Chapter 1780: Semi-Finals (1/2)
Initially, both Gudu Wuyi and Chen Huoan wanted to question Huang Xiaolong if he had killed their sons, but neither of them dared to speak without thinking twice.
The Grandmist Emperor Palace had lost two disciples, and when Han Qing had tried to settle the account with Huang Xiaolong, she had ended up miserably.
Watching Huang Xiaolong’s back as he strode out from the plaza, Gudu Wuyi, Chen Huoan, and the others felt cold sweat on their backs. They also felt a trace of luck that the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s Ancestor Han Qing had taken action before them.
“Uncle!”
From afar, Bei Xiaomei called out to Huang Xiaolong with a bright, sparkling smile, waving her hand cheerfully at him.
A smile rose to Huang Xiaolong’s face seeing her, and he thought, ‘This girl must have been hiding and watching what happened just now.’
Huang Xiaolong, Fang Xuanxuan, and the others walked towards Bei Xiaomei’s group.
Bei Xiaomei rushed up to Huang Xiaolong, and the first sentence that came out from her lips was, “Uncle, you’re so bad!”
Huang Xiaolong nearly took a tumble.
This sentence was so ambiguous, and it could easily lead others to misunderstand.
“Uncle, if I had known you’re so amazing, I wouldn’t have worried about you. You didn’t tell me you’re so strong, making me worry for nothing.” Bei Xiaomei pouted sulkily and went on, “Another thing. You were watching me make a fool of myself when I told Guo Deyun to look after you on the battle stage.”
Before coming to the Heavenly Court, Bei Xiaomei had told Guo Deyun to look after Huang Xiaolong on the battle stage round, and reach a draw.
Huang Xiaolong smiled. “You didn’t even ask me, so I’m not to be blamed.”
Bei Xiaomei turned to Fang Xuanxuan and Peng Xiao and said, “Sister Xuanxuan, should we punish Uncle by making him grill ten thousand lambs for us to eat before forgiving him?”
Fang Xuanxuan chuckled hearing her suggestion and replied, “That’s a good idea, I agree.”
Peng Xiao smiled and nodded her head in agreement.
The three girls' seamless cooperation gave Huang Xiaolong a headache.
… Ten thousand lambs?
As the group joked and talked, they left the plaza area. Leaving together with Huang Xiaolong and Bei Xiaomei’s group was the Martial Demon Emperor Palace and Magic Shaman Emperor Palace’s group.
Along the way, Mo Xiao and Peng Yi both congratulated Huang Xiaolong many times.
They could hardly believe that Huang Xiaolong had won first place in the preliminary round. At the same time, both were astounded by Huang Xiaolong’s strength.
“What are the origins of those two monsters?” The Brightness Emperor’s Disciple Lan Tailong asked Chen Wenqian beside him; however his voice came out with much difficulty.
Chen Wenqian shook his head, “I can’t see through them, however, those two monsters are not simply late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm. I made an error in my judgement earlier.”
He glanced at Han Qing who was still lying inside the pit in the plaza. The shock he felt had not yet subsided.
That human-shaped pit was still there!
Even though Chen Wenqian himself was a late-Tenth Order Heavenly Monarch Realm, he could not make such a big pit into the plaza.
“I really can’t understand why these peerless experts would be willing to follow Huang Xiaolong!” Whilst astounded, Lan Tailong was angry and doubtful at the same time.
“Check it, we must find out where those two monsters came from!”
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While Huang Xiaolong and the others returned to the manor areas via the transmission array, the crowd at the plaza was immersed in another wave of furor. At every corner of the plaza, there were discussions about Huang Xiaolong winning first place in the preliminary round.
“I hadn’t expected Huang Xiaolong to be the preliminary round’s first place!”
“Didn’t I say early on, it’s impossible that Huang Xiaolong would bet forty million low-grade chaos spirit stones on himself, for winning first place, for no good reason!”
“Did you say that? I remember you were mocking Huang Xiaolong as the king of fools.”