Xuan Ji has an ordinary appearance and a medium stature, and belongs to the kind of person who can't be distinguished when thrown into the crowd.

Among the artistic conception warriors in the Qing capital Guan Liu Yu's lineage, he is considered to be the oldest, and he is more than forty this year, and seriously speaking, he is a few years older than Feng Yang.

It's just that Xuan Ji lives in the energetic Qingcheng Mountain all the year round, eats well, sleeps well, and doesn't have a lot of mundane affairs, so he looks like a young man who is only twenty-seven or eighteen.

He is different from Feng Yang, who broke off the path of martial arts early, Xuan Ji is simple-minded, firm in his martial heart, has never married a wife and has children, and his body is well recuperated, so he always retains the hope of entering the situation.

In Liu Yu's opinion, if there are no major problems with his disciple, he will get the opportunity to break through the situation within ten years, but it depends on him whether he succeeds or not.

In his fifties, he broke through the situation and achieved average among the previous disciples of the Qingdu Temple, but compared with the vast majority of artistic conception martial disciples who eventually had to go down the mountain and enter the world, it was quite lucky.

At this time, Xuan Ji and Liu Yu were standing on the archway in front of the Taoist temple, watching a battle going on in the martial arts arena.

The two sides of this battle are a sword warrior and a fist warrior. In terms of strength, the one that made the sword warriors obviously superior, and often forced the martial artists to use their fists to stumble left and right, and they were embarrassed.

The martial artist who used his fist was obviously flawed in his body, and from time to time he would take care of one or the other and get hit with a sword. Fortunately, the iron sword used for the battle did not open the edge, so it would not be injured, and the martial artist with the fist should be equipped with hard skills, but he can barely support it.

However, the clothes on his body could not stop a few times, and he soon turned into a beggar's outfit.

And the sword warriors fought to the back, which already had a hint of teasing, and finally used a rather fancy serial sword technique to whip the fist warriors out.

After the fist warrior stood up, he saw that his back was in tatters, as if there were a few more red marks, and he looked as if he had just been guilty of a crime.

The martial artists around the circle of competition suddenly burst into laughter, and there was even more ridicule in their words.

The martial artist with his fist didn't seem to be annoyed, his wooden face was expressionless, and he silently turned around and walked towards the house, it should have been to change clothes.

However, the martial arts in the field did not disperse, as if they were still waiting for this person to come out.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, the martial artists with their fists changed their clothes, returned to the martial arts arena, and began to challenge the other one among the onlookers again without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The ensuing scene was like a recurring of time, and the fist-wielding martial artist was soon defeated again.

His martial arts were originally among the thousands of Qingcheng martial artists who passed the martial arts test, and they could only be regarded as below average. And these new martial artists carefully selected by Liu Yu are all elites among the elites, and several of them have touched the threshold of artistic conception.

He challenged so honestly, so naturally he lost more and won less. However, this person seems to not know that everyone is taking the opportunity to humiliate, relying on the iron cloth shirt and kung fu, the skin is thick and thick, and he fights endlessly every day, and it has been three months now.

"Oh~~" As the sun turned west, the bell rang in the Taoist temple, but it was the sound of summoning the warriors to dine.

The people on the martial arts arena finally dispersed, laughed in twos and threes, and went to the cafeteria together.

The martial artist who had been fighting for a long time also touched his stomach and walked towards the Taoist canteen. It's just that he doesn't have anyone by his side, and he seems a little lonely and lonely.

"Master, do you want to warn those new junior brothers!" Xuan Ji looked at the archway for a long time, and finally felt a little angry, and couldn't help but ask Liu Yu, who was close his eyes and recuperate next to him.

"What to warn them, don't fight with Bai Ya again?" Liu Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked at Xuan Ji with a smile.

"This ...... They are obviously bullying people!" Xuan Ji said with a wry smile, "Although the jade is not a weapon, the disciple is afraid that the true temperament of the junior disciple of Baiya will be worn out, and he will lose his self-confidence in the future, and the martial arts will no longer exist!"

"If that stinky boy had to be so grinding, this seat wouldn't have been so embarrassed in the first place!" Liu Yu said inaudibly, and waved his hand lazily at Xuan Ji, "Then you say...... Why are they bullying White Cliff?"

Xuan Ji was dumbfounded, he actually wanted to say, "Isn't this all caused by you?" However, if he said that, with Liu Yu's temper, he would definitely be ashamed and angry, and he would walk away.

But in fact, Baiya's current situation is indeed Liu Yu's pot.

Everyone is a new martial artist, and it stands to reason that Bai Ya can't be a target of public criticism, but he just has no friends now. The main reason is that Liu Yu often leaves Baiya alone, and he has come and gone many times, and many new martial artists have found out.

It doesn't matter if you find out, many of the new martial artists are the descendants of the strong people in Qingcheng, do you have your own juniors, take care of it, and everyone can understand.

But the martial artists inquired later, and they learned from the mouths of the seniors of the previous sessions that it turned out that Liu Yu often left Baiya alone, because he and Xuan Ji had just become the altar boys under his seat.

The martial disciples are not three-year-old children, they have a little brain, and they know that the Daotong of the Altar is Liu Yu who changed the method to include Bai Ya and Xuan Ji into the Qingcheng Gate Wall, and the two are now equivalent to half of the official Qingcheng disciples.

Xuan Ji is nothing, he is a veteran artistic conception martial artist, and he is very likely to enter the situation in the future, and he is an old qualification among the artistic conception martial artists in the previous sessions.

Moreover, the new martial artists have been supervised by him in these months, which is equivalent to teaching the arts on behalf of the teacher. Everyone respected him very much and treated him as half a master. Not to mention Dao Tong, even if they really became official Qingcheng disciples, they all took it for granted.

But what about White Cliffs...... Why?

In terms of age, a group of new martial artists, he is the youngest, and he will only turn sixteen by the end of this year. In terms of martial arts, after several attempts, everyone found that he was the worst among these new martial artists.

Not to mention comparing with them, even if you look at the thousand martial disciples who have passed the martial arts test, he can only be regarded as below average.

At this time, many new martial artists are not convinced, that is, they are a little psychologically unbalanced with the previous artistic conception martial artists here.

It's just that the artistic conception warriors of the previous sessions have passed the age stage of being young and frivolous, and they have been in Qingcheng for a long time, knowing that Liu Yu can accept Baiya as a Taoist boy in the altar, there must be an inside story.

This matter is not something that Liu Yu can decide alone, and it may have been agreed by the high-level of Qingdu Guan.

Therefore, they will not deliberately go to the White Cliff for trouble.

However, many new martial artists are different, they are at the peak of their lives. This will suddenly appear in front of a rich second generation who walked through the back door, and immediately screamed and pounced to kill the rich and help the poor.

Everyone has been cultivating hard for more than ten years before they have a chance to enter the Qingcheng Gate Wall. You're good, you're determined as soon as you come, and you're the worst among us.

Liu Yu is the master, we can't disobey his decision, but it's enough to find you trouble, who makes your kung fu the worst?

As a result, more than 20 new martial artists recruited by Liu Yu began to repair the White Cliff in the name of competition.

This time the fight started, and everyone had another reason to hate him.

This kid has hard work in an iron cloth shirt, and his fists and feet are very heavy. Everyone can't really hurt him seriously, you don't hurt or itch when you hit him, his tiger claws are slightly touched, and the skin will open the flesh. Even if it's just a flesh wound, it hurts for many days!

However, all the martial artists can pass the Qingcheng martial arts test, but they are not fuel-efficient lamps. They slowly discovered that Bai Ya had a big flaw, his body was not good! This kid was not flexible in his steps, and in their eyes, he was as slow as a turtle.

When they found out about this, White Cliff was tragic, losing for more than a month in a row, and they didn't win against anyone.

Of course, the martial disciples were also out of breath at this time, and this matter should have ended here.

But the problem is that Bai Ya is gone, this kid seems to have discovered a new continent, everyone doesn't go to him, but he itches himself to come up. For more than a month, he couldn't get food every day, and he was constantly challenging.

As a result, this challenge in the name of competition has lasted for nearly three months to this day, and there is no sign of stopping.

However, the martial disciples began to lose more and more confidence, because Bai Ya's body and footsteps increased at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. From the original winless record to the occasional victory, it is gradually turning the tide and making it difficult for all the warriors to ride the tiger.

Except for some of them who touched the threshold of artistic conception, and some martial idiots who were not too afraid, everyone else secretly complained bitterly. They could fully imagine the tragic scene of White Cliff scratching them all over their bodies with tiger claws in the future.

Otherwise, with their temperament, how could they win the other party and continue to ridicule, that is simply a manifestation of weakness. Expect Bai Ya to stop the challenge if he can't stand it, or hope that Xuan Ji and Liu Yu will intervene and end this farce justifiably.

However, Xuan Ji didn't know much about what these martial artists were thinking, but he saw them "bullying" Baiya every day, so he couldn't hold back.

Xuan Ji is different from them, he vaguely knows that he can become a Taoist boy in the altar, maybe it is still thanks to Bai Ya, the little junior brother, otherwise it is hard to imagine that Liu Yu will take the initiative to accept him as a Taoist boy.

There is a difference between having the hope of stepping into a situation and actually stepping into a situation.

Of all the artistic conception martial artists who are staying here now, there is no hope, but have you seen others being favored by Liu Yu?

Not a single one! The promotion ratio of one-thirtieth is not a joke, and all the artistic realm martial artists who are still on the mountain in these few sessions combined, I am afraid that only one or two people can finally seize the opportunity and truly break through to the situation.

At that time, it was the time when the fish leaped over the dragon gate and the flying dragon was in the sky!

"Master, does Senior Brother Baiya have some origins?" As soon as he thought of this, Xuan Ji couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, you can't bear to ask until now, it can be seen that there has been great progress in Qi cultivation kung fu. Liu Yu glanced back at him and opened his mouth to speak, but after thinking about it, he sighed again, "If you want to know, ask him yourself, but this seat can't leak people's privacy!"

"I've asked!" Xuan Ji's face was a little strange, and he muttered, "Little junior brother said that you abandoned it back then, leaving his mother alone, he grew up alone since he was a child, and he grew up alone......"

"White Cliff, die for this seat!" Liu Yubo~ got up with the green tendons in his head, his face turned black into the bottom of the pot, and shouted at the bottom of the archway.