flstandardbreds Chapter 140 Ying Yong Appears
Chapter 140 Ying Yong Appears
The next day, she got up early as usual to go to the game. Qin Shuxue was very dissatisfied. She couldn't eat or sleep well since she came here. "No, there's no match for me in the morning. Why should I watch it? Yan Liuli, you are crazy. Why are you being so formalistic here? What's wrong with me sleeping a little longer?"
"To be honest, she wouldn't know there are so many people if you didn't go. Unfortunately, our Chongyun Sect has become a thorn in their eyes. Maybe she will really count the school uniforms one by one." Ying Yong drank the tasteless soup and sighed, "I really can't eat the food here. Aren't these people immortal? They all follow the principles of heaven and eliminate human desires. The vegetarian food in Xuanyin Temple is better than this."
"Why don't you call your royal chef at this time? You just know how to make empty promises." Qin Shuxue rolled her eyes.
Ying Yong said quickly: "This place is too far, the imperial chef can't make it here, why don't we order takeout tonight and have something delicious."
Qin Shuxue snorted: "Then you should start calling now. I estimate that including the time it takes to send the letter, it will arrive tomorrow night."
Ying Yong was surprised to hear Qin Shuxue's dissatisfaction: "This speed is already very fast! The horses I ordered were all Ferghana horses."
No, she had to think of a way to speed up the process of ordering takeout. It was too torturous in the ancient times. The food I wanted to eat today might not be delivered until tomorrow, and I wouldn't want to eat it tomorrow.
After dinner, several people dragged Qin Shuxue away. Her eyes were closed. However, she was very angry with Hengli last night and didn't want him to touch her. Hengli also didn't allow Ying Yong to take advantage of the opportunity to touch Qin Shuxue. In the end, Situ Xiayan and Ying Yong held her on both sides.
Ying Yong walked and sweated as he said, "I am exhausted from dragging you all the way here. I am going to lose the game."
Qin Shuxue couldn't hear clearly, and she didn't know what to say in response: "If you eat too many dumplings, you will lose because of bloating."
"What?" Ying Yong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just thought that this little girl was so cute and defenseless, and she was not afraid of blurting out any secrets in her heart, but Heng Li glared at him fiercely, warning him not to act rashly.
Shit, can’t I even think about it?
After finally getting Qin Shuxue over, Ying Yong came on stage before he could even take a break. Everyone present knew that he was a prince, but this prince had some weight in Chongyun Sect, and other sects didn't care that much. In their eyes, Ying Yong was just an unpopular person, and he wouldn't be punished if they offended him. So Liuli Palace unceremoniously sent a skilled player from the palace to deal with Ying Yong, after all, killing the arrogance of the royal family was equivalent to killing the arrogance of Chongyun Sect.
The person who came was obviously a famous person in the Liuli Palace. He looked at Ying Yong and smiled, "It's been a long time since we last met. How come you have become epileptic after practicing for a year?"
This man is the male god of Liuli Palace. His name is Mu Shaoyuan, and he is also an acquaintance of Chongyun Sect. He always represents Liuli Palace to defeat many Chongyun Sect disciples. This time, Liuli Palace sent him out right at the beginning. It seems that Liuli Palace is really anxious.
Mu Shaoyuan's biggest characteristic is his bad mouth, which is different from Ying Yong. Ying Yong just talks a lot and doesn't know the occasion, while Mu Shaoyuan simply likes to bully people. Maybe the reason he became a male god is because of his face, it can't be a sadistic attribute...
Ying Yong didn't bother to pay attention to him: "If you want to fight, do it quickly."
"If I remember correctly, we haven't fought each other yet. Every year, you are defeated early and never see me."
"What are you talking about? Will you lose if you meet the guy from Xuanyin Temple? You are lucky to have drawn those with no strength, and you really brag about it." Ying Yong didn't want to say more, but when he thought that Qin Shuxue was still watching below, he didn't want to lose face.
"I'm not sure. After all, I'm not a useless gold type. Why don't you just be a support? Oh my god, I'm dying of laughter."
Ying Yong threw a dart at Mu Shaoyuan's face. Before Mu Shaoyuan could even get ready, he quickly dodged backwards to get out of the range of the rope dart. However, Ying Yong immediately raised his foot and kicked the rope dart forward a distance, chasing Mu Shaoyuan closely. Mu Shaoyuan moved to the side and grabbed the rope dart. At this moment, Ying Yong entangled him again, and a strong punch hit him in the face.
Mu Shaoyuan had to hide now. It seemed that Ying Yong was forcing him to retreat step by step, which made him very embarrassed. He finally took out his hand drum from his arms and started to beat it fiercely, saying: "I didn't expect that you, a little dog, can bite people so fiercely. Let's see how long you can be so crazy."
Ying Yong flew forward to take his rope dart and stabbed it into Mu Shaoyuan's hand drum. Hearing this, he couldn't sit still and said viciously: "Then what do you think my father is? So the people in Liuli Palace think of my father like this. I have to go back and report it."
The sound waves from Mu Shaoyuan's drumming spread out, and if they hit the opponent, they could make him temporarily dizzy. Of course, this would require hitting him several times. Ying Yong already knew his skills, and summoned metal to block the sound waves one by one. Mu Shaoyuan said angrily, "Whenever you have problems, you only know to ask your father to complain. No wonder your father doesn't like you as a son. You are useless!"
"Wow, could it be that my father would like someone like you? You are so angry and jumping up and down, I want to see who will win later." Ying Yong failed to hit the target with his dart, so he pulled it back and swung it a few times, then threw it out again when the time was right. Seeing that his sound waves could not hit Ying Yong, Mu Shaoyuan did not bother to fight him, and cast an earth spell to open the rope dart, then jumped out of the attack range and muttered something.
"Here you go again with that crappy technique of yours. You haven't made any progress in all these years." Ying Yong didn't give him a chance to recite and pounced on him.
Mu Shaoyuan hadn't finished reading when he saw Ying Yong rushing towards him. He was not panicked at all, but instead gave a treacherous smile and suddenly disappeared from his original position.
Ying Yong missed and was shocked: He clearly hadn't finished reciting, so how could he activate the technique?
Just as he turned back in fear, Mu Shaoyuan's face was right behind him. The drum in his hand became very big, and he stopped chanting. He whispered in his ear: "Some skills need to be chanted, and some don't. It seems that you still don't know me well enough."
"Who wants to know you?" Ying Yong turned around quickly, but he was not as fast as Mu Shaoyuan who was ready, and was kicked in the waist, falling several meters away. Mu Shaoyuan put the drum on the ground, stepped on the floor, and immediately created a magnetic field around him, making it difficult for people to break in, and then hit the drum hard.
The sound wave had such a large range that it was difficult for Ying Yong to dodge it, so he had to summon a metal shield to defend himself. Fortunately, he had a high level of cultivation and sufficient spiritual power, so the shield completely protected his body. The sound wave only pushed him back several meters, but he was not injured.
Mu Shaoyuan's voice also came along with the sound waves: "Ying Gou, be careful. If you step out of bounds, you lose."