Xuanxia

Chapter 353 Hidden Dragon
Since Fu Qingzhou has defeated Murong Xuan, he has at least secured one of the top three spots.

And everyone could hear clearly his final conversation with Murong Xuan on the stage.

"Young Master Fu."

Jiang Baichuan asked loudly on the judging platform: "You have just made a judgment on the strength of Ning Wushu and Yuan Zhen, but have you ever fought with them?"

The fact that Fu Qingzhou and Yuan Zhen had fought each other was known to everyone in the world.

But it was a private fight after all, so Jiang Baichuan still had to ask.

Fu Qingzhou turned around, bowed slightly to the judges, and said, "That's right. A month ago, I had a fight with Yuan Zhen. Although neither of us used our full strength, I was slightly better."

"As for Lady Ning..."

He smiled and said, "Last night before Lady Ning left for the capital, we had a sparring match and it ended in a draw."

"A draw?" Jiang Baichuan nodded slightly.

He turned his gaze to the judges around him and asked, "What do you think?"

Master Jingming pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I think Fu Qingzhou's words can be trusted. With his cultivation to this point, he should be able to judge the strength of his opponents at the same level. Although it may not be accurate, it can also be used as a reference."

"What Master Jingming said is very true."

Song Jinyu continued, "But if he and Ning Wushu are tied, how should we decide who will be the champion? Murong Xuan and Master Yuan Zhen haven't fought each other yet, so how can we decide who will be the third place?"

"Mr. Song, we have our own judgments." Zhao Hao waved his fan and smiled, "If you ask me, this matter is easy to handle."

Song Jinyu's eyes lit up: "Please let Prince Zhao know."

While they were talking, countless audience members in the audience shut their mouths, stretched their necks, stretched their ears, and listened carefully.

"Then I'll tell you about it for your reference."

Zhao Hao said: "Fu Qingzhou is very strong, Ning Wushu is also very strong. Even if we drag Ning Wushu to the stage now and let them fight again, it is very difficult to judge the winner. In my opinion, their strength should be between the same. Today it is a draw, tomorrow Fu Qingzhou will win slightly, and the day after tomorrow Ning Wushu will win slightly. It is difficult to judge based on strength alone."

"But in the battle of Sangmen Village, Fu Qingzhou not only killed the shamans of the Seven Realms of Beiyi alone, but also restrained himself and did not kill anyone when being controlled by the Great Shaman of Beiyi. In the end, he broke free by himself and joined forces with Alliance Leader Jiang to repel Huo Yaer. Which of the young heroes here dares to compare with such achievements?"

After these words were spoken, countless people nodded slightly.

Fu Qingzhou, who was listening in the audience, had his eyes wide open.

This boy, when has he been able to say so many nice things to me?

But Zhao Hao was not playing the role of a dandy young man. He waved his fan and said righteously, "Since Fu Qingzhou's strength is on par with Ning Wushu's, and he made great contributions during the Qianlong Hundred Outstanding Conference, in my opinion, Qianlong should be his."

Song Jinyu nodded slightly after hearing this.

Jiang Baichuan asked, "Prince Zhao's words make sense, but Ning Wushu is also a general in the Northern Frontier. He has served in the army for many years and killed countless enemies. How should his achievements be counted?"

"Alliance Leader Jiang, you are overthinking this." Zhao Hao said with a smile, "You are all from the martial arts world. The Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Gathering is also a grand gathering of the martial arts world. Ning Wushu has made military achievements in the Northern Frontier, so he will be rewarded by the court. Why should we join in the fun?"

"But what Fu Qingzhou did this time was different. The Northern Barbarians came to harm the people of Dayan. He did a great thing for the people!"

Jiang Baichuan naturally knew that this was the answer he wanted, so he also nodded and smiled to show his agreement.

"So……"

He looked at Master Jingming and Shangguan Xuan and asked, "Dear judges, do you have any objections?"

"Nothing." Shangguan Xuan said concisely.

Master Jingming also nodded gently: "No objection."

"Very good." Jiang Baichuan smiled and said, "Then don't worry - Prince Zhao, we still have the top three to be decided, do you have any ideas?"

"Of course."

Zhao Hao raised his lips and said, "The top three are easy to decide. Since Murong Xuan and Yuan Zhen are equally matched, and Yuan Zhen's strength is obvious to all, I believe that no one below Murong Xuan would be shameless enough to compete with her. So naturally one of them will be the third and the other the fourth."

"More than a month ago, Fu Qingzhou was still in the fifth realm, which made him slightly better than Yuan Zhen; now Fu Qingzhou has broken through to the sixth realm, which makes him slightly better than Murong Xuan. I think there is no need to say more about who is stronger and who is weaker, right?"

Fu Qingzhou rolled his eyes quietly after hearing this. Are you using me as a standard for combat effectiveness?
Murong Xuan is 0.95 of me, and Yuan Zhen is 0.9 of me? Is that how you calculate it?
Of course, despite all the complaints, what Zhao Hao said still makes sense.

Although Yuan Zhen and Fu Qingzhou did not really fight to the death at that time, the two only exchanged three moves, but in full view of everyone, Fu Qingzhou gave Yuan Zhen enough time to accumulate strength and finally resolved his three major sword skills. At that time, Fu Qingzhou was still in the fifth realm.

Now that he had broken through the sixth realm, he and Murong Xuan were fighting on the stage in a fierce and dangerous situation. In the end, even their weapons were shattered.

Judging by him, Murong Xuan is indeed better than Yuan Zhen.

He himself had just told Murong Xuan that if they were to fight to the death, the worst-case scenario would be that she and Yuan Zhen would die together.

"Prince Zhao, what you said is very true."

Jiang Baichuan nodded and said, "In this way, the title of top three is determined."

He laughed and turned to the people in the rest area: "Heroes, are there any of you who still intend to challenge Young Master Fu and Lady Murong? The meeting is not over yet, and the winner at this time can still change the top three!"

Still challenging? Who?
Fu Qingzhou? Who can beat him?

Murong Xuan? She used her long sleeves to beat a group of people so hard that they lost their minds. After she showed her claws, everyone who saw her would shudder. What was the point of beating her?
So when faced with Jiang Baichuan's question, the young heroes could only smile bitterly and shake their heads.

"In that case..."

Jiang Baichuan laughed and said, "The champion, top three, and top ten of this conference have been decided!"

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

On both sides of the big stage, the sound of drums rose up, and a passionate music floated from somewhere. Fu Qingzhou searched for a long time before he found a wind and percussion band hiding under the judges' stand, playing hard.

Soon, a group of gorgeously dressed female disciples of the Wulin Alliance emerged from nowhere, and surrounded him and came to the front of the big stage. The rest of the young heroes who had entered the top ten were also pulled onto the stage, and each of them was like a puppet, allowing these female disciples of the Wulin Alliance to place them in the appropriate positions.

After that, there were colorful ribbons flying in the sky, noisy cheers from the audience, and prizes were handed to them one by one.

It can be seen that the disciples of the Wulin League secretly practiced many times for this award ceremony...

As the leader, Fu Qingzhou received a lot of gifts this time.

He got the "peerless divine pill", and then he could go to the Wulin League's library to choose a secret book, or even choose a top-notch forging material and ask Master Feng to help him forge a long sword.

Of course, he couldn't choose the secret book now. He couldn't open the peerless magic pill in front of others. As for the forging material, he looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out which one was better. The smoker just complained, "They are all similar, just pick one randomly." So he closed his eyes and pointed to a piece at random...

Amid the chaos of joy, the Hidden Dragon Hundred Heroes Conference finally came to an end. Jiang Baichuan waved his hand and announced that he had booked five large restaurants in Luoyi City for tonight, inviting all the fellow martial artists to feast on the food...For a moment, no one cared about him as the leader, and all the martial artists came together, arms around each other's shoulders, to grab good seats in the good restaurants.

Fu Qingzhou was still standing on the big platform, holding a gorgeous medicine box in his left hand and a large piece of black forging material in his right hand, looking a little dazed.

"Qianlong, Young Master Fu, what are you doing here?"

At this moment, Qiu Chan's artificially sweet voice sounded beside him. She helped take the forging material from his right hand and said with a smile, "Let's go eat and drink."

As Fu Qingzhou turned around, the medicine box on his left hand was taken away.

"Big brother."

Tang Jiao smiled sweetly on his other side and said, "You really won the first place for me! Now, your name as a hidden dragon will spread all over the world~"

"For you?" Qiu Chan raised her eyebrows.

Tang Jiao pursed her lips proudly: "It's for me! Big brother said it himself!"

"Our sister Tang Jiao is so honored—" Qiu Chan said with a sly smile, "She is indeed worthy of being Master Fu's dear junior sister~"

Tang Jiao snorted, "That's right! It's better than some Taoist nun who appeared out of nowhere!"

"I haven't become a nun!" Qiu Chan frowned.

"Who knows?" Tang Jiao tilted her head: "Aren't the female disciples in the Taoist temple Taoist nuns~"

The two of them argued with each other and then walked away, leaving Fu Qingzhou behind and going further away.

The crowd in front stretched far away, heading towards the brightly lit streets.

(End of this chapter)