Xuanxia

Chapter 293: One Hundred Heroes
"Huh...huh..."

Fu Qingzhou half-knelt on the ground, his only hand tightly grasping the long sword and supporting himself on the ground. He had no strength left in his body.

The blood dripping from his forehead blurred his eyes and he could not see clearly what was in front of him.

Naturally, it was also difficult to see clearly that the golden characters in the sky finally reached "One Hundred".

Jiang Baichuan's voice resounded in the night sky, but Fu Qingzhou had just been hit hard on the head by Kanfang's tail while trying to save Qiu Chan. He had severe tinnitus and could not hear a word.

When the dizziness came over him, he even thought he was going to faint...

Until the next moment, the voice of the smoker actually sounded in my mind!
"Hahahaha, Fu boy, you are not good enough. It's just such a simple trial, and you are in the top 100! You fought so hard, and that's it? That's it?"

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Fu Qingzhou was in a trance for a moment, and then he realized that the bloodstains in front of him had disappeared. He also regained feeling in his empty left arm, but with a numb and tingling sensation. The feeling of weakness in his body and the severe pain coming from all parts of his body... were all gone.

"So, it's over?"

He blinked hard, and then he gradually pulled himself out of the horrific life-and-death struggle.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the big stage, but the stage was already very empty. Most of the young heroes who had been on the stage before had disappeared.

Jiang Baichuan was saying something at the judges' table. Fu Qingzhou's mind was still a little confused at this moment. He couldn't quite understand what he was saying, but he guessed that it was just an announcement of the end of the first round of competition or something like that.

Soon, Jiang Baichuan finished speaking, and thunderous applause and cheers began to ring out from the audience!
A group of Wulin League disciples quickly walked onto the stage, opened the boxes of silver ingots, and quickly loaded them onto large plates covered with red cloth.

One thousand taels of silver is neither heavy nor light. The disciples of the Wulin Alliance carried the silver in both hands and walked briskly, carefully placing it in front of each of the "Hundred Heroes" on the stage.

"Master Fu? Master Fu?"

The soft cry of a Wulin League disciple finally brought Fu Qingzhou back to reality.

He raised his eyes and saw the familiar face in front of him.

"Uh, Senior Brother Zhuang?" Fu Qingzhou vaguely remembered the other party's last name. He was a disciple of the Wulin Alliance who participated in the siege of Fanyin Temple.

"Yes, it's me."

Senior Brother Zhuang smiled and said, "You are so amazing. The final battle with the four Kanfangs made my blood boil... I am very honored to have fought side by side with you."

As he said this, he put down the silver ingot in his hand: "Here is your one thousand taels of silver, keep it."

Fu Qingzhou thanked him quietly and watched Senior Brother Zhuang leave.

"Thank you, damn pervert."

At this time, Qiu Chan's voice came from beside him.

Turning around, I saw that she was clearly a little dazed, but she also woke up and chuckled, "If you hadn't helped me block that blow at the last moment, I would have been eliminated."

"It's just a piece of cake." Fu Qingzhou responded weakly.

Although the bodies in the illusion were not real, the battles and the extreme tension between life and death were real, and their souls and spirits were all greatly consumed.

At this time, all the young heroes on the stage who were named one of the 100 heroes were a little confused and dazed. After a long while, they gradually came to their senses amid applause and cheers.

Finally, some people began to cry for joy, while others smiled calmly, as if they had expected this result.

"Big brother!"

There was a loud cry of joy. It was Tang Jiao who finally found Fu Qingzhou in the crowd. She strode towards him like a butterfly, without even taking her one thousand taels of silver.

Fu Qingzhou struggled to stand up, and then was embraced by Tang Jiao.

"Tsk..."

Qiu Chan at the side said sourly: "He is so lucky."

But under the gazes of countless people, Tang Jiao quickly shyly withdrew her hands and took a half step back. "Hey, Jiaojiao, have you cried?" Fu Qingzhou asked, looking at her slightly red eyes.

"fine!"

Tang Jiao smiled and rubbed her eyes: "I was just a little tired after being chased by the strange beast in the end."

She found Fu Qingzhou, and Wu Changfeng naturally came soon after.

But he looked much more tired and weak, and looked half exhausted.

"Damn it, those guys have no moral principles!"

He cursed, "One group after another, each one wants to kill me, damn, I'm so tired!"

Fu Qingzhou also saw Murong Xuan, Kua Ye, Yuan Zhen, Ning Wushu in the crowd... They looked much more relaxed.

It seems that the powerful people are still powerful after all. No matter how many variables there are in the competition, they can still survive.

In the crowd, he also saw Zuo Lamei's nephew, Lin Qu.

He sat cross-legged on the ground alone, with tear marks on his cheeks. He was in a daze for a long time, then he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with some excitement and clenched his fists.

This young brother also made it through...

"Brother Fu."

At this time, Yang Liuqing's voice came from behind him.

Fu Qingzhou turned around and saw Yang Liuqing bowing deeply to him: "Thank you."

"Okay, don't be so polite."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and stretched out his hand to help him up: "We are all brothers, there is no need."

"It is necessary." Yang Liuqing said solemnly, "If it weren't for Brother Fu, I wouldn't have been able to stay until the end, let alone have the opportunity to compete with the other 100 heroes."

"This is of great benefit to my path of cultivation. I must express my sincere gratitude."

Fu Qingzhou laughed and patted his shoulder: "If you want to thank me, treat me to a big meal later!"

"Haha, I'm sure you'll eat so much that you won't be able to get out of bed for three days!" Yang Liuqing also laughed.

At this time, all the outstanding students on the stage gradually came to their senses, and gathered in groups of three or five, talking and laughing. On the judging platform, the smiling Jiang Baichuan finally spoke.

"Everyone, congratulations on being named one of the Hundred Heroes."

He spoke loudly: "You are all exhausted today. If you don't mind, you can rest in my Wulin Alliance. Wulin Alliance has prepared guest rooms for you... Of course, if you have a better place to rest, you can go there."

As he spoke, he smiled and said, "Three days later at noon, still here, we will start the second round of fighting."

After saying that, Jiang Baichuan turned to the other side, which was the resting area for the young heroes. All those who were eliminated were sitting there. Some were looking at the stage with reluctance on their faces, some were envious, and some were cheering because their relatives and friends stayed on the stage.

Qu Yi was also in the audience. She looked at Yang Liuqing, Fu Qingzhou and others who were laughing on the stage. She stood up excitedly and clapped her hands non-stop, her face flushed. The two senior sisters beside her looked at each other, their eyes full of auntie smiles.

Jiang Baichuan smiled at them and said, "Although you were not selected, don't be discouraged. You are still the most promising young talents in the world with outstanding cultivation, and you are also the future pillars of the martial arts world. The path of cultivation is long and arduous, and a temporary victory or defeat is not enough to judge a hero."

"I believe that you will achieve brilliant success in the future, become famous all over the world, and shock the world!"

His words were powerful and resounding, and the eliminated young heroes were also inspired. They all stood up and clasped their fists: "Thank you, Alliance Leader Jiang!"

Jiang Baichuan smiled slightly, then turned to the countless people in the martial arts world below the stage and bowed seriously.

"Everyone, the second round of the competition will be held at noon three days later. Please don't be absent and come to support us!"

(End of this chapter)