Xuanxia

Chapter 270: Support
"Master Fu... I give in."

Yang Liuqing took a step back and said with a wry smile, "When you first entered the Four Borders and fought against various heroes outside my escort agency camp, I secretly laughed at you for not knowing your place. Now it seems that you have already gone further than me."

Fu Qingzhou put away his sword, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Yang, you are too kind. The road of cultivation is long, and winning or losing for a while is nothing."

"Been taught a lesson."

Yang Liuqing also bowed: "At least today, you are better than me... As the leader, I have no right to say anything about giving in."

After saying this, he pushed through the crowd and strode away without looking back.

"Yang Liuqing was defeated just like that? It seems like this Fu Qingzhou has something real..."

There were many whispers among the crowd: "Anyway, I don't have the confidence to hold up under his mountain-slashing sword."

"I heard that his best skill was the bow and arrow? I didn't expect that he was also quite good with the knife..."

"It seems that we have all underestimated this Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Association. This world is truly full of hidden dragons!"

Tang Jiao's face was full of smiles when she heard these words.

Fu Qingzhou remained calm and bowed to the people around him: "Everyone, is there anyone who wants to come and spar with me?"

"I come!"

A low roar came from the crowd.

Fu Qingzhou looked in the direction of the voice and his face lit up with joy: "Brother Ye, are you praising me?"

The man walking out of the crowd was wearing a short Miao clothing and holding a scimitar in his hand. Wasn't he Kua Ye, a disciple of Wan Du Mountain?
Now, more than two years have passed, and Kwaye has become more mature, but he has some shallow scars on his face and body, and he looks more masculine.

He grinned, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "Xiao Fu, long time no see, have you made it now?"

Fu Qingzhou laughed back and said, "Brother Kua Ye, you are already old, aren't you? How can you still receive a Qianlong invitation?"

"I am twenty-nine, not yet thirty."

Kua Ye smiled and walked into the arena: "I just arrived in Luoyi today and heard about you. I thought I had to come and support you."

"Kuaye..."

At this time, someone in the crowd finally remembered his name and said in shock: "I heard that he is the next leader of Wandu Mountain!"

"The head of Wandu Mountain?"

Someone asked in confusion: "Isn't that Hua Xiaolan?"

"No, Hua Xiaolan killed Long Dabei and lost half of her life. It is impossible for her to support a sect."

Someone else explained, "I heard that Elder Yu Yuexian is now acting as the elder of Wan Du Mountain. This Kua Ye is the next leader they are training. He has already entered the sixth level of martial arts, and he is very powerful!"

Hearing their words, Kua Ye's eyes dimmed slightly.

Fu Qingzhou asked softly: "Brother Kuaye, Hua Xiaolan...how is she now?"

"Although Junior Sister Hua has advanced to the sixth level of spiritual enlightenment, her health is indeed not very good."

Kua Ye shook his head: "She has been busy with other things recently, so she may not come to the Hidden Dragon Hundred Elites Conference. I originally came here just to join in the fun, but if the reward for the champion of the conference is really the Everlasting Life Pill, I would also like to fight for it."

"With that elixir, perhaps I can cure Junior Sister Hua's stubborn illness caused by the life-changing curse, and also fulfill her wish."

Fu Qingzhou opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

There is no immortality pill at all...

But of course he couldn't say that right now.

So he pondered for a moment and said softly: "I can't give up the elixir either, but no matter whether I win or lose in the competition, I will try to find something in the secret collection of Wuwei Temple to see if there is anything that can cure Hua Xiaolan."

Quaye smiled and said, "Then I thank you in advance - come on!"

He turned the knife and pounced forward as fast as lightning.

Fu Qingzhou swung his sword and rushed forward.

As soon as the two of them fought, it was possible to see the exquisiteness of Kua Ye's swordsmanship.

He has entered the sixth realm. His speed and strength are already terrifying and astonishing, and his swordsmanship is as bright as the moon and water, penetrating every hole and with tricky angles.

The scimitar waved in his hand, outlining countless snake shadows and bee lights. As the cold light flashed, the extremely fast knife shadows poured towards Fu Qingzhou like a torrential rain!

At this time, Fu Qingzhou did not dare to fight the enemy with his mountain-cutting knife.

He had dared to use the mountain-cutting knife against Yang Liuqing before because his strength was enough to completely suppress the opponent. Even using only 30% or 40% of his strength was enough to make it difficult for the opponent to get close to him.

But when dealing with Kua Ye, if he uses too much force and cannot control it, he might hurt someone, but if he uses too little force, it will be useless.

As for the Ming Wang Sword?

It's not the right time yet. So after blocking and dodging several times, Fu Qingzhou chose to... use a bow and arrow.

Facing Kwaye's knife attacking him in the face, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the opponent in the abdomen.

The machete was short and the legs were long, so Kwaye had to retreat temporarily.

In just a moment, Fu Qingzhou turned from passive to active, and suddenly pulled back. At the same time, his hands moved as fast as lightning, sheathing the long sword and taking off the longbow on his back.

Wind arrow!
The first move he made was the unique skill he had just learned from Ning Wushu.

As the arrow left the bow, a violent gust of wind swirled up instantly!
The hair of the people in the surrounding martial arts world suddenly flew in disorder and the corners of their clothes rustled. Kua Ye, who was facing the arrow directly, was blinded by the wind. In desperation, he could only swing his sword to cut off the arrow, but he was unable to cut through the strong wind.

But Fu Qingzhou took advantage of this moment to shoot three arrows in succession!

The arrows were driven by the wind and were almost invisible to the naked eye. Three arrows were shot in a row. Kua Ye was caught in the strong wind and could not find the trajectory of the arrows - but his ears moved slightly and he could hear the sound of the strings clearly.

But seeing his arms dancing wildly and his scimitar almost spilling the moonlight, he protected himself from all dangers!
With three clangs, all three arrows were cut down by his scimitar.

But the huge force brought by the arrow made Kua Ye's face change in shock, and he was even shocked to retreat several steps, and his hand holding the knife was shaking a little.

The next moment, another arrow whizzed over and hit the handle of the scimitar accurately.

After blocking three arrows, Kuaye's wrist was already a little sore, and he was caught off guard by this. He groaned, and with a shake of his right hand, the scimitar flew out, turned several times, and then stuck into the ground.

"Wow—"

The crowd was in an uproar instantly!

"You, this is the power of the fifth realm?!" Kua Ye was shocked: "How is it possible?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Don't be like that. Look at how sweaty I am. I'm trying my best, okay?"

He was not talking nonsense. At this moment, his face was slightly red, he was sweating profusely, and he was a little out of breath.

The power of the Sixth Realm True Essence is not to be underestimated. It was quite difficult for him to block Kua Ye's attacks before, and then he shot down the scimitar in the opponent's hand with several consecutive arrows, which took even more of his strength.

At this moment, his right hand, which was used to shoot the arrow, was trembling slightly.

"Before I reached the fifth realm, no matter how much I sucked, I didn't have the strength to do that."

Kuaye picked up the scimitar and grinned: "It seems that I am not qualified to give the leader to you - but don't forget what you promised."

"of course."

Fu Qingzhou said: "But I may not return to Wuwei Temple in the near future. I have to wait for some time."

“No hurry, no hurry.” Quaye smiled: “Just don’t forget it—just like we have never forgotten to find a way to cure the curse for you.”

After saying that, he clasped his fists, said "Let's meet again when we have time", and turned away.

At this moment, everyone looked at Fu Qingzhou with completely different eyes.

A fifth realm warrior just sweated a little and knocked down a sixth realm weapon? !
For a while, no one dared to challenge.

Whether it is Yang Liuqing or Kua Ye, they are both considered extremely outstanding talents among the younger generation... and don't forget, Fu Qingzhou looks like he is not even 20 years old!

What will he have achieved when he is twenty-five or twenty-thirty years old?
There was already a hint of awe in the eyes of the people in the martial arts world.

"No one is here to challenge me?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled and asked, "In that case... I'll take a break. I'm pretty tired after playing two games. I can't play anymore for the time being."

After saying that, he walked towards Tang Jiao - Tang Jiao had already cleared a large flat rock and waved her hand with a smile: "Brother, this way!"

Fu Qingzhou's calm demeanor, on the contrary, aroused the unfavorable impression of the people in the martial arts world. Not long after he sat down, people kept coming to make friends with him.

He couldn't remember so many names, so he just bowed and spoke politely to them one by one.

Not long after, a hoarse and low female voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Where is Fu Qingzhou?"

Fu Qingzhou stood up and looked in the direction of the voice.

The person who came was none other than Murong Xuan.

She wasn't really here to challenge...she was here to act.

If a strong man personally selected by Zhao Hao who might compete for the championship were defeated by Fu Qingzhou, his reputation would be enough to intimidate the other heroes, and they would not have to deal with challenges repeatedly in a short period of time.

So he pretended not to know her: "Who are you, lady?"

Murong Xuan came floating like a female ghost. If the sun had not been at its brightest, it would not be surprising if someone had sprinkled black dog blood on her.

She smiled sinisterly and said in a hoarse voice: "I am... Murong Xuan!"

(End of this chapter)