900: C900 Ranking Tournament Finals

C900 Ranking Tournament Finals

As the first light of dawn shone through, the quiet venue began to get lively.

Quite a few spectators had come early to the arena to pick a good spot, so as to be able to watch the soul-stirring Ranking Tournament from a closer distance.

The battle from before had thoroughly caught their interest.

What they discussed every day was simply a single topic.

In the end, who could take first place?

Evidently, there were close to 80% of the spectators that were optimistic about Shao Dong.

Although you don't like him, with your fighting strength right here, you can't deny it.

Seeing that the venue was bustling and Mao Erming was covered in perspiration, Chu Yun shook his head helplessly: "It's better if you quickly go take a bath and rest up."

Starting from the ranking war horse, Mao Erming cultivated for an entire night, and it was unknown how much of his fighting strength he could display.

Fortunately, this was only a competition of forty to twenty, so it wasn't important.

Unless Mao Erming was unlucky, he would not be able to meet a strong opponent in this round.

"Thank you, eldest senior brother."

Mao Erming's heart surged. After deeply feeling Chu Yun's killing move, he was so excited that he couldn't extricate himself from the bottom of his heart.

All his fatigue was gone in an instant.

This killing move, although not a battle skill, Mao Erming knew very well how strong it was.

Especially the last attack, which came so suddenly, without any warning at all.

When he heard that this killing move was created by Chu Yun in his early years, his heart grew even more respectful.

It had to be said that the eldest senior brother was indeed terrifying.

"That's right, in today's battle, remember not to use it."

Before leaving, Chu Yun reminded Mao Erming.

Mao Erming nodded, he understood that the reason for Chu Yun's actions was to lower the other party's wariness.

In the face of battle, no matter how arrogant Shao Dong was, he would definitely pay more attention to Mao Erming's matches.

If he was not careful and used this killing move, Shao Dong would have thought of a plan in advance.

The reason why ultimate skills were considered absolute skills was because they were hidden in the bottom of the chest. If others could see through them, what else could they be called?

"Eldest senior brother, I'll remember it."

Mao Erming adjusted his breathing and quickly walked towards the resting room.

Chu Yun wanted to teach Mao Erming a few combat skills, but there was no way he could do it.

Helpless, he could only hand over the Killing technique.

The actions were all simple actions. It was nothing more than using simplicity to the extreme.

As the saying goes, if one does not work hard and returns to his original nature, this is the logic.

Back then, when he taught this move to the Great Sage, the Great Sage's battle prowess rose so much that it could be seen with the naked eye.

He hoped that Mao Erming would also be able to perform well.

"You really went to teach him?"

Cheng Bining was a little surprised. She had thought that Chu Yun was joking.

Time was running out, how could he make it in time?

"Of course."

Chu Yun was very confident, he looked at Mao Erming who was fighting on the stage and could not help but let out a wry smile.

It was obvious that Mao Erming had expended most of his energy to cultivate last night, and now that he was on the stage, his strength was insufficient.

If not for his rich experience and the fact that his opponent wasn't so strong, he would have already been defeated.

"Looks like the results aren't that good."

Cheng Bining smiled indifferently. Usually, Chu Yun's performance was too omnipotent, to the point that she was secretly impressed.

Seeing Chu Yun being humiliated occasionally, he was still very happy.

Chu Yun did not argue, and laughed: "Wait until the two of them meet, everything will be revealed."

"Right now, I'm only afraid that if Mao Erming doesn't touch Shao Dong, he will be eliminated."

Cheng Bining looked at the stage helplessly. This competition, which Mao Erming should have the upper hand, was actually evenly matched right now.

Fortunately, in the end, when Mao Erming was at the brink of despair, he exploded with all his potential and defeated his opponent in one go.

He almost collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

"Tsk tsk."

Seeing that, Shao Dong's mouth revealed a disdainful smile.

It was simply a dream that he was still delusional enough to think of defeating her at such a crucial moment.

"Young Master Dong, isn't this Mao Erming too weak?"

"Fighting with you at this level has humiliated the young master's reputation."

"Boring. Truly boring."

"Young Master's first name will be decided."

Those lackeys would naturally not let go of such a good opportunity. Each of them began to flatter the other.

"When I first saw him clamoring so loudly, I thought he had some skill. But now, it seems, it's no more than a joke."

After Shao Dong let out a few sneers, he started to size up the remaining Patrol s.

Fortunately, as long as he didn't overturn the boat, almost no one could beat him.

The feeling of being able to stand out in a flock of chickens was indeed very comfortable.

After forty to twenty, another twenty to ten.

Mao Erming was still surrounded by danger, and relying on his luck at chess, he barely defeated his opponent.

As for Shao Dong, although there were some troubles, but as a whole, everything went smoothly.

The two of them formed a stark contrast.

A day's time quickly passed by.

In the evening, Chu Yun brought Mao Erming to an empty resting room and continued to instruct him on the flaws in his techniques.

Mao Erming studied very hard, and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

"How does it feel to be in the top ten?"

Chu Yun asked with a smile.

Even if he did not teach Mao Erming, with his fighting strength, he would be able to enter the top five.

"Eldest Senior Brother, as long as we can defeat Shao Dong, I don't mind being in ninth place."

Mao Erming's eyes were serious, he was not only fighting for Chu Yun's reputation, he was also fighting for his own faith.

"I will."

Chu Yun patted Mao Erming's shoulder, "Tomorrow is the final battle, I will get Wu Liu to separate you guys. What you need to do now is to go all the way and kill your way to the finals, then defeat Shao Dong and take first place!"

"I understand."

Mao Erming clenched his fists tightly as his will tenaciously surged.

This time, Chu Yun only let Mao Erming cultivate for the first half of the night.

He had plenty of time to rest.

After all, the finals were coming up soon, and he couldn't afford to be careless.

Seeing that they were about to enter the finals, the temperature remained high.

The main hall was full. Sometimes, there was clearly no longer room for more people, but there were still many residents trying their best to squeeze their way in.

They were all aboriginals of the Luofu and had always lived here.

The Patrolling Hall was a symbol of the Luofu back then.

Even though it had declined later on, everyone still had some initial traces of nostalgia towards the tour hall.

Now that they were able to personally watch the tour hall slowly climb back to its peak, there was no need to mention how happy they were in their hearts.

"Big brother, you're here."

In a private room, Hong looked excitedly at the person who came.

"I was busy a few days ago and delayed Dong'er's match. Ai."

Hong Haotian had a tall stature, his footsteps like a tiger's.

Other than the first day that he rushed over, Hong Haotian had not been able to make it in the remaining days.

Today was the day of the finals, and he had come early. It was obvious that he took this matter very seriously.

"What has Uncle been busy with recently?"

Shao Yongzhen took the initiative to chat with him, "In the recent days, many unfamiliar experts have suddenly appeared in Luofu. It's a little strange."

"The thirteenth prince of the Golden Meng Country has died. According to them, he died near our Luofu."

Hong Haotian sighed, and said rather helplessly: "If he's dead, then let him be, what do you think is the meaning of implicating our Luofu? "This is great, I have to deal with different envoys every day, I have no way to escape from them!"

"Thirteenth Prince of the Golden Meng Kingdom?"

Hong's eyes flashed with a strange light, and then he sighed: "I've seen him before, he's a great talent. I heard that his talent isn't weak, and that the future crown prince of the Golden Meng Country will most likely be him!"

"Gold and jade are mixed in."

Hong Haotian coldly snorted, "He's just a lecherous person, he won't make much of a scene."

"Uh, ahem."

Hearing this, Shao Yong coughed dryly twice with a strange expression.

Hong Haotian just realised that his nephew Shao Dong was the biggest pervert in the Luofu.

Compared to the thirteenth prince of the Golden Meng Kingdom, he was even more lecherous.

Since Shao Dong had criticized the thirteenth prince, he couldn't help but take a bullet.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Hong Haotian waved his hands impatiently. Everyday, he had to cooperate with the messengers and do all kinds of investigations, which made him extremely frustrated.

Now that he finally had a day's worth of free time, he naturally didn't want to talk about this.

"I heard that Dong'er entered the top ten with a crushing momentum. How is it?"

Hong Haotian laughed heartily.

"Taking first place is as easy as picking a bag."

When Shao Yong said this, his eyes flashed with a trace of pride.

His son was able to achieve great things on the field. As a father, his face was glowing.

"In a while, call Dong'er over. I have a treasure for you."

Hong Haotian suddenly said.

Even though Hong Lingtong was puzzled, he still went.

"Uncle, you're looking for me?"

After a while, Shao Dong walked in high spirited, his mouth raised in a smile, obviously very confident.

"Kid, you've grown quite a bit these past few years."

Hong Haotian laughed, a look of love flashing past his eyes.

Because Hong Haotian hadn't had a son for many years, he doted on Shao Dong as if he was his own son.

"Taking first place can also be considered as adding honor to my uncle and parents."

Shao Dong beamed, as though the first name was already in his grasp.0

"I have to say, the Patrol Hall has indeed recovered quite a bit these past few years. Even I am envious of the fact that they were able to come up with such a precious reward."

Hong Haotian shook his head, a light flashed past his eyes, and he laughed: "Dong'er, you must take first place, do not let anything go wrong!"

"Of course!"

Shao Dong nodded. Even without his uncle saying anything, he would still do his best to fight for first place.

"Take this feather."

Hong Haotian took something out from his bosom. It was a sharp feather the size of a pinky, and its surface emitted a piercing cold light: "The feathers on the life and death realm Beasts are incomparably sharp.

"So magical?"

Shao Dong's eyes lit up, he was overjoyed.

Although he was very confident in his first place, if he added in this Feather, even that little bit of risk would be gone.

"Big Bro has thought it through!"

Hong laughed as if he was covering his mouth, "What I'm most afraid of is overturning the boat in the sewer. With these feathers, Dong'er will be completely safe!"

"Hurry up and thank your uncle!"

Shao Yong was ecstatic in his heart.

The reward for their first place was just too generous, to the point that they were tempted.

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