qingqing's strength was only inferior to mine, but after sleeping for half a year, her strength regressed to her current level. Otherwise, you think that little monk can do nothing to win Qingqing..."

"Under the influence of the Great Dream Sutra, Qingqing's cultivation speed has been greatly reduced. Only by successfully cultivating all of the Great Dream Sutra can this state of deep sleep be released."
Hearing Yafu's words, Ying Chen raised his hand and stroked his chin, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"According to Sister Ya, practicing the Great Dream Sutra is harmful rather than beneficial, so why do you still need to practice the Great Dream Sutra?" Ying Chen said in confusion.

Yafu shook her head with a smile, "This Great Dream Sutra does have certain drawbacks, but once you succeed in practicing it, you will get huge benefits."
"Oh? What's the benefit?" Ying Chen became interested.

"After practicing the Great Dream Sutra, not only will your lifespan increase, but your strength will also increase by leaps and bounds. And you don't have to worry about your lifespan, because the Great Dream Sutra can keep a person from dying of old age. The most important thing..."
"What's the most important thing?"

Ying Chen stared at Yafu with wide eyes, and couldn't help but hold her breath.

Yafu was silent for a moment, then parted her red lips lightly: "When the Great Dream Sutra is successfully cultivated, it will be the day when Qingqing sets foot on the Nine-tailed Supreme Fox."
"what?!!"
When Yingchen heard Yafu's words, she stood up in fright.

Yafu glanced at Yingchen with some disgust, "Can you calm down?"

Ying Chen looked at Tu Qing below in disbelief, and couldn't help swallowing.

This girl turned out to be the future Nine-tailed Supreme Fox?

"Ok?"

At this time, Tu Qing seemed to have noticed something, she raised her head and looked in Ying Chen's direction, their eyes met in mid-air.

Tu Qing snorted coldly, and stared fiercely at Ying Chen with her beautiful eyes, as if she was going to eat Ying Chen.

Ying Chen smiled awkwardly at Tu Qing, but what he got was cold eyes from the other party. He looked away in a self-defeating manner, and sat back on the original seat, with a wry smile on his face.

"What? Are you scared?" Seeing Ying Chen's silence, Yafu thought he was scared, so she couldn't help smiling.

Ying Chen waved his hands, pretending to be disdainful, "Am I afraid of her? Sister Ya underestimated me, even if she really became the Nine-tailed Supreme Fox, I should still fight her... the person in this world who can scare me, so far Just one and a half."

"Oh? One and a half? Who counts as one? Who counts as half?" Yafu's eyes flashed a hint of amusement.

"My master counts as one, and elder sister Ya counts as half." Ying Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.

Yafu was a little surprised, "Are you afraid of me? Why can't I feel it?"

Ying Chen chuckled, put his arms around Ya Fu's fragrant shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "I was really afraid before, but I am not afraid now. I have more admiration and admiration for Sister Ya."
"Poor mouth." Yafu scolded, stretched out her hand and slapped Ying Chen a few times, but her cheeks became slightly hot.

She knew that Ying Chen was complimenting herself, but she didn't hate this kind of compliment, instead she was a little happy.

……

Elder Hei looked around, then raised his voice and shouted: "In the second round of the decisive battle, Hong Yang from the Temple of Strength will face Tan Lin, the God of Heavenly Sword."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience. Everyone was looking forward to the peak confrontation between the Temple of Strength and the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Holding the sword in one hand, Tan Lin walked slowly up the steps to the ring, without any emotional change on his face.

His feet stepped on the bluestone slab, making a crisp sound, the aura of his body rose in the wind, and a majestic sense of oppression swept across the entire ring in an instant.

Hong Yang also walked onto the ring slowly, and the two stood facing each other, staring at each other, exuding a strong will to fight.

"I haven't seen Hong Yang for so long, and your strength has improved a lot." Tan Lin spoke first.

Hong Yang grinned, "To each other, compared to the last time in Tianzhou City, your strength has also improved a lot."
"Then stop talking nonsense, let's fight!" Tan Lin raised his sword and rushed towards Hong Yang.

Seeing this, Hong Yang suddenly raised his hands high and shouted: "Wait, I admit defeat!"

"Wow!" There was an uproar when the surroundings heard the words.

"Admitted defeat? Hong Yang actually admitted defeat?"

"Am I not mistaken? Hong Yang actually surrendered?"
Tan Lin paused, and looked at Hong Yang in astonishment, "What do you mean?"

Hong Yang shrugged his shoulders, with a look of helplessness on his face, "I was injured, I could fight you if I wasn't injured, but now I'm injured, I definitely can't beat you, so I don't want to be boring."

"But don't worry, next time you meet me, I will definitely treat you well." Hong Yang said with a smile.

Tan Lin's expression suddenly turned ugly, he felt a little aggrieved, as if he had been tricked, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, but he didn't have the attack in the end.

"Hmph! Next time I meet you, I will definitely not show mercy." Tan Lin snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Hong Yang looked at Tan Lin's leaving back, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, "I'll wait."
……

"This match was unexpected for me, but I still advocate Hong Yang's approach. Everything should be done according to one's ability. If you know what you can't do, you are not a wise man."
Hei Lao looked at the audience and said with some relief.

"Okay, enough gossip, the third match between Tushan Lanmeng and Taixumen Li Yuan, the match is now..."

"Wait!" An abrupt voice came, interrupting Old Hei's words.

Elder Hei frowned upon hearing the words, and looked at the speaker with some displeasure. He looked back and found that it was Yu Hengzi, the master of Taixu Sect, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

Yu Hengzi gave Hei Lao a fistful salute, and said in embarrassment, "Hei Lao, my Taixu Sect has temporarily decided...to withdraw from the competition."

"what?!"

"Hiss... what happened?! The Taixu Sect chose to withdraw from the competition at this time?"
"Why is that?"
There was a sudden commotion in the auditorium.

Hei Lao's expression froze immediately, and anger appeared on his dark old face. He stared angrily at Yu Hengzi and asked, "Master Yumen, what do you mean? Please give me a reason."
Yuhengzi smiled wryly, clutching a talisman tightly in his hand, his long eyebrows almost knit together, "Old Hei, please take a step to speak."

As he said that, Yu Hengzi glanced at Tan Qingyan, Hong Li, Yafu and other sect leaders again, with unusually dignified expressions, "Sovereign masters and little friends Yinglong, please come with the old Taoist, this matter is no small matter."

Tan Qingyan, Hong Li and the others looked at each other with a hint of suspicion in their eyes, then nodded and followed Yu Hengzi to leave the judges' seat.

Seeing this, Elder Hei could only helplessly look at Gu Zhen, the law enforcement elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"I also ask Elder Gu to maintain the order in the arena. The old man will come back as soon as he goes."

Gu Zhen nodded, looking at the backs of several people leaving, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)