Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 551 Just a Thought
“I thought the young man won.”
When Shang Liang Yue heard this, he looked at Su Xi with a surprised expression.
Su Xi was still staring at the people in the arena, frowning, confused and regretful on her face.
Shang Liang Yue looked at his expression and asked, "Why?"
Qing Lian also asked, "Yes, Dan Ling, why?"
Before Su Xi could say, Qing Lian asked, "Why do I feel this young master doesn't seem to have such a personality? She's amazing."
Su Xi frowned. "I don't know, I think the young master will win, but for some reason, the young master will eventually lose."
Shang Liang Yue's eyes moved, and he smiled.
He remembered that Ditz said that Su Xi had martial arts talent and was a good martial arts seedling.
After hearing what Su Xi said, Shang Liang Yue believed.
Qing Lian frowned when she heard Su Xi's words. "But why do I think the young master is not as strong as that person?"
Shang Liang Yue shifted her gaze and looked at Li Chi who was standing in the competition arena, and said, "The competition is very tight. When it comes to things in the arena, winning or losing is a matter of instinct."
You see him winning, maybe he'll lose the next second, and if you see him going, maybe the next second he'll win.
It's hard to say.
Qing Lian did not understand, a little face full of doubt.
"This ... Why like this?" How could he not understand what the young lady meant?
Su Xi did not understand what Shang Liang Yue meant, but she did not ask like Qing Lian, and lowered her head to think carefully.
In the competition arena, Chu Shaoli was assisted by his servant.
However, as he was helped down, his eyes continued to stare at Li Chi who was standing in the arena.
He's tricked.
He did not know who the person who planned this was, but he knew that this person was scheduled to be in contact with Li Chi.
Li Chi did not look at Chu Shaoli, but looked at Hong Siwen, who was sitting in the first place in front of her. "Silver Eldest, is Red Head better?"
Hearing Li Chi's words, everyone looked at Hong Siwen.
Hong Sixin's skin turned dark.
Hong Siwen's expression had recovered from the unexpected now, and he was dissatisfied with Li Chi's ability to win the bulim throne, which was unexpected but also in his expectations.
He had accepted the fact that the bengcu bulim had become someone else.
Hong Siwen stood up and said, "Master Li, my father is seriously ill and cannot compete with Mr. Li. This year's winner is Mr. Li, and the big bulim is Mr. Li."
Listening to him say it directly, there was no dissatisfaction, jealousy, or displeasure in his tone, and the faces of the other factions were all shocked.
Although Hong Dingtian was seriously ill, there was still Hong Siwen, Hong Sixin.
Both of them had extremely high martial arts, especially Hong Sixin, who was a Daoist from Chengshan Mountain, who was even more formidable.
But none of them made a move today, seemingly handing over the bengcu position.
Wh why?
They can't figure it out.
However, before they could think about it, Hong Siwen ordered someone to take out the bengcu stamp, a tiger and a lion, which represented the bengcu status in this region.
Seeing this, the big sect was even more shocked.
Did this Red Leaf Villa really just give up?
Hong Siwen came with the stamp of a tiger and a lion, and handed the stamp of a tiger and a lion with both hands. "Mr Li, from today onwards, you will be a bengcu bulim in Jianghu."
Li Chi looked at Hong Siwen, with a smile on his face, but that smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.
"My dear niece, I participated in the election of the bengcu bulim for three years, and I lost to your father. For these three years, I prepared every day to defeat your father in today's bengcu election, but your father was a heavy soldier, I feel ashamed of this bengcu position," li Chi said with a slight frown.
The expression in Hong Siwen's eyes slightly moved, and he quickly smiled, "Master Li, it's not that I didn't let my father out to stand with you, either, but my father was seriously ill and could not get out, otherwise today's bengcu election would not be the same. I'm here to host."
The others heard Hong Siwen's words, saying, "My nephew, what happened to Red Head? Even if she was seriously ill, she would show her face."
This Hong Dingtian has yet to come out, is it really that serious?
Hearing what this fellow said, the others also said, "Yes, the Red Leaf Villa has a very high status in the kangouw. He's very sick, so let me wait and see. Anyway, we got here. It's not good if we leave without seeing her."
Hearing everyone speak, Hong Siwen frowned, but soon he came out with a sword and bowed to the various sects around him. "My uncle, I'm sorry. My father was very ill, said the healer needed a good rest, so I didn't let my uncle visit my father, and I forgot my uncle."
"Hey, it's a pity that I can't see the fight between the Red Sect and Li Jiang Sect this year."
"Yes, I am still guessing whether this year's bengcu position will be held by Mr. Red Head again."
"Red Chief is someone who is not narrow-minded, and I can be sure that he can continue to be a bully."
"..."
Li Chi listened to these words, a sullen look flashed across his eyes. But in an instant, the look on his face and eyes recovered.
He looked at the people from the big sects around him and said, "What everyone is saying is that I can't be a bully without fighting Red Head Master."
Hearing what he said, everyone was dumbfounded.
Hong Siwen frowned, and Hong Sixin also drowned.
What's he gonna do?
"I understand what Sect Head Li Jiang expects."
"I too, he has lost to Lord Red Head. He wants to win this year. He actually felt bad when Lord Red Head was seriously ill, and could not fight Sectional Leader Li. Sectional Leader Li was unwilling to accept the tiger and lion stamp for free."
"Nobody's going to be funny this year?"
"What to do?"
In previous years, the struggle for this position was a bloodbath, but this year it was very easy.
Suddenly, someone said, "Why don't we do this."
Everyone looked over when they heard this voice. Qiu Menshi, the head of the Qishan Sect, who made a sound.
Qiu Menshi met a glance with everyone, and then looked at Hong Siwen. "Nephew, your martial arts are strong, you definitely have your father's true heritage, today your father is seriously ill and cannot fight Sect Head Li, so that's how it is. It is up to you to fight Sect Head Li. Come fight.”
Hearing Qiu Menshi's words, Hong Sixin's face changed.
Wh why?
Because Hong Yan told them yesterday that his father was in danger now, and was seriously injured, and only the male Hong Siwen was left in the Red Leaf Villa.
They don't have to fight in the bengcu bulim election today, to protect Hong Siwen.
If Hong Siwen was injured today, would there still be someone in the Red Leaf Villa who could take the lead?
Therefore, Hong Siwen had not fought today.
Now, Qiu Menshi wanted Hong Siwen to fight ...
Hong Sixin's heart suddenly screamed, sensing that something was amiss.
He looked at Li Chi, and then at Qiu Menshi, clenched his hands.
After hearing Qiu Menshi's words, all the sects in the surroundings nodded.
"This method is not bad."
"Today, my nephew hasn't gone on stage, but he can fight against Li's head."
"Yes, I think young master Qi Yunmen did not speak up."
"..."
Hong Siwen's heart sank, and the look in Hong Sixin's eyes kept flashing, and suddenly, he said, saying,