Chapter 1157 Then and Now

When Jiang Wang walked down slowly from the height.

Deng Qi was looking at him.

Xie Ai from the Snow Country fell to the ground, only a breath was left.

There were ice-like fragments scattered in front of her - that was her shattered sword.

It can be seen that she really tried her best.

Deng Qi was also ruthless in the battle against such a beautiful and pitiful beauty, and he could be called a model of ruthless destruction of flowers.

Helian Yunyun, who was watching the battle, naturally smiled.

Huang Sheli, who was on the martial arts stage next door, hated it deeply and had warned Deng Qi several times with his eyes. On the stage, the victory or defeat is naturally based on each means, and there is no need to show mercy. But after the victory or defeat is determined, you should at least give the beauty a decent face! Can't you help her? What's wrong with putting a coat on her!

Of course, if Deng Qi really did that. Huang Sheli couldn't help but think that this person had ulterior motives and was shameless.

In short, Miss Huang is kind-hearted and can't bear to see the beauty suffer.

The only pity is...

Deng Qi never looked at her at all. He was staring at the battle between Qi and Chu Tianjiao from beginning to end, and of course he didn't pay attention to her threatening eyes.

Huang Sheli was so angry...

He had to watch the battle between Qi and Chu Tianjiao.

His sight moved from one annoying guy to another annoying guy.

Of course, after watching this battle, it was a unilateral resolution of the "misunderstanding". The annoying guy in Qi was no longer so annoying.

The annoying guy in Mu was still annoying. And every time he looked at the miserable state of Xie Ai, the beauty of the Snow Country, he felt that the person in Mu was even more annoying.

Wearing such an ugly mask, the person must be uglier!

It's hard to say whether Deng Qi felt the hostility of Huang Sheli of Jing, but he definitely didn't care at all.

He wanted to win the Yellow River Conference today, and everyone in the inner court was his opponent.

Except... Jiang Sange.

He hoped that Jiang Wang could make it to the end and meet him in the finals, but he didn't want to fight with Jiang Wang on the same stage.

The feelings in his heart were really complicated.

Among the four battles in the top eight, the first to end was between Deng Qi and Xie Ai.

The second was between Huang Sheli and Chu Min.

Jiang Wang defeated Xiang Bei, but ranked third in the speed of ending the battle.

Of course, in terms of weight, the battle between Qi and Chu is undoubtedly far superior to the others.

Deng Qi did not miss Jiang Wang's sharp posture.

He also heard Xu Xiangqian's shouting at the top of his lungs.

Under the heavy bronze mask, no one could see his expression.

Somehow, this battle of the highest standards of the world's national celestial beings reminded him of the competition in the small town a few years ago.

That was... the three cities' discussion of the way.

At that time, he just wanted to eat and wait for death, and had no hope for anything. He invited a dozen big men to shout slogans for Jiang Sange outside the court.

He also erected two big flags!

He spent money to ask someone to write the words!

Compared with this high forehead and a hoarse voice, it is unknown how much higher.

At that time, Third Brother Jiang was also competing for the championship.

The weight of the two champions was naturally very different, and there was no room for comparison.

But the mysterious thing was that the person standing on the stage was still that person.

The person watching was still that person.

This was great, but it was also really sad.

The good thing was that he was still there, and he was still him.

The sad thing was...

Of those people back then, those interesting, troublesome, annoying... lively and diverse people, only the two standing on the martial arts stage were left.

Even Uncle Deng, who had taken him away from Maple Forest City, was gone.

At that time, it was really like a dream.

At that time, he was watching with a smile from the audience, just treating it as a game. Even for Third Brother Jiang at that time, that game was related to his future and destiny...

At this time.

He also stood on the stage, feeling the weight of standing on the stage.

He knew how he came to this martial arts stage, so he could better understand how the resolute and courageous Third Brother Jiang came to where he is today.

It's too hard...

Zhao Rucheng, who used the alias Deng Qi, couldn't help but wonder, does anyone know how hard it is for him?

Now he quietly looked at the figure in green, wanting to cry and laugh.

Of course, there was no need to shed tears anymore.

He wanted to laugh because...

Brother Jiang is doing well now, very promising, and no worse than anyone else.

More importantly, he has found a new future and made new friends. When he wins, someone cheers for him, and when he loses, someone comforts him.

This is really good.

Zhao Rucheng was silent. He hid all his thoughts under the cold bronze mask. Seeing that Jiang Wang's sight seemed to move over, he immediately moved his eyes away as if nothing had happened and looked at the last battle on the stage.

The sight has weight.

And after the power of the soul continued to strengthen, and after cultivating the pupil of Qianyang...

Jiang Wang could already feel that weight.

So although the Tianjiao of Muguo turned his head calmly and naturally, Jiang Wang still felt his gaze.

I just don't know, that highly concentrated, unrelaxed look, is it an observation of the opponent, or...

Hope is the root of pain.

But if there is no hope, how can the life that has come out of the abyss continue?

Jiang Wang didn't let himself think about it, but he couldn't help thinking about it.

After all, the battle was over, the strong enemy was defeated, and the semi-finals were obtained. The mind was temporarily relaxed. Only then there would be such unrealistic torture.

He also looked at the last battle on the field, focused his mind on the battle, and carefully observed the opponent.

Winning one step ahead is such an advantage. He couldn't fail to grasp it.

As for other things, we will verify them after the game...

In the battle of the top eight, the only one that is still going on is Qin Zhizhen of Qin State against Beigong Ke of Yong State.

In theory, this battle is the one that people think will end the fastest before the game.

No, the strength of Yong State, whose emperor died in battle and lost in foreign wars, has long been unrecognized by other countries. Not to mention compared with Xia State, even compared with Snow State, which is locked in an extremely cold place, not many people think that Yong State is stronger.

Although there is the support of Mo Men and Yong State is undergoing great changes, the effect has not been seen after all...

And Qin State is undoubtedly the dominant country.

In the previous battle of Wailou, Gan Changan stopped in the quarterfinals. But in the battle with Dou Zhao, he also showed his strong strength.

And he is only nineteen years old, and both veto and divine travel are very powerful magical powers. He has mastered the art of fate swordsmanship to perfection, and his talent is impeccable.

Then when it comes to the inner court, Qin Zhizhen, who is also from the Great Qin Empire, will not be so exhausted as to fight a Yongguo Tianjiao.

But if you really see this battle, you can understand why.

Beigong Ke on the field is showing a very powerful killing method. Holding a double-edged sword, he comes and goes in a flash, like thunder and lightning, and the sword energy is so strong that it covers the entire martial arts field.

Of course, this is not the reason why the battle can last so long.

The reason lies in Qin Zhizhen.

He stood there like a silent reef. Not saying a word, no expression at all.

Just punching, punching, punching.

Punching when the sword comes, punching when the man comes, punching when the Taoist magic comes.

From beginning to end, he stood there, not moving a step, only defending and not attacking.

It seems that he is determined to let the opponent show himself to his heart's content.

This is too arrogant!

Who is not a Tianjiao at the Yellow River Conference?

Standing on the martial arts stage is nothing more than competing for victory. Giving opponents a chance to show off is usually what happens when elders instruct younger ones, or masters instruct apprentices.

It’s not like the overlord country has overturned its chariot halfway!

If Xiang Beixing did this, it would be in line with his usual arrogant image.

But the person who did this was Qin Zhizhen.

There was no ridicule or contempt on his face.

He only had silent fists, hitting at a nearly constant speed, taking all the attacks.

He also endured all the attention.