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Chapter 1066: It's Strange If You Don't Kill

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This disciple is handsome and elegant, and is only in his twenties.

There was a pattern of Big Dipper on his clothes, indicating that this was a member of the Beidou Sword Sect. However, the long sword he carried was ordinary and there was no other fluctuations on his body, and it looked so inconspicuous.

This scene made Tian Yuanzi feel very strange. After all, the Beidou Sword Sect is the largest sect in the cultivation world now. Most of its disciples are sword sci-fisted and sword crazi, who have a high understanding of swords and their overall strength is recognized as good.

But now, the disciples of the Beidou Sword Sect have only walked a dozen steps on the stairs, slowly and left behind by others far away.

"Can the Beidou Sword Sect fall down over the years?" Tian Yuanzi couldn't help but think that the difference between this and his impression was too big.

But he observed the disciple of the Beidou Sword Sect for a while, and suddenly his expression became extremely surprised.

Because this disciple of the Beidou Sword Sect did not use true energy, but he was still walking on the ladder.

"What's the situation? The disciples of the Beidou Sword Sect plan to resist the pressure without using their true energy. Do you go all the way up?" Tian Yuanzi said in surprise.

Every cultivator who walks up the ladder will use true qi to resist. Even if the true qi is not good, he will think of some other ways to walk up this ladder like the God-Slaying Gang.

After all, there are no rules or restrictions to get up this ladder. As long as you can walk up, you can successfully participate in the martial arts conference.

However, this disciple of the Beidou Sword Sect did the opposite. He wanted to resist the pressure of this gravity magic array by relying solely on the strength of his body, and then walked up the ladder step by step.

"It seems that this disciple of the Beidou Sword Sect is not as simple as imagined." Tian Yuanzi looked at the disciple of the Beidou Sword Sect and was still moving forward.

After pondering for a while, Tian Yuanzi took out a scroll from his arms.

On this scroll is the list of people they invited to participate.

Soon, Tian Yuanzi found the list of Beidou Sword Sect, and saw a name written on it: Ye Xiaochen!

This name is the name of the person who reported to the competition after the Beidou Sword Sect received the invitation letter.

In other words, this person who uses physical strength to climb on the ladder is called Ye Xiaochen.

"I'm ignorant. I have never heard of Ye Xiaochen's name. Could it be that it is a newcomer trained by the Beidou Sword Sect?" Tian Yuanzi pondered.

At present, there is only this explanation, otherwise, the Beidou Sword Sect would not be confident and would only send one disciple to fight.

Tian Yuanzi observed for a long time and only walked to the fiftieth step when he saw Ye Xiaochen. There was no change and he couldn't help but lose interest.

He turned to the people of Fengxing Academy.

Fengxing Academy is a sect with a very long history. It is said that it has existed since the Laozi period.

The disciples under the flag disciples are all dressed in scholars, very elegant.

However, the strength of this sect cannot be overlooked. In Tianyuanzi's mind, Fengxing Academy is second only to the Beidou Sword Sect.

Their sect's martial arts are very strange. They can defeat the enemy with one poem, lift up the pen to conquer the country, and draw thousands of troops...

In the previous martial arts conference, the final final was between Fengxing Academy and Beidou Sword Sect. At that time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark and the wind and dust flew up.

So this time, Tian Yuanzi was quite optimistic about Fengxing Academy, but in his heart he compared his eldest disciple Tian Qinxin with them.

Their Tianhuo Mansion's goal this time is not to be the first, but to be sure to enter the top three to ensure that they hold the host's face this time.

"The disciples of Fengxing Academy have a much weaker realm than they imagined. There were three people who came to participate this time, one of whom was a half-step innate, and the other two were in the early stages of innateness. If they were really compared with Tian Qinxin, they might be better off." Tian Yuanzi said silently, and couldn't help but smile.

This time, the real favorite to win the championship seems to be Ye Tingyu, the young master of the Demon Cult, and the somewhat mysterious Lynch, Ye Xiaochen is also temporarily considered one.

But if you really want to say it, Tian Qinxin is not inferior to anyone.

Ye Tingyu has the Golden Pill Realm, but Tianqinxin is now at the peak of the innate nature. After using this sect’s secret treasure, he can reach the Golden Pill Realm for a short time, which is enough to compete with Ye Tingyu.

Although Lynch is mysterious and has practiced a secret technique that does not belong to this region, Tianqinxin is a genius that is rare in a thousand years in Tianhuo Mansion. All the best resources in the entire Tianhuo Mansion are for her to use. The ones who practice the unique skills that have been passed down for thousands of years are probably incomparable to this. After all, Lynch is just a declining leader of the Hidden Sword Sect. Where did so many resources come from under her sect?

As for Ye Xiaochen, I haven't seen how strong he is yet, but according to the strength of the Beidou Sword Sect at the last martial arts conference, Tianqinxin has a complete possibility of defeating it, and there is no need to be afraid of Ye Xiaochen.

From this point of view, Tian Qinxin defeated one of them and entered the top three, which would definitely be a sure win, and could even make the first place in this martial arts conference.

As soon as he thought of this, Tian Yuanzi's smile became stronger.

But suddenly, the smile at the corner of Tian Yuanzi's eyes froze. A black shadow appeared in front of him. The black shadow left a long afterimage on the stairs, and then it appeared beside him.

This sudden scene surprised Tian Yuanzi to the extreme. He didn't even see clearly how the other party got up to the last stairs.

In other words, this gravity magic array is completely ineffective against this black shadow.

Tian Yuanzi hurriedly turned around and looked at the black shadow, wearing a black robe, gently lifting the big hat on his head, revealing a bald head.

On this bald head, there were six polka dots of incense scars, and he looked like a standard monk.

However, the dot incense scars on the top of the head were scratched by a knife, as if they wanted to remove these dot incense scars, which seemed a little puzzled.

"Who is your lord?" Tian Yuanzi said.

"I am a Shaolin disciple. If you don't kill, your name is strange!" Wukong clasped his hands together. His skin was bronze in color, and there was a dark red eye shadow around his eyes, which looked a bit good and evil.

"Don't kill the master?" Tian Yuanzi said in surprise.

"It was me who was invited to attend the martial arts conference this time. I was a day in advance and I couldn't be disturbed." Busho.

"Uh, Master is modest. It's our honor to be here!" Tian Yuanzi felt an inexplicable aura on Busho, which made his heart tremble violently.

This monk with the Dharma name is not killed. It is said that he is the first disciple of Shaolin. He has been chanting scriptures and studying Buddhism since he was a child and devoted himself to practicing.
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