292: C292 homopolymerization

C292 homopolymerization

"Alright, you just need to remember these people. When the time comes, don't be careless. Let's go. Oh, right, this is for you."2

Seeing the crowd on the street lessen, Mo Xu took the initiative to walk down the stairs. As he passed by Ye Xuan, he seemed to have thought of something, took out a small thing from his arms, and handed it over to Ye Xuan.

The little thing was a jade chip, and it was around the size of a finger. Ye Xuan didn't know why Mo Xu gave him such a thing.

"This is an imprint that I refined myself. I can feel its location. If you really encounter any irreparable danger, crush it. I will appear as fast as I can." Mo Xu said without even turning his head around, his figure gradually disappearing from the hall, leaving behind only Ye Xuan's dumbstruck expression.

The square in the western part of the city was incomparably large. If one were to calculate by standing, one would be able to stand several tens of thousands of people. At the center of the square, there was a square platform that was dozens of feet wide.

When Ye Xuan and Mo Xu arrived at the plaza, the plaza was also filled with a sea of people, making it impossible to see the end of the plaza, because the competition had not started yet, sounds of conversation could be heard one after another. Raising their heads, they saw that on the stage, there were already dozens of people.

"Quickly look at the stage. Wah, the prince of the Light Wind Empire, Zhao Yan, the young clan master of the Broken Sword Sect, as well as Jiang Zhenglong and Xuan Hua …"

"Tsk, tsk, they are all famous young experts of the Light Wind Empire, especially that Zhao Yan. Not only is he handsome, he is also the future ruler of a nation. If we have any relationship with him, I believe he will not have to worry about food and drinks for the rest of his life."

Wo * *, heard the conversations of the crowd, Ye Xuan almost vomited a mouthful of blood. He had heard that Hua Chi was infatuated with handsome men before, but he had never seen a man infatuated with handsome men.

"Why are they standing up there?" Looking at the dozens of people on the stage, Ye Xuan raised his eyebrow and asked.

"It's because they think that their strength is superior to others, that's why they stand on top of it." Mo Xu replied.

"Then what if his strength is too low?" Ye Xuan once again played his curious baby rhythm and asked.

"Low strength?" The corners of Mo Xu's mouth curled up, and he indicated towards the front with his mouth pursed.

Following Mo Xu's gaze, they saw a commotion in the middle of the crowd.

Among the crowd, there was a man in his thirties with a face full of stubble. He wore a single eyepatch and his face was full of malice. He pushed aside the crowd as he swaggered up the platform with several people behind him.

"Haha, it's been such a lively day. Welcome to our West Riding City. I am truly honored." Once on the high platform, the man laughed loudly: "Isn't this the Young Clan Master of our West Riding City's Broken Sword Sect, Xiao Yu? Why, are you here to join in the fun as well?"

"Why is Sect Master Yang Qing here?"

"Nonsense. Don't look at how ugly Yang Qing is. He's only twenty-nine years old, and just happens to be within the limits of the Clear Wind Peak. Why can't he come?"

"The number one sect in West Riding City, a true local tyrant. To have such accomplishments at such a young age, he can be considered a true hero."

"It's just that he has always been at loggerheads with the Western Beeline City's Broken Sword Sect. Today, the Young Clan Master of Broken Sword Sect's Main Sect is here too. Looks like this matter isn't easy to deal with …"

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