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Lin Dongtian walked on the street, breathing in the smell of dust in the sky, as if he was in a dream, which seemed to be out of reach, but he felt the strong and powerful heart beating, the power of the body and the people around him, all of this was telling Lin Dongtian that this was not a dream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Dongtian looked up at the starry sky, there was a crescent moon hanging in the sky, the moon here was much bigger and brighter than that in his hometown, even if it was just a crescent moon, it gave people a shocking feeling.

And Lin Dongtian rarely recalls everything on earth, he has been here for many years, but it brings him a more familiar taste.

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It was another morning, Lin Dongtian opened his eyes, every morning at five watches, Lin Dongtian got up on time, and then came to the courtyard to meditate and absorb the aura of this heaven and earth.

Since Lin Dongtian practiced the Yin and Yang Sutra, he has been constantly opening up the Yin veins in his body, expanding the Yin and Yang meridians in his body, and absorbing the aura of this heaven and earth.

Lin Dongtian exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling the muscle cells in his body like a jubilant child, and the blood was flowing quietly in the blood vessels like a volcano, as if it could burst out with great power at any time.

"It seems that your control over the aura has improved a lot. The cat master lay on the table and glanced at Lin Dongtian and said lightly.

"Thanks to your guidance. Lin Dongtian stood up, there was a faint layer of wetness on his clothes, sticky on his body, no longer black as before, but a faint layer of white latex, with a fresh smell coming, like baby-like frankincense.

"It's the Hundred Academies Conference in a few days, do you really want to attend?" asked the cat master.

"Yes. ”

"Dead bones go with them. ”

"Okay, good!" Hearing this, the skull immediately responded, "There must be a lot of beautiful women there, and some of them will see it when the time comes." ”

His eyes burned with fire.

"There's no such thing as an errand guy, what's the use of looking at it. Lin Dongtian said as he walked to the bathroom.

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The Hundred Courtyard Conference, a four-year academy competition, was the largest monk competition in the entire Dubai Dynasty.

But anyone below the immortal level can participate, regardless of the academy sect, regardless of the human race and demon clan, as long as they live in the territory of the Dubai Dynasty, they can participate.

Although Du'an has just experienced the change of the imperial capital, the soul of the first emperor has returned to the starry sky, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and the dynasty has not yet fully embarked on the track, the Hundred Courtyard Assembly is still held on time, and both mortals and the cultivation realm seem to have forgotten what has just happened.

In today's city of Du'an, the four gates are open to welcome monks from all over the world.

The city is even more crowded, and the inns are also full of guests, and the bosses are smiling, but at the same time, conflicts and vendettas break out.

For example, on the outskirts of the city last night, I heard that there was an enemy fighting, and Dapu Mountain was beaten into a mess, and the two sides even sacrificed a rare magic weapon, and in the end, I don't know why, both injured parties stopped.

In the past few days, Lin Dong has been practicing in the cave mansion at night until dawn, and during the day, he has been listening to the anecdotes told by the neighbors' mothers, Zhang Gong, and Lu workers.

From time to time, I also make a few designs for them and give them away.

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Lin Dongtian walked on the street, and there were many things in his ears.

Some of them he had heard from He's mother, and some of them didn't, but for Lin Dongtian, he didn't have anything, he just remembered the names of many people.

And those guys are almost all on the rookie list.

The time of the 100 Houses Conference varies from a few days to dozens of days, depending on the situation of each competition area.

The competition is simple, preliminary and semi-final.

In the preliminary round, the competition ring is set up in the sixteen blocks of Du'an, the rules of the game are very simple, the competition is held every day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, there is no time limit for the competition, anyone can participate in the competition on the day, the winner stays in the ring, waiting for the next challenge, until the last minute of noon, the winner is the first person to win today, and the same is true in the afternoon.

There is only one registered referee in each division, and the referee records the names of the participants and the winners, and as for the rules in the ring, there is little interference, except that there is no danger to the spectators.

The semi-finals were held at the Academy Square and the Palace Square, which were originally not far from each other and could be played at the same time, and the rules of the game were very simple, two by two draws, or even the next round. And so on until the first place is produced. There will be major prizes awarded to the Academy and the Religion of the State.

Lin Dongtian happened to be in the street competition area where he was located, and he was going to watch the game today.

Along the way, he met He's mother Zhang Gong, and also saw Mr. Guo holding his son who was just a few months old to watch the game together.

The ring is not small, but it is far away in the middle, and it is a blank space, Xu is to prevent innocent spectators from being injured in the fight.

In the ring, there are already two young people competing.

Lin Dongtian raised his eyes and looked at it, their realm was not high, they were only in the early stage of Qi training, but the fight was very exciting.

Both of them use swords, in the ring, the sword aura is pervasive, murderous, the speed of the two people is extremely fast, the sword moves are also aura, in the eyes of the spectators, the strength of the two is equal, actually played for nearly half an hour, one of the young people exposed a flaw, was scratched by the opponent's move, shot down the sword in his hand, raised his hand to signal to admit defeat, the referee is an old woman, the face is gloomy, but after seeing the young man raise his hand to admit defeat, he terminated the game.

Whoever admits defeat cannot be a killer again, which is also the rule of the game.

"Admit it!" said the victorious young man with his fists clenched, and his face was also red and white, and cold sweat was dripping from his condition.

"Next!" the referee shouted tepidly after glancing at the young man.

In the ring, the young man immediately hurried to secretly breathe, he had to adjust himself before the next challenger came up and replenish his consumed spiritual power.

"I'm coming!" a loud voice rang out.

This is a majestic young man, who looks like a tiger with a tiger's head, but he is burly and strong.

He jumped to the ring, arched his hand at the young man and said, "My name is Tiger Head, my father saw that I looked like a tiger head, so he called me so, I am a loose cultivator, challenging Your Excellency." ”

When the audience heard this, they immediately burst into laughter, and they couldn't imagine that there was such a father in this world who gave his son such a name.

"Hehe!" The young man's face was slightly red, and he scratched his head and smiled: "The name was chosen by the parents, and it can't be changed!"

Coax......

Everyone laughed again, looking at the tiger's honest demeanor, and suddenly felt that this life was cute.

"Then I'll make a move!" The tiger head slammed his fist, and a fist wind whistled away, faintly looking, it was actually like a tiger shadow, wrapped in spiritual power, towards the young man's chest, and the speed was even faster than his previous one.

The young man's face changed, and he cut the sword across his chest, the blade facing forward, intending to cut the fist of the tiger's head in half.

On the side of the tiger's figure, the fist seemed to be conscious, twisted and slammed towards the young man's neck.

Feeling the wind god coming from his head, the young man hurriedly retreated to the side, and at this moment, the tiger head punched over again, and the speed was even faster than before.

It is also a fist shadow, and at this time, the tiger shape is more obvious. Seeing this, the young man looked frightened, and he didn't have time to react, but at this moment, a sharp pain came from his side and waist, which immediately made him scream miserably, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"I'll throw in the towel, throw in the towel!" he said, hurriedly stepping aside.

"I throw in the towel!"

"Hey, hey!" Seeing the young man admit defeat, the tiger scratched his head and smiled, and stopped attacking.

After a while, "Next!" the voice of the old female referee sounded again.

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