ATPnovel Chapter 1193 - 1193 390 Surprise
Chapter 1193 - 1193 390 Surprise
1193: Chapter 390: Surprise 1193: Chapter 390: Surprise Jiang Wang and Zhongxuan Zun left the World Stage shoulder to shoulder, leaving the towering Pillar of the Six Unions behind them.The soldiers of the Sky-covering Army, led by Qiao Lin, silently followed behind, supporting the two.
They took the nearest exit, different from the one Ji Zhaonan took.
The two of them talked as they walked, discussing issues about cultivation, and they had a rather good conversation.
During the previous five days of training at the Pointing Generals’ Stage, the two hardly spoke.
After arriving at Guanhe Platform, they occasionally chatted.
It’s not that their relationship had become particularly good.
As Cao Jie said, being on the battlefield turns comrades into brothers.
At Guanhe Platform, they represented Qi Country on the same front against the prodigies of other countries.
Once back in Linzi, they would still compete and bicker over matters as usual.
Jiang Wang had fought in the Lost World; Zhongxuan Zun was born into a family of famous generals, and naturally, both understood this principle.
One in fluttering white robes, the other in a green robe with a sword.
One strikingly elegant, the other calm and composed.
Both being exceptional prodigies, naturally, their grace stood out.
Even in the prodigy-filled Guanhe Platform, they were eye-catching.
As they talked and walked, they frequently drew looks from passersby.
“Ji Zhaonan’s spear thrusts should not be dodged, but rather…”
Zhongxuan Zun was speaking when he suddenly halted.
Ahead was a familiar figure.
Clad in the dark green uniform of the Chun Si Army, his tall stature prominent, with a long face, high nose, and deep eyes.
Looking dusty and with the aura of battle yet to fade.
He just stood there amidst the bustling crowd.
Like a flagpole planted there.
When his gaze carried over, that prideful disdain finally hid away.
Then he was stunned.
Similarly stunned were both Zhongxuan Zun and Jiang Wang.
“How are they together?”
“This is too sudden?”
“Maybe I should watch a few more selections…”
The thoughts of the three men likely resembled this.
The silence solidified for a moment.
Both Zhongxuan Zun and Wang Yiwu spoke almost simultaneously.
“Didn’t you say you weren’t coming?”
“My master forbade me, but I snuck out.”
Then both fell silent again.
“Well,” Jiang Wang scratched his nose uncomfortably and said to Zhongxuan Zun, “I’m heading back first.”
Wang Yiwu glanced at him indifferently: “Rest assured, I’m not here to trouble you this time.
As soldiers, the greater good of the country is paramount.”
This seemed like a temporarily reconciliatory statement, but however listened, it felt uncomfortable.
This Mr.
Wang is really something.
To those unaware, it would seem as if I was the one who lost last time and am now particularly afraid of him!
Do I care about you?
Are you getting too confident?
Jiang Wang came to Guanhe Platform specifically aiming for the number one spot in the world.
His youthful spirit was at an all-time high.
Everyone he met, he would not show the slightest weakness.
With that initial awkwardness dispelled, he touched his sword and raised an eyebrow, his presence dominating: “People fear most when they make excuses for themselves.
Actually, General Wang, if you want trouble, it doesn’t really matter.
It’s unlikely to affect the greater good of the state.”
Wang Yiwu had just arrived and dared to assure the chosen top prodigy of the Inner Mansion to calm down, which was quite arrogant.
But Jiang Wang’s response was even more overbearing, implying handling you wouldn’t cost me much effort, how could it possibly affect anything?
Wang Yiwu’s expression darkened.
He had sneaked out, not even changing out of his Chun Si Army uniform.
The battle at Jianfeng Mountain had once again made him known across the land.
Having experienced the baptism of war, he clearly emanated the aura of a “leader of soldiers”.
Now, he fully focused his gaze on Jiang Wang.
Only one person, yet poised like an army of thousands ready for battle, holding the reins ready to charge, and drawing the bow ready to shoot.
Yet Jiang Wang faced him unflinchingly, like an unsheathed sharp sword, fully displaying its edge.
-“Let your army come, why should I fear?
It’s just men killing men, horses killing horses!”
The two stood in sharp confrontation, as if a clash was imminent at the slightest disagreement.
Only the Heavenly Cover Soldiers trailing behind them exchanged looks, caught in a quandary.
Logically, they should side with Wang Yiwu, who not only is their pride in the army but also the direct disciple of Great Qi’s God of War.
However, representing the Heavenly Cover Soldiers, Qiao Lin and others had also enjoyed their recent days with Jiang Wang.
Most importantly, their current duty was to protect Jiang Wang.
Soldiers would undoubtedly stand by their duty, but did Jiang Wang clashing with Wang Yiwu count as an attack?
Should they step in if Jiang Wang’s temper flared?
This left them somewhat undecided for a moment.
It was Zhongxuan Zun, in his fluttering white robe, who stepped forward with an easy posture, effortlessly breaking the tension between the two.
With a helpless shake of his head, he said, “How about you two settle this after returning to Linzi?
This is Guanhe Platform after all.
The entire world of Various Countries is watching.”
The Pillar of the Six Unions still extended into the Cloud Summit behind him.
The waves of the Long River, still rolling past in the distance.
On the Guanhe Platform, people in various national costumes continued to come and go.
Those Heavenly Cover Soldiers were still exchanging looks.
Wang Yiwu lifted his chin, finally the first to divert his gaze, his face expressionless.
If it weren’t for his unchanging arrogance, Jiang Wang wouldn’t have bothered with him.
He now didn’t want to be the joke in front of other nations, and removed his hand from his sword hilt.
“Let’s go,” sighed Zhongxuan Zun.
“Back to Qi Street first.”
Though the two were on tenterhooks, there was no other path but this one, and only one place to go—Qi Street.
It would be more awkward to go one after the other; moreover, who should go first?
A disagreement on that might lead to a fight… It’s best to go back together.
Zhongxuan Zun walked silently between them.
With Jiang Wang there, it wasn’t appropriate for Zhongxuan Zun and Wang Yiwu to talk alone about anything, nor was it good to blatantly try to include Jiang Wang in their conversation.
All in all, it was very uncomfortable.
The three walked in silence, quickening their pace in tacit agreement—a rare moment of unity.
This brisk pace soon brought them to Qi Street.
Inside the ranks of the Heavenly Cover Soldiers, Qiao Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.
He had almost used the army’s alert Magic Artifact to call General Cao over.
Around the corner lay the towering archway of Qi Street.
A Heavenly Cover Soldier stood at the forefront; spotting them, he immediately turned in, likely to update Cao Jie awaiting their news.
The trio—Jiang Wang and the others—walked forward awkwardly, all feeling a sense of relief.
Suddenly, gongs thundered, firecrackers exploded in succession, and fireworks lit up the sky.
Out of the sudden clamor, a crowd with beaming smiles surged forward.
There were Xu Xiangqian, Zhao Wuyan, Zi Shu, Li Longchuan, Yan Fu, and Wen Tinglan.
Wearing armor, Shisi (Fourteen) steadied a large bronze gong.
Xuan Sheng, taking up the space of two men, gleefully struck a gong mallet tied with a red ribbon.
“Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang!!!”
He opened his large arms, turned around, his chubby face wrinkling with a smile: “Surprise!”
The smiles froze.
The words “Jiang Qingyang” at the tip of his tongue were also swallowed back.
The figures before him.
From left to right, were Wang Yiwu in the dark green military uniform of the Chun Si Army, the fluttering white-robed Zhongxuan Zun, and finally, Jiang Qingyang in a green robe wielding a sword.
Wang Yiwu, expressionless; Zhongxuan Zun’s eyebrows twitching; Jiang Qingyang covering his face with one hand.
How utterly stiff a scene this was!
For a moment, the gongs ceased, the drums were silent, and the smiling crowd fell silent too.
Unaware of the situation, Zi Shu slowly, who had been clapping, also gradually stopped…
The verse written by the talented Xu, “Qingyang Qingyang, you’re the strongest!
Jiang Wang Jiang Wang, first in sight!” finally couldn’t be continued…
Only the already lit fireworks continued to explode bundle by bundle.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Colors danced in the sky, as if passionately illustrating this awkward tableau.