ATPnovel Chapter 1262 - 1262 430 Sensible Vote for Monthly Pass
Chapter 1262 - 1262 430 Sensible Vote for Monthly Pass
1262: Chapter 430 “Sensible” (Vote for Monthly Pass) 1262: Chapter 430 “Sensible” (Vote for Monthly Pass) Yu Xi was only responsible for saving the prodigy’s life but did not assist in fully recovering from the injuries.Fortunately, in a powerful country like Mugu, there was never a lack of miraculous elixirs and adept medical practitioners.
Yuwen Ze hurriedly carried Zhao Rucheng down from the Arena at a swift pace, heading out towards the Pillar of the Six Harmonies.
Among the medical practitioners accompanying Mugu this time, there was an imperial physician with exceptional medical skills.
He preferred solitude and some of his treatments were inconvenient to perform in public view, hence he did not attend the ceremony but stayed in the Mu Street on standby.
Yuwen Ze was now searching for him.
“Ze…” Zhao Rucheng said with difficulty.
“What’s wrong?” Yuwen Ze asked as he hurried along, carefully controlling his pace to avoid any jolting.
“Stay behind.” Zhao Rucheng said.
“We’re going to Mu Street to treat your wounds!” Yuwen Ze spoke with urgency.
Zhao Rucheng paused for a moment, then insisted, “I want to watch the battle.”
“No, listen to me!”
Yuwen Ze retorted without hesitation, determined to act decisively and unilaterally while Zhao Rucheng was seriously injured.
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, pulled back by someone.
Turning his head, he saw Helian Yuyun looking at him.
“I need to take Rucheng Yeshua to get treated, Princess!” he said anxiously.
“We must respect the injured’s feelings,” the Princess of Da Mu stated.
“Respect what?
He can be respected after his recovery,” Yuwen Ze said, turning to leave again.
Helian Yuyun held him back once more.
“They say you’re sensible, but you seem not to be.
They say you’re not sensible, yet you try to be,” Helian Yuyun glared at him: “Do you even understand what sensibility is?
Yuwen Ze was a bit flustered: “Wha…
what do you mean?”
Helian Yuyun couldn’t be bothered with more words, and with a swift move, she snatched Zhao Rucheng into her arms, impatiently motioning with her chin: “Go to Mu Street and get some medicine for the wounds, leave this place to me.”
Yuwen Ze, looking at his empty hands, was tempted to argue but ultimately wasn’t foolish enough to do so.
He just murmured a muted “Oh” and hurriedly went to Mu Street to fetch medicine from the imperial physician.
On the now restored Arena, Jiang Wang of Qi Country stood alone in his green robe, hand on his sword.
Yellow Sheri was back at Jingguo’s preparation seat, slapping Zhongshan Weisun’s shoulder with abandon, talking about something.
Meanwhile, Qin Zhizhen of Qing Country, dressed in a black martial outfit, left the preparation seat and walked towards the stage.
At that moment, everything in the arena seemed vague and distant.
The determined advance of black and the steadfast standing of green illuminated the reality.
The semifinal of the lower half of the Yellow River Gathering Inner Mansion Arena was about to begin…
Helian Yuyun, cradling Zhao Rucheng, settled him on Mugu’s spectator seat, deliberately sitting a distance away from the Yuzhen Nun.
Then she took out a jade bottle, uncorked it, and sprinkled green medicinal powder on Zhao Rucheng’s wound.
Zhao Rucheng almost immediately felt itchiness at his neck wound, a sign that the damaged flesh was regenerating.
Following that, Helian Yuyun took out a small golden flask and poured a few drops of golden liquid onto the wound.
The painful sensation disappeared, replaced by warmth flowing through the wound.
Looking into those approaching, beautiful cangqing-colored eyes, Zhao Rucheng was somewhat astonished.
Didn’t you send Yuwen Ze to fetch medicine?
What are you doing now?
However, Helian Yuyun, with a bright smile and tender voice, said: “How do you feel?
Any better?
Can you see clearly from here?
Would you like to sit closer?”
Zhao Rucheng sighed deeply in his heart.
“Much better,” he said.
“Let’s watch the competition.”
By now, speaking was no longer a strenuous effort for him; Helian Yuyun’s medicines were almost magical.
Regrettably, it wasn’t just his neck that was broken; the damaged fighting spirit and even his spirit required time to heal.
However, in terms of the physical wound alone, it had almost fully recovered.
He no longer looked as pitiable as before.
“Good!”
Helian Yunyun sat next to him, her eyes also turned towards the Arena, and she casually asked: “What is the relationship between Jiang Wang from Qi Country and you?”
Zhao Rucheng, gazing at the figure standing tall in green robe on the Arena, spoke in a measured tone: “He is my sworn brother.
I always thought he was gone.
In fact, it was after hearing news of him that I came to Guanhe Platform.”
Helian Yunyun, looking at the Arena, nodded thoughtfully.
The semifinal of the Yellow River Gathering Inner Mansion Arena finally proceeded to the second half.
This was the match that everyone had been looking forward to before the competition started.
It featured Tianfu Cultivator Qin Zhizhen against Jiang Wang who had achieved a great victory over Xiang Bei.
Beforehand, many people were even anxiously hoping to skip the first half and go straight to the results.
Because they were truly eager to witness the luster of another Tianfu Cultivator, and to see the limits of Jiang Wang who had effortlessly defeated the top prodigy Xiang Bei.
Where were his limits?
No one had anticipated that the battle between the prodigies of Jingguo and Mugu would turn out to be so splendid.
With Zhao Rucheng drawing the Sword of the Emperor, the entire audience was astonished.
Yellow Sheri even turned defeat into victory with Absolute Summit Divine Skills, leaving everyone speechless.
It’s no exaggeration to say that the first half of this battle had pushed the quality of this year’s Yellow River Gathering Inner Mansion Arena to an unprecedented level in history.
Now it remains to be seen if the battle between the prodigies of Qin Country and Qi Country can etch this Inner Mansion Arena into the annals of history!
If the prodigies from Qin and Qi can put on a fight that matches the first half, then this year’s Yellow River Gathering Inner Mansion Arena could almost make it into the top ten most spectacular in history!
Now, Jiang Wang, standing proudly on the arena, has met his semifinal opponent.
Qin Zhizhen advanced neither too hurriedly nor too slowly, paying no mind to the impatience of the audience, nor to their eager anticipation and urging, still marching at his own pace, cutting through the tide of gazes, and eventually standing firm on the Arena like a massive rock.
Dressed in black, Qin Zhizhen was like a silent, dark reef.
Jiang Wang, clad in a green robe, holding a sword, was like a tall and straight pine tree.
Each with their own style, they stood opposite each other under the cleansing light of True Monarch Yu Xi.
Of course, this was the most anticipated battle beforehand, but when it came down to the two competitors, naturally, more people firmly believed Qin Zhizhen would win.
After all, the brilliance of the Five Mansions was too dazzling.
However, after the battle between Yellow Sheri and Zhao Rucheng ended, a portion of the audience raised their expectations for Jiang Wang.
They all remember, after Qin Zhizhen displayed the brilliance of the Five Mansions, the other three quarterfinalists, also had no fear, instead, each of them was eager to try.
At that time, many people thought it was mere bravado.
Looking at it now…
Zhao Rucheng, who drew the Sword of the Emperor, definitely has the strength to battle with a Tianfu Cultivator.
And Yellow Sheri, with Absolute Summit Divine Skills, is even more dazzling by comparison.
So what about Jiang Wang?
What kind of splendor will he show?
Yu Xi has not yet formally announced the start of the match.
Jiang Wang’s hand was already on his sword.
And people saw—
Qin Zhizhen, extended his firm and steady hand, reaching out into the void, and from within the void, he drew a black long saber!
This was the first time Qin Zhizhen had drawn his weapon since the beginning of the Yellow River Gathering.
Moreover, this was before Jiang Wang had exerted any pressure.
Even before the battle had started!
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(Jiang makes an entrance!
Where’s the monthly ticket?)