Vol 8 Chapter 39: 7th Wednesday

Time passed, and six days passed from seven days.
Only one day, the war is coming.
Countless people came to Zhongshan from all over the country, and came to the riverside, wanting to see this battle between outstanding young masters.
As a result, Zhongshan State became completely popular.
There have been too many people influx, there are still many people watching the excitement, and even some people come from overseas.
In short, under the propaganda of the Eclosion Holy Land, in this battle between Ye Sheng and Wang Shouyi, whoever wins is the first young generation.
Although many people are upset and think that they are not bad, more people still agree with this first person's statement.
Ye Sheng just beheaded nine masters of the Golden Core, and became famous.
Wang Shouyi is also a three-thousand-year-old genius who has been in the eclosion sacred place. The cremation caused by the collision can still arouse people's desire to watch.
As time approached, Biejiang was completely banned, and no merchant ships were allowed to come and go, because the battle between Ye Sheng and Wang Shouyi could definitely make the Biejiang waves roll and any merchant ships would capsize.
These days, in Bieshan Manor, Fang Conglong and the others waited anxiously. Ye Sheng was in retreat. They didn't see anyone, and they were not bothered. They could only wait for Ye Sheng to come out.
On the sixth night, the sky was filled with stars, Fang Conglong and others were still waiting in the yard, and no one spoke.
Squeak!
Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and Ye Sheng walked out of it, walking calmly, with a restrained manner, and he couldn't see any realm.
The Void Devil stood on Ye Sheng's shoulders with a cold and arrogant expression.
Fang Conglong and the others approached Ye Sheng immediately and asked some questions rushingly.
Ye Sheng didn't answer a single one, but asked, "Is there any news worth hearing recently?"
Fang Conglong immediately told Ye Sheng what had happened recently.
Generally speaking, there is no major issue, because Wang Shouyi and Ye Sheng practice in retreat.
"Ye Sheng, are you sure?" Fang Conglong asked worriedly.
"Yes." Ye Sheng smiled confidently. Who doesn't have confidence in this thing?
Fang Conglong and the others still wanted to ask, but Ye Sheng stretched out his hand to stop them, saying: "I have recently felt that I need someone to settle and settle down. The day after tomorrow is a life and death battle. I will leave first and see you on the river the day after.
Ye Sheng left the manor without even the Void Demon King. He came to a boulder on the edge of Biejiang, silently looking at Biejiang, lost in thought.
"What's wrong with Ye Sheng?" Fang Conglong asked the Void Demon King.
"He has encountered a hurdle and needs to step out by himself." The Void Demon said lightly.
The rest of the people looked at each other and knew that they could not help Ye Sheng, so they could only support silently.
"Don't worry, he will definitely defeat Wang Shouyi that bastard." The Void Demon said with confidence.
Fang Conglong and others can only believe.
...
Ye Sheng sat on the boulder, staring at the water of Biejiang, lost in thought.
His practice was fairly smooth, he was at the pinnacle of the Sixth Heaven innate, and he was only a little short of breaking through the distance, a thin film that broke with a hard poke.
But Ye Sheng tried several times without success.
He simply stopped trying, and went to the other river, looked at the river, felt something, and let it break through naturally.
Ye Sheng believes that it must be possible.
That night, he watched the waves roll on the boulder and beat the shore.
The seventh day comes.
The last day of the battle of life and death.
It might be Ye Sheng's last day in this world, or it might be Wang Shouyi's last day in this world.
On this day, as soon as Wang Shou left the barrier, he quietly adjusted his state and waited for the duel tomorrow.
On this day, Ye Sheng entered Biejiang.
Puff!
Ye Sheng jumped into the Biejiang River, followed the flow, completely let go of himself, and didn't want other things.
He turned himself into water and merged with the water of the Biejiang River.
He turned himself into a fish, wandering like the fish in Bijiang.
He turned himself into a blade of grass and inserted it into the mud deep in the Biejiang River.
Ye Sheng felt a realm of incarnation.
He was in the realm, unknowingly, breaking through the seventh heaven.
This feeling made Ye Sheng better embrace nature and feel the world.
He began to examine himself, and a new artistic conception was born from this perception.
A vague feeling.
Ye Sheng couldn't figure it out, but he felt that his direction was right.
If you continue to practice, this kind of understanding will become deeper and deeper, and there will be qualitative changes.
...
When Ye Sheng came out of the Biejiang River, the entire Biejiang River was full of people.
There was an endless stream of people coming to see Ye Sheng and Wang Shouyi's life and death battle.
It was early in the morning, and the mountains on both sides of the strait were heavy with dew, but these people came early in the morning to grab a spot.
Ye Sheng smiled and said, "For this battle, the propaganda is huge, if you lose, thank you."
He didn't feel nervous, got up and returned to the manor, empty, he should go to grab a place.
Ye Sheng changed into clean clothes, did not rush to the battle, but stood at the desk, picked up the wolf's hair, and wrote a word on the white rice paper.
dead!
In one go, after finishing writing, a huge murderous aura permeated from above.
Rumble!
The whole room was filled with murderous intent, sweeping everything ~EbookFREE.me~ with an unstoppable momentum.
Ye Sheng picked up the sword of the world and walked out in a stride.
Walking into the yard, Ye Sheng saw Fang Conglong and the others drank the remaining drinks last night.
He picked up a pot, laughed, and said, "It's a good time to kill with a sword and wine."
With a pot of turbid wine, two sleeves of cool breeze, and a long sword, Ye Sheng came to the Biejiang River.
boom!
As soon as Ye Sheng appeared, everyone in Biejiang became excited.
Going to fight.
Everyone knows that the war is about to begin.
It is not in vain that they came early in the morning to occupy a position with a wide view.
On a large mountain on the shore, Fang Conglong and his party became excited.
"Brother Ye is here."
"It seems quite easy to see Brother Ye doing this."
"Brother Ye, come on, kill Wang Shouyi."
"Brother Ye is here, where is Wang Shouyi?" Yun Kang asked.
Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.
One man and one horse, Wang Shou came with bare hands, wearing a samurai costume, and the horse stopped when he saw Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng and Wang Shouyi officially met at this moment.
"Before killing you today, please have a sip of wine." Ye Sheng threw the dirty wine away and said loudly.
Wang Shou caught them one by one, and smiled coldly: "Can you kill me with such confidence?"
"Without self-confidence, I won't come." Ye Sheng's eyes became cold.
Between him and Wang Shouyi, either you die or I die, there will be no third result today.
Wang Shouyi looked at the dirty wine, gulped it, then threw it to Ye Sheng, and said, "I also invite you to drink."
"No, this wine was left over from Fang Conglong and the others last night. It's very dirty, I don't want to drink it." Ye Sheng smiled happily.
Wang Shou's face was cold, and he glared at Ye Sheng. He didn't expect Ye Sheng to put one on him at the beginning.