1902: C1902 Uninvited Guest

C1902 Uninvited Guest

Ice Emperor was the Lord of Cold Heart Palace, a heroic and proud middle-aged man, with blue hair hanging down from his head, a valiant look on his face, and an air of superiority.

He was in charge of presiding over the Young Hall's Martial Meeting and had come out of seclusion for several months. At this time, as he looked at the hundred thousand Cold Heart Palace disciples, a faint smile appeared on his face: "Have all of you come?"

The disciples had not seen the lord hallmaster for a long time and knew that their chance to show themselves had come. They all bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Sir Ice Emperor."

"No need for formalities." Ice Emperor laughed loudly and said, "Today is the Martial Great Day of the Young Hall Assembly. The top three disciples can enter the Cold Heart Pavilion and only understand the profound mysteries left behind by Sir Ice Emperor before officially becoming the Young Hall Master. Are you all ready? "

"I'm ready!" The disciples' eyes burned with passion as they shouted loudly!

Everyone had been preparing for a long time for this day. Among them, Han Lin, Han Feng, Han Gong, and Qu Nichang, the heaven's pride experts, had their heads held high, waiting for the start of the Martial Competition.

The Martial Competition would be held in the Cold Heart Palace, so no one would be invited outside the hall, but for every disciple, it was a good opportunity for them to leap into the dragon's gate like a carp!

Han Lin of the South Peak looked around arrogantly with eyes full of disdain.

From his point of view, the young hall master was none other than him. And as long as he could obtain first place in the Martial Competition, his name would spread throughout the entire border!

Han Feng's eyes were calm and composed. Beside him, Han Qingrou was also filled with anticipation.

As for Han Gong, his fighting spirit was not any weaker than Han Lin's. It was likely that he was also full of confidence in the position of the Young Hall Master!

The Martial Competition was about to begin. The 100,000 disciples made their preparations and stepped onto the martial stage in succession.

"Ni Chang, you should go too. Don't disappoint me." Ice Emperor looked at the girl with a gratified expression and nodded lightly.

"Yes, Master." After so much anticipation, Qu Nichang was the first to step onto the martial stage. She was pure and pure, and the first thing she did was to attract the disciples' attention.

"Just how high is the talent of the Holy Maiden?" Han Lin looked at Qu Nichang's figure with greed in his eyes.

"The Holy Maiden is a disciple appointed by His Highness Ice Emperor, her cultivation is unfathomable, how could we have guessed that?" Han Feng chuckled. He glanced at Han Lin and disagreed.

"Han Feng, I really look forward to your cultivation as the strongest North Peak expert. When the time comes, you and I will go up on stage and we will never disappoint anyone." Han Lin sneered. There was a hidden meaning within his words.

Han Feng smiled faintly and retracted his gaze.

"Wait …" At this moment, Han Fei suddenly noticed something and cried out in alarm!

"Fei'er, what's wrong?" Han Lin looked at Han Fei beside him in surprise.

"Th-that's … who is that?" Han Fei pointed at the martial stage with eyes full of surprise. At this moment, no one knew what was going on as they all cast their gazes towards it.

It was not only the disciples, but even the elders of the Southern North Peak also noticed the abnormality and looked towards the martial stage, and their pupils couldn't help but constrict!

"Hur hur, what's coming, has it finally come?" At the very back of the crowd, an old man dressed in rags and linen robes calmly spoke.

When Qu Nichang had ascended to the martial stage, there was already someone standing there. This person was bald, wore an icy blue monastic robe, had a straight posture, and was wearing a silent expression.

"You are …" Qu Nichang looked at the handsome monk and realized that she had never seen this person before.

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar as loud chattering could be heard. Everyone was curious and angry at the unexpected guest that appeared on the martial stage!

Before anyone could ask, the young monk put his hands together and said:

"Your Highness Ice Emperor, Sect Leader Han, and all of you come with Cold Heart Palace. I do not wish to trouble you, and I hope you will forgive me. However, I wish to announce an important matter and humbly request for your convenience. "

As he spoke, the young monk's gaze was focused on Qu Nichang the entire time. A slight ripple appeared in his eyes as he continued to observe her.

"Someone, knock him off the martial stage!" A calm voice came out of Ice Emperor's mouth, carrying a bone-piercing killing intent!

Seven or eight old men in blue robes walked out from the crowd and jumped onto the stage, staring at the young monk.2

"Are you going down yourself, or are we going to invite you down?" Han Wuji stood in front, his tone full of killing intent!

"You want to invite me down?" The young monk grinned and said lightly, "You are not qualified!"

With a bang, an invisible Boxing Aura pierced Han Wuji's chest and burst out from his back, causing a mist of blood to explode!

Han Wuji's pupils suddenly constricted. His shocked eyes were filled with confusion. He slowly lowered his head to look at the bloody hole that had exploded in his chest. Blood kept flowing out and it was an appalling sight …

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