MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 31 eve of martial arts

  Chapter 31 The eve of the martial arts

   "Actually, it's not particularly difficult. Other experts have been arranged to help stop it." Han Yan'er said again.

   "A master? Who else in this class in Kyoto can compare with us?" Tang Yu was a little disapproving.

   "Who said it's just this year's candidates? There are also some who can't sign up because of their age..." Han Yan'er gritted her teeth and whispered a word.

   "You mean? Tampering with age?"

   "That's right, Yuan Jianzong does the first day of junior high school, and we also do the fifteenth day. This is Kyoto, and the rules of the imperial examination are enforced by our imperial court!" Han Yan'er said coldly.

   "Yes! As long as the arrangement is proper, they will all get down in the first round!" Gu Hongyi also nodded.

  Chen Shi's complexion changed a little. Martial master state is a stage of blowout growth in martial arts cultivation.

   Among them, the difference in practice time is one year, and the difference in cultivation level may be several grades.

  He is only sixteen years old. If he really wants to face those eighteen or nineteen-year-olds, even if his talent is not as good as his, he has no certainty of winning.

Han Yan'er also saw his worry, and said in relief: "Don't worry, the higher-ups will not arrange to meet us in the previous rounds, and mainly look for those disciples of Yuan Jianzong. When they are all eliminated, they will directly meet us if they meet us." I admit defeat."

  Hearing this, Chen Shi's expression relaxed a little. Under the age of eighteen, he is not afraid of anyone!

  ...

  That night, several people stayed in Yanyu Villa, and the martial arts began the next day. Don't be frivolous and came late, only catching up with the tail of the registration.

  In an elegantly decorated room, Mo Qingkuang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at the phantom figure floating in front of him.

"If there is no accident, the test question for this martial arts exam is the ring battle. The top 100 will be selected to join the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts. According to the preparations of the Tianxuan Empire, the selected children of you should not meet each other in the first few rounds." A strong opponent." Mo Fan mused with his hands behind his back.

   "However, you don't have to be too happy. No matter what the Tianxuan Empire arranges, they can't stop Lin Yang. Your biggest enemy is still Lin Yang!"

   "Lin Yang will come too?" Mo frivolously jumped up from the bed when he heard it.

   "Yes, he will definitely come! He should have entered the second rank." Mo Fan nodded. According to the original plan, this year's champion of martial arts is Lin Yang!

  Mo Qingkuang's heart sank, is it a second grade? Lin Yang, you are really a genius to this extent.

   "Old Ancestor, I will attack the second-rank martial artist tonight!" Mo Qingkuang gritted his teeth. After this period of training, he gradually touched the bottleneck of the second-rank martial artist, and was about to find a suitable opportunity to break through.

  Hearing that Lin Yang had been promoted to the second rank, he was impatient.

Mo Fan smiled: "It's about time, but he is born with a higher bone than you, and with the help of pills, it is not surprising that he can practice faster than you. After the martial arts, I will take you to find him." Something to improve the root bone, otherwise, if you want to overtake him, I’m afraid it won’t be easy.”

   "As long as you can avenge your shame, the ancestors will not regret their death." Mo Qingkuang said firmly, the raging anger in his eyes seemed to set the room on fire.

   "What are you dying for? It's hard to save your kid, and it would be a pity for my resurrection talisman if I die?" Mo Fan spat angrily.

   "Yes, yes. But ancestor, I feel that my cultivation speed has increased a lot recently. Could it be the effect of god-level exercises?" Mo frivolously nodded, and asked suddenly.

His cultivation speed has indeed improved significantly recently. Originally, he changed to a god-level exercise such as the "Great Wind and Falling Leaves Jue", which has already made his cultivation speed far faster than before. He did not expect that since he came out of the Tomb of King Nianhua, his cultivation speed has further improved. .

  Mo Fan knew that it was the effect of the achievement aura that increased the cultivation speed of Mo's children by 10% in the first stage.

  However, he couldn't say it openly, he just said: "Your talent is good, and this "Gust of Wind and Fallen Leaves" is very suitable for you. After you practice proficiently, it is not surprising that your cultivation speed will increase."

   "So that's how it is." Mo Qingkuang suddenly nodded, "The grandson will break through first, and ask my ancestors to protect me."

"Um."

  ...

  In the Kyoto Hotel in the south of Kyoto City, the entire first floor was covered.

  In one of the most spacious rooms, seven or eight young people are sitting around a middle-aged man.

   "Deacon Lin, if you want me to tell you, there is no need to discuss any countermeasures for these local chickens and dogs in Kyoto. I can wipe them all with one hand." A young man with a handsome face and a gloomy expression said impatiently.

  His name is Liu Xuan, and he is the son of an elder of Yuan Jianzong. Only seventeen years old, a peak third-rank martial artist, who grew up in the Yuan Sword Sect with accumulated resources, and is the only inner disciple sent out by the Yuan Sword Sect this time.

  Beside him, Lin Yang, Chu Yanran, Song Qian, Zhuang Fan and others were impressively inside.

"Nephew Liu Xian, don't worry, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the Tianxuan royal family doesn't eat dry food. When we come this time, they must have heard the news and made preparations." Deacon Lin said to Liu Xuan with a gentle expression. .

   Liu Xuan's father has a higher status than him. As an inner disciple, Liu Xuan will at least be a deacon in the future, so he doesn't respect him very much.

   "Prepare, how can they prepare? Just relying on the stinky fish and rotten shrimps of their royal family, will they be my opponent?" Liu Xuan curled his lips, disapproving.

   "I heard that Kuang Qing, who was famous in the Tomb of King Nianhua a few days ago, participated in this martial arts." After all, Deacon Lin is an elder, and he needs to save face, so he can't reprimand Liu Xuan in person, so he had to change the subject.

   As he spoke, he glanced at Song Qian with meaningful eyes.

  Song Qian is the leader of the new disciples of Yuan Jianzong. He is in the limelight. He has always regarded himself as the big brother of this year, but he humiliated Yuan Jianzong in the tomb of King Nianhua and was tricked by Kuang Qing.

   This time Yuan Jianzong acted with such fanfare because he lost face in the tomb of King Nianhua and wanted to get it back from the Tianxuan imperial family.

   "It's good that he comes! I'm going to settle accounts with him! If I don't cut him into pieces, I will never be a human being!" Song Qian gritted his teeth tightly, and resentment gushed out of his eyes.

"Anyone can say big words, just don't be able to touch people when the time comes." Liu Xuan sneered, "How about this, you give me your beautiful maid, I meet that Kuangqing, help you report this hatred."

   "You!" Song Qian was furious when he heard the words, but he didn't dare to attack Liu Xuan.

   Liu Xuan is an inner disciple, and his strength is stronger than him, so he can't afford to offend him.

  Song Qian is the eldest son of the Song family in Xuannan City, rich and powerful, he entered Yuan Jianzong to practice, and unexpectedly brought a beautiful maid to take care of his daily life, Liu Xuan has long been envious.

   "Okay, stop arguing. There is no room for failure in this plan to win the championship!" Deacon Lin waved his hand, interrupting the two of them.

  Lin Yang's eyes rolled: "Deacon Lin, since we all signed up under Yi Rong's pseudonym, why don't we hide our strength on the field so that their preparations are not so handy, what do you think?"

  Deacon Lin took a look at Lin Yang. This kid is extremely talented. It is said that he broke the eight ranks within three months. It's just that he has been a little repetitive since he was a child, otherwise he would have been admitted to the inner sect long ago.

  He stroked his beard and nodded: "You are right. Tomorrow, you all should preserve your strength, and you don't have to be too aggressive at the beginning."

  When Liu Xuan heard the words, he dismissed them even more. Even if they showed their sharpness, what could they do to me?

  Glanced at Lin Yang contemptuously: "It's unnecessary."

  Lin Yang glared at him, refusing to budge.

   Deacon Lin saw that Liu Xuan belonged to Huo Zhezi, so he ordered as soon as he saw anyone, so he had to wave his hand to disperse the crowd: "Okay, it's getting late, let's all go back and rest."

   Thanks to Qidian for reading: Lost Path, Sha Jianzhi, qq reading: Nanxi Hanyue, ???? Bai???? Fei's tip. Thank you bosses!

   It's three o'clock today.

  (end of this chapter)