Chapter Ninety-Three: Preparations for Battle

Walking on the streets of Yunhai City with Liu Qianzhi, who had just planted the seed, looking at the crowd who were constantly busy for tomorrow's life, Liu Wu suddenly had a strange sense of trance.

It's as if these people who are constantly running for tomorrow's life are living normally, and it is a wrong choice to practice martial arts so wildly.

Cultivate, cultivate, cultivate, fight, fight, fight, fight.

Recalling the years since the awakening of the memory, life has been completely filled with martial arts and battles.

Especially after the physical fitness has been improved, even sleep is rare, and the daily thought is to become stronger, stronger, stronger.

Especially in the past month, I have used my limited time to the limit, infinitely squeezing the physical strength and spirit that seem to never be exhausted, using the Martial God Panel to succeed again and again, and the advantage of never regressing from cultivation is to learn all kinds of ordinary martial arts frantically and enrich my own heritage.

If a normal martial artist's cultivation time in a day is calculated as an average of eight hours, and his cultivation time in a day is at least thirty hours, normal people may have already lost their practice.

It can be seen that being able to reach this step in a short period of time really relied on his unremitting efforts, and the Martial God panel only played a role in boosting.

In just a few tens of seconds, Liu Wu's mind jumped aimlessly, and soon changed from whether his choice was correct to affirming his talent.

"Looking at this group of people, I suddenly feel that I am very lucky, and your choice is so correct, brother." The black-haired lady next to her suddenly smiled and said, "If it weren't for your decision and enlightenment, brother, maybe we would be no different from them now......

It's been a long time since he has been called a younger brother, and when he heard this strange title, how could he want to accept it, Liu Wu subconsciously turned his head.

At this time, the spring breeze rose, and the girl's hair fluttered in the wind, swaying slightly, and the black hair was like the finest silk, and like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, dancing with the wind on her slender shoulders.

As the sun sets, the slightly dimmed light intertwines the woman's shoulders, like the dreaming wings of the legendary goddess butterfly, slowly flapping, thrilling in beauty.

"Tsk, why did you talk about this all of a sudden." Liu Wu snorted involuntarily, and directly broke the illusionary sense at this time, "Actually, it's just average-I'm not strong enough, and I'm not invincible in the world." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, the world is invincible." Liu Qianzhi smiled and nodded, "It probably won't take long, right?" When he defeats the first in the world, my dear brother will be the new number one in the world. ”

"Didn't you even think I'd lose? Although I didn't think about it either. Liu Wu shook his head and replied, "However, it still feels quite difficult, so we still have to continue to work hard, and keep working hard."

"It's like saying that if you work hard, you can do anything." Liu Qianzhi's index finger tapped Liu Wu's forehead, "When did you become so confident?" ”

"Who knows? Presumably when it gets stronger and stronger? Liu Wu shrugged.

The so-called self-confidence is just that.

Even if you are just an ordinary mortal, through continuous efforts, continuous strengthening, continuous encounters with various events, and then continuous accumulation of confidence, you can finally gain unparalleled self-confidence.

"I just don't know how the news of the martial arts conference is, whether it is covered in all directions, if the opponent who comes is too weak, I will be very disappointed." Liu Wu looked to the side of the street, where a group of young people were discussing what had happened recently, discussing the first martial arts meeting that was about to be held in the local area.

With the holding of the world's No. 1 martial arts competition of the Wushu Association and the holding of Liu Wu's Daqian No. 1 Martial Arts Association, one thing happened at the same time, and many things could no longer be concealed as easily as before.

The importance of martial arts has gradually become well-known, and many families have begun to grit their teeth and send their children to practice martial arts.

However, this is only for a while, and when those new martial arts practitioners find that it is not so easy to practice martial arts, and when they are hit by the barriers of reality, they will naturally give up.

Then, with propaganda, in two or three generations, with the progress of science and technology, human self-deception will forget the power of martial arts.

This is not the first time in history.

The only lesson that humanity can learn from history is that humanity never learns.

As the distance approached, Liu Qianzhi also heard the conversation and looked at the group of young people who were secretly peeking at him: "They seem to want to go to the scene to visit the upcoming martial arts competition." ”

"There's no chance." Liu Wu shook his head, "The Great Qian Empire will arrange professional soldiers to guard the side, and all idle people will not have the opportunity to enter, and ordinary people will not even be able to see the broadcast video of the Martial Arts Association - it is not useless to cover your ears and pretend not to know." ”

"Speaking of which, how are you going to hold this martial arts tournament?" Liu Qianzhi tilted his head, "What kind of ring competition are you coming from?" Thirty-two into sixteen, sixteen into eight? ”

"How can that be convincing?" Liu Wu refused, "Naturally, pick out the strongest ones, and then fight them one by one, winning and winning, so that they don't even have the slightest possibility of not recognizing reality, if anyone forcibly resists, then kill Liwei directly." Presumably, no one should stop me in this wheel war. ”

"How many people are going to be beaten? How long does it take? Liu Qianzhi asked.

"It won't be long, those who dare to launch a life-and-death battle against me, their strength will definitely not be lower than the level of Gangjin, although the Great Qian Empire is large, it can be taken out, and the strength of Gangjin that can be fought is almost in double digits, plus some wise people who give up directly after seeing my strength head-on, it should not exceed eight games."

Liu Wu analyzed very calmly: "If their strength is strong enough, the day is about the same, if the strength is too weak, then the victory or defeat will be decided within half an hour, but this is also a good opportunity - after it is completely over, I will hold a youth competition, there should be a lot of martial artists who say that they are strong or not, and whether they are weak or not are weak, and Qianori you can go up and brush up on experience." ”

"Experience, can I do it?" Liu Qianzhi hesitated a little, "Losing will ruin your reputation, right?" ”

"You can't lose, if you lose, I'll cheat on you, and let you infinitely use the spirit seed to deliver the strongest blow." Liu Wu rightfully said, "Who can win?" If anyone wins, I'll take him to hell. ”

And just as the two were casually talking, the destination of this trip arrived-

A building under construction that looks like a giant bowl covered in the ground.

This is the place where the best engineering team of the Great Qian Empire was built and used as a venue for martial arts competitions.

And Liu Wu is ready to try to see if the quality here is enough to let the Gangjin martial artists wreak havoc.

I'll sleep first.,Wake up and continue writing.,There's at least three chapters today.,Don't ask.,Asking is to add more.,I'm going to explode more and ask for some subscription.,By the way, I quickly wrote this plot.,I feel very uncomfortable hanging on or off.

(End of chapter)