You Actually Hit Me
Time slowly passed, and the battles in the various arenas were in full swing.
Liu Xuan was still shouting in the ring, but no one answered.
When Deacon Lin saw the scene at the arena he heaved a sigh of relief. The thing he was most worried about did not happen. Then he turned to the rest of the disciples, "You guys should also go and occupy an arena,"
Lin Yang and the others accepted the order and each went to find an arena to challenge.
Song Qian jumped into a ring and knocked the previous ringmaster off the stage with a punch. He looked around and shouted, "I'm Qian Song of the South Region! Where is Kuang Qing? Come up here!"
His voice was very loud, mixed with hysterical hatred. Kuang Qing had humiliated him in the Flower King Mausoleum, so how could he let it go?
While Liu Xuan was showing off his might, he had been observing the various arenas and didn't find anyone who looked like Kuang Qing.
If not for Deacon Lin suppressing him, he would have challenged Kuang Qing to fight! These days, he had been begging his master to give him some pills to help his cultivation soar. He had already reached the peak of a second-grade Martial Master and was only a step away from third grade.
He was overjoyed when he found out that Kuang Qing had participated in the imperial examinations. He wanted to return the humiliation he had suffered in the mausoleum ten times over!
Seeing Song Qian clamoring for Kuang Qing to accept the challenge, Gu Hongyi looked at Mo Qingkuang meaningfully, "He's here for revenge, Young Master Kuang."
"Qian Song? Peak grade-two, Earth-Grade cultivation technique! That's Song Qian!" Han Yan'er's eyes turned cold. It was Song Qian, who had almost ruined her reputation!
Mo Qingkuang didn't mind. He couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to a clown like Song Qian. That guy may have been looking for him, but he was looking for Lin Yang!
Mo Fan told him that his biggest opponent this time was still Lin Yang!
"You don't want to fight?" Tang Yu asked Mo Qingkuang as he carefully pulled the Ninth Princess from doing anything reckless.
But in his heart, Tang Yu wondered. Other people were already pointing at Kuang Qing's nose and scolding him, but why didn't he go up? If he really let the other contestants go up in his stead, it would be extremely embarrassing for him.
Mo Qingkuang shook his head, "I'm not interested in him,"
Suddenly, his gaze focused. On a stage not far away, where a slender youth was standing.
His skin was rough and there was a scar on his face.
However, Mo Qingkuang was staring at him! He recognized the young man at a glance. It was Lin Yang! That temperament, that figure, Mo Qingkuang would never forget it for the rest of his life.
His attack was casual, flashing with red light, and fierce.
"He's indeed a second-grade Martial Master," Mo Qingkuang's eyes were solemn, and his heart was burning with fighting spirit.
"Don't worry, you'll meet him in the elimination round," Mo Fan stopped him. "Let the Imperial Clan handle Lin Yang first."
After a long silence, Mo Qingkuang nodded quietly.
"If he has the ability, he will naturally be able to meet him in the knockout round. Let's enter the top 100 first." He shook his head and went to another arena alone.
Han Yan'er also gradually calmed down and led everyone to find their own arenas to occupy.
...
The arena that Mo Qingkuang was looking for was not someone weak at all. The challenger was a young woman with a graceful figure. She was Chu Yanran, who had already entered the Martial Master Realm.
Her eyes were limpid and her appearance was beautiful. She often gained 30% of her power before the battle.
The battle between such beauty naturally attracted a large number of spectators below the stage. For such a girl, being able to exchange a few moves with him would also leave a lingering fragrance.
Unfortunately, she did not care about the new fans she had. She held a thin sword in her hand and her movements were agile. Every time she finished off an opponent, she would look at Lin Yang. The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
Everyone's hearts were filled with jealousy. Why would such a beautiful girl fall for a scarred face like that?
Mo Qingkuang looked at the figure that he had yearned for day and night, his heart filled with resentment.
'You b*tch couple! Sooner or later, I'll burn your bones and scatter your ashes!'
He turned around and went on stage. He stared coldly at Chu Yanran and said lazily, "Stop looking. Your neck is twisted."
When Chu Yanran heard this, her pretty face turned slightly red. Looking at Mo Qingkuang's tanned face, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful. This ugly turd! She was flirting with Brother Lin Yang with her eyes, but this guy didn't have any eyesight at all and came up to cause trouble.
"Who are you?" Chu Yanran looked at Mo Qingkuang and said coldly, her heart filled with hatred and her tone was not pleasing to the ear either.
Mo Qingkuang's already-tanned face turned even darker. 'This slut!'
Before Mo Qingkuang could reply, someone exclaimed, "That's Kuang Qing! Kuang Qing, who was ranked 49th on the Young Qilin Ranking and had sent Li Ang flying with one palm!"
Everyone was in an uproar. Kuang Qing was here? Did he like this girl too? Did he want to conquer her through force?
"Kuang Qing?" Chu Yanran was shocked. Why did Kuang Qing come to her?
"Doesn't he already have the Ninth Princess? Why do you still want to hook up with other women?" Someone immediately complained.
"He's strong, what can he do?"
"I just can't accept it. What are beauties looking for in men these days? The Ninth Princess liked Kuang Qing, the dark-skinned boy. This girl, Lin Yan, liked that scar-faced guy! I'm handsome, but I'm all alone. This is unfair!"
When Mo Qingkuang heard this, the anger in his heart grew even stronger. He said with a smile that was not a smile, "Lin Yan? What an interesting alias."
Chu Yanran blushed and whispered, "What does it have to do with you? I don't know what you're talking about."
Looking at Chu Yanran's shy and timid appearance, Mo Qingkuang was even more furious. This was something he had never seen before!
'What does it have to do with me? It's my business if I make you b*stards live a bad life!'
"Let's fight," Mo Qingkuang said coldly.
"Wait, why are you fighting me? Song... Qian Song challenged you by name, and you didn't accept the challenge?" Chu Yanran stopped him.
Song Qian had killed everyone in the arena. Every time he defeated an opponent, he would shout for Kuang Qing to accept his challenge.
Lin Yang had said more than once that Kuang Qing would be his greatest opponent in the future. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if Kuang Qing fought Song Qian to death?
"You still want me to go and fight with both sides?" Mo Qingkuang was no longer a fool who was willing to kneel down and listen to whatever Chu Yanran said. He instantly understood Chu Yanran's intentions.
"I just can't stand to see them show off their love in public!" With a loud shout, he flashed with green light and appeared beside Chu Yanran in the blink of an eye. He raised his hand and slapped her.
He was even mumbling, "I told you to throw yourself into my arms!"
Chu Yanran only felt her vision blur, and then her pink cheeks hurt, and she staggered.
"Damn it! Kuang Qing was so arrogant. He actually slapped such a delicate girl! How could he do that?"
"Kuang Qing, you dog thief, don't hurt my goddess!"
"Isn't he here to seduce girls?"
"Could this be his special technique? Could it be that the Ninth Princess..."
Mo Qingkuang turned a deaf ear to the crowd's discussion. His figure flashed and he slapped his other cheek again, "I told you to change your mind!"
Chu Yanran screamed and fell to the ground.
When she struggled to stand up, she realized that she had been slapped twice!
She had lived in the pampering and pursuit of everyone since she was young. When had she ever suffered such humiliation? She looked at Mo Qingkuang in disbelief, "You actually hit me!"
She caressed her cheeks. Her beautiful cheeks were already bulging red like apples, and two deep palm prints were extremely eye-catching on her face.