She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

The next day, early in the morning.

In the ward, Chen Pingan slowly opened his eyes.

After noticing that Song Chufeng was still sleeping soundly, he gently leaned over and kissed her tenderly. Then he carefully got up from the bed, put on his clothes and tiptoed to the door.

"Wait until I come back victorious."

Before he was about to walk out, Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped. After murmuring, he turned around and strode away.

"I am waiting for you."

Not long after Chen Pingan walked out, Song Chufeng opened her eyes.

Meanwhile, outside the hospital.

"I thought you had fallen into the land of gentleness."

At the main entrance of the hospital, Huo Guang took the initiative to joke after seeing Chen Ping'an.

"Stop talking nonsense and set off quickly. Some people have arrived early." Jiang Mi said lukewarmly.

"Let's go."

Knowing that the other party was waiting, Chen Pingan smiled lightly and then strode away.

Soon, the group reached the top of Pingding Mountain.

At this time, the top of the mountain was already filled with people.

Looking around, there are huge crowds of people.

"Good son-in-law, the stage and the audience are already in place, now it's time to watch your performance."

At this moment, Song Yang came over from one side and put his hand on Chen Pingan's shoulder, his words full of expectation.

"Don't put pressure on yourself."

"Although judging from the current situation, the fate of Jiangnan and us all falls on your shoulders, you should not be responsible for this alone."

Changkong Qing looked at him with a smile on his face and whispered instructing.

"Uncle Song, Master of the Changkong Sect, I will not lose."

Chen Ping'an knew clearly that neither Song Yang nor Changkong Qing wanted him to have too much pressure.

But for Chen Pingan, there is also a reason why he cannot lose in this competition.

And the reason for this was not only that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, but also that Song Chufeng had been injured by Sikong Sheng.

Based on this alone, Chen Pingan cannot lose!

"Sikong Sheng has been eroded by my original cold energy. No matter what the Jiangnan Alliance people do, they cannot dispel the cold energy, so he cannot use his full strength."

"Of course, even so, Sikong Sheng's strength should not be underestimated, so you must not be careless. I have only one purpose in saying this, and you must ensure your own safety."

"Because as long as you are safe, the current gains and losses don't matter."

After noticing Chen Pingan's determination, Changkong Qing once again gave serious instructions.

Because for Changkong Qing and Song Yang, the two people who are betting on Chen Pingan's future, as long as Chen Pingan is safe and grows up smoothly, everything they have lost now will come back to them in time.

"Don't worry, Lord Changkong, I know what's going on."

Chen Pingan responded with a heavy nod.

"Invite both sides of the finals to come on stage."

Suddenly, the voice of Holy Monk Wuzen came from the ring.

After hearing this, Chen Pingan no longer hesitated. After bowing to Changkong Qing and Song Yang, he walked to the ring without hesitation.

At the same time, Sikong Sheng had already boarded the ring and stared at Chen Pingan.

As both sides took the stage one after another, the expectations of the spectators were completely raised.

Since this martial arts tournament has been held, there have been many eye-catching and exciting battles.

Among these games, yesterday's battle between Chen Ping'an and Zhou Kuang ended a bit abruptly, but it was undoubtedly the most exciting, memorable and memorable battle.

Just because Chen Ping'an at the master level defeated Zhou Kuang at the grand master level, rewriting the world's perception.

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to today's battle between Chen Pingan and Sikong Sheng.

Is it Chen Ping'an who continues to create miracles, or is it Sikong Sheng who lives up to expectations?

All these expectations will be answered today!

"Leader Hua, does the previous bet still count?"

Above the spectator seats, Sikong Xiong stared at Hua Yingwu with cold eyes and asked.

"Is it appropriate for me, Hua Yingwu, not to count my words?"

Hua Yingwu responded with an expressionless face and an angry voice.

"So best."

Fan Yan snorted coldly.

"Are both sides ready?"

The voice of Monk Wuzen interrupted their conversation and caused them to focus all their attention on the two people on the ring.

"Already prepared."

On the ring, Chen Ping'an stood looking at each other with Sikong Sheng, his face resolute, and he spoke in unison.

"Game start!"

After saying that, the holy monk Wu Zen walked away gracefully.

As soon as he finished speaking, two completely different yet extremely powerful momentums erupted from the arena.

In an instant, two momentums soared into the sky. One made people feel chills down their spines, making them feel fearful, as if they were falling into darkness, and felt uneasy.

The other one is so heroic and unparalleled in the world that he only inspires admiration and admiration in people's hearts, and is willing to surrender!

Two different momentums, one on the left and one on the right, seemed to be two towering mountain peaks entwined in the same direction, remaining motionless without any intersection.

However, everyone knows that once these two mountains collide, it will shake the world!