Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

The next day, when the sky was just getting a little hazy and bright, this prosperous imperial capital began to wake up.

The most crowded and lively place in the city today is naturally the huge Royal Square.

Although it was still early in the day, outside the Royal Plaza, there was already a sea of ​​people, and the black heads of people spread to the end of the field of vision.

As time passed, a ray of morning light suddenly broke through the clouds and shone down.

Boom~

When the sun rose, the closed Royal Plaza slowly opened its heavy door.

Suddenly, the dark crowd outside surged in like a tide.

Inside the square.

Looking down from a high altitude, from outside the city gate, to the corridor, to the auditorium, the crowd spread like a colony of ants leaving the nest.

In the spacious square, more than a hundred contestants had basically arrived at this time. They were each sitting cross-legged on their own stone platforms, closing their eyes to rest and adjust their state.

Today is the final round of this conference and the final battle for the championship.

Xian'er and Xiao Yan also arrived at the square early. Like other contestants, they sat cross-legged in their seats and adjusted their condition.

Most of those who can persist to this round have strong strength and determination, so no one wants to leave sadly because of a small mistake in this last round of assessment.

At this time, the last person, a young man in gray robe, slowly walked into the square.

As he entered, the originally bustling square suddenly became a little quieter.

Gazes filled with various expressions rested on him one after another.

The young man in gray robe ignored all the looks, but walked straight to a remote corner and climbed onto the stone platform he had yesterday.

He slowly sat down on the stone chair, and his eyes slowly scanned the more than a hundred contestants in the square, but he glanced directly past them, including Liu Ling and the little princess. Without stopping.

Obviously, he didn't care about these people at all.

Finally, when his eyes came to Xian'er and Xiao Yan, he paused slightly.

The young man in gray robe smiled and said: "Among you two, you are the only ones who are somewhat capable. The rest are not worth mentioning. However, the good luck of you two should end here today." In this last round, I won’t hold anything back, hahahaha~”

Wow~

There was an uproar in the audience, and everyone stared at him angrily.

Really, too arrogant.

Looking at the young man in gray robe who laughed wildly.

"Shameless!" Xian'er frowned slightly, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Yan's face was calm, but actually there was a chill in his eyes.

During the feast last night, Wei Yang had casually told them that the gray-robed boy looked young on the surface, but in fact, the soul of an old monster lived in his body.

Such a person actually came to participate in the medicine refining conference and bullied a group of young people. He was so arrogant and flamboyant, without any shame. He really didn't even have any shame.

However, they were also extremely solemn in their hearts.

They are not afraid of young people and have confidence.

But facing this kind of old monster who has lived for who knows how long, they must be lying if they say there is no pressure.

"Damn it!" The little princess gritted her teeth, her pretty face slightly gloomy.

Liu Ling, on the other hand, had a livid look on his face. As a disciple of Lord Alchemy, this was the first time that he had been so despised, no, ignored.

And it was said in public that it was not worth mentioning?

…

At the VIP table.

The big guys also looked at the arrogant and domineering young man in gray robe with cold eyes. Although there was a faint smile on his face, there was a bit of cold murderous intention in that smile.

As the pinnacle of the Jia Ma Empire, he was in charge, and the gray-robed boy's behavior of showing off his power in front of them was undoubtedly a bit too long-lived.

If they weren't afraid of telling the truth, affecting the guild's reputation, and not knowing the other party's details, they would have killed the other party on the spot.

The young man in gray robe seemed to have noticed the gazes of the big guys. There was a little unbridled smile on his young face, and he turned to look over.

His eyes looked over with indifference, scanning the faces of the three Douhuang warriors Fama, Jia Xingtian, and Haibodong, and finally paused for a moment on Wei Yang, raising his eyebrows, and then there was a hint of provocation. Yes, he raised his chin at Wei Yang.

A pair of blue eyes, with a bit of coldness and evil intent, looking confident and confident.

Such an attitude made many big guys breathe a little faster and their chests heaved.

But in my heart, there was a sense of vigilance and uncertainty.

The more unscrupulous and emboldened the other party is, the less they dare to act rashly.

Wei Yang looked calm and stared at the other party.

Click~

He slowly clenched his palms, and the armrest of the seat made an overwhelming sound of cracking slightly. There were tiny cracks that gradually emerged and spread.

"Find, die!" Wei Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint hint of coldness in them.

The more the other party acted like this, the more determined Wei Yang became in his determination to kill the other party.

Even if the real Douzong comes, he can't be saved!

He looked at Qing Lin aside, and with a slight movement of his lips, he sent a message to her, saying directly: "Give Dujiao the remaining 30% of the bottle of soul nourishing liquid immediately. I will take him out to do some errands at night."

"Ah? Oh." Qinglin was stunned, then nodded quickly.

She turned her hand, and a small jade bottle appeared, and then quickly disappeared into the sleeve robe.

Click~

The slight sound of the jade bottle breaking came from inside the sleeve robe.

After Wei Yang took a breath, he withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes slightly and no longer paid attention to the other party, but murmured in a low voice: "Since you want to die so much, then what reason do I have for not being able to help you?" What? Jie Jie Jie~"

…

When the sun slowly climbed into the sky, the auditorium above the square was already occupied by black heads.

Boom~

At a certain moment, the ancient chiming of bells echoed loudly and long over the square.

And the moment the bell rang, all the noise gradually subsided.

More than a hundred contestants slowly opened their closed eyes, stood up one after another, raised their heads, and looked at the VIP seats.

There, President Farma stood up from his seat and came to the high platform.

"cough!"

Fama coughed lightly and scanned the audience with indifferent eyes.

Soon, all the noisy voices in the field became completely quiet.

The old and gentle tone resounded in everyone's ears: "Everyone, today's assessment will be the most critical round of the conference. The final winner will be the champion of this conference!"

"So, for your efforts, go all out today!"

"Ho ho ho~"

As soon as Fama's voice fell, countless people in the audience who had been waiting for a long time suddenly roared in unison with excitement, and the deafening roar soared into the sky.

All the contestants' expressions also fluctuated.

The most critical moment is finally coming!

After today, some of them may become famous throughout the empire and become another legend.

Just like the former Dan King Furukawa.

Rubbing his ears that were numb from the roar, Xiao Yan turned his head and looked at Xian'er, whose expression was also slightly fluctuating.

Immediately, their eyes turned to the young man in gray robe not far away with a sneer on his face.

The corners of the gray-robed boy's mouth curved into a slightly mean arc. He raised his chin slightly, with his eyes half-open and half-closed, pointing his nostrils at Xian'er.

That arrogant, domineering and dismissive look made people feel itchy with hatred.

Even Xian'er, who had always been calm and calm, couldn't bear it. His face darkened slightly and he clenched his delicate hands.

Xiao Yan also slowly clenched his fists, his chest rose and fell, and he murmured softly: "Haha, next, prepare to fight hard!"

Brothers, happy new year to everyone!

2023 has officially passed, let us look forward to 2024.