The love debt between me and Feng Aotian

After about an hour, he gradually fell asleep.

"Boom"

He fell to the ground, but quickly reacted and stood up from the ground.

The moment he stood up, his scalp went numb.

Because he saw a river.

That was the San Sheng River that he feared the most.

After his scalp tingled, Xu Chen came to his senses and said helplessly, "Yin Qimeng, can you please stop playing tricks?"

"Hey, are you scared?"

Yin Qimeng jumped out of the Sansheng River. As the master of dreams, she has all the abilities to change the illusion.

She reached out and lifted up her bangs, teasing, "You came so late today, are you afraid of being caught tomorrow?"

"Don't gloat over my misfortune. Help me think of a solution."

Xu Chen rubbed his eyebrows. He certainly didn't fall asleep to show off.

But it was to discuss it with Yin Qimeng.

Just because Yin Qimeng knew nothing three hundred years ago doesn’t mean she still knows nothing three hundred years later.

As the president of Chenmeng Chamber of Commerce, she can definitely help me with advice.

"What can I do? I have nothing to fear if I have nothing to hide."

Yin Qimeng bit her lip and chuckled, her warm breath caressing Xu Chen's ear: "Or are you hiding something?"

"It's not a ghost, but if something that happened three hundred years ago reappears, I will be sentenced to death."

Xu Chen was somewhat helpless and said, "You know who Xia Rushuang is."

"How about draining the Sansheng River?"

"Then why not just admit that I am Xu Chen."

"How about you think of the most unforgettable thing?"

"I can't lie to myself yet."

……

Xu Chen and Yin Qimeng communicated for a long time, but there was no result.

In the end, Yin Qimeng made her only promise: "If Xia Rushuang wants to touch you, I will protect you."

"you?"

"What's wrong? You don't allow me to have a bodyguard?"

As the president of Chenmeng Chamber of Commerce, Yin Qimeng naturally has experts to protect him.

"Thank you in advance."

"It's a female bodyguard."

"I didn't ask."

"I think you should ask."

Yin Qimeng seemed a little unwilling and asked Xu Chen, "Will the Three Lives River reflect me?"

96. He is indeed different from others

the next day.

When the sun rises from the distant horizon and casts the first ray of golden sunlight on the world, Qufeng City begins to become lively.

The noise seemed even more exaggerated than during the Spring Festival. The streets and alleys were filled with people's excited discussions.

It is autumn now and the weather should not be so hot, but the crowds of people gathered together add a bit of warmth.

Many people of noble status also appeared in the city. Some powerful people did not go to watch yesterday, but had to watch today.

The second round is a trial in which the top 64 geniuses will participate, where you can truly witness the battle between geniuses.

The first round is just to enter the top 64. As long as the geniuses don't make too many mistakes, they can advance safely, not to mention that the top place winners of the major sects and chambers of commerce will not participate.

It was completely a show of the Buddha's self-examination, a show of Zhao Fengchen's various martial arts and the Northern Sword Saint's daughter in late autumn.

The only thing that piqued their interest in the first round was the relationship between the Saint of Tianshu Academy and the second genius of Xuyun Sword Sect.

Today, all geniuses will appear, and even the geniuses among geniuses will face the risk of being eliminated.

Because there are only sixteen places in total.

It is difficult for the second place among the seven major sects.

At this moment, almost the entire Dasheng's attention is focused here.

They are waiting for the genius who will stand out today, waiting for the genius among those sixteen geniuses.

Only true geniuses can enter the ring competition!

"Today will be interesting. I wonder if that Buddhist disciple Wenxin can be compared with the saints and saints of the seven major sects."

"Compared? The Buddha's Son will definitely defeat the Holy Son!"

"Seconds of a second! The Saint Sons and Saint Daughters of the Seven Great Sects are not comparable to those in the first round. If you ask me, the Seven Great Sects are still stronger than these geniuses in the martial arts world."

"I bet Zhao Fengchen a hundred taels of silver. Brothers, do you think I did the right thing?"

"Don't make any noise, today is a very important day!"

Many people discussed this, but in fact most people had no way to watch it near San Sheng River.

Unlike yesterday, today basically only the rich and powerful people and those powerful people in the world can watch.

But this could not stop their enthusiasm. Today, all the casinos in Dasheng were packed with people betting on whether various geniuses could enter the ring competition.

It is worth mentioning that Xu Chen’s odds are seven.

Not many people are optimistic about it. Almost everyone thinks it's a bit of a stretch, and if you're lucky, you might be able to get in.

If he wasn't involved with the Saint of Tianshuyuan, his odds would be even lower.

But it's better than most people.

For example, Yu Yinxuan's odds reached 150, which is basically something that even gamblers wouldn't buy. Only some people with dreams would bet a little.

The odds of the person who ranked last in the first round and entered the second round reached 250. I don’t know if it was a mockery or something else.

Outside the Sansheng River, there were carriages and people everywhere, a black mass, like the Xiyun Iron Cavalry.

Dozens of disciples from the Crescent Moon Palace, led by two elders, looked around vigilantly, trying to prevent anyone from approaching.

Strangely, the area closest to the San Sheng River was not that crowded.

Because the people sitting there are the real powerful and strong people in the world.

For example, the martial immortal Zhao Xinyuan, and the sword master of Xuyun Sword Sect Xia Rushuang.

For example, General Zhenwu was named Zhizheng.

No one expected Feng Zhizheng to come, just as no one expected the Pope to come.

Feng Zhizheng is one of the three great generals of Dasheng. He has a brilliant record in battles for decades and holds a very high status in the hearts of the people. Among military generals, he is second only to Marshal Qin Fengyun.

Qin Fengyun sounds like a male name, but it is a female name similar to the empress, and is also someone Xu Chen knows.

As for the Pope...

He is Master Mingde, the leader of the Wuxiang Sect, the largest sect in Dasheng. The Wuxiang Sect believes in the Wuxiang God and has countless believers. The number of believers in all other sects combined may not be as many as that in the Wuxiang Sect.

The identities of some geniuses were only revealed at this moment. People then knew that Feng Zhizheng's son Feng Huaiyi was the apprentice of Mu Bufu, one of the five great sword masters.

The son of the Grand Master Shi Mingde, Shi Cheng, studied under one of the seven great sword immortals, the Rain Sword Immortal, who is as famous as Xia Rushuang and Feng Qing'er.

As expected, the children of big shots are all taught by other big shots.

This undoubtedly makes this trial even more confusing.

The top talents known to us now alone exceed sixteen, not to mention the talents hiding in the dark who did not display their full strength in the first round.

Today's competition is naturally very fierce.

All the geniuses gathered outside the Yinlin Forest near the Sansheng River. One had to pass through the Yinlin Forest to reach the Sansheng River.

Many geniuses have their own pride, and they would look at some ordinary practitioners with a bit of indifference, but now many people are starting to get nervous.

Because there are more than one or two geniuses.

Everyone here is a genius, and each of them is a young person with high hopes placed on them by many people.

No one is worse than anyone else.

Only those who are truly gifted beyond all others can remain calm.

For example, the Buddhist disciple Wenxin, the Saintess Ning Huaimeng of the Crescent Moon Palace, and the Saintess Ye Miaoyi of the Xuyun Sword Sect...

It seems that she is not calm either.

"Junior brother, are you nervous?"

Ye Miaoyi's clear and beautiful eyes revealed a hint of nervousness as she asked Xu Chen.

Are you nervous?

Xu Chen glimpsed the tension in Ye Miaoyi's beautiful eyes. This did not require any experience, nor did he need to sense the tension deep in her beautiful eyes like some masters.

He could see Ye Miaoyi's nervousness at a glance.

Because she was really nervous.

As the strongest genius of Xuyun Sword Sect, she carries too much hope.

The last time the Xuyun Sword Sect won the championship was fifty years ago.

Xu Chen and Yu Yinxuan were not the top geniuses, so not many people had high hopes for them.

It can be said that the entire power of the Xuyun Sword Sect was concentrated on her, pressing her to the point of suffocation.

In comparison, Yu Yinxuan didn't look that nervous.

Very calm.

This was not because Yu Yinxuan suddenly had an epiphany last night, but because she knew she had little chance and had already started.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t get in, but if you do, you’ll make a lot of money.

"Nervous, of course I'm nervous. There are so many talented people here. With my strength, I don't know if I can beat them."

Xu Chen didn't need to pretend at all, his hands were shaking as he spoke.

Of course he was nervous. It would be strange if he wasn't nervous.

After passing this Yinlin, you will cross the Sansheng River!

"I knew you would be nervous, Junior Brother. Can you be more mature like me, your Senior Sister? Stay calm in everything."

Ye Miao felt much better when she saw that Xu Chen was also nervous, and pretended to be calm.

"That's what senior sister said."

Xu Chen nodded, pretending not to see the nervousness in Ye Miaoyi's eyes, and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if Senior Sister doesn't make it into the top sixteen. The Three Lives River is all about luck, and it has nothing to do with strength."

Ye Miaoyi was stunned.

It was the first time she heard such words.

"The Saint will definitely win."

These are the words she hears the most, so she worries about what will happen if she doesn't win the championship or even makes it into the top 16.

That's why she feels pressured.

It was the first time she heard the words "It's okay if you don't like it", and she found it a little funny for a moment.

My junior brother is indeed different from others.