The protagonist of destiny is online

The next day, the Jiuzhou Grand Competition continued.

Yan Xuekong got an empty lottery again, so he didn't play, and just stayed beside Hua Yuelu, talking with her, making up for the missed time in these years.

The most popular candidates to win the championship, such as Mu Hongyi, Xue Cunyi, Yin Bandit, etc., did not lose a battle and successfully advanced to the next round.

On the contrary, Shangguan Mengyin, who had high hopes, has been eliminated.

Originally, she had many admirers who would complain about her, but the one who defeated her was Prince Dayan Shenchao. In terms of status, talent, and strength, they all won with integrity, and no one could find any faults.

When everyone in the room chatted about this topic, their gazes would unconsciously follow the young man beside Oboro.

They couldn't say it out loud, but they were thinking in their hearts that even in terms of beauty, the saint lost, and Baohua Pavilion will rank the beauty list next time, and the first place will be replaced again.

As for whether Baohua Pavilion dares to rank, that's not their concern.

The contest lasted for five days, during which the two most eye-catching matches were Mu Hongyi vs. Xue Cunyi, and Yan Xuekong vs. Yin Bandit.

"Little prince, Wan Yao Valley still owes you a huge favor, I don't want to fight with you."

Yin Bandit jumped onto the competition stage, seeing the young man with silver hair and golden eyes, his head was dizzy, and he blurted out: "I just admit defeat, okay?"

Yan Xuekong: "If you lose without a fight, Uncle Yin and Aunt Yu Li will beat you up."

"..." Yin Gangshi sneaked a glance below his eyes, moved closer, pretending to complain: "Let me tell you, the two of them treated me well back then and compensated me in every possible way, but now they are getting more and more fierce, especially my mother!"

"Don't show off your happiness, dog."

Yan Xuekong slapped him on the head, and grabbed his wolf ears.

Yin Bandit immediately frowned, and said nervously: "Hey! Do you know that you can't touch the ears and tails of Yaozu! You used to be five years old, but now you have to be responsible for touching them. Of course, I don't mind..."

Yan Xuekong turned his palm into a fist and hit him on the forehead.

The Yaozu was rough and fleshy, Yin Bandit shook his head, and quickly circled behind him, trying to restrain him, but Yan Xue didn't even look back, and kicked him neatly in the waist and abdomen with a sideways kick. He gasped in pain.

So beautiful, so ruthless!

Under the martial arts competition stage, Yin Zhi couldn't help but hold his forehead. This kid, what kind of fight is he, his hands and feet are bound, and he can't display half of his strength.

Yu Li: "I can't walk when I see a beautiful one, and I don't know who it looks like."

Yin Zhi: "What's the point of you putting your finger on Sang and scolding Huai? Am I not clean enough when I was young?"

Yu Li took a sip of tea, Yin Zhi died of injustice, and argued again: "At that time, I knew the number one beauty in Jiuzhou, did I ever think about it? What does your son's deeds have to do with me. "

Yu Li pretended not to hear, looked at the movement on the stage, and murmured: "But His Royal Highness is a princess, or I gave birth to a daughter...it's a pity."

Yin Zhi: "..."

As far as the son's appearance of losing his soul at the sight of Yan Yan, gender is no obstacle.

There are also same-sex Taoist couples in Jiuzhou, and Yin Zhi has no prejudice. The problem is that His Royal Highness is very straightforward at first glance.

Son, miserable.

On the competition stage, Yan Xuekong twisted his palm slightly, grabbed Yin Bandit's arm and snapped it back, directly beating his spiritual power to collapse and unable to function.

Yin Bandit fell to the ground, "Aww", and said unrepentantly: "I admit defeat. Little prince, you are obviously not so cruel to Shangguan Mengyin, you are biased."

Yan Xuekong was amused, and flicked his sleeves, I saw!The holy lotus rose up all over the ground, and the brilliant light reflected the sky.

The pure white and innocent spiritual light scattered, and when it was sprinkled on his body, Yin Bandit's injuries gradually recovered. He opened his eyes wide, sat up, and held a holy lotus in his hands.

"Okay, help you heal your wounds. In terms of relationship, you are closer."

Yin Bandit looked at the smiling young man in the lotus sea, for a moment, he could only hear his own heartbeat, thumping, restless.

At the same time, on another martial arts arena, Mu Hongyi slashed down the alchemy furnace with a sword, Xue Cunyi showed admiration, and said politely: "Young Master Mu, I admit defeat."

Mu Hongyi withdrew his sword and returned the salute.

"This competition is really unexpected!"

"His Royal Highness has defeated the Saintess and Master Shaogu in a row. It seems that he still has strength left. Young Master Mu is in danger."

"Your Highness is too strong. I haven't figured out what he is capable of."

"Leave aside those who are not cultivated. I just want to know when the Great Yan Dynasty will choose the crown princess. I will definitely participate!"

"Hey, I bet, that scene must be better than Jiuzhou Dabi!"

There was a lot of discussion among the people around, and the governor asked everyone to come down, and after a short rest, they entered the final battle to win the championship.

Standing on the high platform, Mu Hongyi, wearing a red shirt and holding a sword behind her back, watched Yan Xuekong approaching slowly, as if she had lost time and space, overlapping with the figure of the young boy who ran into the hall that year.

She smiled and said: "Your Highness, between you and me, there is no need to trouble, just a sword."

"Sister Mu wants to test me?"

"No, Your Highness, let me experience the real Taishang Xuantian Sword Art!"

Mu Hongyi draws her sword to the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, her sword intent is full of indomitable perseverance, even in the face of Huanghuang Tianwei, she is not afraid of her own insignificance.

Yan Xuekong stood calmly in the howling wind, his fingertips were surrounded by sword energy, he looked far less powerful than Mu Hongyi, but the moment he raised his hand to catch the sword, Mu Hongyi finally saw it clearly.

A ray of sword energy is like a small flower. Others only see the petals outside, but inside, there is a vast and boundless world hidden.

It turns out that thousands of sword intents are united, and it is so magical and beautiful to return to the basics.

The swords collided, and the high platform shattered.

Blood dripped from the corner of Mu Hongyi's mouth, and she fell back weakly, but with a brisk smile on her face, she murmured: "I see, Your Highness, thank you."

"Sister Mu!"

Yan Xuekong tapped the gravel with his toes, flew down, wrapped his arms around Mu Hongyi's waist, raised his arms to protect her, and turned to the ground.

As soon as he landed, he let go of his hand, backed away, his eyes were clear, his mind was innocent, and he was as magnanimous as the breeze and the moon.

Mu Hongyi's cheeks were slightly red, and she said "thank you" again.

"Girl!" The headmaster of Tianjian Mountain hurried over and helped her up.

The governor and the others also stepped forward and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, are you all right? There is an enchantment set up in this martial arts arena, but the aftermath of your fight is too strong..."

Before he finished speaking, Hua Yuelong rushed over, pulled his son, looked up and down carefully, and suddenly shouted nervously: "Yan Yan, you are injured!"

Mu Hongyi: "What! Your Highness, where are you hurt?"

Yin Bandit: "Let me see, let me see!"

Xue Cunyi: "Ma'am, I'll come, I have the best wound medicine!"

Yan Xuekong was so helpless that he raised a finger, showing a small gash that didn't bleed, and signaled, let's go.

Everyone: "..."

So far, the Jiuzhou Grand Competition has come to an end.

Yan Xuekong won the leader forcefully, and the people who had been shaken by Yan Yuan's serious injury settled down instantly, and even the Ancient Sacred Sect became silent.

Hua Yueyu placed all sects and sects on Yunlai Island, and asked the head of the government to receive them. After Yan Yuan left the customs, they will discuss the matter of the Shura clan together.

After the dust settled, Yan Xuekong had some free time.

He returned to the Eastern Palace, and walked the same childhood path with Hua Yuelong, but he didn't see anyone he was familiar with. He asked in confusion, "Mother, why didn't I see Sister Huanhuan and Brother Huaishan?"

"I was just about to tell you that they volunteered to go to Luozhou."

"Luo Zhou?"

"That's right. You should have heard what your grandfather said about the Shura clan. They were already defeated, but because of the relics of the ancient heavenly court, and the help of mysterious people, they turned the situation around."

Yan Xuekong nodded when he heard the words, and just listened to her without interrupting.

"Now, except for Nanzhou and Luozhou, all the other continents belong to their hearts. I don't care about Nanzhou for the time being, but Xizhou is bordered by Ming and Luozhou. After Mingzhou is lost, Luozhou's position becomes very important."

Hua Yuelong revealed a worried look, and said slowly: "If Luozhou falls to the Shura tribe, Xizhou will definitely fall."

Everyone knows this matter.

As a result, the Buddha didn't even participate in the Jiuzhou Grand Competition, and rushed to Luozhou for thousands of miles, fearing that if he was a step too late, Xizhou would be reduced to purgatory.

Once Ming, Luo, and Xizhou are controlled by the Shura tribe, Beizhou and Nanzhou will be next. In this way, all continents will be eaten away step by step.

"Huaishan has lived in Luozhou for many years and has some contacts. When he heard about this, he wanted to go back and find out about the situation."

Hua Yuelong turned to her son, and said with complicated eyes: "I stopped them, but Huanhuan convinced me, she said, they also want to do something for you and for the Great Yan Dynasty."

The so-called planting a good cause and reaping a good fruit is probably the case.

Yan Xuekong lowered his eyes, and was not surprised after listening to it. He always knew that the gentle and caring sister Huanhuan had tenacity and determination that ordinary people could not match.

"Mother, don't worry."

After pondering for a moment, Yan Xuekong took Hua Yuelong to sit down, poured tea for her, and said, "About the mysterious person, it should be the ancient remnant soul beside Yan Wenyou, who obtained the method of reshaping the body in the ruins."

Hua Yuelong agrees: "We also speculate in the same way."

"Although the ruins of the Heavenly Court have been found in Mingzhou, the Dragon and Phoenix clans were the former masters of the Heavenly Court. You might as well ask your grandparents about this matter, if there is a way to get the ruins back."

Yan Xuekong poured the tea unhurriedly, handed it to her, and smiled: "As for Luozhou, the wind direction has not moved for a long time, so there must be a change. Mother, is it the king of Luozhou who has other thoughts?"

The Nine Kings hold the military power in their hands, and the army is persecuting, and the Mosha Palace has to think twice, it is impossible that there has been no movement so far.

Hua Yuelong stared at her son in shock, and said in a daze, "That's right, a few days ago, Huaishan and Huanhuan received news that King Luozhou might be rebellious. Mother didn't intend to tell you about this, you... "

I guessed it!

It's too ridiculous.

Yan Xuekong stood up and said without any hesitation, "I'll go to Luozhou when Dad leaves the customs."

"Yanyan! You just came back and are leaving again?"

"When the gods are in trouble, I will share the worries for my parents. If there is chaos in Jiuzhou, I will solve the problems for the people."

Yan Xuekong stood under the palace wall. When he was talking, the wind blew and the flowers fell like rain. He took the petals in his hands and blew them towards Hua Yueli to make her happy. That innocent and innocent behavior gave her a somewhat youthful appearance.

Hua Yuelong stared at him blankly, full of sadness and melancholy, after a while, she said softly: "Yanyan, sometimes, mother really doesn't want you to be so sensible."

Her son has the most noble status in the world, and his power and position are within reach, but in detail, the days of real stability are only four short years.

Yan Xuekong shook his head and said, "Mother, don't worry."

How dare a young man be afraid of troubled times, and dare to wield a long sword to punish princes.

Hua Yuelong gradually laughed, so what if the fate is not favored?Her Yan Yan is so powerful, one day, it is not impossible to pacify this Jiuzhou and overthrow the sky.