The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

"Admit defeat..."

When he heard these three words, Qin Yun couldn't believe it. He paused for a moment and then shouted hysterically: "Teacher! You...what did you say? You want me to admit defeat to that prodigal son? How is that possible! No!" ! I will never..."

"Young disciple... listen to my teacher..." There seemed to be a hint of heaviness and exhaustion in the voice, "Others may not be able to tell, but my teacher knows that the prodigal son definitely has more than three snow-capped mountains. It is very possible that There are four! Even...more! If it's the Lianzhen Realm, I can dispatch it with one hand. If it's the ordinary Ming Yuan Realm, I can possess you and help you solve it, but in this Ming Yuan Realm... I am still far from recovering, and you... are full of inner demons, and it is really difficult for me to withstand excessive external force. If I take action, even if I can win, I will be exposed!"

Qin Yun's eyes widened: "No! How can it be...teacher, so what if I'm exposed?"

"Stupid! The common man is not guilty, but the treasure is guilty! Think about it, what is your identity? What is the identity of that prodigal son? He is not afraid of being exposed, how can you not be afraid?"

Even though this sentence was unintentional, Qin Yun still felt it was extremely harsh. He gritted his teeth and kept echoing in his mind - sentences such as "Am I really nothing compared to this prodigal son?"...

Chu Tianxiao looked at Qin Yun, who had a troubled expression, teasingly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Grandpa... I'm afraid it's not him who's struggling, but you."

"How about it? I've staked enough chips, right? Do you still dare to show up and help Zhen Ming explode his seed?"

Chu Tianxiao looked at him, his smile getting thicker.

"No, you don't dare."

"By being promoted to Ming Yuan, I forced the Seventh Prince to summon the lurking strong man and let you see it with your own eyes. So... how dare you show up on the spot? The 'grandpa' who needs to know your background, once he shows his face, it will be tantamount to Rats crossing the street, don’t think they can be destroyed quickly enough?”

"Everything was planned by me... Maybe you felt comfortable suppressing me with your strength before? How does it feel the other way around now? Haha..."

Chu Tianxiao's eyes were full of meaning.

"Just wait and see, grandpa... This is just the beginning."

"We still have to play!"

With a thought in his mind, Chu Tianxiao waved his hand and said impatiently: "Should we fight or not?"

The Qin family members on the side heard this and looked at Qin Yun with a very evil expression. They thought, this Qin Yun was too arrogant. It would have been great to win twenty consecutive games, but he had to avenge some personal revenge... Now is he okay? The boat has capsized in the gutter, why are you hanging on? Just admit defeat obediently, don't you think it's embarrassing enough?

Those who can stand next to a 'little villain' like Qin Yong are naturally extremely selfish people. This is indeed what they think now, especially Qin Yong, who even hurt and roared: "Qin Yun! Give up! If you embarrass the Qin family again, you will be dealt with according to the family rules after you return!"

Chu Tianxiao looked at this stern guy who bullied good and feared evil - obviously he was used to bullying Qin Yun, and he had forgotten that his true destiny had already been exerted... However, this scene was what Chu Tianxiao wanted to see the most. of.

"Thank you, cannon fodder. Although you will definitely die after the real one returns, you still made a huge contribution to my great cause of fighting against the real one... The people will remember you."

Chu Tianxiao thought in such a naughty way, and saw everyone in the audience looking at Qin Yun. Qin Yong's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Qin Yun's face was struggling, and he finally slowly jumped out of his teeth. Say three words: "I... give up."

As soon as he said these words, he felt as if he had lost something precious. There was confusion between his eyes, and he half-knelt on the ground with a bang.

Chu Tianxiao didn't look at him, and didn't bother to pay attention to his "heroic appearance of a loser". Instead, he looked around the field and said loudly: "I'm lazy, if there is anyone else who wants to challenge me later, let's fight them together. "

The whole place was silent, no one dared to challenge - are you kidding me? Qin Yun didn't dare to fight unless he saw the ferocity, so he surrendered obediently? Are they still going to end? Are you beating someone or being beaten?

"This beast... can't go to the Kyoto Autumn Night Banquet, but it wants to come here to bully us. What's the point of this!"

"That's it... let's fight Ming Yuan as a group of us in the Realm Realm? What a slap in the face!"

A group of people kept slandering, but no one dared to say a word. Different from the previous treatment of Qin Yun, although these people cursed a lot of beasts, they didn't have much dislike for Chu Tianxiao. Instead, they had a feeling of admiration - when others are much higher than them, the rest are naturally not Jealousy, but admiration.

Obviously, Chu Tianxiao's performance tonight was enough to deserve this admiration.

A group of famous ladies even made secret glances, which was very meaningful...

However, Chu Tianxiao ignored these and just smiled lightly: "So... no one will fight with me anymore? I must declare in advance that I haven't learned martial arts yet. It is possible for you to succeed in cross-border fighting..."

The audience remained silent, determined not to be fooled.

Seeing this, Chu Tianxiao couldn't help but laugh. He turned his head, looked at the Seventh Prince, clasped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince, what I told you before...Improve your level when it's time to improve...and, don't fight a battle, don't use a move. , to make everyone bow their heads, to defeat others without fighting..."

After a pause, he smiled slightly: "Now, I have done both."

Lu Xianyuan's throat was blocked and he couldn't say anything. He could only use his eyes to signal - "Take it. Who knew you were such a beast? You can do it, right?"

Seeing this, Chu Tianxiao smiled again, looked at Qin Yun, and said lightly: "Nineteen consecutive victories, with a great victory, counterattack the enemy, and revenge? You... think it should be like this tonight?"

He laughed, and then, his expression was restrained, and he said coldly: "No!"

"It should be, nineteen consecutive victories, overwhelming momentum, in the hands of a prodigal son..."

"End, end!"

Looking deeply at Qin Yun, whose hands were shaking, Chu Tianxiao sneered.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!"

As he said, he had already returned to his seat, gently rubbed Mu Liuling's bun, smiled at the beautiful woman with red eyes, and said: "Young Master didn't break his promise? Is it shameful to be my lackey?"

Mu Liuling shook his head desperately, covered his lips, and couldn't speak.

Finally, Chu Tianxiao picked up the cup of 'Yanhua' and took a sip.

"Well, this wine is still warm."

As he said, he raised it high.

"Let's drink together."

Most of the people in the room actually felt proud of it, and raised their glasses one after another. No one paid attention to Qin Yun who seemed to be in a cold corner. As everyone responded, Chu Tianxiao drank it all in one gulp.

"Let's drink this cup together!"

Everyone covered their sleeves and drank.

Lu Xianyuan smiled: "I announce that the host of the Tianjue Autumn Night Banquet tonight has come out. Come..."

"Give me a banquet."