ormation about me wouldn't be any less, right""Nonsense," Chongxuan scoffed: "You represent the state of Qi, with all eyes on you throughout the land. Who wouldn't keep an eye on you""Then he explaine...> When Yu Xi's shout rang out, Liang had already been forced back by the powerful opponent, his divine body shattered, and the wolf picture destroyed.

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Only a small, thin heap remained, lying on the ground.

Pain but powerlessness.

This feeling.

It's like... lying alone on the prairie, waiting for the process of decay.

I'm so tired.

That was a blurry thought in his mind. Why had he been abandoned on the prairie in the first place

No one knows, but even as an infant, he already possessed vague thinking abilities.

This kind of "predestined fate" is considered evil in the teachings of the Cangtu Temple because it "goes against the natural order" and should be burned.

So he never revealed himself.

Although this "pre-natal wisdom" didn't bring any useful memories, it was nothing more than starting to think earlier than others. There were plenty of confused kids around his age of eight or nine, and his wisdom wasn't much stronger than theirs.

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It's just...

He just remembered, vaguely.

He was still an infant.

That feeling of hunger, weakness, and the sense of waiting to die. Just like now.

It's just that there was no such she-wolf anymore, no such "mother" to lick him warmly.

That's it.

I struggled to survive...

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In the blood that stained his whole body, the green light in his eyes vanished.

In his fading consciousness, he felt warmth.

"The victor! Qi Guo Chong Xuan Zun!" Yu Xi thus proclaimed.

Zhong Xuan unclenched his fist and stood up slowly.

The inner brilliance dimmed.

The moonlit stage, now empty of silver light, became a hiding place for the dense packs of wolf demons. As darkness descended, they vanished with it...

Fading away.

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Zhong Xuan turned and walked towards his own dimming sun. His left hand was shrouded in moonlight, like holding a white cloth, slowly and meticulously wiping the blood from his right fist.

When the moonlight faded, his fists were once again clean and pale.

Five fingers spread out form a beautiful and powerful curve.

He reached forward and grasped the sun. The five divine powers' light swirled around the sun, repairing its radiance.

Everyone was watching him, some in admiration, some in awe.

As it turns out, the power of the Tianfu lies not only in its Five Divine Abilities but also in the fact that Tianfu itself is inherently powerful.

Not until Yu Xi's proclamation rang out once more did many realize that there were other battles still raging on the field.

The victor, Zhongshan Wei Sun of the state of Jing!

As expected, Zhongshan Weishun representing the state of Jing defeated Fan Wujue from the state of Li.

This prodigious talent from a small nation, whose legend had grown so tall, could not ultimately reach further heights.

But the Yellow River's eight-strong lineup in the tournament is already a feat that Li Guo has never achieved since its founding!

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This result means that they have already qualified to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.

As for whether they develop it themselves or exchange the qualification with other countries, that is their own business.

At least, they already have a choice.

Many times people are not afraid of difficulties, what frightens people is the lack of hope.

To have the ability to choose is something many countries dream of!

After the great war, Zhong Shan Weixin stood on the martial arts platform, looking calmly in all directions, ready to meet the fervent gazes from all sides.

As for the just-concluded battle, he considered himself to have performed exceptionally well.

Fan Wushù is by no means an ordinary talent. He is rich in strategy, unwavering in his resolve, and possesses extraordinary fighting prowess... He fights with steady steps, consolidating his advantages bit by bit, with a majestic formation that locks onto victory.

Although the scene may not seem splendid, it's all because he foresaw the flaws in advance and repeatedly foiled Fan Wujue's attempts. It is indeed great skill achieved through simplicity and lack of ostentation.

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The truly skilled warrior leaves no trace of their victories.

Thinking about the gathering of prodigies at the Yellow River, there are still quite a few people with vision. When they can see his excellence.

But "casually" glanced around...

It seems like no one is watching him.

Only from the delegation of Mu Guo came sparse cheers, lacking any real fervor.

Haven't you eaten yet

He was thinking.

Yu Xi's urging voice already reached my ears: "Please step down, the Heavenly Pride of the Shepherd Nation, and prepare for the next round of the official match!"

On second glance, the other winners were already down below. Some were catching their breath, some meditating, some recovering... Only he stood there, dazed.

He is the one who finishes last.

Zhongshan Weishun smiled and straightened his clothes before flying off the stage.

No matter who sees it, no matter how others see it, Zhongshan's style should not be lost!

As soon as he had barely left, the four martial arts platforms began to rumble and move, as if driving him away.

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After all, with six Supreme Beings descending upon the Viewing River Terrace in their Dharma forms, no one really had the patience to wait for him to put on a show.

Zhan Shan Wei Sun landed awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed. He turned his head and saw the four martial arts platforms before him gradually merging into one.

Throughout the entire world, there was only this one martial arts platform left.

There are still two more battles to be held on this martial arts platform.

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The four finalists will be divided into two groups, with the winners of each group advancing to a final match to determine the champion.

As for who is third and who is fourth, it doesn't matter.

Throughout history, no one has wanted to watch the losing teams at the Yellow River Meeting.

The four finalists of the Huanging Tournament's outer pavilion, in order of their ranking, are Dou Zhao from the Chu State, Yan Shaofei from the Wei State, Chongxuan Zun from the Qi State, and Weishun Zhongshan from the Jing State.

These four people are the most talented individuals among all the foreign prodigies from the various countries under heaven.

Needless to say, Gan Chang'an was unfortunate to have met Dou Zhao prematurely, and Liang encountered the heavy Xuan Zun. Otherwise, how could they have…

An excuse is an excuse for the weak, but a shame for the geniuses.

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Reaching the top eight is all that Gan Chang'an and Na Liang were able to achieve in the end.

Regret or pain, all of that too.

Yu Xi reached out a finger, and the curtain of light, like a painting scroll, once again unfolded above the martial arts platform.

Even Ye Lan'er, the first beauty of Chu State, watched the screen intently, eagerly awaiting the allocation results.

Four celestial prodigies from outside the city, their names swirled on the light curtain.

Then stop.

Jing Guo Zhong Shan Wei Sun, faced off against Wei Guo Yan Shao Fei.

The Chu state's Dou Zhao faced off against the Qi state's Chong Xuan Zun.

"Sigh." Yelan let out a soft sigh.

That slight frown has already broken many hearts.

For the vast majority of spectators present, this was undoubtedly a disappointing pairing result.

In previous rounds of the main competition, Chu Guo Dou Shao and Qi Guo Chong Xuan were undoubtedly the two most outstanding prodigies. They even stood alone in their performance. Their meeting at the peak to determine the winner is the ideal plot.

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The two favorites for the championship have met in an early clash, which is a pity.

But that's just how the rules of the real game work, and no one can change them.

In contrast, the people from Jingguo present breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhongshan Weisun is simply the son of destiny! Every step he takes along the way has been perfectly fortunate.

First, let's not talk about the first round against the five nations alliance's prodigies. In the second round, he faced Fan Wujue, the only prodigy from a small country among the top eight. The third round saw him avoid the two most dazzling peerless prodigies once again, and in the semi-finals, he was the only one who wasn't from a hegemon nation.

All the way to now, he hasn't exposed much of his strength at all and has barely consumed any energy. There's a trend that he's saving his trump cards for the end.

This is not destiny, what is destiny

“Damn it.” Even Xiahou Lie, the brave Cavalry General, couldn’t help but mutter, “Has a fire broken out on the ancestral graves of the Zhongshan family”

This is more than just emitting smoke!

“Cough.” The imposing Murong Longce quickly stepped forward to stop him. “National destiny, national destiny.”

He was too exhausted. A yellow relic was already out of place, and now General Xiahou What's going on

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Who would say such things about their own prodigy

Others don't have confidence in your family's prodigy, and you even say he relies on luck

Although it was said with a teasing tone, they all knew that Zhongshan Weishun definitely had the ability to win the championship.

But for a dignified general like him, the Grand Cavalry Prefect, to speak in such a manner, so unrestrained... wouldn't it be a laughingstock if word got out

The six supreme beings' appearances are all present!

Xiahoulie finally knew he had spoken too much, so he smoothed things over: "It's both luck and skill. Luck is a kind of skill too!"

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No matter what expectations people held, the final two battles of the tournament were finally about to begin.

The first battle to begin was between Zhongshan Weizhi, the grandson of Zhongshan Yanwen, the great general of Jingguo Eagle-Raising Guards, and Yan Shaofei, a wandering swordsman from Wei.

In terms of background, status, resources, and influence... this is a lopsided matchup.

Meanwhile, Chong Xuan and Dou Zhao, who remained beneath the stage awaiting the next battle, tacitly sat down cross-legged and closed their eyes to meditate.

Obviously, they only saw each other as rivals, focused solely on regaining their peak condition quickly, and paid little attention to the battle at hand.

This is truly arrogant.

But no one felt they didn't deserve it, their previous performance had already been enough to conquer the audience.

Among the spectators in the stands, besides those from Jing and Wei, there was a clear lack of interest.

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But no matter how others view it, no matter how much it is not expected.

For the two people left on this, the only remaining fighting stage.

This is the battle that decided their fate.

This is their own... battle of honor.

If someone is watching, we have to fight with everything we've got.

Even if no one is watching, one must strive with all their might.came into view and screamed loudly.With a casual gesture, Jiang Wang lifted the falling planks of wood, chairs... everything that had tumbled from the second-floor room and placed them in a corner. Wi...