Bai Yan said with deep meaning: "The deputy sect master should know about the super power of the Great Luo Holy Sect, right?"
Feng Wuxie nodded.
He still knows this.
The Holy Sect of Great Luo conquered the world tens of thousands of years ago, led the continent, and dominated an era!
Now the guardian force of the Molan Continent, he controls the fate of the entire continent like a god. He is one of the eight superpowers in the entire Kyushu Mysterious World.
"well."
Bai Yan sighed softly and said slowly: "The Molan Continent is filled with thousands of countries and is vast. Every thirty years, the Great Luo Holy Sect will hold a competition among its disciples in various empires."
"This kind of competition is called the Daqian Martial Arts Competition!"
"All sects located in the Great Thousand Empire can send disciples to participate in this martial arts competition."
Having said this, he was silent for a moment, and an inexplicable depression filled the hall.
Disciple competition?
Feng Wuxie asked in confusion: "What does this have to do with my Lingxue Sect disciples?"
"This has to do with the competition system."
"Competition system?"
Bai Yan nodded, "When the Daqian Huiwu arrives, the Great Luo Holy Sect will open up the tip of the iceberg of the ancient battlefield in the ancient secret realm as a place of trial. There are many heavenly and earthly treasures and peerless inheritances there!"
"If you have enough opportunities, you can soar into the sky and become a dragon among people. Even if you are unlucky, you can still get a lot of gains from it..."
"If a disciple with extraordinary talent is born, he can still enter the Daluo Holy Sect to practice!"
"And the most attractive thing...is the reward from the Great Luo Holy Sect. As long as a sect reaches the top thirty, the Great Luo Holy Sect will give that sect various generous rewards, making it a powerful sect that dominates the world! "
Feng Wuxie thought for a moment, "This is a good thing, then why do you want to quit?"
"Yes!"
Li Ruoxue, with skin as white as snow and lightly bundled in white silk, walked towards her with delicate and elegant steps.
"This is indeed a God-given opportunity to enhance the prestige of the sect and the strength of the disciples!"
"only…"
Her beautiful eyes flickered, as if the mist and rain had suddenly enveloped her for half a lifetime.
"The Daqian Martial Arts Competition is held in the form of a hunt. There will be hundreds of sects participating, and the disciples can fight among themselves as much as they want!"
"The Black Evil Sect has always been at the top of the list. Our Lingxue Sect only ranked thirty-sixth last time!"
"Now everyone in the Black Evil Sect is preparing for the Daqian Martial Arts Competition, and they won't be able to spare any time in a short period of time. However... if my disciples from the Lingxue Sect compete again, they may be killed by those monster disciples! "
"What?"
Feng Wuxie's pupils shrank, and he said in disbelief: "Xue'er, don't I, the disciple of Lingxue Sect, have the slightest ability to compete with her?"
Cher?
When Li Ruoxue heard this kind address, a blush suddenly appeared on her pretty face.
However, she soon calmed down, her lips parted slightly, and she said with a hint of worry: "The Black Evil Sect now has many disciples who have reached the middle stage of the Xuanwu Realm. I heard that an unparalleled talent with an innate imperial body has recently appeared... "
"As for the disciples of my Lingxue Sect, the strongest ones are only at the fifth level of Xuanxi realm..."
Speaking of this, her beautiful eyes glanced at Feng Wuxie, and then her eyes darkened instantly.
If you want these tens of thousands of disciples to significantly increase their strength in a short period of time, even the strongest emperors may not have such peerless magical powers!
"This sect should take a rest. This year's Daqian Martial Arts Competition will be canceled like this!"
Li Ruoxue waved her jade hand lightly.
There was a layer of sadness in the air, and every elder looked extremely lonely.
This time, Lingxue Sect has no chance to participate in the Daqian Martial Arts Competition. If he wants to participate again, it will be thirty years later. He doesn’t know how much damage it will cause.
However, for the sake of the safety of all disciples, we must not take any risks no matter what!
"well."
A series of heavy sighs sounded.
This this…
When Feng Wuxie saw the elders slowly dispersing, he groaned in his heart, could it be that my Great Spirit Snow Sect could only be trampled under people's feet like this?
Although I can compete for Lingxue Sect, how can I ignore the safety of other disciples? !
This emperor-level warrior’s pretense is too big...
But before big things happen, the real person will be exposed, and there is absolutely no way.
This is so fucking frustrating!
When Feng Wuxie was going crazy, a coquettish voice suddenly came into his mind.
[Ding, it doesn’t matter if you pretend to be too big, King Sao will take care of the aftermath for you! 】
[When you are so silent and powerless, you need a man to turn the tide. Just a word of "everyone, wait a minute" can stir up anger for thirty thousand miles! 】
[Current mission: Stand up to help the building collapse and lead the disciples to participate in the Daqian Martial Arts Competition! 】
[System reward: a low-grade holy auxiliary skill, which becomes stronger after being beaten, and a low-grade holy skill, the King's Sword Technique! 】
system?
By the way, don’t I still have a system? !
Feng Wuxie's eyes shone brightly and he said with joy, "Prince Sao, you are really my little sweetheart."
[I can’t afford the sun, I’m a little surprise in the world! 】
I wipe.
You...you are so naughty.
Feng Wuxie smacked his lips, and felt something was wrong again. The corners of his cracked mouth twitched slightly, "What kind of skill is this? Can you become stronger after... being beaten?"
[Well, being beaten can strengthen the physical body, and the host can teach the male disciples how to practice. Let's take a beating from the whole sect! 】
"Then...what about the King's swordsmanship?"
[That is a fierce and powerful sword technique for women. Men who practice it will only have a lingering sword intention without any lethality! 】
"Is this... is this so reliable?"
[Produced by Sao Wang, it must be a high-quality product! 】
"Um…"
Feng Wuxie closed his eyes and nodded.
As soon as the elders stepped out of the hall, a voice suddenly broke the calm at the moment.
"Elders, please stay!"
Eyes came one after another, and the boy's slightly lowered body gradually straightened up at this moment, like the sudden resurgence of a peerless strong man.
"Since this little Black Evil Sect is tough, then there will be no softies in our Lingxue Sect."
Feng Wuxie straightened his back, slowly clenched his fists, and said with sharp eyes: "This time, our Lingxue Sect will not only participate in the Daqian Martial Arts Competition, but also defeat all the major sects and win the first place in the Daqian Martial Arts Competition. .”
"And that's not all. From now on, the first place will only be Lingxue Sect!"
"If a member of the Black Evil Sect dares to touch a disciple of my Lingxue Sect, I will definitely make him suffer a bloody head injury and pay the price with his life!"
Every word is sonorous and powerful, shocking people's hearts!
Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.
This is a strong person in the imperial realm!
The elders looked at him with burning eyes.
Feng Wuxie felt the admiration from the bottom of his heart, and his heart was also full of pride.
Now they are all pretending!
Even if I cry, I have to finish. There is no way out.
Li Ruoxue pondered for a moment, her eyes gleaming, "The Daqian Martial Arts Competition only lasts for three months. You...is there anything you can do?"
Feng Wuxie nodded slightly, stepped forward, suddenly hugged her slender waist, and looked up lovingly at this charming face.
"Madam, you are a Snow Immortal, and my husband is the Great Emperor, so why can't I help you?"
Feng Wuxie was wearing a black and white clothes today, her face with sharp angles had a charming luster, and when her black hair was flying, she looked extremely handsome.
Especially the smile at the corner of his mouth, like gentle sunshine, dazzling and beautiful.
Lady?
Li Ruoxue froze.
After a long time, the red clouds spread all the way to the hammer of the ear in that peerless face.
I just said that because of the situation, but this guy actually called me my wife!
This sudden display of love suddenly made her feel a little helpless at the moment.
She forced herself to calm down, and with a wave of her cloud sleeves, a stream of cold air swept towards Feng Wuxie.
boom!
Feng Wuxie felt a pain in his chest, and his body was like a cannonball, hitting the big pillar heavily.
He...why is he so weak?
Li Ruoxue looked at the figure curled up on the ground and subconsciously wanted to support him.
But she suddenly thought of something, muttered and snorted, moved her steps slightly, dragged her long cloud sleeves, and slowly left the place with a red face.
However, that cold voice came.
"In order to welcome the Great Qian Martial Arts Competition, all matters in the Lingxue Sect do not need to be notified to this sect leader. All matters are decided by the deputy sect leader alone!"
The elders looked at Feng Wuxie holding her chest and screaming, and then saw Li Ruoxue leaving. They looked at each other and showed a smile that we all know.
"I wonder what the deputy sect leader can do?"
The elders bowed their hands towards him.
Damn it, can't you help me up first?
Feng Wuxie took two deep breaths of air, struggled to get up, and sat down against the corner with a decadent look on his face.
He felt all kinds of information coming from his mind, and his voice was hoarse, "Give me an order. All disciples will gather in front of the hall tomorrow. This sect will teach the best techniques!"
"As commanded."
The elders responded.
"Wait!"
Feng Wuxie shouted, thought for a while, and then said weakly: "Forget it about female disciples, this sect master's technique is not suitable for them to practice!"
