C63 final (1/2)

Chi Mo laughed, ”Brother Dong's skills are still better than mine. I never thought that even my 'Haoyue Bow' would be unable to stop Brother Dong's Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Sea.”

Just then, Sun Jian walked over. When he was awake, he was surprised that his injuries had recovered so much. But when he felt the remaining coldness of Dong Lang's body, he knew that it was Dong Lang who saved him. At this time, Yi Peng was finally awake. Seeing the zhenyuan Ancient Well wave free in his dantian, he thought that there was still something strange, maybe Chi Mo or Dong Lang had extended a helping hand. He saw Dong Lang and Chi Mo in the air, and also saw that the formation he had set up was completely broken.

”Thank you very much.” The two men on the ground said to the two men in the air.

”Hahaha, the winner this time is Chi Mo, Dong Lang Group.” Wu Daozi's voice came from the horizon.

”Awesome.” Dong Lang and Chi Mo looked at each other and laughed.

”Congratulations.” Receiving their assistance, the enmity Sun Jian and Yi Peng had towards them had been reduced by a lot.

After victory in the second round, Dong Lang bid farewell to Chi Mo and then left. Dong Lang did not return, he only planned to find a place to cultivate and see if he could level up to the eighth level. After all, the seventh level was still a little untenable for him. This time, they had to get rid of that caldron, and the caldron just so happened to be injected with extremely cold water. It might really be dangerous, but the most important thing right now was to raise their own strength. Do you want to take a look at Shu Qin and the others? There are three months until the finals anyway, so let's go take a look. ” Dong Lang stepped onto the air and in less than half an incense stick of time, he had already arrived at the entrance of the Everlasting Pavilion. Dong Lang slowed down his pace, and slowly arrived at the place where Shu Qin was competing in, a large round stage, surrounded by a sparse amount of disciples watching. Dong Lang stood in the air, looking down on everything below.

Hearing these words, Dong Lang was shocked in his heart. ”Who spoke? Such an old voice, no matter how you looked at it, it did not sound like the voices of the disciples below. ”

”I am Wu Jizi.” Seemingly seeing that Dong Lang did not make a move, Wu Jizi said another sentence and took a step forward from under the tree. Using this movement, Dong Lang saw that when his gaze swept over there, there was actually no one there. Wu Jizi seemed to be a part of that tree, as though he was one and couldn't be seen.

Seeing it was Wu Jizi, Dong Lang finally landed on one knee. As he knelt, a thin layer of ice formed around the rhinoceros on the ground. Disciple Sword Pavilion Four Palace Chief Disciple Dong Lang greets Master Ancestor. ” When Dong Lang got down from the stage, everyone saw that there was someone watching them fight in the air.

”Stand up, Little Friend, how are you free to come to our Everlasting Pavilion?” Wu Jizi stroked his beard and asked.

”Disciple will support Shu Qin.” Dong Lang scratched his head, and told the truth.

”Hur Hur Hur. Go on, Shu Qin will arrive in two incense's time. ” After saying that, Wu Jizi took a step back and leaned against the tree. He closed his eyes to rest, then disappeared.

”Hey, did you see that? The place he stood was frozen.” ”He is Dong Lang.” ”What a handsome youth.” All kinds of discussions were being whispered all at once. Dong Lang looked around, but he did not see Shu Qin, nor did he see Shu Jian. I'm really not in a hurry. ” Dong Lang sighed. Dong Lang stood there for a while, the surrounding temperature continuously dropping, thus Dong Lang once again stepped in the air. Two incense sticks of time passed by quickly, and Shu Qin arrived wearing a simple dress. From the air, Dong Lang could easily see that Shu Jian was behind him, and of course, Shu Qin could also see him. Dong Lang walked up to greet him. Shu Jian took the initiative to pat and pinch Dong Lang. A few days ago when they met, Shu Jian had also given Dong Lang a big hug, who would have thought that the moment they touched Dong Lang, most of them would immediately freeze over, Dong Lang anxiously ordered his zhenyuan to stop, which allowed Shu Jian to escape the danger of being frozen. Now that Shu Jian had become smart, he had wrapped the zhenyuan around his body in advance. Dong Lang also walked in front of Shu Qin, ”Good luck, I won the second round.” Dong Lang patted Shu Qin's shoulders and said to her. Just as Dong Lang finished speaking, Shu Qin's face suddenly flushed red.

”What's wrong, Shu Qin, are you not feeling well?” Dong Lang looked at the somewhat unnatural Shu Qin as he reached out his hand to rest it on Shu Qin's forehead. It would be fine if he did not put it down, but now that he had placed it down, Shu Qin's face was even redder. ”I'm fine, why is it so red?” Dong Lang muttered.