Monarch Night

Chapter 617 - 151: Fang Xiaohua’s Grand Display [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)

Monarch Night

Chapter 617 - 151: Fang Xiaohua’s Grand Display [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)

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Chapter 617: Chapter 151: Fang Xiaohua’s Grand Display [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)

In the heavens and earth, there’s just this one person.

That kind of demeanor makes one’s heart instantly captivated.

Yan Nan smiled and said: "Originally, my grandfather was going to give it to you, but now Dongfang Strategist has given you the Cixin wood Heart, which is much better than my grandfather’s. You should wear this from now on."

"Alright."

Yan Beihan agreed readily.

Then Yan Nan asked: "Why are you here?"

Yan Beihan whispered into Yan Nan’s ear: "They all want to go down and beat up that guy, and asked me to see if grandpa would give them a chance."

As she spoke, a fair little finger quietly pointed towards Fang Che in the arena.

Yan Nan’s eyes flashed, and he laughed heartily, saying: "For this, you need to ask Dongfang Strategist."

Dongfang Sansan frowned slightly and asked: "What’s the matter?"

Yan Beihan said: "Dongfang Strategist, we want to have a bout with your King level champion over there, what do you think?"

Dongfang Sansan shook his head with a smile, almost like coaxing his granddaughter, chuckling: "You little girl are too headstrong, the King level Battle is already over, and you all have higher cultivation levels than him; wouldn’t going down to fight him be bullying?"

Yan Beihan charmingly and petulantly said: "But what he said earlier was too infuriating. I can’t help but want to hit him."

Dongfang Sansan pondered for a moment and said: "If Eldest Lady Yan personally wants to spar with him, I don’t oppose it. After the whole event is over, talented disciples from various Mountain Gates will come out to challenge; treat it as the closing act of this grand event and a form of exchange between each other. You can challenge him then."

He smiled at Yan Beihan and said: "But if he refuses, then let it go. If there is a fight, there must be no maiming or death, do you understand?"

"Okay, it’s settled then!"

Yan Beihan immediately cheered up: "Thank you, Dongfang Strategist, you’re really nice."

Dongfang Sansan laughed, saying: "Little girl, you’re slick-tongued, but no matter how much you say, you can’t get any other rewards."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers lightly on Yan Beihan’s little head, "Alright, go play, and remember to be good."

Yan Beihan felt that with Dongfang Sansan’s flick, her mind became much clearer.

Feeling a vague insight in her heart, she nodded obediently: "Okay, I’m going to play then."

Bowing, she turned and left.

Yan Nan was moved and said: "Brother Dongfang, this time I’m indebted to you."

He hadn’t expected that Dongfang Sansan would actually give Yan Beihan a dose of the Qingxin Elixir.

This was indeed a great opportunity for Yan Beihan.

Dongfang Sansan smiled faintly and said: "It’s nothing, besides, this is also a calculation. With the Cixin wood and Qingxin Elixir, it’s difficult for Miss Yan to fall into the path of slaughter in this life. For us, this is a great thing."

Then he smiled again and said: "Besides, this little girl is smart, lively, pure and transparent. I genuinely like her from the heart and can’t bear to let such a clean little girl fall into the path of slaughter. It’s nothing much."

Yan Nan laughed heartily and said: "Whether it’s nothing, it still shows an intention."

After laughing, he instructed behind him: "Bring two pounds of my Soul Suppressing Tea to Dongfang Strategist."

Dongfang Sansan chuckled: "Yan Nan, you old thing, you don’t want to owe me any favor at all."

Yan Nan smiled and said deeply: "After all, we are life and death enemies. In the future, I don’t want to spare anyone under your hand just because I owe you a favor."

Dongfang Sansan smiled faintly, somewhat helplessly: "Why involve an elder’s affection for a young girl in so many things? Even though we are opponents, after years of confrontation, we also know each other. Even if Yan Beihan calls me Grandpa Dongfang, it’s still a plausible call. You think too much."

Yan Nan said: "In that case, count it as you owing me then."

Then he said: "Bring two more pounds of my Soul Suppressing Tea."

Dongfang Sansan clapped his hands and said: "Brother Yan is indeed generous. In that case, I’ll gladly accept it."

Yan Nan said deeply: "No matter. Brother Dongfang will understand in the future."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said: "The little girl won’t easily die."

Yan Nan laughed, his brows dancing: "With your words, I, Yan Nan, already feel it’s worth it."

Dongfang Sansan also shook his head and chuckled inwardly, thinking that Yan Nan truly pampers this granddaughter.

It’s not just pampering to the skies, but directly to the point where the sky doesn’t exist.

...

The battles in the arena proceeded one after another, with victories and losses basically balanced; you win one, then I win one back.

Thus proceeding in alternation, the battle situation was intense as ever.

The cheers from both sides made people’s voices hoarse.

At a table on one side.

Duan Xiyang sat across from Yu Tianqi, neither of them had spoken from the start; just silently sitting, occasionally glancing at the battlefield, but quickly shifting their gaze back.

Until now, the roaring all around seemed unable to affect them the slightest.

Only after half of the Emperor level Battle had passed did Duan Xiyang finally speak: "After this battle, you should recover."

Yu Tianqi said calmly: "There’s a one-third chance."

A slight smile appeared on Duan Xiyang’s gaunt face: "On the Guardian side, there’s Feng Guohai; his strength is the crown of all participants, so barring any unforeseen events, the champion should be yours."

Yu Tianqi sighed with some guilt: "This must have been meticulously arranged by the Ninth Lord. I humbly receive it with a guilty conscience."

One hundred thousand divine crystals, betting on one-third of the Soul Condensing Divine Crystal Heart, was a gamble that Dongfang Sansan had set up for Yu Tianqi.

Everyone saw this very clearly.

Therefore, in this friendship battle, for the Guardians, the Martial Marquis Battle and King level Battle could be lost, but there must be no slip-up in the Emperor level Battle!

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