PFC Chapter 117 Si Nansheng: Xiu, don't you need to explain this to me?
Chapter 117 Si Nansheng: Xiu, don't you need to explain this to me?
Three days later, everyone gathered at the top of Stone Bell Mountain, where Li Tianhen and the sect leaders of several other major sects sat on the high ground.
At an even higher position than them, there was an exquisite and elegant empty chair. The martial arts competition was about to begin, but no one sat in it.
"Senior Brother, whose seat is that? The martial arts competition is about to start, why hasn't he come yet?" Liu Xuewei stood obediently next to Su Heng.
"I don't know. Master just said that a person of very high status will be watching the competition today, and that you should perform well."
Su Heng looked down at Liu Xuewei. Although he did not agree with his master's suggestion that Liu Xuewei should get close to other men.
"Does Senior Brother know who that person is?" Liu Xuewei tilted her head and looked at Su Heng, who shook his head.
He didn't know who that person was, but Feng Zeyan spoke of him with great respect.
"Junior Sister, this snack is delicious, you should try it." Bai Ye handed a plate of snacks to Si Nansheng.
"Hmm, it would be even better if it were a little sweeter." Si Nansheng took a bite and commented with great seriousness.
"Junior sister, you're still young. Be careful not to get a toothache if you eat too many sweet things."
Mo Yu reached out, took a piece of pastry, popped it into his mouth, tasted it, and nodded in satisfaction.
The taste was good, and my junior sister liked it too.
A golden light fell on the empty space high above, and everyone looked up, even Li Tianhen and the others stood up.
"Welcome, Your Excellency."
A figure in black appeared in the empty space, but its features were blurred and could not be seen clearly.
"Pfft~" Si Nansheng spat out the pastry in her mouth when she saw the person who suddenly appeared.
Yes, she could see that face, and she could see it clearly.
"Junior Sister, Junior Sister, what's wrong?" Mo Yu hurriedly patted Si Nansheng's back.
The venerable one on the stage also looked at Si Nansheng.
"Fifth Senior Brother, I'm fine." Si Nansheng waved to Mo Yu.
"Xiu, don't you need to explain this to me?" Si Nansheng asked Ye Xiuran quietly after staring blankly at the person on the stage for a while.
"What?" Ye Xiuran's cold voice came.
"Why does that so-called Lord look exactly like you?" Si Nansheng gritted his teeth.
She felt like she had been scammed.
"I will explain this to you slowly afterward. He won't hurt you, and you can accept what he gives you without worry."
Ye Xiuran didn't explain much, but simply told Si Nansheng to accept what the Venerable Lord above had given her.
He can't tell Si Nansheng yet that the one above is also Ye Xiuran.
"I..." Si Nansheng wanted to say something, but Ye Xiuran had already stopped moving.
"We can begin." Ye Xiuran stood on the stage, glanced at the little girl Si Nansheng, and spoke coldly.
Si Nansheng's eyes twitched involuntarily. Not only did they look exactly alike, but they even spoke in the same voice.
Ye Xiu Ran: We're the same person, how could we be different?
"The final competition of the Ten Thousand Sects Grand Tournament is divided into four groups: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, with the four competition stages taking place simultaneously."
Next, opponents will be automatically matched. The fight will stop short of causing serious injury or death.
The old man shouted, and a huge celestial mirror appeared above everyone's heads.
The names of all those who advanced appeared on the Sky-Gazing Mirror, and after a period of chaos, everyone had a corresponding opponent.
Mo Yu is in the Azure Dragon Group, Mo Lie and Bai Ye are in the White Tiger Group, Si Nansheng and Wen Luoya are in the Vermilion Bird Group, and Ye Yanqing is in the Black Tortoise Group.
Si Nansheng's opponent was Chu Xingyu, and his fellow disciples looked at Si Nansheng with some concern.
"Junior Sister, your next opponent is Chu Xingyu, are you sure you can handle it?" Wen Luoya looked down at Si Nansheng.
"Why not? I know his abilities very well, and who says he has to do it himself?"
Si Nansheng tilted her head back and looked at the celestial mirror above her head, a bright smile spreading across her lips.
"Junior Sister, what do you mean?" Mo Yu scratched his head in confusion.
"Just wait and see the show when I'm having my duel," Si Nansheng said, glancing at his storage ring with a mysterious smile.
"Then I'll have to look forward to it." Wen Luoya couldn't help but smile as he looked at Si Nansheng's smile.
"My junior sister's martial arts competition is behind mine. I'll watch her competition first and then go over."
Mo Lie glanced at his duel order, which was ahead of Si Nansheng's, and nodded.
"My turn is after Junior Sister's. I want to watch Junior Sister's martial arts competition before I go over." Bai Ye obediently stood next to Si Nansheng.
"Then let's hurry up and get over here as soon as possible to watch our junior sister's martial arts competition." Ye Yanqing and the others left quickly.
They wanted to finish their duel quickly so they could come and watch Si Nansheng's duel.
Si Nansheng originally wanted to watch his senior brothers' martial arts competition, but their competition times were all around the same time, and watching one of them would make the others unhappy.
So she decided to just give up and wait here.
"Hey, hurry up, I'm in a rush." In the Azure Dragon Group, Mo Yu stepped onto the dueling platform, anxiously looking at his opponent.
"Huh?" The opponent looked at Mo Yu in confusion.
"Hurry up and start, I still want to watch our junior sister's martial arts competition." Mo Yu hurriedly took out his sword.
He wanted to see how his junior sister would slap Chu Xingyu in the face.
As soon as the referee gave the signal to start, Mo Yu rushed over.
Before his opponent could react, Mo Yu slashed with his sword, and he was already standing below the arena.
"Referee, hurry up, hurry up!" Mo Yu looked anxiously at the referee, waiting for him to announce the result.
"Oh, Four Gods Sect, Mo Yu wins." The referee's voice had barely faded when Mo Yu ran off.
By the time the people below the arena reacted, and the referee on the stage was still stunned and hadn't come to his senses, all that remained was a lonely, falling leaf.
As for Mo Yu, he had long since disappeared.
"Mo Liesheng of the Four Gods Sect".
"Ye Yanqing of the Four Gods Sect wins."
Mo Lie and Ye Yanqing also won easily on the other two dueling arenas.
"Ye Yanqing on the Xuanwu Platform won in one move."
"What? One move? Mo Lie on the White Tiger Platform also won in one move."
"Mo Yu from Qinglongtai is the same; they all seem to be disciples of the Four Gods Sect."
"The Four Gods Sect? Are all the disciples of the Four Gods Sect this strong? They all defeated their enemies in a single move?"
"It seems like there's a martial arts competition going on at the Vermilion Bird Terrace every now and then, featuring Si Nansheng, the junior sister of the Four Gods Sect. Let's go take a look."
A large group of people headed towards the Vermilion Bird Terrace, with Ye Yanqing and the others standing beside Si Nansheng.
Bai Ye was massaging Si Nansheng's shoulders, while Ye Yanqing was telling her to be careful and to surrender if she couldn't win.
"Fourth Senior Brother, your opponent is Nan Sheng. Will you show mercy?" Liu Xuewei nestled beside Chu Xingyu.
"How could we possibly show mercy? Si Nansheng is no longer our junior sister."
Chu Xingyu glanced disdainfully at Si Nansheng, who was being fawned over by the people of the Four Gods Sect.
Even if his cultivation level is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, dealing with a little girl who has just repaired her spiritual root is still a piece of cake.
"Next match: Chu Xingyu of the Holy Heaven Sect versus Si Nansheng of the Four Gods Sect," the referee announced, and Chu Xingyu flew directly onto the dueling platform.
Then, standing on the dueling platform, he looked at Si Nansheng with a smug expression, but Si Nansheng didn't even spare him a glance.