Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

Chapter 128 The King Returns!

"Yanyu Pavilion, Liu Yuzhi, out."

"Yuqingmen, Luo Qinghe, out."

As the referee's voice resounded throughout the competition field, the whole place erupted into cheers and applause that almost shook the sky. All the disciples of Jiuxue stood up, for themselves and for Tu who killed the game. Nian and Chu Qiurong applauded with all their strength.

Not long after, the dust settled and the secret realm was automatically lifted. The six red dust mirrors mysteriously disappeared out of thin air, replaced by Tu Nian and Chu Qiurong who appeared in the center of the field.

They had just sent Luo Qinghe and Liu Yuzhi away a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, they had already returned to the competition ground.

"Snow Valley! Snow Valley!"

Before the two of them fully realized who was the winner, the sudden cheers in their ears clearly told them the answer.

"Junior sister, we won!"

"Win, win!"

Chu Qiurong realized later, picked up Tu Nian next to him, and turned the windmill. Tu Nian was also very happy. While shouting, he subconsciously tried to help his arm, but he heard the other person suddenly There was an inexplicable "ouch" sound, and then inexplicably, he took off into the air.

Tu Nian was confused at the time.

What's going on? This is, shouldn't we be celebrating now? Why are we murdering heroes?

"Little, little junior sister!"

At that time, Chu Qiurong only felt as if her hands were being burned fiercely, so she let go of her hands reflexively. Later, she was shocked when she reacted. She waved her hands and was about to pick him up, but as soon as she turned her eyes, she was hanging. My heart felt relieved again.

Thanks to Tu Nian, the meritorious figure, someone is thinking about her. After being thrown away over there, there will be another one here, so that she won't have to rely on her own ability to succeed after she got the results based on her own ability.

Falling into a warm and solid embrace, Tu Nian looked up and saw Jin Nanfeng's gentle and handsome face, "Elder brother, why are you here?"

Gently putting her back on the ground, Jin Nanfeng's usually stern eyebrows were especially gentle today, "Your senior brothers and sisters all want to come and celebrate with you."

"Celebrate together?"

Tu Nian was startled and looked behind him, only to see that all the big guys in the snow had gathered around him.

Song Chengming was at the front with a grin on his face. He was not idle for a moment. He stood next to Tu Nian and began to joke with Chu Qiurong, "It's no good if a dog is happy, senior brother, be careful when extreme joy leads to sorrow."

"Screw you."

Chu Qiurong didn't continue to worry about what happened with her hand, and just laughed and blended in with them.

The big family of Jiuxue congratulated each other word by word. When the love was getting stronger, he didn’t know who was in the crowd. He suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: "We are back!!!"

This voice was choked with sobs and instantly aroused the emotions of every disciple of Jiuxue.

"We're back!" The big guys in the snow spontaneously shouted this sentence in every direction of the arena, announcing the return of the king in the simplest and most powerful way.

At this moment, Jin Nanfeng's face showed the most cheerful smile Jiuxue had ever seen.

Xu Ziqiao was overjoyed, like a fried potato, wanting to hug Jin Nanfeng to celebrate, but was ruthlessly pushed away, and had to hug Song Chengming who was also fried beside him.

While the two were jumping around, they accidentally bumped into Chi Wenzhao, a thousand-year-old green-faced man not far away whose joy could only be seen through his trembling hands. The three of them were suddenly reduced to walking earthly creatures.

Qin An was moved to tears, and Luo Zhan shouted to Ji Xue while hugging her comfortingly, his whole body was split to death.

The other disciples in the sect were also the same. Some were crying or going crazy. They were all expressing their joy in their own way, happily enjoying the competition that only belonged to them. glory.

"They did it, they really did it!" Looking at the Xue disciples hugging each other on the field, Nie Yanchen couldn't restrain his excitement. He really wanted to rush to the competition ground to hug these cute children, but unfortunately he couldn't, so He almost cried.

Xue Shiqian understood his hard work over the years best and sighed sincerely: "With such an outstanding group of disciples, your years have not been in vain."

"It's worth enduring another sixteen years!"

At this time, Nie Yanchen did not want to cover up the light of these disciples with false modesty. They are indeed very good, no matter where they are placed, they are so good. This is not the credit of his sect leader and master, but the result of their own hard work!

"Yanchen, Yuzhe calls you to come over and make a final speech."

Uncle Linglong received news at this time. Except for Xue Shiqian, who was good friends with Nie Yanchen, most of them who had not won the ranking had returned to their sects. Nie Yanchen stayed here just to wait for the leader of the sect to make a final speech at the end of the competition. Otherwise, he would have gone down to talk to his disciples. We all went away happily.

"Come here." Nie Yanchen responded casually and patted Xue Shiqian on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Xue Shiqian glanced sideways, glanced at his red eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "You clean up first, don't make others laugh."

"You don't care, if you show your true feelings, let me see who dares to laugh."

Having said that, Nie Yanchen quickly raised his hand to rub the end of his eyes, sniffed, and then hurriedly walked down the terrace.

Xue Shiqian followed him, and the two separated at the stands. Nie Yanchen went to prepare to speak, while Xue Shiqian returned to Bi Hai's team.

"Master, you are back." Fangyuan prepared a place for him early in the morning and greeted him respectfully.

"It's really amazing." Xue Shiqian sat down with his support and said with emotion: "The world of immortality is finally going to change again."

Fangyuan followed his words and asked, "Master, are you talking about snow?"

Xue Shiqian smiled meaningfully and asked instead of answering: "I remember that you are quite familiar with Jiuxue and those close disciples?"

Fangyuan said: "It's okay."

Xue Shiqian nodded, "From now on, you young people, keep in touch with each other when you have time. Especially that Tu Nian."

Speaking of this, he originally wanted to give a few examples that could bring friends closer, but after thinking about it for a long time, he really couldn't think of a way for a man like Fangyuan, who was almost thirty, to talk to a sixteen-year-old man. The little girl maintains serious friendships.

There was no other way, Xue Shiqian had no choice but to give up and said instead: "In short, keep in touch."

Fangyuan nodded in understanding.

The fun should be stopped in moderation. The big guy in the snow was invited back to the stand by several elders from other sects. After the competition ground was cleared, the closing ceremony began soon.

First there were some speeches by Yu Zhe, and then came Nie Yanchen’s victory speech.

Listening to his sincere speech, the audience in the competition venue couldn't help but recall the performance of Snow in this competition, and the more they thought about it, the more they realized that Snow in this competition, How incredible it is.

There are three sects and seven sects, with five Nascent Souls outside.

No one expected that Snow Valley, which had been dormant for almost twenty years, would once again return to the attention of the world of immortality. However, it would be able to defeat all the previous kings with a lineup of only a dozen people, who even had to let people go to make up the numbers in various competitions. He was killed by his horse and regained his position as the number one in the world of immortality.

Including the sect melee, although Yuqing and Yanyu were almost able to turn the tide of the battle in the end, they might just be a little less lucky, or in other words, a little less eager to win. Not only them, but also the other three sects and seven sects.

Jiuxuegu, with his absolute strength, told the entire world of cultivators that what it means to be a true disciple is not too much skill.

Of course, there is a more important point. At the end of this competition, Nie Yanchen, as the leader of the champion sect, gave the last sentence of his speech.

"Starting today, Snow Valley is back!"

(End of this chapter)