Chapter 94: End of Summer Festival
Chapter 94: End of Summer Festival
Yu Sheng remained silent.
Not long ago, she rejected Gu Zhuo's invitation to fight in front of the ring, smiled gently and said something like "there are many enlightened people", saying that she very much welcomed the arrival of a siege.
At that time, Gu Zhuo's reaction was very calm, and the final answer he gave was the word "reasonable", followed by silence and waiting.
But she never thought that nearly an hour later, she would recall this sentence in this situation.
With her character, she would not get angry because of this...
Well, there is indeed no shame or anger, but there are many other complex emotions.
Yu Sheng thought about these things silently.
"you win."
She uttered these three words seemingly calmly, then walked a few steps casually, found a stone in the ruins, sat down, and closed her eyes.
Gu Zhuo thought, this is what you should say. Isn’t it me who lost?
Why be so condescending?
At this moment, the voice of the Immaculate Monk suddenly sounded, full of emotion and admiration.
"If I hadn't known that this was Cangshan, the Taoist temple of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and that it had nothing to do with you, I would have really thought that this was your territory."
People always say that a bystander sees more clearly.
However, the young monk was very sure that even if he had sensed the time when the blue thunder would fall, he would never be able to open the black umbrella behind him in time like Gu Zhuo did to cover up the aura and obscure the sky.
This requires not only a strong perception of the breath of heaven and earth, but also sufficient familiarity with Cangshan, a world independent of heaven and earth.
Under normal circumstances, this is the advantage of time and place that only the owner of the dojo can have.
How could the little monk not be deeply moved by this?
For some reason, after Yu Sheng heard these words, his eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened.
She looked at the Immaculate Monk intently, carefully memorizing the name and appearance of this little bald monk as well as his smile at the moment, and continued to remain silent.
Gu Zhuo was very satisfied with what the little monk said, so he stopped talking.
More importantly, he is really tired now.
If Yu Sheng was completely exhausted after throwing that shot and no longer had any chance of fighting, becoming a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered, then he was just a little better than her, that's all.
Whether it is true essence or spirit.
At this time, he was already at his limit.
Although the bullet did not hit him directly, the distance between them was only a few feet, and he was seriously injured.
The wind and snow never stop.
The chill did not subside with the passage of time, but became even more intense with the approaching morning.
At this moment, the black umbrella in his hand was taken away.
There was a loud sound.
Lin Wanyi held up a black umbrella, wanting to shield him from the falling snow, but she found that the umbrella was too broken and could not block the snow at all.
So she pushed Gu Zhuo to sit down without any hesitation and stood in front of him.
The cliffside has become a ruin.
The snow is gone.
After the thunder, the clouds dispersed and the starlight fell with difficulty, illuminating a corner of the mountain.
Bai Langxing looked dazed, as if he was still immersed in the process of the battle and unable to accept the real scenes that had appeared before.
The little monk smiled foolishly and was happy for his friend.
Yu Sheng remained silent.
Lin Wanyi held up a broken umbrella and used her body as a wall to block out the cold.
Gu Zhuo was sitting behind her.
I saw her waist-length hair flying like a painting, her thin skirt wrapped tightly around her body because of the cold wind, and the scenery was vague.
"really big."
"Ok?"
"Nothing, I meant your sleeve."
"I think the sleeves look nice, but they're not very convenient for fighting."
The two chatted casually, waiting for the morning light to come.
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God is not dead.
The people on the ground had long passed the stage of being stunned and were now discussing the battle intensely, feeling a strong excitement of witnessing history with their own eyes.
In contrast, the powerful men from various sects on the flying boat maintained a strange silence.
The atmosphere was very depressing.
Until the bitter boat monk spoke.
This great Zen master looked at Pei Jinge and asked in a serious voice, "Master Pei, this is against the rules, isn't it?"
The people present are not blind, nor are they ordinary people who are satisfied as long as there is excitement to watch. They have real interests in the summer festival held every four years.
How could Yu Sheng's earlier shot, which drew on the might of heavenly thunder and condensed it into a spear tip and fired it, be something that the summer festival candidates could accomplish?
Not to mention that Gu Zhuo was able to survive this shot.
Pei Jinge said: "What's wrong with the rules?"
Kuzhou Monk had no expression on his face and said directly: "Yu Sheng is obviously not following the rules, and Gu Zhuo is even more unruly than her. The existence of these two people has made the summer festival ridiculous."
Seeing that the Zen sect spoke first, representatives from many sects followed suit.
Even the sword sects were silent.
This is really hard to justify.
Pei Jinge smiled.
"What you said is really interesting. Is Gu Zhuo breaking the rules?"
She said bluntly: "Does it follow that others should go out on the streets and shout that they are the peerless genius who has never appeared in the world, so that the whole world knows how great he is, and this is in accordance with the rules?"
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That quiet little building in the north city.
The middle-aged man from the Tianming Sect was silent for a long time, looking at the picture reflected on the screen with a numb expression.
He turned around, looked at Xiu Hu Zhenren and asked bitterly: "We can't even beat Gu Zhuo with this, what should we do now?"
"I do not know either."
Xiu Hu Zhenren's eyes were blank, and he said in a daze: "How can there be such a thing in this world? How can there be such a person?"
“Is this actually God’s will?”
At this point, the old man's body seemed to suddenly lose all strength, and he muttered to himself: "It's over, everything is over, we have no chance anymore."
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Jinghai.
When Yu Sheng said "You win" in person, the moment he said these three words, the world suddenly became silent.
His Majesty the Emperor suddenly said, "Great."
The queen remained silent.
His Majesty continued: "But this really does not make any sense."
The queen still didn't speak.
Not long ago, she had told Pei Jinge with certainty that Gu Zhuo was at most second.
She had said similar things to people a long time ago, and had expressed regret and emotion about it several times without concealing it.
So, she doesn't want to talk now.
His Majesty the Emperor finally said: "So there must be a truth in this that you and I have not discovered."
Having said this, he suddenly put down his fishing rod, stood up and walked along the lake.
The eunuch leader standing in the back was surprised when he saw this scene, and wondered how long it had been since His Majesty had tried to calm his mind in this way?
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Just as the people of the Divine Capital had never imagined the intensity of this battle, those examinees who later defended the arena and were led by the light of heaven also had not expected the ruins on the cliff.
The young master from Yinping Xie family looked at this scene in shock, wondering if the blue lightning had fallen here.
Then his gaze fell on Gu Zhuo, and he discovered that this strong man who had the greatest hope of winning the first place in the Summer Festival was extremely weak, as if he would be eliminated in the next moment.
Does this represent some possible reality?
His expression remained unchanged, only a hint of surprise was revealed in his eyes, worthy of his identity as a child of an aristocratic family.
What on earth happened here before? Was the previous level so terrifying?
"Excuse me……"
Xie Daofei looked past Lin Wanyi and looked at Gu Zhuo and asked, "What happened here before?" Gu Zhuo looked at this person.
"There were a few fights."
His voice was a little weak: "Because I want the summer festival to end here."
It was not until this time that Lin Wanyi, who arrived halfway, knew why Gu Zhuo was fighting.
Xie Daofei was silent for a moment, then said seriously: "You are obviously no longer able to fight, do you still want to stick to this decision?"
Gu Zhuo hummed.
The voice was very light, and it made her look even more tired.
Xie Daofei was sure that he had not heard wrong, and his expression became extremely complicated.
But in the end he said nothing and did nothing. He quietly found a place to stand and waited in silence.
Not long after, candidates successfully defended the other two arenas and were able to reach this cliff.
The scene gradually became lively.
Xie Daofei looked at the scene between scenes and thought that this should be about the same.
Without waiting for Gu Zhuo to speak, he directly explained the current situation to the candidates and accurately conveyed the meaning that the summer festival ended here.
It’s just boring that the young master of Yinping Xie family slightly emphasized that this ruin was caused by Gu Zhuo, and used this tragic battle situation to give advice, because he was very impressed by Gu Zhuo.
The reactions of those candidates were very similar. Their first reaction was surprise and shock.
No one could refuse to accept this absurd proposal.
Then the two men looked at Gu Zhuo, and seeing his weak appearance, they couldn't help but feel extremely angry.
If you were in your prime, you would be qualified to say this, and we would be forced to agree with you.
But now?
You are obviously seriously injured, the blade of your sword is broken, and you are so weak that you will be eliminated if you can't catch your breath. Why do you say such a thing to us? Why do you block everyone's bright future?
Absolutely ridiculous!
Ridiculous!
The candidates looked at each other and their eyes fell on the little monk.
Someone asked, "Wugui Monk, do you support Gu Zhuo?"
The little monk guessed what these people were thinking. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "No objection."
Bai Langxing remained silent.
Being first in the summer festival is indeed important, but what he wants is the real first place, not a first place obtained by taking shortcuts.
It meant nothing to him.
After making sure that he could not defeat Gu Zhuo, he decided not to move forward even a single step and stayed where he was.
None of these people knew Yu Sheng, and her weakness was so obvious that it could not be concealed, so naturally no one would ask for her opinion.
As for Lin Wanyi.
She was standing next to Gu Zhuo, holding a broken umbrella for the man, so there was no need to ask.
The candidates in the room no longer hesitated.
Not a word of apology.
"We don't agree with your approach, and more importantly, you no longer have the ability to implement your ideas."
The leaders of these candidates looked at Gu Zhuo and said indifferently and angrily: "So we will not accept your extremely rude and ridiculous decision. We will continue to move forward until the end of this year's summer festival."
Gu Zhuo didn't say anything.
Lin Wanyi prepared to draw his sword.
He reached out and calmly held the girl's hand, indicating that this was not necessary.
The group of candidates looked at this scene and thought to themselves that you are really just a paper tiger now and were just bluffing before.
Footsteps were heard among the ruins.
The candidates went to the next level.
Suddenly there was a hoarse wind.
This was a very common thing in Cangshan Mountain and no one cared about it, so when a line of blood appeared on their necks and they found that they could no longer move forward, they finally reacted.
That's not the sound of the wind.
It is the mark left by the sword.
The reason for the hoarseness was that the sword was broken and no longer as sharp as it once was.
The young master of Yinping Xie family looked at this scene, his eyes instantly brightened, and he thought that his inference was indeed correct.
Earlier, he thought that Gu Zhuo still had some strength left in his sword, so he stopped.
Yes, he had deliberately described the horror of the battle between Yu Sheng and Gu Zhuo in order to give the group of examinees the illusion that the latter was exhausted, and then use his own flesh and blood to make Gu Zhuo truly exhausted.
Everything went as he expected, without any deviation.
The next thing will be easy to handle.
Lin Wanyi's sword was broken and she was no match for him.
The rest of the people were neutral.
In a very short period of time, Xie Daofei thought about a lot of things and repeatedly confirmed that his inference was absolutely correct.
Next, he would take a step forward and give Gu Zhuo an apologetic smile, to express his refusal to stay here and would continue moving forward to see the decisive scenery of the sunrise over Cangshan Mountain.
It's a very simple thing.
But Xie Daofei failed to do it.
At some point, the broken sword pierced into his chest, causing extremely severe pain.
His eyes were full of disbelief, until he was at a loss.
With this bewilderment, he turned around with difficulty and looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes. His voice trembled as he asked, "Didn't you just nod and say 'hmm'? You clearly admitted that you were unable to fight anymore."
Gu Zhuo said: "Yes, you heard it right."
Xie Daofei's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had grasped a straw, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "So you were lying just now! You were calculating against others! You were just planning a sneak attack right now! You were using any means necessary!"
Lin Wanyi thought, are you an idiot?
Bai Langxing thought this guy was a real idiot.
It's not good for the little monk to call people idiots.
Even if it is really a lie, who made you believe it?
Yu Sheng didn't open her eyes or think so, because she had another opinion on this.
"You think too much."
Gu Zhuo covered his lips with the back of his hand, coughed a few times, and said weakly: "Killing you has nothing to do with the battle."
Yu Sheng listened to this and looked at him deeply, as if thinking about something.
Under the black umbrella.
Gu Zhuo gently put down his hand. The back of his hand was stained with blood he had coughed up earlier. His face was as pale as snow and his eyes were dim.
Yes, he was exhausted, his essence was depleted, he was seriously injured, and he was about to fall asleep. He was only a hair's breadth away from dying. But it was this seemingly insignificant hair's breadth that fell in front of these people...
That is the abyss of heaven.
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"Let's end it here. It's all over."
Taoist Zizai sighed, shook his head and said, "No one can get through now."
There was silence on the flying boat.
This is indeed the case.
Unless Wuque Monk and Bailangxing suddenly change their minds and give up their current positions, it is possible to change the current situation.
Many powerful people set their eyes on Pei Jinge and Kuzhou monk.
The monk Kuzhou chanted a Buddhist name and said, "How should the ranking of the candidates be determined?"
This problem is a bit troublesome to deal with.
But he undoubtedly agreed with this statement.
Pei Jinge gave the answer without thinking.
"What's so hard about this?"
"Chu Jun is third, Yu Sheng is second, first..."
She stood up and walked to the railing, overlooking the millions of people shrouded in the night, and said to the entire city of gods: "Gu Zhuo."
When we went out to watch a movie at noon, it was cloudy so my roommate and I debated whether to bring an umbrella. I thought that the movie theater was in a shopping mall, so even if it rained later, it wouldn’t matter, since we wouldn’t get wet anyway…
However, just as I finished saying this, the rain came, pouring down.
So this chapter is 4,000 words, and the next chapter will be in the early morning, around two or three o'clock.
(End of this chapter)