Zhutian: From Douluo, the illusion becomes real

Chapter 409 408. Ye Qingcang vs. Long Haochen (Part )
The work of repairing the ring was completed very quickly.

Also good.

Also because Ye Qingcang and Long Haochen are both contestants.

Not an outsider.

Therefore, no matter whether it was Long Haochen or Ye Qingcang, they were not blocked from going on stage. Even though the time was less than 25 minutes and the countdown to the next five minutes was endless, both parties had already stood firm on the stage.

"Two contestants, do you want to start the game early?"

As the referee of this match, Soul Douluo first looked at Ye Qingcang and then at Long Haochen. After confirming that these were two giant Buddhas whom he could not afford to offend, he quickly asked for their opinions in the most respectful tone.

Starting the game early is permitted by the rules of the game.

However, the conditions are rather harsh.

Just like if a contestant has not arrived at the ring after the stipulated twenty-five minutes, there will be a second notification and a five-minute countdown will begin. When the countdown enters the last minute, there will be a third notification. To start the game early, both parties need to communicate and confirm with the referee. Only when both parties agree to start the game early and confirm that the competition venue is correct, will the game start early.

If one of the parties disagrees.

Or both parties agreed, but the ring was not repaired.

Starting a match early is not permitted.

Even if the winner is really decided.

Not only will the referee be held accountable, the result will not be recorded in the match record.

To put it bluntly, it's useless to hit it, you have to hit it again for it to count.

"I have no objection..." Ye Qingcang climbed onto the stage in the most ordinary way, that is, walking up the stairs, stepping on them one by one until he stood on the stage. At first glance, it was plain and unpretentious, but this plainness gave people a very comfortable visual effect, as if every step he took was natural, at the right time, in the right way, and in the right place. It was this kind of simple and elegant precision beauty: "As for whether my opponent will agree, I don't know."

"me?"

"I have no objection either."

"If you want to start early, I'll keep you company."

"If you don't want to, I can wait."

“That’s still plenty of time.”

"That's right, I have some questions for you too."

"Of course, the same applies if you ask during a battle!"

Long Haochen carefully looked at this famous, talented and powerful peer. His gaze paused for a moment on Ye Qingcang's face and focused on his eyes. Even though he was trying to control his emotions, whenever he thought of his partner Haoyue, who was captured and imprisoned by his grandfather because of the information provided by this person, his anger was always difficult to subside.

Therefore, Long Haochen's tone naturally had a hint of impoliteness.

He didn't even notice this.

However, just because he didn't notice it doesn't mean that others didn't notice it.

Ye Qingcang must have noticed it.

This is needless to say. At the same time, in the nine top-level boxes, the box belonging to the Dou San Galaxy, the Shenyin Planet, and the Holy Demon Federation, including the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu, the Moon Demon God Agares, the Star Demon God Vashak, the Shenyin Knight Yang Haohan, the Shenyin Knight Long Tianyin and many other powerful people also noticed the abnormality in Long Haochen's eyes and tone, and subconsciously looked at the people they were more familiar with, but due to the facts and the overall situation, they did not express their opinions.

"You want to know... why I know that Haoyue is Austin Griffin, the God of Punishment, and I gave him to your grandfather to execute as a bargaining chip for peace and the cornerstone of the Holy Demon Federation?"

"I still want to know... why did I repeatedly reject the advances of the Six Great Holy Temples' leaders, turn a blind eye to their efforts, and even unintentionally hurt your friend Yang Wenzhao?"

"Or are there some other questions that I can't think of but you want to know?"

Ye Qingcang said so.

Every word hurt Long Haochen.

However, Ye Qingcang did not intend to stand there and talk nonsense with Long Haochen.

Look at the referee on the side.

The referee changed the subject so suddenly that he almost sprained his back: "Referee, you heard it too. Since my opponent said he has no objection, I want to advance the game, so let's do it in advance... Of course, if we follow the procedure, you can also confirm it with him again."

"Okay!" Even though the referee was a powerful Soul Douluo, he still didn't want to survive between the two giant Buddhas, so he quickly agreed and looked at Long Haochen, solemnly confirming: "Contestant No. 344, considering that your opponent, Contestant No. 1,077, has expressed his wish to start the game early, you now need to give a clear answer!"

"agree!"

Long Haochen paused for a moment and his eyes narrowed.

The nerves that had just been somewhat relaxed suddenly tensed up.

The spiritual power in the body began to flow along with the thoughts.

The moment the voice fell, spiritual power penetrated from his palm into the knight's sword in his hand. At the same time, a thick layer of light appeared on the round shield, but it was far less sharp than the knight's sword.

"Light Slashing Sword!"

"Cross cut!"

Since there was a certain distance between Long Haochen and Ye Qingcang, about three hundred meters, so, based on the idea of ​​attacking from a distance instead of fighting hand-to-hand, Long Haochen swung the knight's sword in his hand, and the power of sacred light attached to the knight's sword in his hand while protecting his body, and condensed into a light blade, which he swung vertically in the air with his forehand, and swept horizontally with his backhand, swinging out a staggered light blade with a length and width of more than fifty meters each, spanning more than three hundred meters, and smashing towards Ye Qingcang, which was the first wave of test for the fight between the two sides.

Moreover, it has been improved by Long Haochen.

The action of turning around gives the cross slash more power.

So, it is different from the usual straight cross cut.

This cross slash is rotating!
When it spins, it's like a propeller!

It stirs up strong winds around, adding three points of power!
But in front of Ye Qingcang, it is still nothing!

Ye Qingcang did not make any movement. The strong wind that was previously swept by the cross slash seemed to have received some order. It instantly changed from a disorderly guerrilla group to a special forces team with clear division of labor. After the cross slash flew out a hundred meters, it suddenly rioted, and during the flight of the cross slash from one hundred to two hundred meters, it consumed the power of the cross slash to the extreme. After two hundred meters, although the cross slash looked fierce, any discerning person could see that it was just an empty shell. It hit Ye Qingcang's three-foot restricted area like a wave hitting a hard reef. Apart from the powerless explosion and the beautiful brokenness that was worthy of comment, it had no effect, no result, and no value.

Ye Qingcang was still the same as when he came on stage.

Walk forward calmly.

His tone was relaxed and comfortable, giving people a sense of pressure as if they were sure of victory, almost suffocating them: "Now, we can restart the topic we were just discussing... What questions do you want to know the answers to?"

(End of this chapter)