There are still two days left before the conference starts, and Chen Xin's father and son and the people of their family took a spaceship to the 'Tianyuan City', the venue where the conference was held.

The ship stopped outside the city, and the group walked into the city. At this time, Tianyuan City was already very lively, and the inns of all sizes were already full of people attending the conference. Of course, the guests are all small and medium-sized sects, and the gate sect has its own branch sect or station in Tianyuan City. The Chen Xin family is a small sect of cultivation, but it is the top existence in terms of business and wealth, and it not only has a large number of shops in Tianyuan City, but also a large real estate. Due to the congestion of the streets, the traffic was impassable, so the group had to walk to the large courtyard.

When he was about to get to the front of the gate, a few people suddenly walked out of the side, and the leader shouted loudly: "Master Chen, I walked around so coincidentally, and I met you at the door of your house, why did you just arrive? These are the people who participated in the competition! They all seem to be masters, and they will definitely get good results this time, but they are a little worse than us hahaha、、、、、。 ”

As soon as Chen Yongzhu saw this person, his face was like frost, and he replied coldly: "This doesn't bother the Wang Gang Master, if you can see the wins and losses now, is it necessary! We just arrived and there were still many things to deal with, so we didn't invite the Wang Gang Leader, so we went in and did it!" After speaking, without waiting for the Wang Gang Leader to speak, he led everyone into the gate.

When he entered the door, Chen Xin couldn't help but ask curiously: "Dad, who was that person just now? ”

Chen Yongzhu was still angry, and replied a little angrily: "He is the deputy leader of the Blood Tiger Gang who is going to rob our family's treasures, and he must have been secretly spying on our family just now. Seeing that there were no masters among the people I brought, they came out to ridicule me. It's disgusting. ”

"Dad, don't be angry until the time of the game, I will give them a big surprise so that they will never laugh again!" Chen Xin said as he secretly vowed to teach these robbers a good lesson and vent his anger to his family.

The rest of the time is short, and the most important thing is to rest and be in the best shape for the game.

On the first day of the Xiuzhen Conference, first of all, every world is the same, some people who are high up talk nonsense, and then there is a performance program. After that, the first competition was held as a performance event. As the hundreds of participants stood in the venue, there was a table in front of each person, and there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. The neat rows are spectacular. Of course, Chen Xin is also among them. The contest is not something that can be entered by anyone. If you have a certain reputation, you can participate directly, for example, Chen Xin can participate directly because of his excellent results in Tianwutang, and when he did that poem at the beginning of the school year to be widely circulated, he can also be regarded as having a certain reputation, so he can participate directly. Those who are not famous have to participate in the same preliminaries as the martial arts competition, step by step.

The beautiful hostess of the conference said with a loudspeaker: "Now is the time for the exhibition competition, the first is the competition, the hundreds of contestants on the field can be said to be the most outstanding literati in the entire Tianyun Star, I don't know what kind of beautiful articles they will bring us today, we will wait and see." Before that, we must invite the person in charge of this conference, the president of the Xiuzhen Alliance, Xiao Jun Zhenren, to give us the title of this competition! Xiao Jun Zhenren, please Xiao Jun Zhenren!" As soon as the words fell, a person in the VIP seat of the stands rose into the air, leaped to the side of the hostess, took the amplification instrument and said: "What should be said has just been said, I will directly come up with the topic!" As he spoke, he took off the sword at his waist with his empty left hand and raised it, and continued: "On the theme of this sword that has accompanied me for thousands of years, you talents will compose a poem, and the time limit is one hour. Well, no more ado, the game will start right away!"

Hearing the question, most of the contestants pondered, but at this time Chen Xin was secretly happy, this topic is so good, there is no need to call for foreign aid, I don't remember much in my heart that there is just a poem about the sword, and if you take it out, it will definitely shock the people of this world! But I still have to summon a calligrapher, and I don't want to take out my two words to be conspicuous. I want to stop the dark luck method and start to call the gods.

At this time, someone was already writing with a pen, and no one paid attention to Chen Xin's slight trembling of his body, and the whole person's temperament seemed to have changed, changing his casual and lazy appearance, and exuding a strong righteousness and elegant demeanor. Picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, and after a while, Chen Xin's temperament immediately changed back, Chen Xin looked at the words he had written, as if he remembered something, and was silently in a daze. Time passed little by little, someone had already finished writing the article, and everyone who had finished writing had to talk about the article and hand it over to the staff, and this person would place the article on the Dharma, and the instrument would reflect the text in the sky of the conference venue, and there would be a special person to recite it. Finally, it will be scored by a professional judge. It's fair every time, and the winners and spectators have the same opinion.

One by one, beautiful poems appeared in the sky, and a moving voice recited them movingly. Bursts of applause erupted. But Chen Xin was immersed in memories and couldn't extricate himself. Until someone touched him, "Hey, it's almost time, and you're the only one left unfinished." ”

Chen Xin was so frightened: "It's written! It's done!" said and handed the paper to the staff who reminded him. The retracted hand raised and wiped the corner of the eye, a tear that flowed out of nowhere.

The staff put Chen Xin's article on the instrument and motioned to the readers, only to hear the readers say that this is the last article of today's competition. It was completed by Chen Xin from Danhai City, this Chen Xin I know that he did it at the age of fifteen years old, 'Who has a big dream? I know my own life' I like it very much, I don't know what kind of moving poems this former young genius will bring us today, please enjoy. As soon as his words fell, the staff activated the magic weapon, and Chen Xin's article appeared in the sky, and people did not have a taste article but were attracted by calligraphy first. I saw a majestic, vigorous, dignified and majestic text leaping into the sky, and a majestic momentum was terrifying. How can people in the other world know that this is the face of the great calligrapher Yan Zhenqing. It was also Chen Xin's handwriting, and I couldn't help but sigh that just looking at calligraphy was worthy of the champion. And when the voice of the reciter sounded, the people were shocked as they carefully felt the whole psalm. Only a loud and deep voice was heard resounding throughout the venue: "The ancient sword is cold and gloomy, and it has been cast for thousands of years." The white light is the sun and the moon, and the purple gas is a bullfight. Some guests borrow a look, and love is not daring to ask. In the clear jade box, the autumn water does not flow. The treasure has a nature, and the essence is incomparable. It can be folded inch by inch, and can not be soft around the fingers. May the heart of the man be fast and the demon head will be broken. Unwilling to revenge small grievances, stabbing personal vendetta in the middle of the night. Advise the monarch to be cautious, and not be ashamed. "As soon as the 'ancient sword' with two words changed by Chen Xin came out, the audience was silent, and people were temporarily immersed in this poem, which was very artistic conception, followed by sparse lala, and gradually resounded through the applause of the audience. Everyone knows in their hearts that the champion of this competition is none other than Chen Xin.

After a while, the award ceremony began, and the champion, of course, was Chen Xin, who was awarded a medal made of precious metal with the words 'Wen Zhitou', and commented on a few words of praise.

The next event was the martial arts competition, and the conference began with these two exhibition matches, which were also intended to be the basis for cultivating the truth.

The middle of the venue was quickly emptied, and the rings slowly rose from below. At the same time, the draw for the tournament began. The draw is completed, and the competition officially begins. The rules are simple: two people against the winner to advance to the next round, until the end there are only two people left, and the champion and runner-up are decided.

According to the number and group announced by the conference, the contestants went to the ring separately. Chen Xin went to the ring, and his opponent had already come up, and he was a middle-aged man who looked very strong. A drum sounded, the competition began, the ring raised protective shields, and the contestants activated the magic robes on their bodies. In the martial arts ring, unlike the Xiuzhen Fighting Ring, the protective shield and magic robe are not very effective in preventing casualties, but more to prevent someone from using mana, or beyond the attack power of the martial arts. Therefore, martial arts competitions are more about reaction speed and subtlety of moves.

Chen Xin and his opponent hugged each other, and Chen Xin's opponent looked at Chen Xin and said, "Aren't you the young man who just won the title of Wenkui? You are not very old and you are both civil and military! I can't compare with you, but I have been practicing martial arts for hundreds of years、、、、" Chen Xin saw that he seemed to be not playing, and became a little impatient. He shouted, "Be careful, I'm going to attack." "Take the lead and only go to the opposite player. Chen Xin's opponent really didn't take Chen Xin seriously, and casually made a move to deal with Chen Xin's attack. I saw Chen Xin punch straight to the opponent's chest, the opponent did not block it in the first gear, and was hit in the chest by a punch, and the armor shield was shattered and failed to teleport out of the field. At this moment, if Chen Xin's classmates from Tianwutang saw it, they would definitely sigh at what a similar scene it was, and it was almost exactly the same as the battle between Chen Xin and Ren Tianxiang. In the ring, Chen Xin rubbed his hands and said to himself: "What's so great about practicing for hundreds of years, can it be compared with the wisdom and experience of countless capable masters in my thousands of years?"

The time of martial arts competitions is generally not too long, and the master can often win or lose in a few moves. Soon there were only four people left in the entire arena, and of course Chen Xin was among them, Chen Xin stood in the ring waiting for the next opponent, and if he defeated him, he could compete for the championship with the winner of the other ring. Chen Xin's opponent stepped into the ring, and Chen Xin's body trembled imperceptibly when he saw his appearance. I saw that the person who came was dressed in white, with a handsome face and a heroic spirit, it was Shangguan Yong, who joined the Xingfeng Gate. Shangguan Yong was not surprised at all when he saw Chen Xin, and said flatly: "I have long noticed that you are also participating in the competition, and I expected that we would definitely meet." Martial arts, I am by no means your opponent, I will admit defeat in this game!" After speaking, Chen Xin seemed to have something to say, but in the end he didn't say it. He turned around and walked to the edge of the ring where the protective shield was raised, and shouted, "I admit defeat!" and then the protective shield was raised, and 'Shangguan Yong' walked out of the ring. Chen Xin was expressionless throughout the whole process, and he didn't say a word until 'Shangguan Yong' walked out of the ring.

There was only one ring left in the square, and Chen Xin and an old man in black stood on it. Chen Xin clenched his fists: "Junior, Chen Xin, ask the seniors for advice!" The old man on the other side smiled: "Young man, my kung fu is good! My name is Xie Qi! Come on! I haven't met a decent opponent for a long time! I hope you won't let me down." ”

Chen Xin is still a person who respects the old man very much in his bones, but the victory or defeat of this game is related to the fate of the entire family, and he can't let it go! Chen Xin lowered his head slightly and said, "That junior has offended!" took the lead in attacking. The successive victories made Chen Xin look down on the level of kung fu in this world, thinking that this would be an easy victory again, and wanted to end the battle quickly in the old way. So when I made a move, I still 'broke ten thousand pounds', but I didn't expect it to be empty this time. Xie Qi dodged as if he was an understatement, Chen Xin was stunned, and at this moment, he felt that his feet and neck were tight, and his heart was not good. Then the whole body lost its balance and fell to the ground. Chen Xin, who came to his senses, hurriedly made an oolong skein, and his whole body swirled on the ground like a whirlwind, and when he landed and stood firmly, he immediately put on a posture of full defense. Unexpectedly, Xie Qi on the other side stood there, looking at him with a smile as if he hadn't moved at all. "Young man, don't underestimate me!

This game also attracted a large number of spectators, and it was also broadcast live at the top of the square, and it was supposed to be the voice of the commentator: "Now the final is being held, it is Chen Xin, who is known as the king of second killing, he has almost killed all the way in seconds, and his opponent is Xie Qi, who has already won the championship of the six realms of this competition! It is said that he is the only remaining martial artist in the Xiuzhen realm." Everyone will wait and see who will kill the two deer. Ahh Ah! Why did Chen Xin fall, did Xie Qi counterattack? I can't see this clearly, how can I explain it! Let's see for yourself!"

Chen Xin couldn't hear the commentary outside the court, and now all he thought in his heart was that he met a master this time, and his speed and strength were no less than mine. The reaction and experience are still above me. At this level, the moves have lost their meaning. Is it going to be defeated? No! There must be a way! By the way, that person may be able to!