It was a sunny autumn day, Jianye City was very lively, the annual post-life conference attracted a large number of people who came to watch the battle, and surrounded the ring in front of the official office, people rushed to witness the demeanor of heroes from all walks of life, speculating who could beat the crowd and win the first place.

After noon, the two finalists have also been decided. One is a disciple of the Emei faction, Chu Tiange, who has the reputation of a scholar's sword, and the other is a disciple of the Zhongnan Mountain faction who has just become a first-class sect in the rivers and lakes, and the unknown Lian Qingyan.

Although Lian Qingyan successfully won the championship in the group competition and easily defeated the top spot in the previous session, everyone was not optimistic about him, because everyone thought that the reason why he could enter the finals was entirely because of his good luck, and the Zhongnanshan faction was not a famous faction, and his own swordsmanship was not thoroughly studied by the opponent, so the prospects of Chu Tiange, who had been famous for a long time, were even more optimistic.

The result can be said to be expected, Chu Tiange easily defeated Lian Qingyan with only eleven moves and won the first place. Originally, this scene was a little uneventful, and it was definitely not a wonderful competition, which should be forgotten soon, but the entanglement and a series of consequences that will arise from it in the future make people still remember it a year later.

It turned out that there were many people who believed that the reason why Lian Qingyan, who had always been extremely brave, lost the game with almost no resistance was entirely because he fell into the trap set by Chu Tiange, and in order to win, the methods adopted by Chu Tiange made many people feel disdainful - he took advantage of the fact that the disciples of the Zhongnan Mountain Sect were all orphans to make a big fuss, and before and during the competition, he had been attacking Lian Qingyan and the Zhongnan Mountain Sect vigorously, so that Lian Qingyan, who had been playing stable before, lost his calm and sanity and was easily defeated.

Afterwards, everyone said that Chu Tiange was not martial, but the heads of the various major sects thought that Chu Tiange was just adopting a corresponding strategy for the weakness of the opponent, and expressed their approval of his behavior.

If Lian Qingyan had adopted controversial tactics in the competition, he would definitely not have been treated so well by Chu Tiange. The Emei, Songshan and other major sects resolutely denied this, and in the end, the matter went to Qiu Jingxiu, the leader of the Wulin Alliance and the head of the Hengshan faction, and Qiu Jingxiu recognized Chu Tiange's approach, which disappointed the heads of the small sects.

And the most disappointed is Lian Qingyan and Zhongnanshan faction, who were originally expected to make a comeback in the coming year, and Lian Qingyan, who made a comeback, actually did not withstand the blow of this defeat, and was languishing all day long, causing insanity, and after injuring his master and many senior brothers, he fell off the cliff and died. Due to the steepness of the mountain, even Qingyan's body was not even found after his death, and a generation of martial arts stars just emerged like meteors, and then they were drawn into the bottomless abyss, which is embarrassing.

"I've seen his skills, there is one thing that is far better than this Qin Gongzi, and the murderous aura he exudes in the competition is far beyond what this Qin Gongzi can compare. The old man's words didn't arouse my interest at all, my heart was very confused at the moment, many mysteries that had not been solved before were finally solved, recalling the conversation between the old couple outside my sickbed and the fact that everyone had been secretive about Lian Qingyan......

I have roughly guessed that the relationship between Feng Xiaoxiao and this Lian Qingyan is extraordinary, but when the cruel reality is in front of me, I find it really difficult to face everything Feng Xiaoxiao has experienced with a relaxed mood, and I am full of sympathy for everything she has experienced: I was full of hope that my lover could win the first place, but it ushered in a fiasco, and my deranged lover actually injured his father, fell into a cliff and died without seeing his body, and since then Yin and Yang have been separated...

This reality is too tragic, far beyond the scope of a weak woman's bearing, perhaps, her self-inflicted cultivation of the "Hundred Battles Heart Method" is the best way to transcend all this. Thinking of this, a tear silently slipped down my face, smashing a blooming plum blossom on the dry earth.

Seeing that I bowed my head and was silent, the old man patted me on the shoulder sympathetically and comforted me: "Little brother, don't blame your master for not telling you, they are for your good, these things will only dampen your enthusiasm for martial arts, a person's life experience is not something that you can decide, but as long as you are willing to work hard, you will always succeed!" Although the old man said very tactfully, I also understood, he regarded me as an orphan apprentice accepted by Old Man Feng.

"Look, your two seniors have entered the finals of the Afterlife Conference, isn't this the best example?" The old man pointed at Yuan Zhao who was fighting in the ring with his finger and continued to cheer me up: "Look at your senior brother, as long as he can get rid of the influence of his opponent on him, he will definitely win the first place!" I wiped my sleeve on my eyes, and when I looked up, the two of them didn't know how long they had been fighting, but Yuan Zhao's routine didn't seem to be very clear, and the swordsmanship was very messy, and if it went on like this, it would definitely be a matter of time before I lost.

I didn't even dare to continue the jousting in the stands because I was afraid of seeing the scene of Yuan Zhao being defeated. And every sword strike from the stage was like a sharp claw, grabbing my violently beating heart high and falling down hard. What should I do? How should I help Yuan Zhao? I am like an ant on a hot pot, so anxious.