Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

You Jing and Qian Long followed the green-shirted woman to the top floor of the high building guarded by the Imperial Guards, and both were invited into the house.

It was still the screen with nine dragons embroidered on it, and a light-colored gauze curtain that moved with the wind blocked the graceful and charming body of Concubine Cheng.

"You Jing, your servant, pays homage to the Concubine."

"The leader of the Zongheng Family of the Seven Wonders of Yuzhou, pays homage to the Concubine."

The two saluted through the curtain with a respectful attitude.

However, when Qian Long bowed, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"No need to be polite." A soft and pleasant voice came from behind the gauze curtain: "I saw what happened in the field just now, and I also know about your quarrel. You are both people in the court. It is unfavorable to quarrel in public to damage the face of the court, so I summoned you two here to discuss, so as not to be laughed at by outsiders."

"The Queen is really thoughtful." Qian Long flattered.

You Jing said nothing, and there was no expression on his face.

At this time, Qian Long spoke first, still accusing Qiumei of intentional injury, and also blaming You Jing, the referee, for inaction.

He spoke with great emotion and was very contagious, and his exaggerated expression seemed to be greatly wronged.

Concubine Cheng said: "Well, what Master Qian Shan said does make some sense, Commander You, what do you think?"

You Jing frowned. In fact, according to the rules of the Seven Absolutes Competition, contestants really cannot kill each other, because all those who can come to participate are elite disciples of the Seven Absolutes, and they are likely to become pillars of the court in the future, so of course they cannot be hurt.

The reason why he defended Qiumei was because he admired her very much, just like he admired Zhao Zi.

Of course, if it was just admiration, it would be far from enough to make this upright commander of the imperial army partial to him.

The real reason why he gave up his principles for the first time was that he saw that there was a powerful force in Qiu Wandu that did not belong to him. Thinking of the fact that someone was behind this session of the Seven Absolutes Competition, he suddenly realized that Qiu Wandu was a pawn in the court struggle.

As a pure warrior and cultivator, what he can't tolerate most is someone playing tricks and scheming in a fair competition.

That's why he chose to stand on Qiumei's side.

But now the matter has come to the Imperial Concubine. No matter how you say it, she is the one who is not right. What should be done must be done. There is nothing he can do.

Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart and bowed, saying, "I understand, but it's up to the Imperial Concubine to decide."

Qian Long's smile became even bigger.

After a while, Imperial Concubine Chen said, "I think this way, considering that she is a first-time offender, she will be disqualified from the competition and the Seven Wonders of Yuzhou will be the winner."

"Master Qian, when you go back, nominate a student and let him replace Qiu Wandu to participate in the last competition."

"Thank you, your Majesty, your Majesty is wise." Qian Long bowed again, looked at You Jing who bowed his head and said nothing as a demonstration, and turned and walked out.

"I'll take my leave."

You Jing also left the house and was led away from the high building by two imperial guards.

After a while, the green-shirted woman whispered, "My queen, Zhao Zi is not a simple character. Although you have won the last chance for Yuzhou Qijuemen, even the strongest Wei Lan has been wiped out. Who can be his opponent?"

A jade hand stretched out from behind the gauze curtain. Concubine Cheng walked through the gauze curtain and walked to the window. Looking at Qian Long and You Jing who were walking towards the center of the venue, she said calmly, "I believe he has his own arrangements."

Under the attention of the crowd, You Jing walked into the venue, took a deep breath, and announced loudly, "Qiumei, a disciple of the Yin-Yang School of Yunzhou Qijuemen, ignored the rules of the competition, resulting in the death and injury of two contestants. Now I declare that she is disqualified and Yuzhou Qijuemen is judged as the winner."

"The last two contestants, you will be given two quarters of an hour to rest."

When this was said, it didn't matter to the hundreds of thousands of spectators. After all, the competition of Qijuemen was clearly stipulated to be stopped. There had been bloodshed in previous sessions, and even deaths.

So in their opinion, You Jing's punishment was reasonable, and some even thought it was too light, and Qiumei should be arrested immediately and sent to the prison of the Ministry of Justice.

The people of the Seven Absolute Sect of Yunzhou were furious, and the voices of opposition were endless.

But they all knew in their hearts that they were just disqualified from the competition, which was a blessing in disguise.

Although the head of the Yinyang family was unwilling, at least he saved the life of his beloved disciple, which was enough.

It was just that he was disappointed to not be able to participate in the last competition.

In the square formation of the Seven Absolute Sect of Jiangzhou, the head of the Bingjia family laughed and said, "It's settled. Without Qiumei, a strong enemy, our Zhao Zi is no longer a threat. Hahaha, so many years have passed, I have forgotten how long ago we won the championship last time."

The other heads of the families all smiled and were very happy.

Zhao Zi's victory also means that the resources of the court will be tilted towards them, and the entire Jiangzhou Seven Absolute Sect will benefit. How can they not be happy?

The happiest person was Yu Yinian. Zhao Zi was his disciple. When his disciple won the championship, he, as a teacher, was naturally proud.

However, he always felt uneasy. Someone was behind the Seven Absolutes Competition. It might not be easy for Zhao Zi to win the last match.

He thought for a while and reminded: "Disciple, just do your best on the stage. You don't have to fight hard. The situation on the stage changes rapidly and is dangerous. You still have a bright future. You must not fail here."

"Teacher, rest assured. I understand." Li Guanhai nodded.

In the square formation of the Seven Absolutes of Yuzhou, Qian Long tried a look at Shen Yuyu, and the two left together.

Shen Yuyu was still upset about being slapped in the face. He had a dark face and said nothing all the way.

As he walked, he suddenly noticed a change in the surrounding atmosphere. He looked up and found that he had walked into a small formation.

The surrounding space began to ripple, and the original buildings disappeared. It felt like stepping into another space.

A black-robed man appeared out of thin air in front of them and made them bow their heads immediately.

"Father."

"Master of the building."

Both of them were very nervous.

In addition to being nervous, Qian Long also had a fear that was difficult to conceal.

Just now, he was unable to control himself in a moment of anger and slapped Shen Yuyu in the face. He was relieved, but after calming down, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although the master of the building often beat and scolded his son, he was his son after all. It was natural for the father to teach his son a lesson. How could an outsider teach him a lesson?

So at this moment he was very nervous, very nervous, and secretly regretted not being able to control his emotions at that time.

However, the Blue-clothed Master did not mention this matter. He just said lightly: "Zhao Zi has extraordinary cultivation. With your cultivation, you are definitely not his opponent. Now I have to take the risk to pass on my skills to you, but the process is not pleasant. You must be mentally prepared."

Shen Yuyu's eyes lit up, but he showed a shrinking look on his face. He whispered: "Father, will it hurt?"

This look immediately made Qian Long on the side feel contemptuous and disdainful.

The Blue-clothed Master said coldly: "It's very painful. You will experience the feeling of your meridians being forcibly stretched. During the process, you can't use your skills to resist, otherwise your meridians will be broken."

Hearing him say this, Shen Yuyu immediately didn't want to do it because he was afraid of pain.

But he still didn't have the courage to refuse his father, so he bit the bullet and said: "Okay, the child is willing to try."

"Sit cross-legged and relax your mind." The Blue-clothed Master ordered.

Shen Yuyu did as he was told. Because of nervousness, his breathing became rapid.

Qian Long stepped aside to protect the law.

The owner of the Qingyi building raised his right hand, and his fingers quickly changed hand seals, and finally slapped Shen Yuyu's head with one palm.

In an instant, a raging force was infused into his body, passing through his eight extraordinary meridians like a high-pressure water gun, and converging into his dantian, which was very brutal.

Shen Yuyu's tiny meridians were instantly expanded, and his eyes suddenly bulged out, as if they were about to squeeze out of his eye sockets.

He showed a hideous and painful look on his face, and let out a chilling and shrill howl. He wanted to get up and escape, but he was suppressed in place. His body kept twisting, but he couldn't break free no matter what.

It felt like drinking a mouthful of magma into his stomach, and there was no place on his body that didn't hurt. It was just like peeling skin and bruising bones.

Shen Yuyu's body began to spasm, his bulging eyeballs were covered with bloodshot, saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, his forehead was covered with sweat beads, and his clothes were soaked. He looked like a patient with an epileptic seizure.