The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 1110

Chapter 1110 Regret!

Snap snap snap…

He Pingsheng clapped his hands, picked up a ring, and then took out a brand new Taoist robe from his own ring and put it on.

Amidst the judge’s stunned expression, He Pingsheng slowly walked out of the arena.

It was still very noisy outside.

Not many people paid attention to the contest between He Pingsheng and Liang Zihe.

Apart from the people of Kunwu Mountain and Red Lotus Valley.

“congratulations!”

“Junior Nephew He, you’ve won!”

Xi Qingsheng looked at He Pingsheng with envy.

He Pingsheng smiled.

Sorin reached out and pulled He Pingsheng to sit next to him, saying, “How did you win so quickly? I just saw you two hadn’t even fought yet, and in the blink of an eye, you were already done!”

“Where is Liang Zihe? Why haven’t I seen him?”

He Pingsheng smiled and said, “Liang Zihe is already in pieces. He can forget about ever leaving that celestial talisman cave.”

“ah……”

Everyone was shocked.

At this point, everyone had to reassess He Pingsheng’s abilities.

“He Pingsheng…” Just then, a furious voice roared through gritted teeth. The short, fat, dark-skinned man, Yun Zhongzi, had somehow appeared on the Red Lotus Immortal Valley’s side. He was trembling and pointing at He Pingsheng: “You…you…you deserve to die…you actually killed Liang Zihe?”

“Do you know that he is a genius that only appears once every 100,000 years in Kunwu Mountain?”

I’m going to kill you!

Clang…

Enraged, Yun Zhongzi drew his sword, seemingly forgetting that he was in the arena.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The next moment, six golden lights flashed by, and six people landed beside Yun Zhongzi from six different directions.

“Do not lay a hand on them!”

“What do you want, immortal?”

“If you dare to use force in the City Lord’s mansion, don’t blame us for killing you!”

It turned out that the guards from the city lord’s mansion responsible for maintaining order in the arena had arrived.

“Huff…huff…huff…” Yun Zhongzi gradually calmed down. He said while panting heavily, “He cheated, I’m reporting him for cheating!”

“If he hadn’t cheated, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to beat Liang Zihe from our family!”

He Pingsheng smiled without saying a word!

However, since Yun Zhongzi raised questions, the footage of the entire battle was eventually brought out and handed over to Yun Zhongzi.

Yun Zhongzi looked at it repeatedly three or five times, but couldn’t find any flaws, so he gave up with a dark face.

Of course, he stopped accusing He Pingsheng of cheating, but it was no longer possible to get him to stop there.

After returning to his residence, Yun Zhongzi took a deep breath and said, “To be able to withstand Liang Zihe’s [Dragon and Phoenix Combination Strike] with his body without being hurt, and then kill Liang Zihe with a single punch, this guy named He Pingsheng, who is at the ninth level of the Human Immortal stage, is definitely not simple!”

“I even suspect that Fairy Caiyu, who impersonated a cultivator from Kunwu Mountain, might be related to him!”

“Think about it, who would think of impersonating our Kunwu Mountain?”

“Those who impersonate Kunwu Mountain are at least somewhat familiar with our Kunwu Mountain!”

“If you think about it that way, He Pingsheng is very likely to be the one!”

“This person must not be allowed to live!”

There were nine more disciples in front of Yun Zhongzi.

These nine disciples from Kunwu Mountain had come to participate in the grand competition, but unfortunately they were eliminated in the first four preliminary rounds, thus missing out on the real competition.

After listening to Yun Zhongzi’s analysis, everyone nodded in agreement.

Yun Zhongzi looked at one of them and said, “Gao Yu, you should return to the sect immediately and report He Pingsheng’s situation to the ancestor. The ancestor will naturally send people over to eliminate He Pingsheng!”

“Yes!” The immortal named Gao Yu accepted a jade slip and then hurriedly left the city.

…

“What?”

In the White Cloud Immortal Sect’s headquarters, an elderly man with white hair and beard looked at his disciple in disbelief: “You mean to say that Liang Zihe was killed?”

“And you only used one move?”

“Is this person a disciple of the Crimson Lotus Immortal Valley?”

“Yes, Master!” the disciple replied respectfully. “This person is a disciple of the Red Lotus Immortal Valley, named He Pingsheng, and his cultivation is at the ninth level of the Human Immortal stage!”

“He’s very strong!”

“Moreover, according to Kunwu Mountain’s speculation, this guy is very likely the same scoundrel who impersonated Fairy Caiyu back then!”

“What?” This time, the elder of Baiyun Immortal Sect jumped up: “I understand… I will report to the sect immediately… No, no, no… You arrange the next competition, I will personally return to the sect immediately to ask the patriarch how to handle it?”

…

Inside the city lord’s mansion stands a magnificent black hall.

This is the usual residence of Wu Zhanyun, the deputy city lord.

On this day, the black array of the main hall was opened layer by layer, and a young man walked into it.

“Grandpa…” Wu Xiu bowed respectfully to his grandfather, Wu Zhanyun.

The kind of respect that runs deep.

“Hmm…” Wu Zhanyun, who was sitting upright on the futon, opened his eyes and asked, “Is everything done?”

“It’s all taken care of, Grandpa!” Wu Xiu said. “The registration and filing are complete, and Lord Qingyu has approved my direct entry quota. I just need to wait for the competition to end before I can head to Star Emperor City!”

“Hehehe…” Wu Zhanyun chuckled and stroked his beard, saying, “That’s good, that’s good… Once we get to Star Emperor City, if you perform well, I’ll secretly help you improve your ranking. You don’t need to be in the top 100; if you can pass two rounds, you can become an outer disciple of the Star Emperor!”

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“At that time, your future will be bright!”

“Yes, thank you, Grandpa!” Wu Xiu’s face showed no joy; instead, he said with deep concern, “But there’s one more thing!”

“He Pingsheng actually defeated his opponent and advanced to the next level!”

“The key point is that he killed his opponent with a single punch!”

“What?” Wu Zhanyun frowned slightly, then said, “I didn’t expect this kid to have some talent. But it doesn’t matter, it’s just one win, it’s nothing.”

Go!

Wu Zhanyun waved his hand, and Wu Xiu left the hall.

The next day!

The martial arts practitioners arrived once again.

“Grandpa… He Pingsheng won another match, and he defeated his opponent with a single punch!”

“Grandpa, He Pingsheng won the third round. You know his opponent this time. He is the grand-disciple of Lord Qingyu of the City Lord’s Mansion, the recognized genius of our City Lord’s Mansion, Fairy Moyu. Fairy Moyu is a candidate to enter the top 100!”

“Grandpa… He Pingsheng has won again! He’s advanced to the fifth round!”

“Grandpa… He Pingsheng has entered the seventh round…”

“Grandpa… He Pingsheng defeated Lu Wenting, the number one genius of the City Lord’s Mansion, and made it into the top ten…”

Bang……

Click!

Wu Zhanyun, who had remained indifferent all these days, suddenly trembled upon hearing the news that He Pingsheng had entered the top ten. A teacup on the coffee table in front of him fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

“Alas…” A deep sigh echoed: “I regret it… I regret it…”

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