Chapter 49

The challenge arena was set up high, and there was a lot of noise around.

A touch of winter dawn slowly brushed over Qinglong mountain. From a distance, the jade dragon rose to the sky and swallowed the setting sun.

In this way, the scenery of the ten wonders is displayed in front of everyone, but it will also be eclipsed in the examination of shenwuju.

"It's impossible for Chen Mo to survive this time. The Qing family is going to finish."

"It's really unpredictable. This kind of thing will happen on the Shenwu lift."

"Haha, you should be happy. The three aristocratic families have been destroyed, but we have a greater chance."

"Yes."

"But it's a pity that Qing Wan, a talented martial artist, reached the top three flowers at the age of 17."

"Hum, how can it be? Qing Wan seems to have been ordered to raise a person and cannot be punished by the doctor."

As the time for the final examination of Shenwu Juju people is approaching, the voices of people around are getting louder and louder, everyone is talking loudly, and the martial arts arena is noisy. In everyone's mind, Chen Mo has undoubtedly been sentenced to death, and this magical martial arts move is no longer compared.

Qingyuanshan and others listened to the schadenfreude speech below on the stage, and their expressions became more and more dignified, but at this moment, they also had no strength to scold. The owner of the Tao family looked at Qing Wan with a gloomy face and was very unfriendly. He was very unhappy with the girl's wanton behavior, but the strength gap, the man can only swallow it.

Qing Wan stood in a corner of Taichung, and his clothes were flying, like a lotus standing quietly, lonely and lonely.

"I don't think this duel is over. Let's break up."

"Do what you should do. Chen Mo must be dead."

"It's time to let us go after waiting all night."

People trapped for a night began to shout, push, and be impatient. The crowd turned like a tide on the martial arts arena and roared. "What do you think, everyone?" Monk Guan Jing asked several people in Qingyuan mountain. "This time, it's better to judge Qing wan to win."

Several people kept silent and grimaced.

It's a happy thing that my niece has to raise people, but qingyuanshan finds that she can't be optimistic.

"The poor monk announced." Monk Guan Jing stood up.

"I think I can wait a little longer." Qing Wan said.

"Don't waste any more time." Guan Jing and Shang Dao were about to announce when suddenly the noisy crowd died down. The crowd that was just talking suddenly separated, and everyone opened their eyes with horror.

I saw a man slowly strolling over, with bright stars and tigers. Every step was unexpectedly filled with indifferent indifference, and the blood of the whole body was introverted, which was almost imperceptible, but the confidence in the eyebrows and eyes was never stronger.

What is the feeling of integrating Qi and blood?

The monk Guan Jing frowned.

"Chen Mo!!" Qing Wan was stunned.

"Chen Mo appeared."

"What?"

Seeing Chen Mo's step-by-step appearance, several people in Qingyuan mountain with deathly gray faces suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, but then this ecstasy was replaced by shock.

Chen Mo, who was affected by innuendo, was bound to be extremely weak these days even if he was rescued, but what happened to the scene in front of him?

Chen Mo didn't look depressed at all. On the contrary, he was energetic and more handsome than before. Several people were experienced martial artists, and soon smelled something else from Chen Mo's unusual breath. But everyone couldn't believe the judgment in their hearts, just looked at each other.

Finally, a warrior screamed out.

"This is nine turns of life!!"

The silent martial arts arena suddenly roared.

"Nine turns of life?"

"It's impossible. His blood only turned eight yesterday. Can he hide his strength under the test stone pillar?"

"So Chen Mo not only didn't die, but broke through the nine turns of Qi and blood?"

"This is terrible. Is there such a warrior in the imperial court?"

One night, you can break from eight to nine turns of Qi and blood. Everyone is crazy. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Mo was testing his strength under the stone pillar yesterday, they couldn't believe the facts in front of them.

Qingyuan mountain smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Tao family man was stunned.

"Sorry, I didn't feel well yesterday. I took a night off and was late." Chen Mo stepped onto the high platform and bowed to the monk guanjing and Qingyuan mountain.

"Have you reached nine turns of life?" The monk was stunned.

"The chance has broken through." Chen Mo nods without concealing.

The martial artist present suddenly went blank in his mind. Everyone's incredible wry smile could break through nine turns of blood overnight. The young master of Chang'an mansion was too much against the sky. He was really more than others, and he was so angry.

"Nine turns of Qi and blood, huh." Qing Wan was calm and still cold.

After being hit by Chen Mo one after another, the girl is like a different person, changing the impetuousness of the past. Even if Chen Mo has another shocking change, she can still keep calm.

"Well, although it didn't reach the top three flowers, Wan'er was looking forward to nine turns of Qi and blood." Qing Wan showed a slight sneer: "master Chen Mo, Wan'er knew you wouldn't let me down."

"I'm flattered." After reaching the nine turns of Qi and blood, Chen Mo's blood is more concise and introverted, just like a great master. His words and deeds are indifferent, which is desirable.

"Then let's start the assessment now." Monk Guan Jing took a deep breath. Such an interesting thing happened in the small Qinglong Town, which was much more interesting than the Juren examination in other towns. He was especially dissatisfied with being assigned to Qinglong Town before. Now it seems that he is very lucky to see such a change.

Monk Guan Jing recited the Dharma "withered glory mind Dharma", cross legged meditation, and entered a meditative state. He wanted to use this change in Qinglong Town to break through the realm of three flowers on the top.

Chen Mo didn't talk nonsense when he saw that the monk was settled.

The two pulled apart and faced off.

"Master Chen Mo, let's see how good you are."

"That is, if you can defeat the warrior with the top three flowers, my Liu family will serve your Lord from now on."

"So is my Zhang family."

"The Qi family is also willing to be loyal to young master Chen Mo, as long as the young master can really defeat the top three flowers."

Around the challenge arena, men and women made passionate vows one after another. They didn't know whether Chen Mo returned. Overnight, he broke through to nine turns of blood and was affected. People who were still laughing at Chen Mo responded one after another.

Take a closer look, almost dozens of Han people in Qinglong Town who have the most potential to be promoted to aristocratic families have issued slogans of loyalty.

This scene was moved by the cold Taoists.

"Chen Mo, whether you become a Juren or not, my Shenjia is willing to be loyal to your highness forever." The old man of the Shen family spoke.

The whole martial arts arena is boiling.

"Thank you for your kindness." Chen Mo nodded and smiled.

Qing Wan's face finally changed. Listening to the oath of almost all martial artists around, the girl could not hide her shock and jealousy in her eyes.

Three months ago, Chen Mo was just a trash despised by others, but now Qinglong Town is prostrate under his feet in awe.

"I will beat you, Chen Mo!!!" Qing Wan bit her teeth and said this deeply angry word by word.

Chen Mo must destroy all the glory he has gained now.

Chen Mo just smiled calmly at her anger and nodded slightly, as if to say he didn't mind.

With the sound of a cannon, the flag of Qianchong mountain fluttered, and the lifting order jingled.

Qing wanjiao drank and left with a punch.

The final contest for Shenwu provincial examination began.