Capítulo 33: You Actually Hit Me
Time passed slowly, and the battles on each platform were intense and lively.
Liu Xuan continued to be arrogant and provocative on the platform, but no one dared to challenge him.
"You people should also go and dominate a platform for yourself," Deacon Lin sighed in relief, seeing the scenario he was worried about was not happening.
Lin Yang and the others promptly followed the orders, each finding a platform to challenge.
On one platform, Song Qian knocked the original champion down with a single punch, then looked around and shouted, "I am Qian Song from the Southern Province! Where is Kuang Qing? Get out here, you bastard!"
His voice was loud, filled with hysterical hatred. Kuang Qing had insulted him at Nianhua King's Tomb, so how could he simply let that grudge go?
While Liu Xuan was displaying his might, Song Qian observed various platforms but didn't find anyone resembling Kuang Qing. If it weren't for Deacon Lin restraining him, he would have already challenged Kuang Qing to a fight.
After pleading with his master for some pills and boosting his cultivation to the peak of the second-rank martial master, now he was just a step away from the third rank of martial master.
When he learned that Kuang Qing was participating in the martial examination, he was overjoyed. He intended to repay the shame he suffered at Nianhua King's Tomb tenfold or a hundredfold.
Watching Song Qian provocatively calling for Kuang Qing to fight, Gu Hongyi looked meaningfully at Mo Qingkuang. "Looks like someone is seeking revenge on you, Young Master Kuang."
"Qian Song? Peak of the second rank, Earth grade techniques...It's Song Qian!" Han Yan'er's eyes flashed with cold light. Song Qian, who had almost tarnished her reputation, was here!
Mo Qingkuang paid no attention. He couldn't be bothered with clowns like Song Qian. He had been busy looking for Lin Yang, who, according to Mo Fan, was his biggest opponent in this competition.
"You're not going to fight?" Tang Yu asked Mo Qingkuang while restraining Ninth Princess, who was about to explode in anger.
In his heart, Tang Yu wondered. Other people were already pointing at Kuang Qing's nose and scolding him, but why didn't he go up? If he really let the other contestants go up in his stead, it would be extremely embarrassing for him.
Mo Qingkuang shook his head, "I'm not interested in him."
Suddenly, his gaze focused, and not far away, a slender figure stood on a platform.
The skin was somewhat rough, and there was a scar on the face, but Mo Qingkuang stared at him intensely! He recognized him at a glance —it was Lin Yang! That aura, that figure, Mo Qingkuang would remember it for the rest of his life.
Watching Lin Yang's moves, casual yet powerful, radiating a red glow, Mo Qingkuang's eyes became serious, and a strong fighting spirit burned within him.
"Don't be in a hurry. You'll encounter him in the elimination rounds," Mo Fan said, preventing Mo Qingkuang from taking immediate action. Regarding Lin Yang, the royal family had already arranged for someone to deal with him. It would be better to let them deal with him first.
After a long silence, Mo Qingkuang nodded quietly.
"If he's capable, he'll naturally meet me in the elimination rounds. Let's focus on getting into the top hundred first," he shook his head and went to another platform alone.
Han Yan'er also gradually calmed down, leading the others to find platforms to conquer.
***
The platform that Mo Qingkuang sought was currently held by a formidable opponent, a graceful and beautiful woman, none other than Chu Yanran, who had entered the martial master realm.
Her eyes were captivating, her appearance stunning, always carrying a sense of momentum before a battle.
Such a beautiful woman in combat naturally attracted a large audience. For such a girl, being able to exchange a few moves with her was like leaving a lingering fragrance.
Unfortunately, she paid no attention to the new fans she gained. Holding a thin sword, her movements were agile and precise. After disposing of each opponent, she would glance towards Lin Yang, exchanging a smile, communicating through their eyes.
Seeing this, everyone felt a sour taste in their hearts. How could such a beautiful girl be interested in someone with a scarred face like that?
Mo Qingkuang looked at the figure he once yearned for, his heart filled with resentment!
This couple, sooner or later, will be crushed to pieces by my own two hands!
He stepped onto the platform, coldly staring at Chu Yanran, lazily saying, "Stop looking, or else your neck will be twisted."
Chu Yanran blushed slightly at his words, looking at Mo Qingkuang's dark face, feeling a bit of resentment.
She thought to herself: Truly, ugly people are very troublesome. Lin Yang and I were communicating with our eyes, which was quite artistic. This guy has no taste, just coming up here to cause trouble.
"Who are you?" With resentment in her heart, Chu Yanran's tone was not friendly as she coldly questioned Mo Qingkuang.
Mo Qingkuang's already dark face turned even darker. This bitch!
Before Mo Qingkuang could reply, someone in the crowd exclaimed, "It's Kuang Qing! Ranked 49th on the Young Qilin Ranking, the one who sent Li Ang flying with a single palm!"
The whole arena was in an uproar. Kuang Qing is here? Is he also interested in this girl? Does he want to conquer her through force?
"Kuang Qing?" Chu Yanran's heart trembled. How did Kuang Qing find her here?
"He already has Ninth Princess, why is he messing around with other girls?" Someone immediately complained.
"He's strong, what can you do about it?"
"I just can't accept it. What's wrong with the eyes of today's beauties? The Ninth Princess likes Kuang Qing, and this girl named Lin Yan likes that scar-faced guy! Think about me, handsome and outstanding, yet I'm single. It's unfair!"
Mo Qingkuang heard the complaints, and his anger intensified. With a sarcastic smile, he said, "Lin Yan? What an interesting alias."
Hearing this, Chu Yanran's cheeks turned slightly red. She looked at Mo Qingkuang's dark face and couldn't help but feel some resentment: Really, what business is it of yours?
Chu Yanran blushed and whispered, "What does it have to do with you? I don't know what you're talking about."
Looking at Chu Yanran's shy and timid appearance, Mo Qingkuang was even more furious. This was something he had never seen before!
'What does it have to do with me? It's my business if I make you bastards live a bad life!'
Mo Qingkuang said coldly, "Let's fight."
"Wait, why did you come to fight me? Song...that Qian Song explicitly challenged you, why didn't you go and fight him?" Chu Yanran tried to stop him.
Song Qian was causing a scene on the platform, challenging Kuang Qing after defeating each opponent.
Lin Yang had mentioned more than once that Kuang Qing would be his greatest rival in the future. Letting Kuang Qing deal with Song Qian would be a win-win situation.
"Why should I listen to anything you say?" Mo Qingkuang was no longer the fool who willingly knelt and obeyed. He instantly understood Chu Yanran's intention.
"I just can't stand seeing lovey-dovey scenes in public!" He roared, a burst of blue light flashing, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Chu Yanran.
"Since it bothers me a little, I'm going to take matters into my own hands!" Mo Qingkuang declared, raising his hand to deliver a resounding slap to Chu Yanran.
Muttering to himself, "Serve you right for not choosing me!" Mo Qingkuang slapped Chu Yanran.
Chu Yanran felt a blur before her eyes and then a sharp pain on her delicate and rosy cheeks. She staggered and got caught off guard.
"Kuang Qing is really overdoing it. How can he slap such a delicate girl? How can he bring himself to do it?" exclaimed someone in the crowd.
"Kuang Qing, you scoundrel! Don't hurt my goddess!"
"Wasn't he here to woo the girl?"
Mo Qingkuang paid no attention to the discussions around him. Swiftly moving, he delivered another slap to the other side of Chu Yanran's face, saying, "I told you to change your mind!"
Chu Yanran screamed in pain as she fell to the ground.
When she struggled to stand up, she realized that she had been slapped twice!
Having grown up in an environment where she was always surrounded by people's adoration and pampering, she had never experienced such humiliation. She looked at Mo Qingkuang in disbelief and said, "You actually hit me!"
She touched her cheeks, and the charming and rosy apple-like flesh was now raised significantly. The two distinct palm prints were glaringly visible on her face.
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