Chapter 922: Sharp-edged

Everyone on the scene opened their eyes wide and stared at the huge pit below.

You know, just ten minutes ago, there was still a complete competition platform.

Forcibly using physical power to turn the tournament platform into a pit up to tens of meters deep... This is beyond the scope of everyone's cognition.

But the scene just now can be seen clearly.

Fang Yu blasted Jiangdao with a punch, causing the collapse of the entire venue.

But now, both of them are gone.

In the pit, only smoke and dust floated. Other than that, there was no sound.

The referee, who had retreated to a hundred meters away, looked at the pit in front of him, then looked around, and scanned the teams of other sects.

The Hundred Competitions have been held for more than a dozen sessions, and this is the first time such an accident has occurred.

At this level, the ten-year sect competition is no longer possible.

As for how to deal with the follow-up, it depends on the meaning of each sect.

At least for now, it can be over.

"Everyone, due to emergencies, today's 100-sect comparison has come to an end. As for the follow-up matters, you have to wait for the various sects to discuss the results before you know the result." The referee made a deliberation and amplified the voice with infuriating energy and announced. .

There was no sound in the audience.

Most of them came to the Northern Capital from various regions just to see the 100-sect ratio held every ten years.

If due to other circumstances, the Hundreds of Competitions are cancelled, they must be full of complaints.

But this time, everyone was surprisingly silent.

Because, they came to the Northern Capital to see the wonderful competition... and the battle between Ziyan Palace and Shuanghan Palace just now was extremely exciting.

With the real guns and live ammunition between the two parties, the competition between the other sects was as boring as a child playing.

Of course, the process was indeed a bit thrilling, and even their audience was almost affected.

However, this can be regarded as an alternative stimulating experience, anyway, in the end, nothing happened, which is a good memory.

After the head referee announced the situation, many spectators began to exit.

Many audiences were also whispering about the identity of the male disciple who came to power in Frost Han Palace.

"Hey, how do I feel that the man who acted on behalf of Shuanghan Palace just now was the Fang Yu who made a lot of trouble with the Wang Clan during that period of time!?" One of the children from the Northern Capital family said in a low voice.

"It seems to be! Just now I noticed that he is very young, and when he starts his hands, his body will glow with golden light... These two characteristics are exactly the same as those of Fang Yu, the **** man in the rumors!" The man replied.

"But if it was Fang Yu, why would he represent a small sect in the Huaibei area? And seeing his brutality, it seems that he has a lot of hatred with Ziyan Palace..." Another person participated in the discussion.

The three discussed for a while and did not draw much conclusions.

But for Fang Yu's identity, the three of them were quite sure.

After all, apart from Fang Yu, there should not be anyone with such a young appearance but such a terrifying strength.

...

"Master, should we go too?" Liu Liansha's face was still pale due to the shock just now, but he had recovered a lot, and asked.

The team in Frost Han Palace had already retreated to the audience seat.

Su Lengyun looked at the pit in front, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

At the moment when the ground collapsed, she sensed Fang Yu's breath and quickly left the place.

"Big Brother Yu..." An expression of worry appeared on Su Lengyun's beautiful face.

She was not worried about Fang Yu's safety, she was just worried about Fang Yu's mental condition.

When the group of people in the Ziyan Palace was tortured and killed on the martial arts stage, the aura on Fang Yu's body and the look in his eyes were abnormal.

Especially when Jiang Dao finally said those words, his expression became even more wrong.

This is the source of Su Lengyun's inner anxiety.

...

On the other side, Murong Jian turned to look at Yuan Jing, and then at Yuan Hao on the ground.

Yuan Hao was still in a coma.

"Since the Hundred Sects Competition has ended, let's leave now, Yuan Hao needs treatment." Yuan Jing said.

"Yeah." Murong Jian nodded.

"Brother, that person just now, I seem to know his identity."

At this time, a disciple of Dragon Slashing Pavilion stepped forward with a look of amazement and whispered.

"Who is he?" Murong Jian asked, turning his head.

"He... is probably Fang Yu, who was named Zhen Beidu some time ago!" The Dragon Slashing Pavilion disciple said with his eyes wide open.

"Fang Yu..."

Murong Jian's eyes moved and he squinted slightly.

...

Jiangnan, the top of Skyline Mountain.

Just like when I came last time, the top of the mountain is overgrown with weeds and clouds.

Among the weeds stood a dilapidated tombstone.

Fang Yu, covered in blood, walked to the tombstone, stood for a few seconds, and then sat down directly.

"I cleaned the remnants of the Ziyan Palace." Fang Yu looked at the tombstone in front of him and said, "Actually, I didn't want them to die so happy, especially Jiang Dao. But when I started, I always I couldn't control it, and eventually killed them all."

After speaking, Fang Yu stared at the tombstone in front of him, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

"Jiang Dao said a word before he died. Of course, this sentence is obviously his last struggle. He said it just to make me uncomfortable." Fang Yu tilted his head and frowned, "But to be honest, I personally I think that what he said may actually be a real situation."

"The disciples of Tiandaomen, they will definitely think of me in the face of desperation. When they think of me, they will inevitably have hope in their hearts until the last moment.

"As for whether they will hate me for not appearing before dying, this...I think there must be some parts, which is very reasonable."

Fang Yu said blankly as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"After all, when they chose to join the Tiandaomen, it must be because they believed in the Tiandaomen, that is, trusting me. Protecting their personal safety is the responsibility of the Tiandaomen and also my responsibility."

"Including their family, they must hate me very much."

"Thinking in another place, these are emotional conclusions that are easy to reason about."

After speaking, Fang Yu was silent for a while, sighed heavily, and scratched his hair with an expression of pain.

He once hoped to seal up this memory completely and not recall it again.

But in fact, the more he deliberately did this, the clearer this memory became.

Especially after Jiang Dao said those words, Fang Yu closed his eyes and could remember the faces of some disciples in the Tiandaomen.

These faces are young and innocent, with an infinitely bright future.

This incident is the only wound in his heart now.

I thought that by removing the remnants of the Ziyan Palace, the wound could be patched up, but in fact, it became more and more open.

Fang Yu knew very well the intention of Jiang Dao's last remarks ~www.readwn.com~ but he just couldn't avoid the stab at the heart.

"Don't say anything, sit down first." Fang Yu said, looking at the tombstone in front of him.

...

Hundreds of events that took place at the Grand Competition were seen by tens of thousands of viewers, and naturally they inevitably spread out.

Among the various rumors, there was a small group of people about the identity of the male disciple in Frost Cold Palace, and this person was probably Fang Yu, who was previously named Zhenbeidu.

And the words of this small group of people quickly fermented and spread.

Fang Yu, Fang Yu again!

Some time ago, this person went to the first family alone and made a big fuss, defeating all the elders of the Wang family, and let everyone in the Wang family kneel down and beg for mercy.

And this time, he inexplicably made his appearance on the stage of the Hundred Sects Competition, cruelly torturing and killing his opponents, and let his name completely start in the sect realm.

This person has appeared on big occasions one after another, doing behaviors that everyone will never forget... It can be said to be sharp!

This kind of faction is really high-profile!

What is his purpose? Or simply show strength?

Nobody knows.

But in the hearts of most people, Fang Yu's perception is not very good.

No one likes a high-profile and unruly person, even if he is really strong.

After all, in the eyes of everyone, the top group of strong people since ancient times are generally humble and low-key.

This Fang Yu is so jumping, and sooner or later he will fall!

Of course, thinking so in my heart, no one dared to make any disrespectful remarks from the other side Yu.

Many aristocratic families have even published the portrait of Fang Yu within the family, so that the children of the clan will go out, and you must not provoke them when you encounter this person.