My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 520 Defeating the enemy with one punch, the power of thunder and lightning, of course he will choose me...

  Lunch is very rich.

  Luo Qingzhou and the others chatted about the competition in the morning while eating.

  Chu Xiaoxiao chatted non-stop.

   After a while.

  Zhang Yuanshan asked: "In the afternoon competition, do any of you four want to challenge the mid-term martial artist?"

  When Chu Xiaoxiao heard this, she immediately shook her head: "I definitely can't."

  Nie Yunrong also shook his head: "I can't either."

  Sister Dao hesitated for a moment, and said: "I'm afraid I can't do it either. I only found out that I have little actual combat experience when I came to the competition today. The competition with the early stage of the martial arts is a bit difficult. How can I dare to challenge the middle stage of the martial arts?"

  Luo Qingzhou said: "I watched Sister Dao's competition in the morning, and it's still very good."

When Sister Dao heard it, she remembered that during the competition in the morning, he yelled "Senior Sister with Big Legs" in the audience, she immediately gave him a look, and said angrily: "Compared to Junior Brother Chu with long legs, that's far behind. In the afternoon, I have to watch the wonderful performance of Junior Brother Chu with long legs."

   As he spoke, the foot under the table stomped on him hard.

  The corners of Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

  At this time, Zhou Boyue suddenly said a little embarrassedly: "I... want to go on stage this afternoon."

  As soon as these words came out, several people looked at him in surprise.

Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "Bo Yue, I support you. I also watched your competition in the morning. You beat your opponents at the same level with ease, and you must have reservations. You can go on stage in the afternoon to challenge the disciples who are mid-term martial artists. When the time comes to get a good ranking, you will get more cultivation resources, of course, the score of our Kyoto sub-helm will be higher, and Master will have more face."

Zhang Yuanshan on the side also nodded and said: "Fifth Junior Brother, I watched all of your competitions in the morning. You do have the strength to challenge the disciples in the middle stage of martial arts. You can try it in the afternoon. Even if you can't, just admit defeat, no Shame."

   Sister Dao and the others immediately encouraged them.

   Hearing the encouragement from several people, Zhou Boyue felt his heart warm, and then he made up his mind and said, "Well, then I'll try it out on stage this afternoon."

  While several people were talking, Sun Jiang came back in a daze, with complicated expressions on his face.

   "Master, have you eaten yet?"

  The six stood up quickly.

  Chu Xiaoxiao graciously went over to move the chair and put it in front of the table.

  Sun Jiang glanced at several people, fixed his eyes on Luo Qingzhou, but quickly retracted, sat down at the table, and said, "Not yet."

  Sister Dao quickly brought him clean dishes.

   "Sit down, everyone."

  Sun Jiang showed a kind smile on his face, and glanced at someone again.

   Sister Dao saw that he had something on his mind, and asked, "Master, what's the matter with that disciple looking for you just now?"

  Sun Jiang picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "It's okay, just chatting casually."

  Nie Yunrong asked cautiously: "Master, is it because of our capital division? Did Uncle Jin go to sue?"

  Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile, "No, what can he sue?"

   Then he sneered again, and said: "The disciples he recruited may not be as good as the disciples I recruited. The ranking has not yet come out, and it is not certain who will win."

   After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to fetch the jug, poured himself a glass, then stood up and said with a smile, "I would like to offer you a toast for my teacher. I wish you all success in today's competitions, and win glory for yourself and face for your teacher!"

  Everyone immediately raised their glasses and stood up.

  Luo Qingzhou and the three of them had to compete on stage in the afternoon, so they replaced wine with tea.

  Seven masters and apprentices took up the wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

  A few people are a little strange.

  When Master came back just now, he was clearly worried, but now his mood has improved so quickly, and he seems to be very happy and excited.

   "Come here, have another drink."

  Sun Jiang picked up the wine glass again, toasted everyone, smiling all over his face, as if he suddenly thought of something happy.

  Of course he is happy.

In the main hall just now, those peak masters were scrambling to please him, saying that they wanted to accept his disciple as a direct disciple. When he first heard the news, his brain was buzzing with shock, and he couldn't react for a long time. , thinking that everyone was joking with him or deliberately mocking him.

   Until the suzerain spoke, he recovered from the shock and consternation...

  At this moment, looking at the ordinary-looking and taciturn disciple in front of him, he still felt as if he was in a dream just now.

  A mere mid-term martial artist disciple unexpectedly provoked those respected peak masters to quarrel in front of the suzerain master, and even fought.

   Even the Lord Linghu of Jianfeng, who had always been cold and aloof from the world, also said that he was needed.

  If the suzerain hadn't spoken out, several people would have fought on the spot.

  The scene was extremely chaotic.

  He stayed there with a blank mind, completely unaware of what happened, and completely unaware of how the high-level sects fell in love with his not-so-outstanding disciple.

  He was really confused at the time.

  Of course, I am still confused now.

  They didn't tell him the reason, that is, they had to have this person.

   And he also told him not to talk nonsense when he came back, and they would speak by themselves after the results came out in the afternoon.

  Sun Jiang has lived most of his life, but he has never seen such absurd and incredible things.

  He picked up the wine glass, stared at the opposite side, looked left and right, no matter how he looked, he couldn't see that there was anything amazing about this kid.

   "Ahem, the competition in the afternoon, Yuanshan, Feiyang, are you sure?"

  He decided to take a look.

  Zhang Yuanshan said respectfully: "I shouldn't have any problem winning the first round. As for the number of places I can rank, I can't guarantee it."

  Sun Jiang nodded, looked to the opposite side and said, "Feiyang, what about you? Are you sure?"

  Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "I shouldn't have any problems with the first round. As for the rest, I don't know."

  Sun Jiang's eyes sparkled, and he said, "If the two of you rank in the top ten, do you dare to challenge those four late-stage martial arts disciples?"

  Zhang Yuanshan hesitated for a while, and said: "I dare, but I should not be sure."

  Sun Jiang looked opposite again.

  Luo Qingzhou said: "If the disciple can enter the top ten in the middle stage of the martial arts, he will be very satisfied. As for the disciples who challenge the late martial arts disciples, the disciples dare not."

  Suddenly there was a chuckle beside him.

  Sister Dao glanced at him and said, "Chu Feiyang, is there anything else you dare not do? Last night you were..."

   Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped, and said: "If you are afraid of getting hurt, then if you meet them, just admit defeat. But in the mid-term competition of martial arts, I think you should be in the top five."

  She actually wanted to say that he could definitely challenge a late martial artist disciple, after all, he defeated Yun Wanrou, a late martial artist last night.

  However, she suddenly thought that Luo Changtian from Jinyiwei was also here. This guy probably didn't want to reveal his full strength, so he didn't dare.

  Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile: "Ling'er, do you think that with Feiyang's strength, you can enter the top five martial arts mid-term rankings?"

  Sister Dao glanced at someone next to her, nodded and said, "It should be fine."

  Luo Qingzhou quickly changed the subject and said: "Master, Boyue's competition in the morning was very exciting, and he should be in the top five in the early stage of martial arts. He also wants to try in the middle stage of martial arts in the afternoon."

  When Sun Jiang heard this, he looked at Zhou Boyue with a smile all over his face and said, "Okay, then try it, Master believes that you can go further."

   Zhou Boyue said somewhat cautiously: "Thank you, Master."

  Sun Jiang smiled, didn't ask any more questions, happily picked up the wine glass again, and drank.

  There is almost no suspense in this ranking.

  Any branch has an inner disciple, and the score and ranking will be directly promoted, let alone a direct disciple.

  He wanted to see the expression on Jin Song's face when the time came.

   "Hmph, so what if your female disciple is internally designated by Jianfeng as an inner disciple? My disciple is being scrambled by various peak masters to accept me as a personal disciple!"

   Thinking of his pride, he couldn't help grinning.

   Finally, I can feel proud and let out a bad breath.

  Zhang Yuanshan and the others looked at him in amazement, and looked at each other. They wondered what good things happened to Master today, so they were so happy.

  After eating, take a short rest.

  Sun Jiang took them out of the house and walked towards the square.

   Just in time, Jin Song also walked out of the next room with his eight disciples.

  When the two sides met, they both had smiles on their faces, but swords and swords were flickering in their eyes.

   "Brother Sun, congratulations."

  Jin Song came over suddenly and said with a smile on his face.

  Sun Jiang's heart skipped a beat, did he know the news?

  Unexpectedly, Jin Song smiled and said: "I heard from my disciples that your performance in the morning was very good. Tsk tsk, it seems that this ranking should not go down. Congratulations, Senior Brother Sun."

  Sun Jiang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard it, and said with a sneer, "Junior Brother Jin was disappointed."

Jin Song said with a smile on his face: "Senior Brother Sun, what did you say? I really congratulate you. By the way, you should have two disciples going on stage in the competition in the afternoon, right? The younger brother will wish the two nephews a good start in advance, and they will all get a good result." Ranked."

  Sun Jiang smiled bluntly and said: "No matter how good the ranking you get, it can't compare to you, Junior Brother Jin. Your disciple has been designated as an inner disciple by Jianfeng. How can we compare?"

  Jin Song suddenly smiled and said, "Good luck, it's just good luck."

  The two of them chatted hypocritically, and took their disciples to the square together.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something when Yun Wanrou suddenly walked over and said with a gentle smile on her face, "Junior Brother Chu, I believe you will be able to enter the top ten this afternoon. If you meet me then, we will Let's have a good fight between the two in the arena."

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, and begged for mercy directly: "Senior Sister Yun, I was wrong last night. If I really meet Senior Sister Yun in the ring this afternoon, I hope Senior Sister Yun will show mercy."

The tip of Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. She didn't expect that with this guy's ability, she would beg for mercy directly. She froze, but still kept a smile on her face and said, "Junior Brother Chu, don't need to be modest. , and eyesight, are not comparable to ordinary warriors. If we really meet in the ring this afternoon, don't worry, we will stop here, and I will not deliberately target Brother Chu because of what happened yesterday."

  Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yun."

  Yun Wanrou's senior brothers and sisters were also watching and listening, and there was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in their eyes when they looked at him.

   Begging for mercy before even taking the stage, it's a shame.

   A group of people came to the square.

   Not long after, many people gathered in the square.

   Those who came to participate in the competition in the afternoon, as well as other disciples, rushed over.

  Guests from other sects also sat down in the stands in advance.

  Afternoon is the competition between the middle and late martial arts disciples, which is definitely much more exciting than yesterday and morning.

   After a while, several elders who presided over the competition also came together.

  All the disciples lined up immediately and waited for the lottery.

  Several elders stood on the stage without speaking, as if they were waiting for someone.

   Soon, several old men and a group of disciples, surrounded by a woman in a red dress, walked up to the stands and sat at the highest point.

  The disciples in the square suddenly started discussing in low voices with excited faces.

   "It's the suzerain, Fairy Zixia..."

  The guests from other sects also looked over.

When Luo Qingzhou was staring at the red shadow and observing, the elder on the stage suddenly said loudly: "The top ten of the early martial arts disciple competition this morning have come out, and I will announce the list next. Those whose names have been read, Come to the front, and then decide whether to participate in the lottery competition in the afternoon..."

   Zhou Boyue immediately became nervous.

   "Yan Fei from Liuzhou, 10th place! Zhu Lin from Wancheng, 9th... Zhou Boyue from Kyoto, 4th..."

  Hearing this ranking, Chu Xiaoxiao and the others standing next to Zhou Boyue cheered.

  Chu Xiaoxiao said excitedly: "Senior brother Zhou, you are so good that you even ranked fourth!"

  Zhou Boyue smiled cautiously, and hurriedly walked forward.

  After the elder finished reading the list, he asked the top ten disciples, which ones would like to continue to participate in the afternoon competition.

  Besides Zhou Boyue, there are three other people who want to participate again.

  After the elders registered, they let them disperse.

   Another half stick of incense time passed.

  The elder boarded the stone platform again and began to announce the drawing of lots.

  Luo Qingzhou, Zhang Yuanshan, Zhou Boyue, and other mid-term martial artist disciples all walked over.

  The elder held the list, and every time a name was read, a disciple went up to draw lots.

  Luo Qingzhou has drawn Han Ziyan from Meicheng, whose name should be a female disciple, but naturally he will not be sympathetic.

   This competition, he must win.

  He glanced at the stage again, and found that Linghu Qingzhu was looking at him, the two looked at each other, Linghu Qingzhu looked cold, as if he didn't know him.

  Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze, and followed the other disciples to the ring.

  There are three arenas in total, and six of the disciples compete first.

  Great Elder Wu Youzi held the list after the lottery, and read the names one by one in order.

  When the names Chu Feiyang and Han Ziyan were mentioned, Luo Qingzhou and a tall woman with a spear walked out of the crowd.

  The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

   After the disciples on one of the arenas had decided the winner, the two stepped onto the arena and fought against each other.

  Han Ziyan saw that he was unarmed, his eyes gleamed, and he seemed to be thinking about tactics.

Wu Youzi checked the badges issued by the two of them just yesterday, took another piece of jade, and took a photo of them, Fang said: "Remember the rules, it's best to stop at the end. If you can't win, don't be brave and admit defeat." That is, there is still a chance next year.”

   After finishing speaking, he walked down the stone platform and announced, "Let's begin."

   "Brother Chu, please!"

  Han Ziyan raised the spear in her hand and cupped her hands.

  Luo Qingzhou also cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sister Han, please."

  The two looked at each other, and suddenly rushed up together.

   "Shua!"

  Of course Han Ziyan wouldn't let him get close. With a flash of cold light from the spear in her hand, ten spear flowers flashed out instantly, covering him, aiming precisely at ten big acupoints on his body!

   These ten gun flowers are not distinguished from the front and back, and it is impossible to tell whether they are true or false.

   And the real gun point is hidden in it!

   "Boom!"

  Luo Qingzhou refused to evade, and smashed nine spear flowers with one punch, one of which pierced his chest directly, and he avoided it sideways.

  Just as he was about to approach along the barrel of the gun, Han Ziyan moved her wrist, and the spear swept out with a "swish". Due to the high speed and force, there was a sharp whistling sound in the air.

  Luo Qingzhou punched the gun that swept towards him.

"boom!"

  Bending the barrel of the gun, Han Ziyan turned around with her strength, turned the spear in her hand, and stabbed him again.

  Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, both offensive and defensive, and fought her quite fiercely.

  In the stands, Luo Changtian stared at his moves and movements, with a thoughtful look on his brows.

  In the higher stands, Mo Jiufeng and other peak masters were also watching intently.

  Linghu Qingzhu and suzerain Zixia were also watching seriously.

   "That kid seems ordinary, and there is nothing extraordinary about it, and there is nothing exciting about this Lingfeng Fist..."

  The big-faced peak master frowned and said in confusion.

   "Boom!"

  At this moment, on the ring, Luo Qingzhou finally found the opportunity to approach, and punched Han Ziyan in the chest. Before she could retract the spear she had stabbed, with a "bang", he punched her in the stomach again.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

   Another three punches in a row, directly sent her flying, and fell into the crowd below the ring.

  The crowd dispersed, afraid to pick it up.

  And her brothers who were watching the battle from the audience surrounded her with concern on their faces, but they didn't dare to help.

  Because the competition is not over yet.

  Luo Qingzhou stood on the edge of the ring and looked at her.

Han Ziyan spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" and struggled a few times on the ground. Fang stood up, raised his head, and looked at him a few times. Fang cupped his hands and said, "Junior Brother Chu, I'm not your opponent. Give up."

  Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands.

  In the crowd next to him, Chu Xiaoxiao cheered excitedly: "Senior brother Chu is mighty! Brother Chu won!"

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, stepped off the ring, and waited for the next round.

  In the stands, several peak owners were a little confused.

   "How did you win? Looking at the mediocre boxing skills, why did you suddenly win?"

   "The opponent is too weak, it's not that he is too strong. His Lingfeng Fist is probably just practiced, and he is not as good as an ordinary disciple."

   "From this point of view, he probably won't be able to pass the second game."

   "This kid was able to enter that ancient formation yesterday. Couldn't it be just a coincidence?"

   Several peak owners became suspicious.

Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting by the side, had a flash in his eyes, and suddenly said: "I met him last night, tried him out, and checked him out, his talent is mediocre, and there is nothing extraordinary about him. And the reason why he was able to enter the ancient formation should be related to something on him, and has nothing to do with him."

  Fairy Zixia at the side glanced at her.

  Mo Jiufeng sneered when he heard the words, and said, "Peak Master Linghu, do you think we will give up if you say this? You underestimate us old fellows, don't you?"

  Linghu Qingzhu didn't speak any more, but turned to look at the suzerain beside him.

   Fairy Zixia looked at the young man below, her eyes flickering, but she didn't speak.

   "In the next game, Lei Yang and Chu Feiyang will be assigned in Shuicheng!"

   Half an hour later, Luo Qingzhou's name was read again.

   "Shuicheng sub-helm?"

  Luo Qingzhou looked at the familiar long-faced man and narrowed his eyes.

   Under the arena, Jin Song was watching with other disciples. Seeing the long-faced man walk up to the arena, his disciples raised their hands and shouted: "Senior Brother Lei will win! Brother Lei will win!"

  The competition begins.

  Jin Song looked to the side with a smile on his face.

  Sun Jiang also took his disciples and stood there, looking at the stage with complicated eyes.

Jin Song thought he was nervous, smiled, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Senior Brother Sun, what a coincidence, our two disciples met so soon. That is my eldest disciple, he It’s the middle stage of a martial artist, and it’s estimated that he will be able to break through in a few months. Your disciple just broke through, right? I just saw that he seems to be a little rusty in Lingfeng Quan. You didn’t just teach it to him, did you? My disciple’s Lingfeng Fist..."

   "Boom!"

  At this moment, there was a sudden explosion on the stage.

  Jin Song smiled all over his face, and looked towards the stage while talking.

  Seeing this, the smile on his face suddenly froze!

   The competition has just begun, and his big disciple has already been blown out of the ring!

   At this time, Mo Jiufeng and the others in the stands also had their eyes lit up, their faces full of surprise.

   "Good boy, you actually hid so much strength just now!"

   "This punch is incredible. The essence of Lingfeng Fist lies in this punch. This kid is even more powerful than the inner disciple!"

   "No, did you see clearly just now, when that fist hit that disciple, there seemed to be a thunderbolt... It seems that Lingfeng Fist contains other exercises..."

   "Lightning? Why didn't I see it? I can only see the side from this angle. If there was really lightning, the punch just now must be more than Lingfeng Fist..."

   Several peak masters discussed with puzzled expressions.

  Linghu Qingzhu's gaze was fixed on the boy with clenched fists on the stage.

  She also saw that lightning bolt just now.

   I didn't expect this kid to hide such a trick.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little angry. After thinking for a moment, she secretly said: When he goes to practice that ancient sword technique tonight, I will ask him to clarify. What is there to choose. Whenever he hesitates, he is insulting me, and my sword...

  Fairy Zixia on the side suddenly touched her, and said in a low voice: "Qingzhu, take him to see me tonight, I think there is something wrong with that lightning bolt."

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at her: "..."

  (end of this chapter)