However, when everyone set foot on Yunzhou, Li Guanqi actually saw the guy who had made his teeth itch for the past month, Gao Qiwen!
But Li Nanting patted him on the shoulder and didn't say much.
Glancing at Master, he actually understood.
There are definitely many stories about this slovenly man, but the people inside the door who know about it are unwilling to tell them.
It's like not being able to bear to reveal a person's scars.
Moreover, Li Guanqi also discovered that the man had returned to his usual taciturn self since he got into Yunzhou, sitting in the corner drinking alone.
Li Guanqiban sat on the deck of Yunzhou, closing his eyes and concentrating, comprehending the newly learned movement skills and the subtlety of the Ziweidang Demon Sword.
The other disciples were very excitedly discussing the Hundred Sects Competition, but only Li Guanqi and his four others were practicing quietly.
The man sat in the corner, looking at the four people through his broken hair, and murmured: "The resilience is really good... I just don't know if there will be fewer deaths this time..."
"Right...Nanting."
An old man in white clothes embroidered with purple thunder patterns stood beside the man and spoke softly.
"Qiwen, after so many years, have you still not loosened the tone in your heart?"
The man smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed softly: "I haven't let go, and I can't let go."
"When it is loosened, the person has no thoughts and is completely useless."
"Let's see if we can let this breath out..."
Li Nanting smiled slightly when he heard this, looked at the young man carrying the sword box on the deck and said softly: "This time... maybe there is a chance!"
The man surprisingly didn't say anything in reply. Instead, he nodded very seriously and said softly.
"He is the best disciple I have seen in the sect in the past three hundred years!"
The journey was very boring, but after waking up and eating something, the four people on the deck just sat together and exchanged insights on cultivation.
Li Guanqi was very keenly aware of the changes in several elders and whispered.
"The competition between hundreds of sects...may be more cruel than we imagined."
"So we must not take it lightly, we must be careful and careful again!"
Several people nodded one after another, and even the honest and honest Lin Dong smiled and said: "But there should be very few people who are smarter than us now..."
"After all, although Lao Gao's venomous tongue doesn't sound good, it really taught me a lot!"
Ye Feng curled his lips and glanced at the figure in the corner, and couldn't help but curse: "I don't know how he practiced that mouth, why is it so poisonous!"
Several people had a deep understanding of this, and they all nodded.
Then Li Guanqi said softly: "Okay, there are still seven days left before this trip to Tianyu Pass, so I will go to retreat."
"You guys should calm down and stop practicing. Take a good look at what you have learned recently."
When several people heard this, they all nodded slightly with solemn expressions, except for their vicious words towards Gao Qiwen during this period.
The three people were even more shocked by Li Guanqi's powerful strength!
Even if Li Guanqi reaches the mid-game, the three of them will still be beaten by him alone!
Only Ye Feng could survive a few moves, but he would soon be defeated.
And after getting along with each other for this period of time, they found that although Ye Feng felt a little unreliable.
But his comprehension ability is second only to Li Guanqi. As long as he makes a mistake once, Ye Feng will never make it a second time!
This thing may sound ordinary, but if someone can really do it, it is really a terrifying thing.
This also shows that Ye Feng's demands for himself from the bottom of his heart are almost perverted!
In a small group of several people, Li Guanqi unknowingly became the core.
Even Ye Feng, who had always been relatively lazy, regarded him as the target of his pursuit.
Li Guan sat in a quiet room with his knees on the chessboard, holding one hand in the air without using any energy, practicing the eighteen sword moves of the Ziweidang Demon Sword over and over again.
It has to be said that the sword technique after being deduced by the sword spirit is compared with the Qinglian Tiangang Sword that he first practiced.
The gap between the swordsmanship of the two is not even a tiny bit.
During this period of time, he has not opened Baihao Fantasy Realm. The reason is very simple.
There are not many spiritual stones left in his body. Apart from his daily practice, he has no more spiritual stones to use.
Fortunately, the Star Pivot Thunder Vine that I obtained in the Mo Family's Organ City last time can guarantee that the thunder dragon egg altar will last for a year and a half.
Otherwise, he really doesn't know what to do.
After this period of observation, he found that the Brontosaurus egg seemed to be larger than before, and the purple scales wrapped around the eggshell also shimmered faintly.
This made him very happy, otherwise he would be a little distressed if so many resources were thrown away.
I heard that after Li Guanqi went into seclusion, no one else came to disturb him.
Seven days later.
Li Guanqi slowly woke up from his cultivation state, breathed out a breath of turbid air, and slowly walked out of the quiet room refreshed.
As soon as he came out, he found that they were already in a group of mountains.
Surrounded by mountains and lush vegetation.
There was a thin layer of mist floating over the mountains in the early morning, and the spiritual energy was quite abundant.
When Qin Xian saw that everyone had arrived, he spoke softly.
"In this hundred-sect martial arts competition, compared to what you have heard from the elders in the sect, I won't talk nonsense."
"This year's competition format is similar to the previous one. It's also a battle between monks from the same realm, competing at every level."
"And the points system for winning or losing is different for disciples in each realm."
“A win in the early stage of foundation building will earn one point, two points in the middle stage, and three points in the late stage.”
Everyone nodded after hearing this. This was the first time they had heard of this point system.
However, this approach is somewhat reasonable. After all, the realms are different and the scores cannot be the same.
But what Qin Xian said next made Li Guanqi frown.
"But if you lose, your points will be doubled!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples were in an uproar!
Someone asked: "Mr. Qin, if this is the case, it will be difficult to accumulate points!"
The old man's face was full of solemnity, and he nodded slightly and said: "Yes, it is just difficult to accumulate."
"So the total points correspond to the sect's ranking and represent the overall strength of the disciples in a sect."
"If some disciples are not strong enough and keep losing, then even if there are only a few of them."
"It's enough to bring down the entire sect's points ranking!"
All the contestants felt their shoulders sink when they heard this, and an invisible pressure enveloped everyone!
However, at this time, Li Guanqi asked a question casually.
Qin Xian pondered for a moment before answering, and then said with a smile: "Okay, no matter what, as long as you try your best."
