Chivalry Cultivation System

Chapter 189

Xiao Xiaomo secretly laughed at the old man's stubbornness.

Li Kui continued: "The third round is a test of internal strength. Su Wen, Master Yue, Zixia's magical skills have reached the state of perfection. Feng sect master, do you want to compete with Master Yue for the third round?"

Feng Buping said sadly: "As you always said, Brother Yue's internal strength is amazing, there is no need to compete for the third place, I just admit defeat!"

Li Kui nodded, and said in a loud voice: "I will announce that in the third round, the head of the Huashan School of Qizong will win without fighting. The Huashan School of Qizong will win the game. From now on, Yue Buqun will be the head of the Huashan School."

As agreed upon, two wins in three fights, since the first two rounds were one draw and one win, the third round is about internal strength. In terms of internal strength cultivation, the entire Huashan faction, except for Feng Qingyang, is afraid that no one can beat it .

Xiao Xiaomo secretly laughed at this old man's stubbornness.

Under the leadership of Linghu Chong, all the disciples of Huashan School Qizong shouted loudly: "The chief master..."

Although there were a lot of them, it was rare that they shouted so neatly.

Ever since, this voice has been spread out of the Huashan Bieyuan, and then spread to the sky, and may even spread to Huayin Town.

They seem to be announcing to the world that the two sects of Huashan School of Sword Qi, who have been separated for a long time, are finally united today.

Feng Buping is nothing, he is not that keen on fame and fortune, the reason why he singled out Xiao Xiaomo this time is mostly because he wants to explain to his wife Zuo Mingmei and son Feng Ziyin.

After all, as a husband and a father, he should fight for them.

As for the result, it depends on his own ability.

For him personally, as long as he does his best, he will feel at ease.

But Zuo Mingmei felt so guilty that he dragged his son Crazy Ying onto the stage, laying on Fang Buping's arms and crying loudly.

Originally, Feng Buping had served as the head of the Huashan School of Sword Sect well, but he was deceived by lard, and suffered from the insidious and vicious, Zuo Lengchan's provocation, which finally led to today's self-sufficiency.

From then on, Feng Buping was no longer the head of the sect, and she herself was no longer the wife of the head, and she and her son might not be able to keep their status as great disciples of the Sword Sect.How deep is the remorse in her heart?I am afraid that only he himself can understand.He wanted to die, but he couldn't bear to die.Because he still has a husband and a son.

So he could only vent his regret by crying.

Feng Buping was surprisingly gentle, hugging her small waist with one hand, and stroking her hair with the other.

He comforted her and said, "Mei'er, it's okay. Don't be sad. I have everything under control. Let's just try our best."

Feng Ziyin stood aside blankly, neither stepping forward to comfort his parents nor saying a word. There was a sense of loss all over his body.

It makes people feel that the world is so big that there is no place for Feng Ziyin to live.

Xiao Xiaomo even had some doubts about whether Feng Ziyin was the biological child of Feng Buping and Zuo Mingmei, he endured it, and finally did not ask.

In fact, the result of today's battle was already in Xiao Xiaomo's expectation, and he had already planned it.

So he asked: "Brother Feng, do you still remember the agreement we made before the competition?"

"After the contest, the loser has to obey the winner's orders. In other words, everyone in the Huashan Sword Sect, including her husband Feng Buping, will have to obey Yue Buqun."

Although Zuo Mingmei was crying, Xiao Xiaomo's words still reached her ears word by word. When she thought of this, her whole body trembled, she left Feng Buping's body, her knees ached, and she was about to kneel down.

"What are you doing? Mei'er, don't be ashamed anymore." Feng Buping's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. With a stretch of his arms, he wrapped his wife's slender waist around her, preventing her from kneeling.

Feng Ziyin blamed him even more: "Mother, why are you kneeling before people?"

"Hmph! Are you here to be a weirdo again? Isn't Master Feng and the others doing all this for you?"

Yue Lingshan has always been straightforward, and she never shows mercy when speaking. At this moment, she is also accompanying her mother Ning Zhongze and others to the ring.

Yue Lingshan rushed to say what Feng Buping was about to say, and instead of being angry, she glanced at Yue Lingshan gratefully.

Feng Ziyin snorted and said no more, but there was no trace of remorse on his face.

Xiao Xiaomo sighed, and then smiled and said: "Now, as the head of the Huashan School, I order Feng Buping to be the head of the Huashan School of Sword Sect, and Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi to be the deputy heads of the Huashan School of Sword Sect. ;Order Yue Buqun to be the head of the Qizong of the Huashan School, and Ningzhong to be the deputy head of the Huashan School. Follow it as one body, there must be no mistakes! Mrs. Feng, don't get it wrong."

All the disciples on and off the stage of the Huashan School responded in unison.

The sword sect and the air sect still share the benefits equally, so naturally everyone is happy.

Zuo Mingmei really couldn't believe her ears, turned her grief into joy, and blurted out, "Really?"

Feng Buping's expression also changed drastically, and he said even more coldly: "Senior Brother Yue, what do you mean by that? Do you think I, Feng Buping, can't afford to lose—"

"Unjust! Don't be impulsive!"

Before Xiao Xiaomo could speak, an old voice resounded throughout the audience.

Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, and there was an old man in green robes on the stage, who was the Huashan School's swordsmanship.

Xiao Xiaomo's long-awaited person finally appeared, and he almost burst into tears.Cursed secretly: "This old fellow, you are too unkind for making me wait for so long."

Unexpectedly, Feng Ziyin went crazy again, I saw him pouted: "Oh, I said bad old man, why did you come to our Huashan school again? Tell me, Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan school gave you How much is it? Or how many beauties are there?" Originally, he had seen Feng Qingyang's magical skills last time. If he was alone in front of her, he would not dare to be presumptuous, but now, the Huashan faction and the major leaders Everyone was there, and he thought that even if this bad old man's martial arts were world-class, he would not dare to do anything to him, so he spoke out to reprimand him.

It doesn't matter to others, this action of his made our protagonist Xiao Xiaomo almost faint from anger.Can this guy be a little more useless?Bad things are done one after another, and good things are not done once or twice.

Fortunately, Feng Qingyang didn't seem to hear his question.

"This old man must be the old man who is skilled in swordsmanship and clear air. All along, the younger generation thought that the old man had gone to heaven, but unexpectedly he is still alive. This is really a blessing for our martial arts."

Daoist Chongxu couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart and said.

Feng Qingyang smiled: "The old and the young are just a few years older and have not made any contribution to the martial arts. It is really embarrassing to think about it. Fortunately, there are Daoist priests and masters who have been contributing more to the martial arts. We Huashan School I have to live in peace. In comparison, the old man is really ashamed."

(End of this chapter)