Wu Chang Jie

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Chapter 65
The last contest of the Jiaolong Assembly had begun, and Zong Zi Heng had not yet been able to pull himself away from the shock and fear.

The faintly discernible incense on Yan Shu's body was exactly the same as the one he had smelled last night at Bailu Pavilion. He had carefully distinguished the incense, so he definitely could not have remembered it wrong.

But his first thought was disbelief. Even regardless of his birth status, Yan Shu is more than thirty years older than Chu Ying Ruo, so why would Chu Ying Ruo betray the young and handsome Emperor Zong, who is extremely fond of her? How and when did these two people, who are not related in any way, hooked up?

But if that man was really Yan Shu, then some of the questions seem to be explainable. For example, perhaps they had known each other before Chu Ying Ruo entered the palace, and the man behind the curtain had instructed the Lion Alliance to defend Zong Zi Xiao when they attacked them in Gutuo Town ...

Zong Zi Heng gasped. A chill went straight from the soles of his feet to his heavenly spirit. Even the naked eye could see that the blood on his face faded significantly.

It was ridiculous, too ridiculous.

But what if ...

Zong Zi Heng looked at his younger brother in the ring, who was performing with a sword as nimble as a flying bird, and gathered the courage to turn his face sideways and look in the direction of Yan Shu.

Only seeing Yan Shu fixed his gaze at the two teenagers who were competing, and his face, which had always been indifferent and prudent, faintly flashed with a hint of pride and delight.

So shuddering.

Zong Zi Heng's body swayed and he lowered his head heavily.

And as the battle was raging in the ring, no one noticed his abnormality.

Ye Yun Chen had become famous as a teenager, very much like Xu Zhi Nan's momentum back then by going all the way through with little effort and cultivating his Yuanyang technique at a young age to such a marvelous extent that it was already difficult for ordinary weapons to hurt him. With such an ability, even if he encountered a high-ranking cultivator, he would still have the ability to fight. It's indeed a youth to be regarded with respect.

Without Zong Zi Xiao, he would have been the most talked about person in the immortal cultivation world today.

In this duel, Zong Zi Xiao demonstrated his cultivation level of the seventh Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword, causing the entire audience to be in an uproar.

For the next ten years, decades, and centuries, the continent would spread the name of Zong Zi Xiao's talent and the indelible fear he brought to the immortal world during his life and after death.

Zong Zi Xiao had won, becoming the youngest winner of the Jiaolong assembly in five hundred years, shaking the entire Jiuzhou.

Zong Ming He stood up in excitement and shouted, "My son is the Jiaolong, my son is the Jiaolong!"

The elders of the Zong Clan all expressed happiness and were overjoyed. The appearance of a generation of heavenly pride heralded the return of glory to the Daming Zong Clan.

The guests of the immortal clans, whatever they are feeling in their hearts, were all outwardly congratulatory.

The consorts, on the other hand, had their own splendid faces.

Zong Zi Xiao, a young man, was soaring with pride that his face seemed to glow. He first knelt to thank his parents and then turned in a hurry to look at his big brother.