My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 128 teasing
The congratulatory voices of envoys came out. Some of them are strong men who have been famous for a long time, and some are young arrogance figures who are destined to take over the power of their respective forces. The congratulatory gifts reported by each of them are priceless. Fan couldn't help smiling, and drank a glass of fine wine.

Everyone presented birthday presents, Chen Mofan said with a smile: "Everyone, this wine is brewed by collecting countless spiritual materials and spending tens of years. This fish is grown in the purest place and is the most delicious. Please drink as much as you want." Enjoy!"

Everyone just started to move, but saw the man in purple clothes from the Great Xu Dynasty get up again and said: "Old Emperor, there are good wines to drink, and good food to feast on. How can there be less things to add to the fun, but mere singing and dancing are not unavoidable for monks of my generation. It's too boring, why don't you use martial arts to add to the fun and add luster to today's birthday banquet?"

"Okay," Chen Mofan also felt that the man in purple clothes made sense, and immediately agreed, "You guys step down."

The dancers withdrew from the hall, Chen Mofan waved his hand, and drew a small area in the center of the hall, saying: "It's enough for the younger generation to compete in martial arts, just let us see what kind of abilities the rising stars have today." .”

"What the old emperor said," the man in purple clothes agreed, "I think so too. Many arrogances present are competing at the same level. Of course, those with a lower level can also challenge those with a higher level."

Chen Mofan nodded and said: "Whoever comes to the first battle, the winner will be rewarded with a thousand top-quality spirit crystals. The reward is not too much, you little geniuses, don't be disgusted!"

"No matter what other people think about Grandpa Huang's one thousand top-grade spirit crystals, I want them very much anyway, so let me do the first one!" Chen Zixiang, who was sitting at the end of the east side, walked out voluntarily, first respectfully facing Chen Mofan and the others in the first seat saluted, and then turned their attention to those who were similar to their own age, "Tianwu Sanzhong, who is going to fight with me?"

"I'm coming!" A young man in blue shirt who was seated in the Ningcheng Mountain Mission jumped into the competition area with a wooden spirit sword in his hand, exuding a sharp sword aura from his body.

"Good job!" Chen Zixiang greeted him with a big smile, and the blue flames filled the air, sweeping towards the young man in green shirt, but he saw the latter's expression as usual, the spirit sword in his hand was driven like an arm, and the endless sword energy gathered, cutting fire on...

Ten minutes later, Chen Zixiang exhausted the sword energy of the young man in green shirt by virtue of the infinite fire, and finally won the battle.

His grandson won, although it was very difficult, but Chen Mofan couldn't hide the smile on his face, and threw out a gold silk bag: "One thousand top-quality spirit crystals, I will do what I say."

"Thank you, Grandpa." Chen Zixiang accepted it happily, and secretly gave Chen Wenle a provocative look when he returned to his seat.

Since it is the home court of the Chenxu Dynasty, in the next few battles, the princes or princesses of the Chenxu Dynasty will take the initiative to stand up, and then there will be people from the birthday missions to meet the battle, there will be winners and losers, Chen Mofan is very happy to win, Even if he loses, he won't be angry.

After a prince of Chenxu Dynasty won another game, the prince of Tianyang Dynasty, Yang Shangjie, stood up behind him, walked into the competition area without waiting for the people of Chenxu Dynasty to leave first, and looked behind Chen Wenle.

"Tianyang Emperor Chaoyang Islet, the pinnacle of Lingwu, seek to fight Zhou Xing!"

Zhou Xing?

Although some people have heard about Shi Meicheng, most of the people present are not clear about it. A mere Lingwu realm does not have the qualifications for them to pay too much attention to it.

Chen Mofan didn't know that there was such a person, seeing Yangyu challenge Zhou Xing by name, and looking at the position of one of his grandsons, he couldn't help being curious and expectant.

Chen Wenle turned to look at Zhou Xing, not intending to persuade or encourage, everything was decided by the latter himself.

After Zhou Xing was taken aback for a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and then he drank the fine wine in his hand, stood up, looked at Yang Yu and said flatly, "As you wish."

This was the first martial arts competition at the level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, but due to Yangyu's operation, it made everyone feel more interesting than the previous few games.

Yangyu and Zhou Xing stood 20 meters apart, looking at each other.

"Zhou Xing, I'm a Thunder Lingen just like you, let's see which of us has the stronger thunder!" After the words fell, a blue thunder burst out from Yang Yu's body, condensing into a lightning dragon, hovering around him, Exuding a terrifying power, he stared at Zhou Xing covetously.

Zhou Xing looked as usual, but his right hand was raised in front of his chest, the index finger and middle finger were close together, and the fingertips were illuminated with black light.

"Are you humiliating me?" Yang Yu said angrily. He obeyed Yang Shangjie's order to challenge Zhou Xing. He thought highly of himself and didn't take Zhou Xing seriously at all. He originally planned to defeat Zhou Xing with one move. Thinking of being so underestimated.

"It's enough to deal with you."

"Then I will fulfill you!" Yang Yu roared angrily, "Thunder Dragon kills quickly—go!"

The hovering thunder and lightning dragon roared loudly and rushed towards Zhou Xing, the air exploded along the way.

Zhou Xing pointed his finger forward, and a black thunder was erupted, colliding with the lightning dragon head-on.

"laugh……"

The thunder and lightning flood dragon was like the snow meeting the scorching sun, it was pierced by the black thunder without any resistance, and dissipated in mid-air, while the power of the black thunder remained undiminished, and continued to attack Yangyu.

Yang Yu was shocked, he couldn't believe it, the martial arts he was proud of was so vulnerable, but he was not a mediocre person, he reacted instantly, Zhou Xing's black thunder completely restrained his own thunder, and he was in the nick of time At this time, the spiritual power of the wind surged in front of Yangyu, and a blue shield condensed in the blink of an eye.

boom!
The black thunder blasted on the blue shield, and both exploded at the same time. The aftermath of spiritual power swept Zhongyang Island, causing him to retreat several meters.

"Pseudo-Holy Body?!" Someone exclaimed immediately when they saw Yangyu using wind-attribute spiritual power.

"Interesting, the black thunder is really powerful, and the false holy body with the wind and thunder dual spiritual roots is also extremely extraordinary. I don't know who is better."

At this time, Zhou Xing's eyes also became dignified. Some people in the world who are favored by heaven and earth are born extraordinary and have special physiques. Those who are strong enough are called holy bodies and are destined to become saints and ancestors. The holy body, for example, has the spiritual root of the five elements and the wind and thunder spiritual root. The latter is just a mutation of the spiritual root, which can cultivate different attributes of spiritual power, but compared with the real holy body, it pales in comparison.

Surrounded by cyan swirls, Yang Yu said with a sneer, "Zhou Xing, I admit that I look at you from a young age, but besides that black thunder, what else do you rely on?"

"I think you're just good at speaking." Zhou Xing shook his head and said, disdainful of Yangyu.

Yang Yu was furious, but didn't say anything anymore, forming a complex handprint with both hands, and shouted: "Sifang Fengbi!"

The spiritual power of the blue wind enveloped Zhou Xing, forming barriers of wind on all sides, quickly moving towards Zhou Xing in the center, and the space was rapidly compressed.

"Thunder tree supports the sky!" Zhou Xing slapped his palm on the ground, and a black circular totem emerged, and a black thunder tree rose from it. The Thunder Tree held the wind walls on all sides and couldn't close them.

Seeing this, Yang Yu moved and ran around the perimeter of the four wind walls, moving so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to keep up, and getting faster and faster, forming a circle of afterimages, which dazzled those who wanted to find out his real body.

"Wind and remnant clouds!" A low shout sounded, and the four wind walls shattered in response, turning into countless extremely sharp wind blades and spinning at high speed, like a tornado capable of destroying everything.

Zhou Xing, who was in it, found that the surrounding air was gradually thinning, making it difficult for him to breathe. The speed of the wind blade was getting faster and faster, and its power was gradually becoming stronger, which made him feel a great threat.

Zhou Xing soared into the sky and landed on the thunder tree. The branches of the thunder tree swayed, and the black thunder swam away.

"The whale sucks the rainbow—" Zhou Xing pointed to the sky, and the majestic thunder-attribute spiritual power gathered, forming a black ball of light, which kept growing and being compressed. The darkness reached the extreme, as if it could swallow even the light. Just looking at it makes me shudder.

Looking at the black ball of light, Yang Yu also felt a chill all over his body, and his hair stood on end. He stopped accumulating energy, and with a thought, countless wind blades aimed at Zhou Xing in the middle, showing his sharpness.

Whizzing……

There was a sound of piercing the air, and densely packed wind blades rushed towards Zhou Xing. At the same time, Zhou Xing's hand pointing at the sky clenched into a fist—the electric current scattered!
The black thunder slanted out from the ball of light, like the waves of a river bursting its embankment, unstoppable, destroying everything.

Thunder scattered the endless wind blades and washed them away, even destroying the tornado that Yangyu had worked so hard to create.

The spiritual power of the wind collapsed, but Yang Yu's figure was lost in Zhou Xing's field of vision. Suddenly he felt alert, thunder and lightning lingered under his feet, and his body jumped into the air instinctively.

I saw Yang Yu groping into the thunder tree with a dagger glowing with cold light in his hand, trying to sneak attack on Zhou Xing, but he was discovered in advance.

One hit failed, and Yangyu was about to withdraw from the coverage of the thunder tree, but Zhou Xing's right hand was grasping downward, and the thunder in the thunder tree poured out one after another, forming a thunder and lightning cage, trapping Yangyu in it.

"You lost." Zhou Xing landed firmly on the ground, and said as he watched Yang Yu who was in a state of despair and couldn't break the Thundercage with all his might.

"I haven't lost yet!" Yang Yu clenched his fists tightly, and it was obvious that he was very unwilling. This was his first battle outside the Tianyang Dynasty, and his talent was comparable to that of Prince Yang Shangjie. Duorang, but now he was defeated by someone of the same rank. If his thunder power hadn't been completely restrained, and the wind and thunder combined to strike, the power would be even higher. Unfortunately, he didn't even have the chance to display it.

"Okay!" Yangyu has never admitted his failure. Chen Mofan spoke first, setting the tone, "When the black thunder comes out, who will compete with the others at the same level? Wonderful, I seem to see myself back then, and I am so high-spirited!"

The first half of Chen Mofan's sentence pointed out that Zhou Xing was better. Although Yangyu was strong, he still lost. Even if Yangyu didn't want to admit it, he couldn't help it.

"Thank you, old emperor, for your praise." Zhou Xing bowed to Chen Mofan, then lifted the thunder tree, and returned to his seat.

Yang Yu returned to the position of Tianyang Dynasty in a daze, and a weak curse came into his ears: "Trash!"

He knew that it was Yang Shangjie who was blaming him, but he could only lower his head and endure it.

After Yang Yu was seated, Yang Shangjie stood up, cupped his hands and said, "I made everyone laugh, let me come for the next battle."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked sideways. He had never tried a transcendent match, let alone a person with such status as the prince of a great dynasty.

What is this guy up to?Questions arose in everyone's mind.

The man in purple clothes from the Great Xu Dynasty looked at Yang Shangjie with a smile and asked, "Is there anyone in Prince Yang who wants to compete?"

"It's natural," Yang Shangjie turned his gaze to the front where the prince and princess of the Chenxu Dynasty were, "I want to challenge Princess Yucheng!"

After Yang Shangjie finished speaking, the hall immediately fell silent, and a needle could be heard, but immediately there were noisy discussions.

"What the hell is this bastard trying to do!" Chen Wenle scolded regardless of the influence.

The person involved, Chen Yucheng, smiled and asked, "Dare to ask why Prince Yang wants to fight me?"

Yang Shangjie showed admiration on his face, and replied: "I have admired Princess Yucheng for a long time. I heard that Her Royal Highness is good at fighting and strong. If I directly propose to the Emperor, I am afraid that it will backfire, so I want to compete with Her Royal Highness. Fan, it is my wish to get to know each other better, and finally to be able to be in love with the princess."

Chen Yucheng did not respond, but Chen Zixiang who was sitting at the end suddenly jumped out and shouted loudly: "Sister, Prince Yang Shangjie is a generation of arrogance, a man of the world, maybe he will be able to become one of the outstanding people in the mainland in the future, and if this If the marriage can be fulfilled, our Chenxu Dynasty and Tianyang Dynasty will become closer and closer, I think you are not too young, so I agree!"

"Fuck your shit!" Chen Wenle jumped into a rage, and rushed directly from his position to Chen Zixiang, waving his fists to beat Chen Zixiang.

"The tenth prince is merciful." The follower behind Chen Zixiang immediately stopped Chen Wenle, "The sixteenth prince is drunk, it was just nonsense after drinking, don't take it seriously."

Chen Wenle was even more reluctant, but saw that Chen Zixiang's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol, as if he was really drunk.

"Stop pretending, I think he is..."

Before Chen Wenle finished speaking, Chen Zixiang fell to the ground with a bang, his body twisted, and his followers immediately helped him up.

Now Chen Wenle couldn't help it, even if Chen Zixiang was pretending, he couldn't tell, so he could only sit back in his seat angrily.

At the end of the episode, Chen Mofan said to Chen Ye beside him: "This child Yucheng is my granddaughter, and even the eldest daughter of you, the emperor of the dynasty. I wonder if you have any opinions?"

Chen Ye said with a smile: "Yucheng is talented and intelligent, even better than ordinary men. Of course, her life's major events depend on her own decisions."

Chen Mofan nodded, looked at Chen Yucheng and asked, "Yucheng, what do you think?"

Chen Yucheng said firmly: "My boy has no intention of sex, and is willing to contribute his whole life to our prosperity!"

"It's very rare for you to have this kind of heart, but don't talk too much, maybe one day you, a girl, will fall in love with you!" Chen Mofan joked.

Chen Yucheng smiled: "Grandpa Huang, stop making fun of Yucheng."

"Hahaha," Chen Mofan said with a big laugh, "I think this is the end of the competition, let's play music and dance!"

(End of this chapter)