There is only a word difference between the Imperial City Guards and the Imperial City Guards, but the nature is completely different, the Imperial City Guards are directly commanded by His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, while the Imperial City Guards are subordinate to the military department, and the leader is usually the military bigwigs! Speed! Head! hair

Over the past several hundred years, the military has become increasingly powerful, controlling nearly seventy percent of the country's military strength, and for a country, military power will always come first. It was precisely because of the excessive number of troops that some of the big warlords in the military department were sometimes reluctant to carry out even the orders of His Majesty the Emperor, which led to many years of discord between the royal family and the military department.

On the side of the couch there is no room for others to snore. How can the supreme emperor tolerate such a huge force not being controlled by himself, the eighty-fourth emperor of the Yan State Yelu Hongji is wise and ambitious, he is eager to conquer the whole world, but to conquer the world, it is necessary to have the power of the monarch and concentrate all the power in his own hands, and the biggest obstacle to the military department has become a huge cancer in his heart.

This tournament provided him with a golden opportunity, and Yelu Hongji decided to take this opportunity to send the Imperial City Guards to maintain order and wait for an opportunity to weaken the military force.

Facing the surging crowd, the guards of the Imperial City seemed a little struggling, after all, there were quite a few martial arts masters in the crowd, and there were also some magicians.

If you accidentally run into a martial arts master, many of the guards will be injured, but if you encounter a magician, the powerful magic will hurt a group of guards, and of course, the unlucky people nearby.

The chaos lasted for a long time, and it was not until the sun was about to set that the crowd gradually dispersed, and according to the internal statistics of the Guards that night, in the clash that day, the Guards suffered nearly 1,000 casualties, which was almost as brutal as a fight. It can be said that a huge price has been paid. What's more serious is that the reputation of the Guards among the people has become extremely bad, and they have offended a large group of masters, which are all headaches for the military bosses.

The happiest person is His Majesty the Emperor Yelu Hongji, who has long since arrived at the military department, most of the people in the military department have force and no brains, and sending them to maintain order will inevitably lead to such a result.

His Majesty the Emperor, who received the secret report that night, was in a good mood, making an exception and pampering the three imperial concubines at the same time, even if his legs and feet were weak, he was willing to die.

On this day, everyone from the Guiyi faction also successfully registered at the registration office.

According to the regulations of the conference, those over the age of 30 cannot participate, so that only the Tianlong brothers and sisters and another young man, Xu Tianhuan, can really participate in the competition.

Tianlong couldn't help but secretly think that when Wu Hai recruited himself into the faction, most of them were under the idea of letting himself compete, but with the meager strength that he had just practiced for a few days, he was afraid that he would even lose his life if he entered.

When everyone returned to Wenxin Pavilion, Peng Wangjun explained the reason.

In fact, the reason is very simple, there is a rule in the Yan sect, if a sect participates in each martial arts competition with less than three people, then the legitimacy of the sect must be canceled, which is very important, if a sect is officially recognized by the Yan State, then its station will be protected by the law; If it is not recognized, the official will not be held responsible for the attack on the station.

As a small sect like the Unification Sect, if it loses its legitimacy, within a day, Wenxin Pavilion will be reduced to someone else's property. A hundred years later, what face did Wu Hai and these people have to go to see the ancestors and ancestors of the Guiyi faction who have been sleeping underground.

"Isn't it death to participate in a competition with our strength?" Tianlong couldn't help but say angrily.

Everyone's faces were ashamed, and Peng Wangjun apologized: "Actually, you don't have to really compete, according to the regulations, if one party admits defeat, the other party will not be allowed to attack, and the offender will be expelled from the venue." So as long as you admit defeat immediately at the beginning of the competition, you can save your life. It's just that I've really wronged you like this. ”

Tianlong did have some disgust in his heart, on the one hand, it was aimed at them treating himself and Tianmeng as chess pieces. On the other hand, there is still a little bit of contempt for them.

Although on the surface, Tianlong has only been practicing martial arts for a few days, how can it be compared to those who have been practicing in the sect for many years since childhood. But there is a kind of arrogance in Tianlong's heart that supports it. Since you want to compare, you can't be looked down upon. No matter if you win or lose, you have to play a personal role.

That night, by candlelight, Tianlong came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion alone, he wanted to learn some tricks temporarily, he didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, although no one was optimistic about him, everyone persuaded him to admit defeat directly, including Tianmeng. He knew that Tianmeng was also worried about him. He didn't blame her, on the contrary, he also persuaded Tianmeng to give up the competition, because Tianmeng hadn't learned anything at all in the past few days, and if he really wanted to compete, he would just die in vain.

Tianlong had found some strange words and pictures in the Scripture Pavilion, and he consulted the people of the Guiyi Sect, and all of them told him that no one knew the mystery of these words and pictures, and he was afraid that the lost martial arts of the Guiyi Sect were in it.

Tianlong always has a particularly familiar feeling when he sees these words, as if this feeling comes from the depths of his soul, and sometimes he can grasp some meaning unintentionally. He had realized that strange set of foundation-building methods from it, and now he wanted to realize more. He held the candle close to the text, read it, and closed his eyes to clear out distractions.

Just like that day, strange things happened, words intertwined and changed in his mind, and soon these words were transformed into the universal human script of the Great Road and appeared in Tianlong's mind. Draco knew that they meant it, but he didn't understand why they meant it.

I am afraid that these mysteries cannot be solved in a moment, and perhaps recovering the memory will reveal all the mysteries.

Based on these words and pictures, Tianlong realized a new set of exercises, mainly two sets, one seemed to teach how to cultivate the unknown heat flow in his body, and the other set was a set of swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship is very strange, with only a few moves, and as for the movements, it is even simpler, either a simple straight slash or a simple oblique flirtation.

Can this also be counted as swordsmanship? Even if a three-year-old kid is holding a sword, he will slash like this.

Tianlong was full of doubts, but there was also a set of formulas for this set of swordsmanship. He savored the mantra carefully, but it was so strange that it was impossible to understand. Especially these sentences: The heavy sword has no edge, suppresses it with power, breaks it with force, dominates the world, who can be the enemy!

If you don't understand it, put it down for the time being. Look for something else.

Tianlong was ready to read the next text, and there were many more of these words. He's going to translate them all tonight.

At this time, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in his brain, and he could no longer concentrate on reading the text. Tianlong knew that it was very likely that he had just comprehended that paragraph of mental energy had been consumed, and now he could only go back to rest.

That night, Tianlong had a lot of strange dreams, and when he woke up in the early morning, he couldn't remember anything in his mind except for a few images.

These pictures are of a man in a long robe holding a strange sword in his hand and swinging different moves, obviously very simple moves, but Tianlong feels the monstrous power from them. The moves are very familiar, that is, the moves of that set of swordsmanship, it seems that when the sword is being used, the man said a word, and Tianlong remembers it very clearly: Peerless swordsmanship, where the heart goes, where the strength goes.

Could it be that this set of swordsmanship is called the Peerless Sword Technique?

Generally speaking, powerful swordsmanship has a specific fighting spirit to match, so what kind of fighting spirit is used to match this set of swordsmanship?

Tianlong does not know.

In the hall, everyone has already prepared, today is the day of the preliminary competition, Tianlong and the other three are going to participate in the martial arts competition. Everyone gave them a kind advice.

Since the Tianlong brothers and sisters didn't have the weapons they had in hand, Yan Bixiao untied his short sword and handed it to Tianmeng, while Peng Wangjun also took out a two-handed big sword and prepared to hand it over to Tianlong.

Tianlong shook his head, and he turned his gaze to Wu Hai, who was smiling.

"Master Wu, can you lend me the weapon?"

"What? You want this weapon? Are you sure you want this weapon? Wu Hai looked surprised, he couldn't have imagined that Tianlong would want this waste weapon, even though it was said that this sword was handed down from his ancestors. But what can the bladeless sword do? Wu Hai didn't think about going to the blacksmith shop to open the way for it.

But don't look at its weirdness, the materials used are really special, and almost all the blacksmiths have made great efforts to change it in the slightest. As a result, Wu Hai gave up the idea of opening up for it.

Now carrying this sword on your back all day is just an ornament. No one is going to use it at all.

"Yes, I just want this sword, so I don't know if the master will borrow it?" Tianlong said categorically.

"Since you are so insistent, then I will give it to you. Fortunately, you will admit defeat on the field. Just to put on a show. It doesn't matter what sword you use. Wu Hai took the big sword and handed it to Tianlong, not caring about it.

Tianlong silently took the big sword, his self-esteem was greatly hit, Wu Hai didn't care about the merciless words and tore open the plaster attached to the wound, revealing the bloody wound.

You must be a person, and you must be ambitious. Tianlong secretly shouted in his heart.

He decided not to throw in the towel and fight with all his might. In this way, even if he fails, he will not regret it, at this time, Tianlong still has the calculation of admitting defeat once the situation is not good, although his self-esteem has been hurt, but it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it is meaningless to really lose his life and any dignity.

But Tianlong doesn't know, how can you be allowed to retreat at will in the martial arts arena? Once the competition starts, either you die or I live, and the enemy will not be given the slightest chance to hesitate. This is the cruelty of the Yan State Martial Arts Conference. Although the conference stipulates that the other party cannot be killed at will, but the sword has no eyes, and if there is really a human life, the conference will not prohibit it. This world has always been dominated by the strong. Even if the weak are dead, no one cares.

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