Lan Qing's expression became very strange, but he still bowed respectfully to Roxanne. No matter what, his dad's woman was their elder.
"Greetings, Your Holiness," Lan Qing said respectfully.
Roxanne flipped her wrist, and a piece of silver energy metal appeared in her palm. She handed it to Lan Qing and said, "From now on, call me Old Mother. Take this as a greeting gift.
Aiya, how good would it be if I had a son as handsome as you! "
Lan Qing was stunned, but he quickly recognized that it was a piece of rare energy metal. He hurriedly said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I can't accept it. It's too precious."
Roxanne's expression darkened. "Why?
You don't want to acknowledge me as your Old Mother? "
"Brother, take it." Lan Jue hurriedly took the energy metal from her hand and stuffed it into Lan Qing's hands.
Actually, Lan Jue sympathized with Roxanne. His dad had been avoiding her, but she was infatuated with him.
As the younger generation, it was better for them to play matchmaker.
Lan Qing was upright, but he felt that something was wrong. He was about to say something when Chu Cheng, who was next to him, rushed over.
"Auntie, do you still want a godson?
What do you think of me? "He put on a handsome and charming smile and said to Roxanne.
Roxanne glanced at him and frowned. "Child, you're so young, but you already have dark bags under your eyes. One look and I can tell that you're a promiscuous person.
I don't want a godson like that. "
Chu Cheng's expression stiffened. "Auntie, dark bags under my eyes might be because I didn't sleep well. It doesn't mean I'm a promiscuous person, right?" He didn't believe that she could tell.
Roxanne said lightly, "You can't tell with your eyes that a promiscuous person is a promiscuous person, but with my experience of reading people, I can tell if a man has kidney deficiency."
"Kidney, kidney deficiency …" Chu Cheng's face instantly turned pale. Damn it.
In front of so many people.
Even though he was already very thick-skinned, he still couldn't help but want to find a hole to hide in.
Mika, Xiu Xiu, Lin Guo-guo, and Kerr couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle. Huali even burst out laughing. Lan Jue even laughed mercilessly. Only Lan Qing was a little better.
But he had already turned his head away, unable to look straight at her.
Roxanne's gaze then fell on Huali, "This young man looks really good, but it's a pity that he's too feminine, too gentle and beautiful.
Not masculine enough.
Hmm, my Bupang has better taste.
These two godson are really good. "
Lan Qing was also very helpless. A God of War had been forcefully recognized as an adopted son. Who could he go to to reason with?
But from Lan Jue's expression, it could be seen that he had no choice but to be her godson.
She was the first woman they had seen in their father's life.
It wasn't wrong to call her godmother.
"What's your name?" Roxanne looked at Lan Qing with interest.
"I'm Lan Qing," Lan Qing answered.
"Call me 'mother'." Roxanne's face was full of interest.
Lan Qing was stunned. The corners of his mouth twitched, but in the end, he still managed to call out, "Godmother …"
Roxanne pursed her lips. "Little Qing, you're not as obedient as Jue. Call me 'mother' more affectionately. Next time, remember."
"Auntie." The Wine Master couldn't bear to watch any longer.
He walked over and whispered in her ear.
"Oh, right. Why did you bring them here?" Roxanne looked at the Wine Master.
"They're good friends," the Wine Master explained.
"They wanted to spar, so I gave them a place to do it. That's why I'm here."
"A fight? That's good.
I'm coming too! "Roxanne looked as if she wanted to see the world in chaos.
The Wine Master helplessly said, "Auntie, please have some self-respect.
Why don't you be their referee? "
It didn't seem right to stop her from participating, but they couldn't just let her fight.
Who could possibly be her match?!
Roxanne huffed in annoyance.
"Fine, I'll be the referee.
How are they going to fight?
Male and female pairs or a free-for-all? "
The Wine Master's expression was one of helplessness. He shot Lan Jue a look.
Lan Jue hurriedly interjected. "I'll spar with A-Cheng first.
Then I'll have to fight my brother. "
"Oh, no tricks at all.
Let's begin.
Make it exciting! "
As she spoke, Roxanne waved her hand. A strange, almost tangible silver light appeared. In the blink of an eye, all but Lan Jue and Chu Cheng disappeared. They reappeared at the edge of the arena.
Lan Qing's heart skipped a beat. He'd felt the space around him slice open like a slice of bread, then separate and relocate to the other side.
It looked simple, but in truth, even a Paragon wouldn't find it easy to manipulate space to such a degree.
Obviously, this old lady's strength was quite formidable!
At the very least, she was stronger than the Wine Master.
Chu Cheng looked at Lan Jue, and Lan Jue looked back at him. Their eyes met, and suddenly their eyes lit up.
"Ah Jue, I won't be merciful!
I'll turn my grief into strength. "
Chu Cheng was like a raging bull after being provoked by Roxanne. His eyes blazed with the desire to fight.
He wanted to prove with his actions that his kidneys weren't weak!
Lan Jue smirked. She lifted her right hand and gestured for him to begin.
Chu Cheng's eyes turned red in an instant, and a layer of dense red light rose from his body in an instant.
His left foot stepped forward, and his right fist punched out at Lan Jue.
It looked simple and direct, but it was thick and solid. It was as heavy as an immovable mountain.
More importantly, Lan Jue could feel the explosive power in his fist.
This was protogenia of fire. Explosion!
As expected, Chu Cheng hadn't just been flirting. It looked like he'd trained hard after the tournament, and his strength had improved.
They were too familiar with each other, and the slightest change was immediately noticeable.
Lan Jue took a step to the side. His hands were like a seal as they met Chu Cheng's fist. His whole body seemed to soften, and there was no aura of power around him. However, the air around the Reaper Arena seemed to ripple.
"Pfft!" Fist and palm collided.
Chu Cheng was about to release the powerful energy in his fist.
But he suddenly felt empty in front of him. There seemed to be no power blocking him. The energy he wanted to release had a feeling that he couldn't find a target.
Lan Jue's silhouette flickered, and in the blink of an eye was at his side.
She rammed her shoulder into his.
Chu Cheng snorted coldly. He squatted down and lowered his shoulder.
Hot, dark red flames gushed out of his shoulder like magma. In terms of control of Hades Flame, he had reached the level where he could control it with his mind.
Lan Jue had exposed his secret. Chu Cheng knew that she was only at the fifth rank of Level Nine, but he was at the seventh rank of Level Nine, and working hard to reach the eighth rank of Level Nine.
His overall cultivation was far above Lan Jue's. The difference of two ranks was enough for him to compete with Lan Jue.
"Bang!" Their shoulders collided.
On Lan Jue's shoulder, there seemed to be a black and white energy that looked like Yin and Yang fishes. The Yin and Yang fishes rotated and forced the dark red flames away.
Then the two collided.
Chu Cheng only felt that Lan Jue's shoulder collided with him. Just as he wanted to follow up with another attack, Lan Jue's shoulder collided again.
All of this was done in a very small margin.
But Chu Cheng's most aggressive collision was forcibly dissolved by Lan Jue.
Under the collision, Lan Jue took a step back, but Chu Cheng took three steps back to the side.
Inch Defense!
It was a very profound method of dissolving force in Tai Chi.
Only after fully understanding the true meaning of Tai Chi could one cultivate it. This was also what Jueti had just taught to Lan Jue.
Mastering the Inch Defense technique could dissolve a huge force of ten thousand catties within an inch of distance, minimizing the damage.
It was a protective sacred art.
How could Chu Cheng know the knowledge behind it? He immediately suffered a big loss.
As Lan Jue retreated, he struck out with both hands. Two golden lightning bolts immediately shot towards Chu Cheng.
Although Chu Cheng was retreating, his reaction was not slow. He swung his right hand, and a dark red flame shield immediately appeared in front of him, isolating the two golden lightning bolts.
At this moment, Lan Jue suddenly moved. He circled his hands in front of him, and a strong suction force was suddenly transmitted outwards.
Chu Cheng only felt that the suction force seemed to be irresistible. He quickly gathered his energy and stabilized his steps.
Lan Jue took advantage of the situation and took a step forward. In an instant, he was in front of him. His body turned halfway, and he struck out with his right fist. Fling Hammer!
"Bang!" The flame shield shattered, and Chu Cheng staggered backward.
But Lan Jue continued to advance. He used the Big Dipper Step, alternating seven steps. Each step brought with it an oppressive aura that forced Chu Cheng to continuously retreat.
When he took the seventh step, the Big Dipper Hammer was fully charged. When he punched out, it was like a landslide.
Helpless, Chu Cheng could only use his palms to block. He felt a terrifying power explode from Lan Jue's fists. The energy he used to defend himself was torn to shreds by Lan Jue's overlapping, sometimes strong, sometimes weak energy.
A great force came, and he flew out uncontrollably.
In the distance, the spectators all wore different expressions.
Roxanne simply watched on, her expression unchanged. Lan Qing nodded inwardly. In the time they hadn't seen each other, Lan Jue's understanding of Taiji had grown much deeper than it had been on Planet An Lun.
On the surface, the battle between him and Chu Cheng didn't seem like much compared to Huali's, but in reality, it was far more spectacular than the battle between Huali's.
Chu Cheng's cultivation was clearly higher than Lan Jue's, but he was still at a disadvantage. He wasn't even able to use his full strength. This proved many things.
Lan Jue relied entirely on the advantage of Taiji to pull down Chu Cheng's advantage in cultivation.
This kind of battle was truly a battle of skill.
(To be continued.)