Thinking of this, Li Yu couldn't help but admire these dozen or so veteran families, and they were really clever enough to come up with such a way to attract talents. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he was thoughtful, he never stopped and entered the battle world arena for a while.

At a glance, there were a sea of people, and only a small part of them came to participate in the Jidu Immortal Gate Ascension Conference, and most of them came to watch the battle or bet.

Naturally, more than a dozen families can't really pay for nothing, there are gambling games next to each ring, and the odds will vary according to the fame of the people in the ring.

Li Yu did not recklessly go on stage to fight immediately, but walked around to observe what the level of these possible potential opponents in the ring was.

Don't fight uncertain battles, this is Li Yu's consistent code of conduct.

Suddenly, Li Yu's eyes were attracted by a man in the ring, with a plain shirt, long hair and shawl, and facial features that were not particularly prominent, but there was a temperament that people couldn't ignore, as if the place where he was should be the center of the world.

The nameless throbbing in his heart, looking at that man was like seeing the Great Dao, although that person's cultivation was only a Qi cultivation Great Perfection, which was not much higher than Li Yu.

Tiandaozi, Xu Che!

It has long been rumored that Xu Che has been stationed in the battle world arena since he came to Rahu Immortal City, and since then he has defeated more than 100 masters of his peers.

There is no need for certification, and there is no need for any guesswork, this person must be Xu Che.

Except for the body of the Great Dao, there is no other physique that can give this kind of feeling like the Great Dao in person.

I'm afraid that only a person like Xu Che can make people feel that they can't ignore or even take the focus off, even though he didn't do anything!

This is the influence of a belief in the invincibility of the same realm, and the fluctuations bred by this invincible belief affect the people and things around him to make him such a 'public attention'.

Looking at Xu Che, Li Yu rarely showed his 'ruffian' side, his tongue licked his lips slightly, his hands kept trembling, and his eyes were so hot that people couldn't look at them directly.

That's what he looks like when he's so excited.

It's been a long, long time since I've been so eager to fight, and the belligerent factor is boiling in my body, if it weren't for the last shred of reason suppressing it, it is estimated that Li Yu would rush forward desperately to fight.

At this moment, Xu Che also seemed to have sensed something, and opened his eyes and glanced in the direction of Li Yu's existence.

Turning around without a word, Li Yu went in the other direction, and said to himself in a very low voice:

"Wait, wait... I'm not your opponent yet, but you and I are bound to fight, and I won't !!let you wait long for that day."

Along the way, Li Yu is no longer the one who used to be the one who needed to work in the inn with trepidation even to live.

Many adventures began to slowly nourish his self-confidence, and he also had the belief in his heart that even if he was not invincible now, he would inevitably be respected for the rest of his life.

It is an unbreakable belief that the 'strong' is the only one!!

The road to the throne is destined to be a blood-stained road, buried in thousands of bones, countless heroes fight each other, even if it is a hero who is difficult to find in the world, I am afraid that in the end it will be difficult to escape a pinch of loess.

Unwilling to be mediocre from the moment the ghost fog came out, Li Yu knew what kind of road he was going to take, and he never thought of avoiding war, because he couldn't avoid it......

Only when it grows in the baptism of fire and blood can the most beautiful flowers bloom.

Otherwise, even in the huge flower bones, they are destined not to bloom on the day of bloom, and withering with the wind is the only ending.

After firming up his heart again and calming down his ups and downs, Li Yu completely blended into the crowd.

Two days later, Li Yu had basically figured out the information of the monks here, and he also had a certain understanding of the aspects that each monk who was stationed in the ring was good at.

Li Yu's current choice is a monk with extremely outstanding defense, and according to Li Yu's observation, this monk's attack and speed are very ordinary.

Only the defense is extremely prominent, and it is difficult for ordinary peers to break through his defense line, and in the end, he can only be slowly consumed to death.

Li Yu is here to practice the art of maneuvering, and this one is very suitable for being a 'sparring partner'.

After choosing an opponent, Li Yu went to the gambling table and left his name, and then jumped directly to the ring.

The significance of the holding of the War World Arena is to give the monks who participated in the opening ceremony of the capital a platform for exchange and exchange, and it is not more valuable than anyone.

Therefore, foreign objects such as magic weapons, talismans, and pills are not allowed to be used, and even sword cultivators can only use some inferior magic weapons and long swords given by the organizer.

Li Yu's purpose this time was to temper his own maneuvering skills, so he didn't ask for a long sword.

I'm afraid that even if you take the sword, the chance of successfully splitting the opponent's defense with the difference in the material of the sword is very slim, so there is no more to do.

In this way, Li Yu's strength suddenly fell to four or five, but this is fine.

The more difficult it is, the more effective it will be to hone the ghost transformation, and the more potential can be squeezed, and there will be a bigger surprise in the end!

After standing in the ring, Li Yu said: "Fellow Daoist, please"

After finishing speaking, he pinched a small fireball in his hand and rushed towards the opposite side.

---------------------------------------------------------------- Ma Sheng is an unconcerned casual cultivator, who has been an orphan since he was a child, and is an old Taoist who picked him up in his infancy on a snowy night.

According to the old man, when he picked him up, his hands and feet were already stiff, and his face was purple.

At that time, Lao Dao actually felt that Ma Sheng was hopeless, and he only carried Ma Sheng, who was still in infancy, home with the idea of doing his best to obey the fate of heaven, who knew that he really survived like a miracle.

Later, in a ruined temple in the mountains, in addition to an old way, there was another child.

However, Lao Dao's age was too old, and he finally died when Ma Sheng was twelve years old.

Ma Sheng will always remember that the sky was gray that day, and the river seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

The bird call that would have been noisy at noon every day did not appear, and holding the corpse of the old Tao who had already been cold in his arms, Ma Sheng originally thought that he would cry.

Because Lao Dao is his only relative in this world, the only person he is willing to give away half of the steamed buns in his hand.

But he didn't, he seemed to have only cried once in his life.

It was when he was four or five years old, and there were a few children who came to the temple to burn incense, and the reason why Ma Sheng cried was because the children laughed at him for being a wild seed without a father.

That time, Ma Sheng cried very sadly, his tears were wet all over the ground, and his eyes were swollen and narrowed into a line.

That day, Ma Sheng asked Lao Dao: "Why do other children have fathers and mothers, but I don't?"

Lao Dao replied: "Xiaosheng, don't you still have me if you don't have a father? A manly man can't shed tears easily! Isn't it good that the two of us depend on each other for their lives!"

"It's not good, it's not good at all, I don't want you to be a stinky old man, I want a father, I want a mother..."Ma Sheng cried as he ran out.

That was the only time Ma Sheng was awkward, and Lao Dao didn't chase him out, and in the middle of the night, he was really hungry and uncomfortable, so Ma Sheng ran back quietly.

saw the two big white steamed buns and a bowl of hot soup that were still hot for him, as well as the old man who was dozing off against the wall.

For the first time, for the first time, Ma Sheng felt that his words had deeply hurt Lao Dao, because Lao Dao even fell asleep with a gloomy look on his face.

Since then, Ma Sheng has vowed not to cry anymore and will definitely listen to the old words, maybe the tears dried up at that time.

That day, Ma Sheng dug with his hands for a day and a night before burying Lao Dao, and then began to recall Lao Dao's words before he died:

"Ma Sheng! Our speechless view used to be a big sect, and even had a Jindan power, but it's a pity! Our descendants are not filial, and the foundation of our ancestors has been lost by us little by little, and now there is only one broken temple left, and you are the only heir, I don't ask you to carry forward the sect, I just ask you to find a few disciples for the sect, don't let the wordless view be removed. ”

Ma Sheng said lightly but firmly: "Old way... Don't worry, I swear, one day I will let the whole True Realm know the name of my Speechless Concept, and you must not sleep, and you will live to see the day when I bring the Speechless Mind to its peak. ”

"Silly boy, why bother, you'll be very tired in that way, in fact, I can't let go of you than I can't let go of the old way of speechlessness!"

After three days of guarding and kneeling in front of the tombstone of Lao Dao, Ma Sheng left without looking back.

Ma Sheng knew that Lao Dao didn't want anything else in his life, only the obsession of the sect, but he was not talented enough and lacked opportunities, so he didn't have any great achievements after all, so he had to shrink into this broken temple for the rest of his life.

Now that the old way is gone, his obsession can naturally only be completed by Ma Sheng, so he has no time to delay.

After coming out, Ma Sheng knew the cruelty of the world.

As a powerless and powerless cultivator, even if he had some chances, he obtained a few rare defensive spells and practiced the defensive spells to the realm of perfection with a stubborn spirit.

However, it is basically impossible to cultivate a Taoist practice to a higher and deeper realm, let alone lay a solid foundation and surpass the sages of the past.

After several twists and turns, Ma Sheng finally woke up to the fact that it was not possible to go it alone, and only by entering the big sect first and borrowing his strength could he have a chance to succeed.

This is an ongoing inspirational story of a small person, and the Battle World Arena is his first stop.

He wants to prove his strength and prove his potential among so many peers. And he was not destined to fall at the starting point.

I can't remember if the person across from me was my first opponent here, fifty-two, or thirty-four?

It doesn't matter, because the last person who can stand is destined to be only him Ma Sheng.

Facing the small fireball flying towards him, Ma Sheng just stomped his foot before a stone pillar rose from the ground to block the flying fireball.

Looking at the stone pillar that suddenly rose opposite, Li Yu couldn't help frowning.

There is no need for the cooperation of mantras and gestures, which can only be done by cultivating a Dao technique to the Dacheng Fang.

And if Ma Sheng can do such a weightlifting weight, I am afraid that it is not far from cultivating this stone pillar technique to the Great Perfection, and the power is by no means comparable to those spells that have just entered the Great Perfection.

When I really faced it, I realized that Ma Sheng was more than ten times more difficult than originally expected, but fortunately, this time it was not for the sake of winning, but it was useless to win or lose just to cultivate the ghost and turn around.

After Ma Sheng blocked the fireball technique, he immediately responded with an ice bullet.

In fact, the competition of low-level monks who practice qi is very boring, and there are only a few ways to use it, either the fireball technique or the fire dragon technique, or the ice bomb technique or the ice occult technique, etc... Only a few with a smart inheritance will have a few more changes.

Looking at the flying Ice Occult Technique, Li Yu directly cast the Ghost Void Turn, urging the Yin Qi in the Yin Evil Outer Pill to dodge to the side with steady steps.

However, due to lack of skill, he avoided it, but it was one step away from the expected distance, and it was this step that made the ice mystic technique fly by his hair, and Li Yu could even feel the slightest coldness.

It's so dangerous, a few drops of cold sweat were scared out of my forehead, and I was almost killed in a move!

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