Please show your spirit to our ancestors

Chapter 37 Chen Jingyun vs. Zhao Junfei (Seeking follow-up reading)

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Not to mention the reactions of the people on the stage, at this moment, the spectators below the stage were already dumbfounded.

Even until the end of the battle, many people were still stunned on the spot, unable to believe that they had lost money in a bet that they were sure to win.

But even if they lost money, no one complained that there was a shady deal or asked for a refund.

The reason is simple. Both Zheng Lingyun and Chen Jingyun fought very seriously in this battle, and the battle process was full of twists and turns and climaxes.

But once the Jin Yuan sword intent came out, it was reasonable for Zheng Lingyun to be defeated.

Moreover, he suddenly realized the meaning of sword during the battle, which really opened the eyes of many cultivators.

This kind of plot that only existed in the story was actually played out in front of them. From then on, it became a topic of conversation after dinner.

"Ancestor, I'm sorry to have brought shame upon you." Zheng Lingyun returned to the podium, looking depressed and listless.

"Lingyun, you played very well." Although the Chiqiu Patriarch lost the game and was very depressed, he always doted on Zheng Lingyun and comforted her with a smile, "The reason for the loss is not you."

After he finished speaking, Patriarch Chiqiu's eyes moved to Chen Jingyun, and his tone was full of disgust: "You kid, have you already understood the meaning of the Golden Yuan Sword? Are you pretending to have sudden enlightenment on the spot?"

Chen Jingyun was about to protest his injustice, but Zheng Lingyun chimed in, "Grandfather, Master Jingyun is a gentleman, not the kind of person you are talking about."

"Lingyun, I'll teach you a lesson." The Chiqiu Patriarch glared at Chen Jingyun in annoyance, "Good-looking guys like him are the least trustworthy. His so-called respectful and gentle manners are all fake to fool people. In fact, he is full of evil tricks."

"His great grandfather Chen Xuanmo is a living example. When he first came to Cangyiwei to develop, he was gentle, respectful, and full of loyalty. But once he really gained a foothold, his true colors were revealed."

The more the Chi Qiu Patriarch spoke, the angrier he became, and he looked like he had a lot of dissatisfaction with Chen Xuanmo.

"Hehe." Chen Xuanmo, who followed closely behind, sneered twice.

Chiqiu old ghost, you dare not say these words when I am alive. You will come to play the disco dance on my grave after I die.

Fortunately, I, Chen Xuanmo, am not dead. I will find a way to deal with you when I get back.

"Brother Zheng Dao."

Hearing what the Chiqiu Patriarch said, Chen Ningtai stood up suddenly, his face gloomy and solemn: "The grudges between my father and you are nothing more than a dispute of ideas. We each have different interests and standpoints."

"If you don't take back what you said, Ning Tai will have to fight you on the ring. Even if I lose, I will never back down."

Chen Ningtai is currently 106 years old, and his cultivation level is at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The old ancestor Chi Qiu is now nearly 180 years old, and his cultivation is at the fourth level of the foundation-building stage.

It seems that Chen Ningtai's cultivation is inferior, but as a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he is now in his prime and has a lot of room and potential for growth.

However, Patriarch Chi Qiu has already entered his old age, and his body functions are in a period of rapid decline. He only has 10 to 20 years left to live.

If we really go on stage to compete, it’s hard to say who will win and who will lose.

The Chiqiu ancestor was stunned for a moment, then his anger rose and he stood up and wanted to fight.

The Guangling Patriarch hurriedly spoke to smooth things over: "Chiqiu, Ningtai, although our three families have conflicts of interest, we are closely related to each other and should be united in facing the outside world. The two of you should stop making trouble and make a fool of yourself."

"Old ghost Chiqiu, Brother Xuanmo has already passed away, so please stop complaining in front of the younger generation~"

"Ning Tai, you also know that old Chi Qiu has always had a bad temper, but he is not a bad person. He also admires Brother Xuan Mo's life in private. You should not bother with him."

He spoke repeatedly to appease both sides, and the tense atmosphere on the podium finally eased a little.

"What I said just now was indeed one-sided." Patriarch Chiqiu sat back and turned his head away unwillingly. "There are many things about Chen Xuanmo that I admire. He was able to start from scratch and run the Cangyi Chen family to such a great level. Whether it is planning or martial arts, he is first-class."

"Thank you, Brother Zheng Dao, for your praise." Chen Ningtai also took advantage of the situation and stopped talking about the competition. Instead, he showed a pleased smile to Chen Jingyun, "Jingyun, you did a good job this time."

Normally, Chen Ningtai paid great attention to his grandson Jing Yun, but this time the competition was too hasty and he was not optimistic about the outcome. He did not expect the result to be so beyond his expectations.

"Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa." Chen Jingyun replied respectfully, but secretly felt it was a pity. It was a pity that his father was not here, otherwise he might be nicer to him from now on.

"You should take a good rest first and recover your spiritual power." Chen Ningtai said kindly, "Get ready for the next competition."

"Yes, Grandpa." Chen Jingyun responded, found a corner, took out a spirit stone, held it in his hand and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

With the help of spirit stones, the spiritual energy he consumed would recover faster.

A full hour later.

Chen Jingyun stood up in high spirits: "My elders, Jingyun is ready."

"In that case, let's begin the second round of competition. I believe everyone is clear about the rules. Let's all get on stage." This time, a new referee was appointed, and it was Zheng Changfeng from the Zheng family.

Like Zhao Zhihai and Chen Daoyuan, he was the person in charge arranged by the family to work in the market town.

Chen Jingyun glanced at Zhao Junfei coldly, then he took the lead and leaped onto the stage, his posture being as cool as possible.

During this hour, the arena has been renovated and most of the traces of the previous battle have disappeared.

Zhao Junfei also flew to the ring, sneered at Chen Jingyun, and said in a voice transmission: "Chen Jingyun, let's settle the account between you and me today."

"Same here." Chen Jingyun also sneered in his voice transmission, "I want to settle the score with you for insulting my great grandfather's funeral."

"Are you ready? If there is no problem, let's start the competition." Zheng Changfeng was in a bad mood because Zheng Lingyun lost the competition. After making this announcement with a sullen face, he left the ring directly.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhao Junfei took the first step.

I saw spiritual energy surging around his body. As he pinched his fingers, streams of water-blue mist rose and spread, and in the blink of an eye, it boiled and rolled in all directions, as spectacular as a surging tide.

Zhao Junfei was different from Chen Jingyun and Zheng Lingyun, two other home-based cultivators. As an elite disciple of the Yunyang Sect, he practiced the sect's technique, the [True Water Art].

It is said that this technique is the foundation-building method derived from the Taiyi Zhenshui Jue, one of the thirteen orthodox methods of the Yunyang Sect - although it is not as good as the real orthodox foundation-building method, it is more exquisite than the ordinary foundation-building method.

This move of his is the [Water Mist Technique] which comes with the [True Water Art]. It may seem not to have much power, but it has endless uses.

"Chen Jingyun, I will let you see the difference between a sect disciple and a family disciple!" Zhao Junfei spoke while performing the spell, his voice full of teasing and mockery, "If you are a man, don't admit defeat."

Chen Jingyun looked at the incoming mist with a cold gaze. His figure shook, and he drew up a gilded light. He swept backwards in a chic manner: "Okay, I will never admit defeat. Similarly, Zhao Junfei, if you are a man, you must never admit defeat."

"Hahaha~~ Then it's a deal. Neither you nor I will admit defeat. Whoever loses is not a man." Zhao Junfei laughed sinisterly, and rays of water-colored light spread around his body, lingering and swirling around him.

[True Water Technique] is another exquisite water-based technique.

It can continuously restore spiritual power and physical strength during combat, providing support for monks to fight a protracted war.

The two of them did not hide their conversation, and their voices were quite loud.

Chen Ningtai's expression suddenly became serious.

Zhao Junfei dared to provoke his grandson even though he knew his grandson's trump card. He must have a trump card and be confident.

After all, his grandson lacked experience and was easily provoked by Zhao Junfei.

Simultaneously.

The onlookers couldn't help but whisper and talk about it.

Many of them were well-traveled and experienced people, and they realized that Chen Jingyun was in trouble.

This is good too. Zhao Junfei won a game for them, which can at least make up for half of the loss after losing the bet.

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