Chapter 37: Poetry Appreciation (1)
Chen Moxuan's mood is getting worse and worse, he already thinks very highly of himself, and he can't see others being better than himself, nor can he see others being more handsome than himself.
"What are you? Why didn't you kneel when you saw this king? His long, enchanting eyes were full of anger.
"I'm Luo'er's servant." Xuanyuan Yu frowned slightly, "I don't like your words. ”
"Since you are a subordinate, you should act like a subordinate, what are you arrogant?!"
Chen Moxuan roared, with a flick of his long arm, a whole table flew directly towards Xuanyuan Yu.
Chen Moxuan is a seventh-order martial artist, and at the same time, he is also a spiritual master, and his talent is extremely good, more than one grade stronger than Ling Yue.
There was a light blue wind on the table, and it went straight towards Xuanyuan. If you are hit this time, you will inevitably be crushed.
Who knows, Xuanyuan Yu stood on the spot, his fingers didn't move, his eyes were like torches, locked the table, and there was a faint golden light in his deep and cold eyes, and his eyes narrowed.
Immediately after, the light blue Mu Yuan on that table all dispersed, frozen in mid-air, and after a while, counterattacked in the direction of Chen Moxuan.
Chen Moxuan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly urged the blue-colored Mu Yuan to protect him, but the power attached to that table was too strong, directly breaking his Mu Yuan barrier and hitting him heavily in the chest!
"Poof-" Chen Moxuan's heart ached, his throat was fishy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Not only did he vomit blood, but his entire body was thrown out of the air because of the huge impact, directly hitting the wall on the west side, and the pain in his back almost annihilated him!
Mrs. Yu was shocked, hurriedly stepped forward, supported Chen Moxuan's body, and said, "His Royal Highness King Qi, how are you?" ”
"It's fine." Chen Moxuan coughed twice and vomited out a mouthful of blood, but he stretched out a hand and pushed Yu away.
Xuanyuan Yu laughed dryly and said, "Of course it's okay, Mrs. Fang, don't worry, His Royal Highness King Qi is a martial artist, and his talent is amazing, just now it was just a retrograde vitality, so he accidentally bumped into himself." ”
Chen Moxuan's face was pale, knowing that the other party was making fun of himself, but he had a good face, and he would not admit that he lost to a servant no matter what!
"Yes, this king accidentally retrograde his vitality just now, so that the wooden table that sent out the slump will fight back." Chen Moxuan held it up and slowly stood up, his face a little unnatural.
Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes with a three-point smile, the corners of his lips hooked a mocking arc, his hands were restrained, and said: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness King Qi, Congratulations to His Royal Highness King Qi, the vitality is involuntarily retrograde, I'm afraid you are going to break through, you will soon be a martial artist of the eighth order of Mu Yuan!" ”
Chen Moxuan was stunned for a moment, a thousand emotions flashed in his enchanting and narrow eyes, and the expression on his face was also changing rapidly.
Yu Shi was also stunned, and his suspicious gaze wandered between Chen Moxuan and Xuanyuan Yu. And at this moment, Ling Luo had already suppressed his laughter and was about to hold back his internal injuries.
"Oh, that's right." Chen Moxuan stood up straight, the usual confidence on his face returned, his chin raised slightly, and he said proudly, "This king has touched the threshold of the eighth order just now, and he is about to break through and completely enter the realm of the eighth order martial artist!" ”
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of urgency crossed his peach blossom eyes, and said: "His Royal Highness King Qi is about to break through, it is really the luck of the Xijiu Kingdom, with your talent, you will soon be able to surpass His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”