2040: C2040 Qian Lang

C2040 Qian Lang

The sky was blue and white.

In the Zhennan Wang City, on the big city square, there was a sea of people.

Yang Liefeng, Gong Qianye, Du Linlin, Song Qingya, Song Yuan and the others were already in the front row.

Yang Liefeng suddenly felt a wave of killing intent, he looked up and saw Han You Shan, who was at the front row, spitting blood from his anger yesterday. The source of the killing intent was not only from Han You Shan, but also from the charming and beautiful woman beside him.

Without a doubt, the beautiful woman who still retained her charm was Han Yu's mother, Li Yun.

Today, Li Yun had also come to watch the competition and when she saw the person who killed her son, Yang Liefeng's eyes immediately reddened. The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised and also hard to conceal.

Strictly speaking, he could not be blamed for Han Yu's death. He was not the person who directly killed Han Yu, but Han Yu had forced him into a dead end, so he had already shown mercy, but Han Yu still died.

Furthermore, if Han Yu really wanted to kill him, even if he really did kill Han Yu, it would not be wrong.

"Little bastard, you will die a horrible death. The son of I, Li Yun, will not be so easily killed!" Killing intent surged in Li Yun's beautiful eyes as she said angrily in her heart.

Yang Liefeng glanced at Li Yun, then retracted his gaze, and ignored them.

Very soon, a robust, middle-aged figure appeared in the center of the large square in the city. He raised the top-grade amplifying spirit weapon in his hand and placed it in front of his mouth, his voice carrying an extremely powerful Spiritual Energy as it was transmitted into the loudspeaker spirit weapon. Immediately, a voice that was loud enough for everyone in the front row of the crowd in the center of the square to hear rang out, "Yesterday, the group competition of the Heaven's Pride King ended, and 110 geniuses have been chosen."

"Next, from the one hundred and eleven geniuses, we will choose the king of the heaven's pride level experts, the top ten, and the top hundred. We will also determine the rankings of the top ten geniuses and the top hundred proud sons."

So, for the ranking competition, the organizers will first decide who will be ranked in the first place. Of course, the organizers will not casually make a ranking, and the organizers will prioritize the previous selection of the Heaven's Pride King, and the ones who will be ranked at the top, but everyone need not worry, because this is only a temporary ranking. If you have the strength, then you can replace the ranking by challenging the ones ranked at the top.

"The preliminary candidate to be the King of Heaven's Pride will be the person who participated in the previous selection. Other than the King of Heaven's Pride, the person ranked at the top has been chosen."

"The rankings of the top ten heaven's pride experts and the top hundred geniuses are held at the same time, but the king of heaven's pride experts is not allowed to challenge others. Only after determining the rankings of the top ten heaven's pride experts and top hundred geniuses, the top ten geniuses will have the qualifications to challenge the king of heaven's pride experts, and finally decide who is the king of heaven's pride experts!"

"Next, let's look at the projection spirit stones."

As the final sound rang out, the gazes of many of the geniuses turned to the gigantic projection spirit stones. On the projection spirit stones, the names of the chosen ones were displayed, as well as the rankings of the top ten geniuses and top one hundred geniuses.

All the geniuses were searching for their own provisional rankings.

Yang Liefeng, Gong Qianye, Du Linlin, Song Qingya, and Song Yuan's gazes were also quickly sweeping across the projection spirit stones.

"I found it! Little brother Ripping Wind is ranked 60 out of the 100 strongest geniuses!"

Song Qingya said excitedly.

"It was tentatively set at 60, but I'm not sure what the final ranking would be. I think he might be at the bottom."

Just as Song Qingya finished speaking, a sneer came from not too far away.

On the other hand, Yang Liefeng's expression was calm. Gong Qianye, Du Linlin, Song Qingya, instantly frowned, and their gazes all looked towards the speaker.

He saw that it was a young man with a large head, a sturdy body, a short stature, and extremely luxurious clothes.

Obviously, this youth, Yang Liefeng, Gong Qianye, Song Qingya, Song Yuan, did not recognize him, and his eyes revealed a sense of loss. As an elder of a sect in the Southern region, Du Linlin, who had watched many sessions of the selection competition for the Heaven's Pride King, immediately recognized the identity of the person who spoke.

"Sister Du, do you know who that person is?" In the past two days, Song Qingya had also figured out Du Linlin's identity, and knew that she probably knew of her identity. She asked him in a low voice.

Du Linlin's eyes trembled, she looked at the young man with a big head, and said: "His name is Qian Lang, the number one disciple of the Guangjing Sect, and last year's top ten geniuses, although he was last, but he is still a Heaven's Pride, and the last one is even stronger than the top hundred geniuses. Oh right, I forgot to mention, the Guangkun Sect is also a first-rate power in the Southern Domain."

"No matter what, he is still last place." Yang Liefeng said indifferently, his eyes carrying a hint of playfulness and his voice not being suppressed at all. After Qian Lang heard this, his expression immediately sank, looked at Yang Liefeng, and said coldly: "Brat, you're truly crazy enough.

"Fine, no problem. Since you don't even want the last place, I'll grant you that wish." Yang Liefeng said indifferently.

"Hua!"0

And just these few words from Yang Liefeng, were like a thousand huge wave, causing the surrounding crowd to immediately burst into an uproar, as cries of surprise sounded out everywhere.

When they previously heard Yang Liefeng dare to tactfully ridicule Qian Lang, these people were already shocked. Now, when they heard Yang Liefeng 'spoke nonsense', they immediately burst into an uproar.

Qian Lang also did not expect that Yang Liefeng would actually dare to speak to him like this. For a moment, he was stunned, and recovered his senses, his face dark as though he was about to cry. His eyes surged with fury, and his voice ice cold as he said: "You ignorant fool, you are courting death!"

"Something that doesn't know its limits does indeed deserve to die." Yang Liefeng said indifferently.

Eh?

Hearing Yang Liefeng's words, Qian Lang and the surrounding spectators were all stunned. Why did Yang Liefeng suddenly curse at them? What went wrong?

After a moment of blanking out, the corner of Qian Lang's mouth curved up in a cold and proud smile, and he asked playfully: "Kid, can this young master understand that you're trying to submit to this young master? Don't say that I won't give you a chance. Now, kneel on the ground, kowtow three times for me and then lick the sole of my shoes clean. I'll let you go, I'll let bygones be bygones. Is this young master easy to talk to? "

"Haha, so this kid was suddenly terrified!"

"This is too arrogant, isn't it?"

"After all, he was ranked tenth in the last batch of top ten heaven's pride experts." After all, he was ranked tenth in the previous batch of top ten heaven's pride experts.

"You're right. This is truly hilarious. I truly feel that I have shamed myself quite a bit."

"Yeah, no wonder people say that they were struck by lightning. These words are not wrong at all."

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Hearing Qian Lang's words, the surrounding crowd were slightly stunned, and they also thought that it should be as Qian Lang had said, that Yang Liefeng had admitted defeat.

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