"Where's Jiang Tongquan?" Xue Tong asked.
"Jiang Tongquan is okay. He helps Sister Li from time to time to maintain order at the venue."
"That's good. There are always people like this in every sect, sect, and even courtyard. They don't care much about public affairs and only focus on personal gain. Jiang Zhongzhou didn't use any tricks. He just let him go if he was lazy."
"Senior brother is not strict enough, but it is difficult to be the leader of the sect if he is too tolerant." Fan Ruhua smiled and shook her head, with a look of helplessness on her face.
"Haha, it's possible. Fortunately, the Taoist Academy is not a sect. It's just a business partnership. I don't need to interfere too much with others." Xue Tong said with a smile.
He found Jiang Zhongzhou and asked him to go to the royal city to ask the League for help. He paid a high price of 200,000 yuan for the iceberg blood melon and reminded the meeting to pay more attention to matters at the venue.
One month later, Jiang Zhongzhou came back. Unexpectedly, Tian Junchang also followed him to Xuangan Mountain.
"Principal Tian doesn't come to visit for nothing, just to cause trouble for Xue." Xue Tong said half-jokingly.
"How dare you, how dare you, but Tian has not bothered the Taoist priest for more than ten years. Is this true? Today it is just the right time to talk about the matter of Bingmao Xueguran." Tian Junchang said with a smile.
Tian Jun often opens the brocade box and sees the blood-colored pomegranate buds, which are about a foot long. The surface of the young leaves is as hairy as frost, and they are in excellent condition.
"Well, Executive Tian has put in all the effort, thank you."
"You're welcome. Things that can be accomplished with a lot of effort, but Tian's request is much more difficult to accomplish."
"The Taoist priest practiced hard in seclusion and did not participate in the alliance ceremony. At the meeting, the leaders of the various sects proposed that the Zhiyue Martial Arts Competition has not been held for many years, which is detrimental to the development of our country's occult world. It was agreed that it will be held again next year, which can be regarded as the largest event in decades. ”
"The martial arts competition was originally held every twenty years. The main reason for its suspension was that it was too large and various old events caused conflicts. Seventy years ago, hundreds of people fought and suffered heavy casualties, so the alliance was suspended for the next three years. session."
"Now that we are reopening, we have deliberately removed the first high-level group and divided it into four groups: martial artist, then middle-low level, last high-level, first middle-low level, and the highest is the first late-level."
"The top ten in each group will receive prizes. The martial arts disciples will be awarded pills and spiritual stones ranging from tens of thousands to half a million. The first prize will be three million, and the highest prize will be five million!" Tian Junchang said.
"Oh, the conference has huge prizes. Are you here to attract sponsorship?" Xue Tong asked.
"No, no, the Taoist Academy gave the alliance shares. If we can't get the money, the other members will have to pay 200,000."
"The martial arts competition will provide rich rewards, but the task of maintaining order is extremely difficult..."
"You want to ask me to be the referee. Xue is not available!"
Xue Tong realized Tian Junchang's intention and immediately interrupted. He had no intention of going out and he was not good at practicing the scriptures.
"Master Taoist, don't reject people thousands of miles away. Listen to Tian to finish his words."
"Daozhang Xue is well-known in Wanyu. Apart from a few reclusive old monsters, he is second to none. It is a pity not to be the supervisor."
"Tian can't bear the invitation. If the alliance leader and deputy alliance leader come to invite me, it's hard for the Taoist Master to refuse. It's better to sell Tian to save face."
"From now on, Taoist affairs are Tian's business. Tian is a person who knows how to repay his kindness." Tian Junchang said sincerely.
"Xue has never doubted that Mr. Tian is a good person, but he really has no interest in being a supervisor. It is hard work and it is difficult to avoid offending others. If you don't go, you won't go." Xue Tongjian resigned.
"Taoist priest, let's go and have a look. We have stopped for three times. There must be a lot of people coming this time, including some warriors who live in seclusion in Gantai. Taoist priest may be able to make new friends."
"Besides, when so many people gather, unexpected spiritual beings often appear in the world." Tian Jun often persuaded with his sharp tongue.
"I'll give you a million dollars, but Xue won't go!"
The most important thing in front of Xue Tong is practicing the scriptures, and he is not willing to delay it for other things.
"Taoist Priest, you might as well listen to other people's opinions first." Tian Junchang had no idea and said with a wry smile.
"Where does Executive Tian live? Let me ask."
…
"How's it going? What do you think?" Xue Tong summoned everyone and informed Tian Junchang of his intention.
"Ji Zheng is a relatively free man. My husband and I have been busy for more than ten years. It is a rare opportunity and we want to go out for a walk." Li Zhaoqing replied.
"Actually, there isn't much to do there, but for this once-in-seventy-year event, you have to join in the fun," Jiang Zhongzhou said.
"I don't care. Yu'er should give it a try. It's up to you." Fan Ruhua was not very interested.
"Yu'er doesn't want to make the decision, senior brother Xue has the final say."
"Guangmao won't go, he will stay in the Taoist temple to take care of it."
"Forget it Xue, you can go if you want. You can go to the ring if you want. Don't be too competitive."
"There's still eight months left, so get ready." Xue Tongtong.
…
Tian Junchang left with disappointment. Xue Tong gave him a note, stating his determination not to leave and asking the alliance not to persuade him again.
The martial arts competition was held on the fourth day of April at Dongdan Island adjacent to the mainland.
The sea conditions on Dongdan Island are stable and it is an island belonging to the Alliance. Work is being done there overnight to repair and expand facilities to welcome tens of thousands of Zhiyue warriors.
…
More than a month later.
Xue Tongxin peeled off the golden tiger inner elixir.
The Tiger Pill was as big as a melon. The moment Xue Tong held it out, his breathing was suddenly suffocated. The strong evil spirit and fierce breath hit his internal organs, bringing a feeling of stiffness and loss.
Xue Tong calmed down and placed the tiger pill in the basin.
White Tiger's great tonic is the Grandmaster's Mid-term Tiger Pill, which is a whole level higher!
Xue Tong summoned the white tiger.
Bai Hu was stunned at first, then stood frozen for a few breaths before slowly turning his head, his eyes stopping at the Golden Tiger's inner elixir.
I finally reacted and swallowed it in one gulp.
The white tiger did not roar and hiss like it used to when eating. It lay on the ground panting, and its body was stiff, as if it was taking medicine after being injured.
"It's enough for you to digest it for a month, take your time." Xue Tong held the spirit stone in his hand, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, silently reciting the techniques of the Jinwu Sutra...
"Ho, ho..." The white tiger's breathing became louder and louder, and the dull tiger eyes gradually revealed a fierce light.
"It's about to happen!"
Xue Tong swallowed the elixir and continued to practice...
"Ouch~!"
The white tiger suddenly stood up, his body was shaken violently, the mist was steaming with evil energy, and he erupted into a shocking roar.
Xue Tongpian pointed, moved the half-open door, jumped out and shouted: "Come!"
The white tiger swooped forward, its giant palm slammed down with a roar, and its claws were as shiny as golden hooks.
Xue Tong controlled the power of his fists and fought with Hu Si like a stick of incense.
The white tiger finally calmed down, and Xue Tong rode the tiger out of the cave, wandering among the colorful mountains and forests in early winter.
The late White Tiger surpassed the Bone Puppet in terms of force and ranked second in the Taoist Academy.
…
Xue Tong gave Xiao Yuer a green-eyed sea falcon.
"You two should go to Dongdan to practice with Li Zhaoqing and Jiang Zhongzhou."
"If there is an emergency, the message is sent. Dongdan is four thousand miles away from here, and the sea falcon will arrive soon." Xue Tongdao.
"Why don't you go, senior brother?" Fan Ruhua was puzzled.
"The alliance and high-level Xuanmen who have no conflict of interest act as supervisors, and they may even invite reclusive grandmaster-level elders. Xue doesn't want to have close friendship with these people, so he won't join in the trouble."
Xue Tong made arrangements and went into the mansion to practice behind closed doors.
He urgently needs to practice Qigong to make up for Fa Hai's shortfall and increase the purity and explosiveness of his magic power to the previous level.
The first three levels of the Sutra correspond to martial arts and beyond; the fourth and fifth levels can be refined to the first level; the next two levels are the first level, and the perfect state can reach the ninth level of Xuanxian!
There is no need for warriors in the human world to care about the higher skills of the immortal world.
Winter has come and gone, and it is already March of the following year.
The seven people from the Taoist Academy took a fleet of boats and headed to Binhai Boyao City.
The alliance stipulates that everyone must board the ship from Boyao and are not allowed to go to Dongdan privately. Direct sea and air flights are strictly prohibited.
"Sign up for the competition?" the receptionist asked.
"Well, sign up, Xiao Yu'er and Lian Shengtong will be in the senior category, and Fan Ruhua and Jiang Zhongzhou will be in the first category."
Xiao Lian is at the peak, so it is most suitable to compete; Fan Jiang is at the middle stage, intending to test his strength.
In the early stage of martial arts competition, victory or defeat is determined by fists, spells, and spiritual pets. There is no limit to the top ten, but intentional killing is strictly prohibited.
In case of casualties, the referee will decide.
Xiao Yu'er stood on the side of the ship's side, staring at the rippling blue sea. The sea breeze blew through her hair, and there was a hint of sadness on Xiao Yu'er's face.
"What is Yu'er thinking about?" Fan Ruhua said with a smile.
"I have been practicing for more than a hundred years, but I have never been sure what my cultivation level is."
"So my sister advises you to take part in the competition and recognize yourself. Yu'er can do it!"
"Brother Xue must have killed many enemies at this time."
"Don't compare with him. Under the light of Senior Brother Xue, it's easy to get lost and feel that nothing matters, and the achievements you've worked hard to achieve are not worth mentioning."
"How could Sister Fan see so clearly?"
Xiao Yuer was touched.
"Wan Yu, who I followed one after another, was not affected by it like you. Even so, Sister Fan has been full of doubts recently. She feels that she can't do anything, and she can't even defeat the white tiger."
"Brother Xue's opponent is too strong. Yu'er always feels that she has no power to restrain the chicken. It's hard to make a move without Xue Tong."
"So we need to regain our confidence and come to Dongdan Island to experience it." Fan Ruhua said.
"Um!"
The big ship docked, and everyone saw a magnificent scene.
The crater covers three sides of Dongdan Island, and in the center is a giant square of more than 100 square miles.
"What a big place!" Jiang Tongquan praised.
"The view is wide and we only need to set up lookout posts on the top of the mountain. Even if tens of thousands of people gather, the troublemakers will have nowhere to hide." Che Zhengqun said with a smile.
There are many wooden houses around the mountain, which can be freely combined to form a courtyard.
There are six wooden houses for seven people, with two floors inside and outside. The boards are about a foot thick, giving people a warm and safe feeling.
There is still half a month left on the fourth day of April, and flags are already flying at the foot of the ringed mountain, and people are coming and going.
"The exchange fairs, trade fairs, and temporary markets have been very busy recently, so my wife and I won't spend much time with you, and we will wander around here and there." Li Zhaoqing said with a smile.
…
Xue Tong's head was filled with white mist, and he was practicing the fifth level and three sections of the sutra at a critical juncture.
The Sanyuan Jue, which has a Qi volume exceeding the eighth level, has been refined, but the corresponding purification method has not yet been conquered, and the liquefied mana escapes from the top of the head.
Practice makes perfect, review the past and learn the new. Xue Tong repeatedly practiced the scriptures and techniques he had mastered, night after night.
…
"Everyone, come here and draw your numbers!" The leader of the alliance greeted the warriors as they entered the courtyard.
"How many people are in this group?" Xiao Yu'er swallowed and asked nervously.
The martial arts competition has a large number of people and complicated rules.
Everyone draws numbers, and the number plates are concentrated in the box;
Two numbers are drawn to form a pair, and the winner is determined. A bye is considered a win;
The winner goes to the winner's bracket, the loser goes to the loser's bracket;
The same group continues to draw comparison tests;
If you lose two games in a row, you will be eliminated; if you win two games in a row, you will have a rest;
Until the number of people who have not been eliminated reaches thirty;
The top ten will be determined by drawing lots, and then they will be free to challenge. Those who lose two challenges will be eliminated. Those who are kicked off the ring in the top ten will automatically be given two chances.
"More than 260 people have signed up," the alliance warrior said.
Xiao Yuer reached out and pulled out a thin piece of iron from the box.
"Number 128," the alliance warrior read aloud.
