Drunk Immortal Gourd

Chapter 1113 First?

The Tongguan County was bustling, but the Tiegu County in the distance was a completely different scene. There was no contempt and provocation before the game started. Everyone was silent, and they didn't even dare to look over here, for fear of being troubled by the people of Tonggu County. At the same time, the two of them became quasi-holy sons, which was a result far beyond theirs. In the future, Tonggu County would never be offended by them.

In fact, they thought too much about this matter. Now the people in Tonggu County were too happy to find trouble with them? Even if they wanted to avenge the night attack, it would be a matter for the future.

In the uneasiness of the people in Tiegu County, in the joy of the people in Tonggu County, and in the anticipation of others, the spiritual light on the fourth floor of the Bailian Tower flashed and dimmed. Soon, a figure appeared outside the Bailian Tower. Who else could it be if it wasn't Senior Brother Jiao?

Senior Brother Jiao came out of the Bailian Tower, and the game officially ended. Suddenly, cheers spontaneously rang out on the field, celebrating the successful completion of the preliminary election of the Holy Son, and congratulating Senior Brother Jiao for winning the first place.

Senior Brother Jiao stood quietly in the same place. Although he was exhausted, he had a calm expression on his face. He felt everyone's enthusiasm, enjoyed everyone's cheers, and the compliments from familiar or unfamiliar people. At this moment, Senior Brother Jiao was the king, the hero in everyone's mind. Even Master Jiao Mu nodded at him and said, "Yes, you performed very well. You are worthy of being from my city lord's mansion area. This first place is well deserved." It took a long time, until everyone's enthusiasm subsided a little, and Senior Brother Jiao straightened his clothes and came to the foundation-building cultivator in charge of registration. He handed the jade talisman to the other party solemnly. Master Jiao Mu next to him said, "The results are confirmed, right? Now announce the ranking." Although everyone has estimated the approximate ranking in their hearts, it still needs to be officially announced. After Master Jiao Mu finished speaking, he stroked his beard and waited to hear the final result. Others were also looking forward to it. As a result, after waiting for a long time, the foundation-building cultivator did not speak. Master Jiaomu couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. He looked at the foundation-building cultivator, but found that the other party had a strange face. Master Jiaomu couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Why don't you announce the results?" The foundation-building cultivator hesitated for a moment and said: "Lord City Lord, the results of the competition are slightly different. The first place is not Jiao Chenfeng, but Qingyang from Tongguan County." The Jiao Chenfeng that the foundation-building cultivator mentioned is the senior brother Jiao in the city lord's mansion area. Master Jiaomu couldn't help but ask: "How could this be?" The foundation-building cultivator said: "Jiao Chenfeng and Qingyang both made it to the Hundred Refinements The fourth floor of the tower, but Jiao Chenfeng killed three enemies, while Qingyang killed four enemies. The jade talismans of the two clearly recorded that Qingyang was the first. "After listening to the foundation-building cultivator, Master Jiao Mu couldn't help but blush. Jiao Chenfeng came out nearly half an hour later than Qingyang. He thought that he must have killed more enemies after such a long time. Since he was one of his own, he must have praised him more. Who knew that Jiao Chenfeng's performance was not as good as Qingyang's, making him look bad in front of all the cultivators in Kuzhong City. Fortunately, he had practiced for many years and his face was as thick as a wall. He quickly recovered and said, "So that's how it is. Since Jiao Chenfeng's skills are not as good as others, it's not others' fault. Everyone is waiting to hear the results. Just announce it according to the statistical results." The foundation-building monk nodded, then cleared his throat and said loudly to the square: "Dear fellows, the preliminary selection of the Holy Son has been successfully completed. Now I will announce the rankings. The first place is Qingyang from Tongguan County, and the second place..." The foundation-building monk only had time to announce the first place, and the whole square was boiling. The voices behind were all drowned out by the discussions below. It was not that everyone was dissatisfied with the result of the competition, but that the result was too unexpected. The first place in the preliminary selection of the Holy Son was actually an unknown kid from another place. Jiao Chenfeng, a leader of the young generation of Kuzhong City, could only be ranked second. This really subverted their cognition. Many people stretched their necks to look at the area where Tongguan County was located, wanting to see who was so powerful that he could beat Jiao Chenfeng. Suddenly, the focus of the whole audience changed from Senior Brother Jiao to Qingyang, and the other people in Tongguan County also puffed out their chests, feeling proud.

Qingyang was also stunned by this change. Before, when he was in the Hundred Refining Tower, he tried his best to control his strength, just not wanting to show too much, so as not to attract too much attention. After killing four enemies, he pretended to be defeated and retreated from the Hundred Refining Tower.

Who knew that the cultivators of Kuzhong City were so bad that they could not surpass such a result, causing Qingyang to accidentally become the first and be exposed in public. But now that things have come to this, there is no use regretting, and he can only deal with it carefully to avoid being discovered.

Qingyang wanted to keep a low profile, but someone was unwilling to let him go. Shangguan Yan quietly came to his side and said, "In a blink of an eye, you have become the leader of the younger generation of Kuzhong City. Even I have been surpassed by you. Now you should tell me where you came from, right?"

"Aren't you very clear about my origins?" Qingyang pretended to be confused.

Shangguan Yan curled her lips and said, "Don't say I don't believe your words. I'm afraid you don't believe it yourself? A guard from a small country town can actually become the first in the preliminary selection of the Holy Son. Do you really think that the people in Kuzhong City are all fools? Or do you think I'm easy to fool?"

Seeing that Shangguan Yan was not easy to fool, and that Master Jiaomu over there seemed to be using his spiritual power to detect signs of him, Qingyang could only say: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's that I have no choice but to do it now. When the time comes, I will naturally Tell you the truth of the matter."

Although she didn't get any useful information from Qingyang, she still forced Qingyang to relax, which at least proved that some of her suspicions were correct. Shangguan Yan felt more and more smart that she was extremely smart, and she also knew that this was not a discussion of private matters. When he came, he nodded and quietly retreated.

The people in Tongcoff County are naturally very high-spirited. On the contrary, the candidates in the City Lord's Mansion area are depressed. The first side that they regard as their bag has been taken away. They have not seen it for many years. Seeing this strange rock, everyone's face was dull for a moment.

As for Jiao Chenfeng, who was once the focus of everyone's attention, he looked calm and indifferent on the surface, and tried his best to pretend that he didn't care about his ranking, but from his clenched fists and the tattoo on his neck, It can be seen from the blue veins that he is suffering tremendous pain inside.

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