Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter Fourteen: The Decisive Battle with King Fuchen

Wang Tianyou quickly came to Wang Fuchen's side to check on his son's injuries.

Liang Xiao, who was in the arena, hurriedly jumped onto the platform, supported Liang Qidi, and eagerly checked his son's injuries.

After checking, Wang Tianyou heaved a sigh of relief, and found that Wang Fuchen had no internal injuries other than external injuries, but only 10% of the spiritual power in the spiritual pool was left.

On the other hand, Liang Xiao's complexion was extremely ugly. He found that Liang Qidi's internal organs had been damaged to varying degrees!

There was a flash of light in Wang Tianyou's eyes, and he came to Tan Yun without showing any emotion, and said with a smile: "You are really awesome! You have completed the assessment with only the seventh level of the spiritual embryo."

"Thank you for the praise, the city lord." Tan Yun bowed slightly. I don't know why the other party is looking for me?

Wang Tianyou's voice was like a mosquito, his tone suddenly turned cold, and he could not retort: ​​"I don't care who you are, or where you come from, but I heard you clearly!"

"My son Fuchen is destined to worship Huangfu Sacred Sect. If you meet Fuchen later by drawing lots, pretend to be defeated and admit defeat. You will benefit later, understand?"

A ball of anger burned Tan Yun's chest, and Tan Yun sneered in a low voice: "What if I say no?"

"If you dare to disobey my city lord, even if you worship Huangfu Sacred Sect, you will die." After Wang Tianyou threatened, he came to Liang Xiao with a smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Xiang Liang, The Messenger is looking at us, so I will make a long story short for my brother."

"Brother Wang, please tell me. My Patriarch will listen carefully." Liang Xiao frowned and said in a low voice.

"Brother, for my brother, Qidi's injury is much more serious than my son Fuchen's. If Qidi and my son Fuchen confront each other, the chances of winning are extremely slim. Also, swords have no eyes, and it's okay for Fuchen to accidentally hurt him, but there was a mistake. It's too much for a brother!"

Wang Tianyou said softly: "You also know that my son Fuchen is sixteen this year, and today is his only chance to enter the Holy Sect. Qidi is only fifteen years old, and he can still participate in the selection assessment next year."

"My dear brother, Qidi will not have my son as his opponent in the next year's assessment. He will definitely be able to successfully enter the Huangfu Sacred Sect."

Wang Tianyou looked at Liang Xiao who looked embarrassed, and hurriedly said again: "Later, as long as you ask Qidi to abstain, the right will be regarded as a brother who owes you a favor. In addition, you can put forward any condition at will, and you will agree to it as a brother. Break your promise!"

Liang Xiao looked dignified, and did not reply, but looked at Liang Qidi, "Qidi, answer seriously Father, with your current injuries, how sure are you of defeating Fuchen?"

Liang Qidi said with difficulty: "Thirty percent."

Hearing 30%, Liang Xiao sighed, and said in a low voice: "Qidi, listen to what my father said, if you encounter floating dust in the duel later, abstain immediately, practice hard after returning home, and participate in the selection next year."

"Father..." When Liang Qidi wanted to refute, Liang Xiao glared at him, "That's the matter, so there's no need to talk about it."

After Liang Xiao finished speaking, he came to Wang Tianyou's side and whispered: "Brother Wang's opinion, the Patriarch can agree. But Brother Wang wants to cede to the Patriarch, a low-grade spiritual mine."

(Low-grade spirit mines can mine low-grade spirit stones.)

Wang Tianyou only had three low-grade spirit mines in total, and when he heard that the lion asked for one, he wanted to refuse. But thinking that as long as Aizi can successfully worship Huangfu Shengzong, he can hope to pursue the way of heaven, he can only reluctantly nod in agreement!

After the matter was settled, Wang Tianyou returned to Mu Mengyao respectfully. Liang Xiao swept down the Good Fortune Platform.

At this moment, Wang Tianyou was in a happy mood. In his opinion, even if Tan Yun had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare not listen to him!

He seemed to have seen the scene where Aizi successfully became a disciple of Huangfu Shengzong in a while!

Tan Yun glanced at Wang Tianyou, and sneered in his heart, "Old man, you actually threatened me, so collect your son's body later!"

When Tan Yun was secretly plotting to kill, Mu Mengyan handed a lottery to Wang Tianyou.

After Wang Tianyou took the lottery with understanding hands, he hunched over in front of Tan Yun, Wang Fuchen, and Liang Qidi, and said angrily, "The three jade sticks are marked with the words one, two, and three respectively."

"If anyone of you draws three, you can advance to the final competition on your own. The two who draw one or two will face off immediately!"

Liang Qidi was the first to draw a jade lottery, secretly praying that he would get three. In this way, it is Wang Fuchen and Tan Yun dueling. At that time, once Tan Yun defeats Wang Fuchen, then he can fight to the death to defeat Tan Yun, and worship Huangfu Sacred Sect!

But things backfired, and Liang Qidi won a lottery!

Wang Fuchen pulled out a jade stick with the word "two" in it.

"It seems that my luck is not that bad!" Tan Yun was overjoyed. In his opinion, no matter who wins the duel between Wang Fuchen and Liang Qidi, his injuries will be worsened. In this way, his chances of winning will be greatly improved!

But what happened next made Tan Yun's heart heavy!

Liang Qidi faced Mu Mengyu, bowed and said: "Senior Messenger, this junior is seriously injured, and I know that I am no match for Young Master Wang, so this junior abstains."

Mu Mengyu nodded lightly, waved his hand to signal Liang Qidi to step down, and then ignored Tan Yun and Wang Fuchen, "Is there any one of you to quit?"

"Reporting to the emissary seniors, the juniors will worship Huangfu Shengzong's heart, the sun and the moon can learn from each other!" Wang Fuchen took the lead in expressing his position: "The juniors will not quit!"

"The younger generation will not quit either." As soon as Tan Yun finished speaking, Wang Tianyou, who was beside Mu Mengyan, suddenly turned pale!

He prided himself that whatever he said, in the area under the jurisdiction of Meteor Star City, undoubtedly possessed the power of the golden rule, and no one would dare to disobey it!

He never expected that Tan Yun would take his words as deaf ears!

"Since no one quits, let's start." Mu Meng finished talking nonsense, and couldn't help but look at Tan Yun who had repeatedly brought surprises.

Millions of city dwellers in the venue silently looked at Tan Yun and Wang Fuchen on the Good Fortune Platform!

Wang Fuchen stared at Tan Yun with murderous intent, a white light flashed between his fingers, and a broad sword weighing a thousand catties came out of thin air from his right hand!

"Extreme spiritual weapon!" Tan Yun looked at the broad sword in Wang Fuchen's hand with an unprecedented solemn expression, "Now that my spiritual power is exhausted, I can't sacrifice the high-grade spiritual soldier sword in the Qiankun ring, nor can I use the grandmist step. Once a decisive battle In the beginning, not only did I not have the weapons to compete with him, but I was also inferior to him in terms of speed!"

"But no matter what, no one can stop my determination to enter Huangfu Shengzong!"

Tan Yun cast aside distracting thoughts, staring at Wang Fuchen with all his attention like a hungry wolf!

Wang Fuchen knew that there was only 10% of the spiritual power left in the spirit pool, so he had to use all his strength to fight quickly. In an instant, his whole body was surrounded by spiritual power, and he poured it into the broad sword crazily. Immediately, the sword glowed!

"kill!"

Wang Fuchen stomped his feet suddenly, and the Creation Platform trembled slightly, turning into afterimages, bringing up a bright lingering sword light, and violently slashed at Tan Yun's head!

"What a speed!" Tan Yun was shocked, his hair flying, and when he hurriedly dodged sideways, he felt a stabbing pain on his forehead.

But it was Wang Fuchen who cut off Tan Yun with a sword, and cut off the flesh and blood on Tan Yun's forehead after strands of flying hair, revealing the dense skull!