The annual competition of the Jixia Academy Palace is the grandest event of the year, and the winner of each year will not only receive great glory. It will be cultivated more intensively, and you can get more abundant resources and other advantages, but the rules of the competition are extremely simple.

Can challenge anyone. The winner wins.

But for decades, it's been one session for another, one for another. No one has ever crossed the class or the sect or even the challenge of the seniority, if the seniority challenge wins, the seniority will also be improved...

A month, as long as it is enriched, it will pass very quickly, after the eighty blood elements in Jiang Ming's body, the difficulty of condensing this last blood element is far more difficult than the previous eighty combined, a month has passed, Jiang Ming has no clue, and the last blood element still cannot be condensed.

According to Zhang Ruoyu, Jiang Ming has entered the country too quickly recently, and he is afraid that he will be unstable, leaving hidden dangers for the future.

This month has been supervising Jiang Ming step by step, steady and steady, consolidating his previous cultivation.

Jiang Ming obeyed his master's orders and worked very hard, and the eighty blood elements that he had repeatedly condensed flowed more smoothly in his body, and the yuan power operated as he wanted.

On this day, Jiang Ming and the little fat man were fighting in the big field in the backyard, and the two of them were screaming and scolding each other, and they shot mercilessly.

Jiang Ming was the opponent of the little fat man? After a while, he was beaten out several times in a row, but he had rough skin and thick flesh, and he was very resistant to beatings, and he was even able to give the little fat man such a blow occasionally.

Right now. The thunder trick in the little fat man's hand flashed, and Jiang Ming, who was rushing in, was almost frozen in mid-air and twitched for a moment, Jiang Ming was ruthless and foamed at the mouth.

The scolding Jiang Ming was still in mid-air, a red light flashed out in his hand, rushing towards the little fat man, after his figure landed, he stepped on a strange step, and the whole person almost turned into a crooked figure, flickering left and right in the field, and two red lights came out casually, extremely tricky around each other and twisted towards the little fat man.

Although the little fat man's cultivation was far deeper than him, his mouth flicked and he waved his sleeves at will, wanting to easily sweep away the two swords.

But the two swords were entangled with each other, and there was a strong suction force between them, making the sword momentum very stable. The little fat man not only didn't bounce it open with a wave, but his sleeve was suddenly swept off by two red lights.

The little fat man's eyes widened, looking at his tattered sleeves for a while, and looking at Jiang Ming who was standing proudly on the side.

"Good fellows... How did you come up with this trick...", the little fat man asked, tugging at his tattered sleeves and widening his eyes.

But at this moment, a figure dressed in white around the corner looked at the two people in the field with a smile, and came over.

"Senior sister!"

"Ah, senior sister!"

The two shouted almost at the same time, Jiang Ming stood on the spot and was excited, and the little fat man opened his hands, ran up, and plunged into the man's arms!

"Senior sister, hug..."

Jiang Ming: !@#¥%......&*!! full of black lines in his head, I can't wait to stuff the little fat man into the soil and bury him like this.

"Senior brother, you are very good, in such a short period of time, you have such a cultivation, you must have suffered a lot these days..." I haven't seen him for a few months, he is still so intoxicating, and his eyes are full of warmth and care for Jiang Ming.

She bent down and put down Chen Yuanyuan, and stood up with a smile and said to Jiang Ming.

At this time, the little fat man was holding her hand and standing in front of her, and the little fat man squeezed his eyebrows at Jiang Ming, and couldn't help but provoke.

Feng Fengwei still gives people that warm and quiet feeling, as long as he stands in front of him, Jiang Ming feels that the years are quiet, and all the pain and suffering no longer exists...

Even the little fat man at this moment is not so hateful.

"Senior sister, I'm okay, you've been tired all the way..."Jiang Ming slowly gave up, he unconsciously wanted to make this moment longer.

"I'm fine, I'm very happy to see you and Master. "The voice of the graceful is like a gentle breeze. Jiang Ming couldn't help but grin for a long time... He has all the shortcomings and regrets in his life, and it seems that they have been filled at this moment, and now he is like a cloud.

"Two junior brothers, as senior sisters, I want to remind you this time. It's up to you to see your performance at the competition, this is the first time for our Yu Qingfeng to participate, we can't let the master's face be dull..."Feng Fengwei pinched the little fat man's nose, and raised her head to Jiang Mingdao.

"Senior sister, don't worry, Jiang Ming, this kid has already been trained by me, and it may not be easy for Gongsun Sheng Wei Wuji to win against him, let alone others. The little fat man flicked his nose with his thumb, and his face was proud.

Feng Fengwei shook her head slightly and touched the little fat man's head.

"How do I feel that these two people are in the driver's seat, don't they have to compete?" Jiang Ming felt from the looks of the two of them, these two people didn't seem to think of themselves as insiders who were going to compete...

"Hey, Senior Sister, are you done?"

"By the way, Senior Sister, you won't leave when you come back this time, right?"

"Senior sister, you don't know how you've been doing this time, every day is like you..."

"I don't believe you pinched my face, I've lost a lot of weight..."

"Senior sister, my cultivation has also improved, and it has improved very much!"

The little fat man's eyes lit up in front of Feng Fengwei, he looked like a well-behaved and lovely child, his mouth was like a river, coquettish and cute, he pouted at every turn, and when he was with Jiang Ming, he judged two people.

Only when Feng Fengwei pulled him out, he turned around and squeezed Jiang Ming's eyes, revealing the original appearance of a proud dog thief...

Jixia School Palace is surrounded by mountains, and there are countless large and small peaks.

And in the center of the Jixia School Palace, there is a huge plain with a radius of several miles. It is a flat river, with an excellent line of sight, surrounded by mountains, and very suitable for stands.

As a result, it is isolated into four square platforms. The three outer blocks are the Tao, the soldier and the Buddha, and the huge characters of the Tao, the soldier and the Buddha are written on the platform respectively. In the center of the three platforms, there is an even larger blank platform.

Today's first day of the new year, this month is the annual month of competition for the throne of Jixia Academy. Thousands of disciples from the nine main peaks of the Jixia School Palace gathered together, and it was very lively.

Jiang Ming once asked the little fat man, why the largest main peak is surrounded by black fog all the year round, and no one enters or exits, is it the mausoleum of the elders under the grass or something...

The little fat man told him that the mountain was called "Guigu Mountain" and was the most powerful one of the Jixia School Palace, but then it became the forbidden place of the Jixia School Palace, and now it has been closed for more than 4,000 years, and no one knows what it looks like there, but there are many versions of all kinds of unbelievable legends in the Jixia School Palace.

Thousands of disciples were clamoring around the steps carved out of the mountains on the periphery of the four rings, and for a while, the valley was full of people, and it was very lively.

At this time, the morning sun was rising, and the slight cool breeze in the mountains could hardly resist the blood of the disciples. They screamed, and everywhere they were filled with the vigor and vitality of young people.

Jiang Ming, Chen Yuanyuan, and Feng Feng Wei stood at the end of the north side of the stands, where the little fat man quietly drew a circle with thunder and lightning, and the two surrounded Feng Feng Wei inside, and many people saw the thunder circle walking away from the road...