Chapter 450 Are You Still Looking Forward to It?

As the court's genius and a popular Lingxian man in the court, Zuo Daoqi's status in a place full of imperial soldiers was naturally extremely noble.

The military respects the strong, but no one is bored enough to challenge Zuo Dodge.

No matter Zuo Daoqi is willing or not, no one will challenge him on this huge Tianyuan stage before the grand event officially begins.

So all the way there, followed by Xiao Bazi and Su Yuchan, holding a white fox in my arms, I felt like a crab was running rampant.

It was also on such an occasion that Zuo Daoqi saw real people walking around.

Powerful qi energy bursts out from time to time in the guesthouses of all parties. Real qi energy that is usually invisible are everywhere here.

Even because of the competition for spiritual energy, the area near Tianyuan Terrace was almost immersed in dense air.

Of course, with such forces from all directions together, it is inevitable that there will be all kinds of grievances and grievances among these sects, and there will be an atmosphere of tension everywhere.

Zuo Daoqi stood in the audience and looked at these people quietly.

Yan Chixia's arena over there was also over. Yan Chixia glanced around, wondering if he saw Zuo Daoqi, lowered his head and walked out.

Zuo Daoqi smiled slightly.

"Brother Yan, stay here. It's been a long time."

"Who is Brother Yan? This master has recognized the wrong person."

Yan Chixia lowered his head.

He came out to challenge with his classmates behind his back, but he didn't expect to meet Zuo Daoqi.

Before coming to Huzhou, he went to see Zheng Chixiao, and kept expressing to him his belief that "I, Yan Chixia, am not weaker than others." He kept saying that he could fight Zuo Daoqi, but he did not expect that he would not even get a quota to participate in the battle. If he doesn't come down, what's more important is that the battle to challenge the quota was also seen by Zuo Dodge.

Zuo Daoqi looked at Yan Chixia and suddenly smiled, "Then you must be my second brother."

Thoughts flashed through Yan Chixia's mind.

However, it is Yan Xiaoer who is acquainted with Zuo Daoqi, and it has nothing to do with me, Yan Chixia.

"It turns out to be Brother Zuo."

Zuo Daoqi couldn't help laughing. Yan Xiaoer was still Yan Xiaoer, as out of tune as ever.

"Second brother is also interested in this Tianyuan event?"

Yan Chixia's face twitched, and when he saw the strange look from the maid behind Zuo Daoqi, he immediately regretted admitting that Yan Xiaoer was him.

But he was also quite thick-skinned and spoke very naturally.

"Not very interested. Although this so-called Tianyuan is called a grand gathering, in my eyes, Yan Chi...Yan Xiaoer, it cannot be called a grand gathering."

"After all, I didn't participate."

Su Yuchan burst into laughter.

"Sir, your friend is really interesting."

Zuo Daoqi patted her and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? My second brother is so angry that he is so angry. What do you, a woman, know?"

Yan Chixia's face twitched.

Suddenly, a man suddenly stopped in front of Zuo Daoqi. His face was sallow, as if he had overindulged in sex, and he looked at Zuo Daoqi with a smile on his face.

"A man from Chaotingling County? I'm really looking forward to fighting you."

Zuo Daoqi was a little confused, so he just glanced at him and narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, a monstrous force of air suddenly burst out from his body. The power of death and life intertwined in the void, and the sky seemed to be angry when the thunder rolled.

Zuo Daoqi's figure produced a sonic boom in the void, and his fist emerged from the void.

The expression on the face of the man opposite changed drastically, and he moved his magic arts with both hands, seemingly transforming spiritual power in the void, eventually forming a large bell with vicious beasts suspended above it.

but…

like water off a duck's back.

That light and fluttering fist was like a paper plane flying through the void, and like crossing the road at six o'clock in the morning, it passed through the barrier of young people gathered together with their magic skills.

boom!

The young man's body flew out, and then he fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Zuo Daoqi seemed to have not taken any action, his posture had not changed at all from before the punch, and there was no expression on his handsome face.

Gently sweeping over the person, he softly uttered a sentence.

"Are you still looking forward to it?"

Many people saw this scene, and many people recognized Zuo Daoqi. These people only thought Zuo Daoqi was arrogant, and some thought Zuo Daoqi was majestic. Naturally, some people thought he was too much.

After all, that person just said hello to him.

But in Zuo Dodge's eyes, he didn't care at all.

We are all young people. If you challenge me with the attitude of a junior, isn't it a challenge?

There were imperial soldiers and horses outside Tianyuan Terrace, and they quickly surrounded the place.

The leader originally wanted to see who was causing trouble, but when he saw Zuo Daoqi, he immediately showed respect, bowed and clasped his fists.

"My subordinate Qiao Shan has met Lord Zuo."

Zuo Dodge waved his hand, "Take care of it."

He took Su Yuchan and Xiao Bazi, talked to Yan Xiaoer and walked away.

The onlookers and soldiers all moved out of the way, just like a diverted river.

Although Yan Chixia said nothing, he clenched his fist.

so hot.

Su Yuchan's eyes were also full of little stars.

Maybe when many people see this scene, they will feel that this is what a man should do.

Everyone looked at Zuo Daoqi, and they all looked like the genius of the imperial court. They were so arrogant that they did not take a fellow monk who climbed to the twelfth level of the tower into their eyes at all.

Lord Zuo left the crowd, his face extremely arrogant, but he asked Yan Xiaoer, "Who is that person?"

Yan Xiaoer was stunned for a moment, feeling that the proud and proud demeanor he showed just now seemed to disappear at this moment.

"I don't know him, but judging from the method, he should be from the southwest, with some characteristics of Buddhism and demon clan."

The southwest side is adjacent to the demon clan, which is not too far from the Buddhist Kingdom. The exercises and Taoism there have some characteristics of Buddhism and demon clan.

Zuo Daoqi nodded and looked at Xiao Bazi, "Xiao Bazi, go and check. If he challenges for a place in the war, take my invitation and tell him not to give up."

He took a step forward, a solemn look on his face. "The moment you step onto Tianyuan Terrace, you should have the awareness to face death."

Yan Chixia took a breath, "Brother Zuo, you are ruthless and cautious enough."

Zuo Dodge smiled and did not deny it.

In his previous life, he had read so many bloody martial arts novels, and someone would always come to seek revenge on you many years later. Although he was not afraid, it was really annoying when he encountered this kind of situation.

Yan Chixia looked at Zuo Daoqi's walking expression, and then took a closer look at his posture.

I imitated it secretly.

With Brother Zuo's magnanimity, he has learned it himself, and he can try to challenge Gu Zhaoyuan when he returns home.

Today, the barbarian in the north is an individual practitioner, and heaven can defeat him.

It is not a crime of war.

Zuo Daoqi wandered among the eight arenas, observing the martial arts and magic techniques of both sides, and occasionally stopped to observe more.

Even with Zuo Daoqi's vision at this moment, it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the weak at this moment. He can only use Yan Xiaoer's explanation, the source of the skills and the strength conditions to distinguish the level of combat power.

This is also the purpose of bringing Yan Xiaoer. This guy is valued by Zheng Gong and always lets him deal with things in various places. His horizons are very broad and he has been to many more places than Zuo Daoqi.

However, Yan Chixia's behavior became more and more weird, which always made Zuo Daoqi feel a little familiar.

Su Yuchan covered her mouth and whispered in Zuo Daoqi's ear.

"Master, he seems to be imitating you."

Zuo Daoqi was dumbfounded and a little speechless.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to Yan Chixia's clowning behavior. He just focused on observing the battle that took place on Tianyuan Stage.

Sometimes he immerses his mind in his own world, and the magic power in his body is constantly running, imitating some Taoism that interests him.

The way of yin and yang is the great road. Some people say that yin and yang differentiate all things and can evolve all things.

Imitating these superficial Taoist methods may provide him with some ideas.

After all, every Taoist achievement is due to the efforts of countless ancestors, and there are many real people among the ancestors of these sects.

Of course, it is also very interesting to simply watch these monks fight.

It depends on whose method is more mysterious, and whose response is more effective. If he were on the field, how he would respond, and what kind of preparation he would make for the subsequent battle...

Sometimes the countermeasures he thinks of are completely different from those of the monks in the field, but he is not arrogant and looks down on the world because of his amazing Dharma.

Instead, he watched the whole scene quietly. Although he lost naturally as he expected, there were occasionally things that surprised him.

Various inheritances from all over the world, in this place of Huzhou, watching various inheritances from all over the world gather together, makes Zuo Daoqi fascinated.

There are sects in the south that combine Confucianism and Taoism, and their ink pens are full of flowers, which can be called mysterious.

There is an Oriental Qi Sect that is famous for its Qi. The spiritual Qi metamorphoses into a series of wonderful Tai Chi diagrams in the air, carrying the Qi machine that encompasses the heaven and the earth.

There is a monk from the southwest whose evil spirit turns into a tornado. One person appears like a thousand troops, riding horses on the mountain, and takes his place on the battlefield alone.

…

It's so amazing and so wonderful.

Zuo Daoqi only felt that these scenes made him feel the various inheritances in this world. As someone said a long time ago, cultivation is a process of seeing people, myself, and the world.

He watched intently.

Look at all the heroes in the world, they are all here in Taichung.

These were some of the insights that came to his mind after watching Tianyuan Terrace for a day.

Zuo Dodge was watching from one side, while on the other side, a carriage was slowly approaching.

Everyone gave in when they saw this carriage, just because the owner of this carriage was a being who could personally welcome Jiu Yanhou, who was sitting firmly on the Tianyuan Stage.

Many people recognized the Taoist nun who was talking to Jiuyan Hou, and because of this, they became more and more curious about the owner of the carriage.

What kind of person can be personally accompanied by Master Xuanmiao from Mount Taihuang and greeted by Marquis Jiuyan personally?

Ji Lingshu's dress was not casual. There was a white gauze covering her face, and her extremely clean eyes swept around casually.

She only stayed in the fighting ring for a moment. Maybe she was interested, but she didn't look too much.

And finally, in front of a somewhat remote arena in the distance, I saw Zuo Dodge.

It’s also hard not to notice.

After all, there are very few people like him, closely followed by more than ten soldiers, occupying the best viewing spot in the arena.

Perhaps in order to show off in front of Lord Zuo, these soldiers showed their spirit to the fullest.

Ji Lingshu's face, shrouded in a veil, couldn't help but smile.

She had seen too many aspects of Zuo Daoqi, and had seen him stand in front of her and face the killer when his cultivation was low.

I have also seen his gentle and patient side, teaching me how to practice martial arts with peace of mind.

I have also seen him stand in front of me, facing the evil tiger and drawing his sword to meet the enemy, looking brave and fearless.

She thought she knew Zuo Daoqi very well, but the Zuo Daoqi in front of him, who was watching the battle with dull eyes like a nerd, still made him unable to help but feel a little amused.

So she had some playful thoughts in her heart, picked up a fallen flower, and fluttered on his shoulder.

Of course, he didn't move.

How exciting is it to be able to watch a battle that makes your uncle so immersed in it?

What Zuo Daoqi was watching at the moment was naturally a battle that interested him.

It is also a battle to challenge the quota.

One side is the previous one... Gu Zhaoyuan.

On the other side, there was a young man wearing a short jacket with a resolute face, carrying a long bow behind him, like a hunter.

"Xiao Gu is here."

Yan Chixia's face showed some appreciation from his elders. He looked at Gu Zhaoyuan who came on stage and seemed to be very satisfied that Gu Zhaoyuan could play.

Zuo Dodge was very interested.

"Who is that person opposite?"

Yan Chixia looked at it carefully for a long time and shook his head.

"do not know."

Zuo Daoqi's eyes did not stay on Gu Zhaoyuan for too long, but instead focused on the Orion boy opposite.

The boy was dressed like an Orion, and the knife in his hand was a broken knife that was much shorter than the standard short knife.

The knife is headless, but the back of the knife is very thick, the blade is sharp, and the wooden handle is about one-third as long as the entire long knife.

The young man had thick calluses on his hands, a resolute face, and slightly aged eyes, which did not match his young appearance.

Zuo Daoqi looked at the young man and had a vague feeling that the knife in the young man's hand seemed to be his hand. The whole person and the knife in his hand merged together without any sense of disobedience.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to him, but he couldn't do it like the boy in front of him.

How to maintain a knife.

Zuo Dodge couldn't help but be curious.

Finally, he heard the boy's name.

"Yandong Chencheng."

This was the only sentence the boy said after taking the stage.

Compared to him, Gu Zhaoyuan's words on the opposite side seemed a bit too much.

"Fight me with a hatchet? You are very confident."

"I appreciate your confidence, but do you know that confidence comes at a price?"

His words are very nutritious, and they are pretentious but very boring.

Over and over again, there are a few words like this.

Yan Chixia complained, "Xiao Gu is still the same as before, he likes to talk nonsense."

Zuo Daoqi just watched silently, focusing on Chen Cheng.

"Brother Zuo, who do you think will win?"

Zuo Daoqi asked softly, "Gu Zhaoyuan also uses a sword?"

Yan Chixia nodded.

Then Zuo Daoqi said softly, "It depends on how long Chen Cheng's sword has been kept."

There was some anticipation on his face.

Yan Chixia naturally had his own ideas, but when he heard Zuo Daoqi say this, he gloated and said, "Brother Zuo thinks that this silly-looking Chen Cheng is a guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger? It's interesting, Xiao Gu will suffer. .”

Seeing the strange expression on Zuo Daoqi's face, he quickly changed his attitude, becoming a bit sad and seemingly angry.

"I told Xiao Gu a long time ago that I have to practice sword practice every day. Don't be lazy, or you will lose your spot..."

"Hey, maybe I'll have to go up and help him clean up the mess."

Facing Yan Chixia's emotion, Zuo Daoqi remained silent and looked at the field quietly.

…

Under the gaze of many eyes, Chen Cheng held his knife and looked at his opponent motionlessly.