In the guest room on the second floor, Wu Hui was protesting with his contractor, "Brother Tian, when will you also let me be like other traversers, shake the king's overlord on my body, and cause the enemy to bow and worship, the male protagonist is the younger brother, and the female protagonist is competing for the warm bed!"

The gap between the traverser and the traverser, why is it so big?

Dragged like twenty-five eighty-thousand, "As a No. 3663115 martial arts game trialist, this system hopes that you don't be too ambitious, don't think about those who don't have it, even if I give you a set of peerless exercises now, but if you can't pass the trial of the Condor World, everything will start again?"

The protest was pale in front of the system, and the only thing Wu Hui could do was to find a way to stand out from the more than three million trialists, which was the right reason!

Big fists are the last word, and in front of the mighty and domineering Heavenly Dao, Wu Hui can only choose to acquiesce: "Last night, you all knew about my conversation with Kublai Khan, what do you think of Yuan Fang?"

Exploring the bottom line of the system little by little, what Wu Hui got was a hygienic eyeball: "After the mutated Condor World, I feel that there is a special energy. You may not have noticed before, but from ancient times to the present, wars are often instigated by people with good intentions! Have you ever thought about what kind of benefits those who provoke wars can they get?"

The style of Heavenly Dao was suddenly raised to a certain level, and Wu Hui couldn't stand it in his heart: "Then what kind of benefits are there that are enough for those people to do not hesitate to use war as a price?"

Tiandao saw that Wu Hui finally returned to the topic: "There are three interests, first, to be promoted to an official and to become a knight, second, to obtain money, and third, to seize luck;"

"Get lucky?"

"Yes, get luck! Those who are lucky, there is still divine help, no matter what you do, you can get twice the result with half the effort, how about it. However, the function of the value of qi luck is not only that, those who practice martial arts have the blessing of qi luck, and their skills have improved by leaps and bounds; those who cultivate immortals have qi luck in their bodies. Ignore the bottleneck and make great progress. ”

Wu Hui, who was bluffed, was stunned, and his eyes were glowing with golden light: "Isn't the Condor World a martial arts world, then why does it involve immortal cultivators?"

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The child-like Heavenly Dao: "Immortal cultivators have always been quite mysterious, they live in the mountains and wilderness, away from the troubles of the world, and at the same time they are not allowed to participate in wars! That's why they turned their gaze to the world, trying to use their luck to change their qualifications for cultivating immortals!"

Although he is no stranger to cultivating immortals, he is also a layman Wu Hui, and he is very curious: "Doesn't that mean that the change of dynasties is controlled by immortal cultivators?"

The old-fashioned Tiandao nodded: "Yes, you can think of these." I am very pleased!"

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Today is a special day, and there are many martial arts masters gathered in Xiangyang City. Its liveliness is comparable to the flow of people shuttling through the bustling downtown area!

On the streets of Xiangyang City, there are many stalls that are usually difficult to see, and they are also placed on both sides of the street at this moment, including Zhang Lao Wu who sells baked cakes, Wang Lao Si who buys roast duck, and Zou Qige, who cooks good noodles, also came out to join in the fun.

The cries of street vendors. The shouts of juggling in the streets, the laughter of children playing and chasing and running, Herod's riding a horse-drawn rope, the crackling of pancakes and pancakes, the fluttering of boiling water.

Walk through the bustling streets. Wu Hui blended into the crowd and walked step by step to the scene of the beggar gang conference, the battle was quite large, and the crowds were crowded, some wanted to contribute to the martial arts, some wanted to get ahead, and some simply wanted to join in the fun, and some purely played soy sauce.

Huang Rong, who was dressed in a light green dress: "The country can't be without a king for a day, and the beggars can't be without an owner for a day!" Let everyone come here today, just to select the person with the highest martial arts skills from among the martial arts masters to serve as the leader of the beggar gang, and order the heroes to resist the iron hooves of the Mongolian Tartars!"

For more than ten years, time seems to love her alone, and the years have not left too many traces on her face, in the eyes of outsiders, if she and Guo Fu walk together, it is not surprising that they are sisters.

A man in a black robe: "Wind chaser Geng Biao, aren't you going to go up and try your skills?" I heard that Wu Dunru on the stage is deeply rooted in the true legend of Guo Jing and Guo Daxia, and a set of eighteen palms of the dragon descending is terrifying to the guts of bandits!"

Geng Biao, known as the wind chaser, is dressed as a scholar, dressed in a light-colored robe, standing with his hands in his hands, full of mastery.

He was named, and as a person who walks the rivers and lakes, he also refuses to suffer: "Ruthless Sword Qiu Feiyang, you don't plan to go up and try your skills, don't you let me take the lead first and try the strength of Wu Dunru, right?"

Therefore, the masses will always be guided by public opinion, Geng Biao roasted Qiu Feiyang on the fire in a few words, and the other party has no room to refute, I have to say that language is a very practical skill!

People have said that this is the part, if you don't go up again, you will really be underestimated.

With a light tap on his toes, Qiu Feiyang held a three-foot cold iron long sword in his hand, flew onto the stage, and casually showed his hand, which attracted bursts of applause.

showed off a good light skill when he appeared, is it too high-profile, or is it too high-profile?

Geng Biao, who was watching the play, clasped his hands in front of his chest, I am very optimistic about your posture.

Finally, the first challenger took the stage, at least it wasn't as boring as just now: "Brother Tai, Wu Dunru is polite, please!"

Qiu Feiyang, who clenched his fists: "In Xia Qiu Feiyang, I have seen martial arts heroes, please!"

The two people in the ring did not shoot immediately, firstly, it was still a long time, unless they had enough strength to fight to the end, otherwise no one would have done their best stupidly at the beginning!

Guo Fu, who was sitting on the side of the ring, looked very nervous, after all, this was the first time Wu Dunru had shot in his predecessors, if he lost the first game, it would be a shame!

As a master of using swords, everyone knows very well that they have to build up momentum, and what Qiu Feiyang is doing now is to gather momentum, condense the true qi in the body, contain it but not release, and make a move is Qianjun's strength.

"This sword is made of cold iron!"

As Qiu Feiyang said this, he drew his long sword and pointed it at Wu Dunru from afar.

"Swordsmanship is as you like, and you can do it with your will!"

The long sword is like a falling petal, that's right! The sword intent is like this, Wu Hui under the ring can feel that in the strong autumn season, pieces of flowers fly and fall, fluttering in the wind.

Even Guo Jing, who was sitting on the chair, felt that the person who was on the field at the moment was an incredible talent: "This young man on the field is good, he has practiced the kung fu with the sword to the point of perfection, and it is really not easy for ordinary people to please him in front of him!"

Regarding Guo Jing's statement, Huang Rong also nodded frequently.

But there is one person, she is even more worried, although she is also a first-class master, but she cares about it: "Dad, do you think this person can defeat Dunru?"

Guo Jing and Huang Rong glanced at each other, smiled slightly, and closed their mouths and did not answer! )