Therefore, what she is most concerned about at this time is whether Qian Ye can still participate in the following competitions.

Of course, after witnessing Qian Ye's combat prowess today, she now respects and fears Qian Ye. She asks this question very carefully, for fear of offending Qian Ye.

Qian Ye glanced at her coldly. Qian Ye's eyes put great pressure on Yao Danhong, and she felt like she couldn't breathe smoothly.

Suddenly, Qian Ye stretched out his right hand in front of her.

"Give me my sword and phone!"

Today he was dueling with Zhu Qihen. According to the rules of the competition, he was still not allowed to use weapons, so before he entered the ring, he casually leaned his sword on the armrest of his seat.

When Yao Danhong got into the car just now, he brought his sword with him.

In addition, his mobile phone was also kept with her for safekeeping during the competition.

Yao Danhong didn't know what he wanted to do with the sword and mobile phone at this time, and subconsciously looked at the ambulance personnel in the car.

But the ambulance crew seemed not to have heard what Qian Ye just said, and they all remained silent.

Yao Danhong had no choice but to hand back the sword and mobile phone to Qian Ye.

She had just thought that the medical staff would stop Qian Ye from asking for the sword and mobile phone at this time. After all, he was injured now and would need treatment at the hospital soon, so he shouldn't have a sword or other things with him.

Unexpectedly, the medical staff in the car seemed to be deaf or mute, and they didn't even fart.

Is it because they were scared after seeing Qian Ye pick off Zhu Qihen's head with his bare hands today?

Qian Ye held the sword in his left hand and placed it against his leg. He turned on the phone screen with his right hand and dialed the third prince's number directly.

After the call was connected, he said calmly: "Your Highness, I have completed the task, but something unexpected happened. I am injured now. Please immediately send the experts from Binhai City to protect me for a while!"

After a moment, he put away his phone.

From the beginning to the end, he never mentioned the plot against him by the three Zhong brothers on the phone.

I don’t know if he doesn’t know or doesn’t want to mention it.

…

at the same time.

Another ambulance set off from Marina Arena, but headed for the Memorial Hall in Marina City.

The Memorial Hall is a place where funeral arrangements are held for various public officials.

Zhu Qihen, whose body was separated, could only be sent to the Memorial Hall at this time.

At this time, there were no medical personnel accompanying the car. Apart from the driver, the only person accompanying Zhu Qihen's body was his contest contact - Xi Mengxing.

Because Xi Mengxing is not only his competition contact, but also his cousin.

It's very quiet in the carriage.

Zhu Qihen's body was tied to the stretcher, but his head was not tied and was rolling around on the stretcher with the bumps of the vehicle from time to time.

Seeing such a scene, Xi Mengxing, who had grown up with him, was filled with tears. She was actually not very courageous, but at this moment she saw her cousin's head rolling around on the stretcher like a rubber ball, and thought of her cousin.

I have been practicing Kungfu assiduously since I was a child and have been doing it for more than 20 years.

Gradually, he became famous in Tianque City where there were many masters, and he rarely encountered any opponents.

Becoming the number one master of the Zhu and Xi families is also the biggest hope of the two families. Not long ago, he awakened the bloodline of his ancestors' Yuhuo Zhenshen, and was appreciated by His Highness the Crown Prince. He is about to rise to prominence, leading Zhu and Xi

The two families reached the top together.

But in this seemingly harmless "Martial Arts Champion" competition, someone picked off his head.

The more she thought about it, the more tears started flowing down her face.

She couldn't bear to watch her cousin's head rolling around anymore, so she knelt down beside the stretcher bed with tears on her face, and stretched out her trembling hands to slowly support her cousin Zhu Qihen's head.

Looking into her cousin's dead eyes, she suddenly burst into tears and pressed her forehead against the stretcher bed, crying harder and harder.

Maybe she cried too hard. As she cried, her body softened and she fell softly in the carriage. She also let go of Zhu Qihen's head with her hands.

…

at the same time.

In Tianque City, Zhu Qihen's house had long been filled with heart-wrenching cries.

Today, before the start of the competition, Zhu Qihen drew the same number as Hagoromo Sword Qian Ye. After hearing the news, the entire Zhu family began to watch today's live broadcast of the competition.

The whole family was very nervous.

Because they have lived in Tianque City for a long time, they have long been aware of the famous name of Yu Yi Jian Qian Ye.

Although according to the competition system, Qian Ye cannot use weapons in today's match, and their Zhu Qihen should have a good chance of winning, Qian Ye's reputation is too great, so the Zhu family is still very nervous.

They are looking forward to the hope of the Zhu family - that Zhu Qihen can defeat Qian Ye and become famous in one battle.

He was also afraid that Zhu Qihen might lose to Qian Ye.

But what about reality?

The hope of their Zhu family, Zhu Qihen, not only lost the game, but also lost his life.

For the entire Zhu family, this is tantamount to the collapse of the pillars.

When the whole family fell into mourning, Zhu Qihen's grandfather Zhu Maolin raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeves. With red eyes, enduring the grief, he picked up the crutch with his trembling right hand and slowly and slowly

Get up and walk to the backyard step by step.

Time has long since turned his hair gray and made his waist stooped. Especially today after witnessing his eldest grandson Zhu Qihen being decapitated on TV, he felt relieved.

Because not only was Zhu Qihen raised by him, but Zhu Qihen's kung fu was also taught by him before.

He originally expected to see his eldest grandson bring glory to the Zhu family in his lifetime, but today he once again had a white-haired man give a black-haired man.

He knew that his time was short, and he might never hope to see the Zhu family rise again.

Zhu Maolin, who had snow-white hair, walked step by step to the ancestral hall in the backyard on crutches.

In the ancestral hall, there are tablets dedicated to the ancestors of the Zhu family.

Looking at these memorial tablets, Zhu Maolin couldn't help bursting into tears again. He knelt on the futon in front of his ancestor's memorial tablet with difficulty. He prayed in a hoarse voice: "Bless me, my ancestor! May Qihen's true body be reunited with other descendants of the Zhu family as soon as possible."

My body is awakened and I ask my ancestors to bless me!"

Some powers can only be awakened by one person at the same time.

The more powerful the power, the fewer people can awaken it at the same time.

For thousands of years, there is a rumor that has been circulating among people with special abilities - within a year of the death of a certain master in a family of superpowers, a new person with the same attribute and superpower is likely to awaken.

It's like the flow of superpowers between blood vessels.

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