Mountains and rivers are waiting for you to return

Chapter 30: Centennial Loyalty
No one expected that the person who took action in the critical moment was the hot topic of this Dengyun Heroes Conference, Tang Mingzhi.

The disciples of the Changxing Gang have rushed onto the stage to support the injured and exhausted Master Qianxuan.

"Why are you here again?" Xing Xiaoren turned around.

When he saw Pei Nai, he was surprised at first, and then a wicked smile gradually appeared on his face, "What? Miss Tang can't wait any longer? Can't stand this humiliation and want to challenge Xing?"

Pei Nai had a blank expression on her face. She just stood there without saying a word.

"No more words? Weren't you very talkative? Why are you mute now?" Xing Xiaoren pointed in the direction of Master Qianxuan mockingly, "Is this the hope of your Tianyao?"

The whole audience was silent. This result made everyone feel discouraged.

The Xing family of Xuanjiang Fenglei Basshammer has been rampant and committed evil in many countries, and no sect has been able to stand up to them to punish evil and promote good and put an end to their arrogance.

Tianyao is a great country with many talented people. Many people are waiting for a hero to stand up and uphold justice.

Now that the Xing family has arrived at Tianyao's territory, both the Tianyao people and many outsiders are looking forward to winning this game.

Master Qianxuan is a man of profound character and integrity, and has spent his entire life as the most respected elder in Tianyao. He is also the one nominated by the people as the one with the greatest hope of defeating Xing Xiaoren and getting the Hunxi Whip in the competition.

But now the result of the game was right in front of them. Xing Xiaoren's sarcastic words slapped people in the face, tearing their dignity and confidence apart bit by bit.

Xing Xiaoren laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, Tianyao's hope is such a joke!"

He was pleased in his heart because the Xing family had never dared to set foot in Tianyao's territory before.

His father Xing Taizhao had warned him many times that he must not provoke the Tianyao people, because they were the people of a great country, and behind them stood the largest country in the entire Beilu: Tianyao.

Tianyao’s army is powerful and has many experts, so the Xing family has no choice but to avoid it.

But now that he had come to the legendary majestic Tianyao, he felt that the reality was far different from the rumors. What a great country with so many masters, but all of them were defeated miserably by his Eight Spindle Hammer and were played around by him.

He said that the ancestors of the Xing family were too low-key in the past, otherwise how could the Wind and Thunder Eight Shuttle Hammers be just Liujiang? At least they should make room for the Three Mountains and Five Peaks.

If his Xing family had come here earlier, how could the people of Tianyao be so arrogant until now?

Even a teenage girl dared to ride on his head and act wildly.

Thinking of this, Xing Xiaoren's hatred could not be dispelled. He spoke again, "Where is Miss Tang? Since you have thrown away your sword, you must be eager to compete with me. Do you want to come up now and let me see the character of you Tianyao people?"

Pei Nai knew that he was probably worried that he would be eliminated by others in the next round, leaving him no chance to take revenge personally.

Even though there was the punishment of kneeling down and apologizing as per the bet, it was still not satisfying enough for the Xing family who were determined to take revenge.

He kept pressing Pei Nai with words, "Or are you also like the Han family of Tianyao Wanyue Blood Whip, who all avoid war and hide from the world, and are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

She could no longer bear to see Xing Xiaoren speaking mocking words, insulting the Han family, and trampling on Tianyao.

Pei Nai turned and looked at the audience behind him.

Countless people's eyes were focused on her. The despair on their faces was instantly visible, causing Pei Nai to close her eyes.

Xing Xiaoren laughed loudly and walked towards his men who were cheering for him in the audience.

At this moment, Pei Nai opened her eyes, and there was a faint flickering of fire in her eyes, which was difficult to be detected.

If someone who is familiar with her stands opposite her, when she opens her eyes, he will sigh: The fire is burning in the field, and it cannot be brought close to you!

But now she is alone here, just admiring herself.

She finally took a step forward and walked towards the white jade platform where the Hunxi Whip was placed, in the gazes of everyone in the fighting arena.

The voice in my ears was Han Ruize's voice from my distant memory.

It was as if they had returned to the past overnight, and they were still carefree teenagers. "I taught you a few moves last time, but you always said that you couldn't use ordinary whips. This time I asked my brother to borrow the Hunxi whip, so you can try it."

"That's pretty good, and somewhat reliable. I'll steal my father's Zhubei Spear in a few days, and I'll teach you a few moves. It's fair!"

Pei Nai looked at the whip rack on the white jade platform, and a feeling of desolation surged in her heart. How long had it been since she touched that soft whip that was as black as iron and as cold as ice?
It seems that I can't remember clearly.

The cheers of Xing Xiaoren's men stopped abruptly, and they also stopped to look at Pei Nai.

"What is she going to do?" Someone on the viewing floor asked subconsciously, but no one around answered.

Xing Xiaoren noticed something was wrong, turned around and looked at Pei Nai's back. Puzzlement appeared on his face at first, then he realized something and gradually showed a bit of amusement.

Pei Nai arrived in a blink of an eye. She stepped onto the white jade steps and stood in front of the whip rack. After pausing for a moment, she slowly picked up the Hunxi whip in front of her with both hands.

The Gongshan black stone brushed against Pei Nai's palm, and the coolness penetrated into her flesh and blood, making her feel an indescribable feeling in her heart.

It's hard to believe that people are fighting over this whip and getting bloody. But it's true that the load it carries is too heavy.

Pei Nai turned around, and some guys from the Dengyun Heroes Conference came forward to stop her, but they were stopped by other contestants.

"Borrow it."

She spoke to the guys below without giving much explanation.

In her opinion, Hunxibian itself belonged to the Han family and Tianyao, and had never belonged to any Heroes Conference. She had no obligation to explain this to these people.

"Ms. Tang, the Hunxi whip is different from ordinary whips. Most people cannot extend it. Put it down quickly. It's very dangerous!" shouted the guy at the Hero Conference.

Pei Nai waved his hand and said nothing.

She used her light Kung Fu to leap onto the fighting stage, facing Xing Xiaoren on the other side.

"What? Miss Tang wants to be a hero?" Xing Xiaoren laughed mockingly.

He gestured to the host deacon who was about to step forward to question Pei Nai, signaling them not to interfere, and said, "No one is allowed to meddle in other people's business. This match will be considered the fourth round of the match between me and Miss Tang!"

Master Qianxuan had been helped away by the disciples of the Changxing Gang. At this time, only Xing Xiaoren and Pei Nai were left on the field.

Xing Xiaoren took the hammer that fell outside the field from his subordinate.

He stared at the Hunxi whip in Pei Nai's hand with a frivolous look, and continued, "But Miss Tang, the whip in your hand is not the horse whip you usually use when playing house. Even if this Wanyue Blood Whip is rubbish, it is made of Gongshan Black Stone. Don't hurt yourself and then say that Xing is not gentle enough."

Unable to bear his insults to Wan Yue Blood Whip any longer, Pei Nai finally spoke in front of thousands of spectators.

"Do you know what this whip means to the people of Tianyao?"

She lowered her head and spoke slowly, but every word she said was powerful and clear to everyone's ears.

"We cherish it so much, not because of its inherent value of being impervious to water and fire and as sharp as a knife, but because the whip is tied to the loyal soul of the Han family for a hundred years."

Pei Nai's hand slowly stroked the whip of the Hunxi whip.

"It is called the Wanyue Blood Whip, because the person holding the whip has hot blood flowing through his veins that will last forever."

In the audience, some women were already shedding tears.

Pei Nai raised her head, her hand loosened slightly, and the other end of the whip fell to the ground.

"I am standing up now not because you want to provoke me with words, but I just want to tell you that Old Gang Leader Sun is not struggling alone. Thousands of Tianyao people stand with him."

(End of this chapter)