Riding in the dust, he dashed into Qingyun City.
The martial arts competition at the Martial Palace will be held in just one month. According to the rules, students participating in the competition must start registering one month in advance.
A month ago, a conversation with Elder Zhuang Nantian made Luo Xiu understand that in order to stand out and gain the attention and cultivation of the Martial Palace, he must demonstrate his strength and talent.
The annual martial arts competition is undoubtedly a time for the students of the Martial Palace to showcase their strength and talent.
Not long after, Luo Xiu arrived at the martial arts hall and went to the registration location.
When he arrived, there were already many students from the martial arts hall gathered here, but most of them were onlookers who signed up for the martial arts competition, mostly students from intermediate and advanced classes.
"Every year at the martial arts competition, there is a ranking, and it is said that as long as one can win the top three, the reward is extremely generous," said a young man wearing a martial arts uniform.
"Brother Zhao is now in the seventh level of physical cultivation. I wonder if he also plans to participate in the martial arts competition?" someone asked with a smile.
"Of course, I have to participate. Although there is not much hope of achieving the top three, the most important thing is to show my talent and strength on the martial arts competition platform, and I can still receive the attention of the high-level officials in the martial arts hall!" said the young man proudly.
Luo Xiuxun looked around and saw the young man in military uniform, who was Zhao Liang, an intermediate class student who had been gambling with him in the black stone tablet area.
At the time of gambling, Zhao Liang was practicing six levels of physical training, but now he has reached seven levels of physical training.
"There are many experts in the intermediate and advanced classes. I heard that as long as you can enter the top ten, you can receive rewards such as vitality stones and elixirs!"
"Entering the top five, one can even be accepted as a disciple by the Elder of the Martial Palace!"
"Hehe, if you get in the top three, I heard you can also receive the personal guidance of the martial arts master, and have the qualification to choose a fourth grade martial arts!"
Many people are discussing with each other, and various generous rewards have made many martial arts students feel excited.
Each Elder of the Martial Palace is an innate martial artist with high authority in Qingyun City. If one can become a disciple of the Elder, it is a symbol of status and status.
The Lord of the Martial Palace, for many Martial Palace students, is also a legendary existence. He is the top expert in Qingyun City and is said to have surpassed his innate abilities!
Especially the rewards for the fourth level martial arts are even more shocking and exciting.
However, everyone also knows that it is very difficult to enter the top three in the martial arts competition, because the competition is held once a year. Those who have achieved good rankings in previous years by participating in the competition can use the rewards they receive to rapidly improve their cultivation and strength, far widening the gap with others.
However, if one's cultivation reaches the Qi Sea realm or exceeds the age of eighteen, they cannot participate in the martial arts competition, otherwise there is no comparability at all.
The population in Qingyun City is hundreds of thousands, and there are countless students in the martial arts palace. There are hundreds of them who have reached the seventh level or above of physical cultivation.
Next to the registration point, there is a stone tablet erected with the names of students from the Martial Palace from low to high.
This stone tablet is the ranking list of the Qingyun City Martial Palace.
There are only fifty spots on the leaderboard, and the minimum requirement is to cultivate eight levels of body. Many people gather next to the leaderboard stone tablet.
Luo Xiu also stared and saw the person ranked first on the leaderboard, named Xu Qiusheng!
Listening to the people around him, Xu Qiusheng is eighteen years old and a disciple of the elder guarding the Sutra Pavilion. His cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of physical cultivation. His internal skills, martial arts, and body methods are all third grade martial arts that he cultivates.
Next, from the second place to the tenth place, all at the age of eighteen, with a cultivation level of nine levels of physical cultivation.
In the martial arts hall, the age of eighteen is a threshold. If one exceeds eighteen, they will no longer be a student of the martial arts hall, and the martial arts hall will not continue to cultivate them. A very small number of talented individuals, whose cultivation has broken through the Qi Sea realm, can become external disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, which is also the lowest threshold for external disciples.
And Luo Xiu, almost no one knows that his cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of physical cultivation, so his name is not on this ranking list.
"There is still one month left."
Time flows like flowing water, and in the dense mountains and forests, Luo Xiu's figure flickers. He unleashes a set of lightning running swordsmanship, which can be described as a perfect match. With flowing clouds and flowing water, the sword light breaks through the air, making it almost impossible to capture the traces with the naked eye.
"Boom!"
With the blessing of internal energy, a large tree was chopped down by his sword, sweeping up dust in the sky.
During this period, he went to Lu Mengyao's side to absorb the power of flames several times, and his internal energy was pure and rich to the extreme, allowing him to break through and impact the Qi Sea realm at any time.
However, Luo Xiu suppressed his cultivation and did not break through, because once he did, he could not continue to participate in the martial arts competition.
Compared to the top three, Luo Xiu didn't want to miss the opportunity to enter the library and select the fourth level martial arts.
In the past few months of experience, Luo Xiu has also been very different from before, especially in his unique temperament. His eyebrows are full of sharpness and sharpness, and he is like a sword about to be unsheathed.
"Qiang!"
Returning the sword to its sheath, Luo Xiu wiped the sweat off his forehead, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and whispered, "Except for the last time Chen Hu and those people, we haven't encountered any attacks or killings during this period."
He practiced in the Eight Qi Mountains, usually deliberately avoiding those martial artists hunting in the mountains, and has a special ability to perceive life, which is naturally not difficult to achieve.
Qingyun City, the residence of the Zhang family.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the tightly closed gate of the mansion split into pieces in an instant, and shadows rushed in one after another. The resounding sound could not be heard, and everyone drew their swords and rushed into the mansion.
The Zhang family is also a prestigious family in Qingyun City, and naturally cultivated a group of guards. At this moment, they are facing a great enemy one by one.
There were a total of twenty people who broke into the Zhang family, each wearing blue armor and exuding a sinister aura, full of oppression.
"Qingjia Guard?" Approaching hundreds of Zhang family guards, his face changed dramatically in an instant.
These Zhang family guards have the highest strength, which is the ninth level of body refining. Although the number of people is five times more than the opponent, many of their bodies are starting to tremble.
Because the Qingjia Guard is a guard team belonging to the Martial Palace, and each one is a warrior who enters the Qi Sea realm!
Most of the members of the Qingjia Guard are also students who graduated from the Martial Palace. These people did not become external disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, so they joined the Qingjia Guard.
"Zhang Shaoxiong, the head of the Zhang family, is suspected of murdering a student from the Martial Palace. We have received orders from the Qingjia Guard, so anyone who doesn't want to die should leave me!"
A strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was the captain of this group of young armored guards. He let out a cold shout, his voice rolling like thunder. Before he could even take action, he made the guards of the Zhang family across from him retreat in fear.
Dividing into groups, Zhang Shaoxiong walked out with a gloomy expression and said, "Captain Han, what do you mean by leading someone into my Zhang family mansion?"
The leader of the Qingjia Guard, surnamed Han, remained expressionless and shouted coldly, "I came on the order of Elder Zhuang. You are suspected of murdering the students of the Martial Palace. It's better to explain to Elder Zhuang."
As he spoke, Captain Han waved his hand and said, "Take down Zhang Shaoxiong. Elder has orders. If there is any resistance, we will kill him to death!"
Zhang Shaoxiong's face changed greatly. He was very clear that once the charge of murdering a student from the Martial Palace was established, he would inevitably be sentenced to death, and the entire Zhang family would be implicated, even possibly expelled from Qingyun City!
However, he quickly calmed down and the Zhang family could stand firm in Qingyun City without any background. He believed that as long as his ancestor left the mountain, the Zhang family would be guaranteed peace of mind.
At this point, Zhang Shaoxiong did not resist and allowed the Qingjia Guards to take him away. Otherwise, these Qingjia Guards who were obedient to the high-ranking officials of the Martial Palace would really kill him to death.
After the head of the family was taken away by the Qingjia Guard, the Zhang family was in chaos. Zhang Shaoxiong's younger brother, Zhang Shaohai, firmly opposed public opinion and took the position of head of the family.
"The Zhang family cannot be left without a master for a day. Before my elder brother returns, I will take on the position of the master!" Sitting on the master's throne, Zhang Shaohai's mouth curved into a sneer. He had been waiting for this day for too long!
"If my ancestor goes out of the mountain to protect my elder brother, this position as the head of the family will not belong to me after all. Only when he dies will this position truly become mine!"
He summoned his confidant and ordered, "Take a few people to Panshi Town and capture the family of Naluo Xiu."
Finally, the most highly anticipated annual martial arts competition at the Qingyun City Martial Hall is about to begin.
On the martial arts arena, almost all the students in the entire martial arts hall gathered near the competition platforms. Not far from the competition platforms, an attic was built with seats placed on it, which were the seats for the high-level members of the martial arts hall to watch the competition ceremony.
With the passage of time, more and more people rushed to the observation seat above the attic. In addition to the elder guarding the library, four elders including Zhuang also arrived.
"The temple master is here!"
As the crowd exclaimed in surprise, everyone looked up and saw a figure in purple clothing, soaring into the attic and sitting in the middle seat.
"Flying in the air and crossing in the air are legendary methods!"
"I heard that the cultivation of the Lord of the Martial Palace has long surpassed his innate abilities, and he is truly the top expert in Qingyun City!"
Luo Xiu was also among the crowd below, and he was equally shocked by the methods exhibited by the Lord of the Martial Palace.
When can I also have the ability to fly in the sky and cross in the air?
"Silence!"
Suddenly, Elder Zhuang Nantian stood up in the attic and loudly said, "The auspicious time has arrived!"
"According to the rules of the martial arts competition, a one-on-one elimination match will be held by drawing lots. People with the same number will compete on stage, without any restrictions, until one party surrenders or falls from the competition stage."
"In martial arts competitions, swords and swords have no eyes, but one cannot kill anyone. Otherwise, one will be disqualified from the competition, expelled from the martial arts hall, imprisoned for ten years!"
As Elder Zhuang announced the rules of the martial arts competition, a wooden box was immediately lifted onto the competition platform, and all the students participating in the competition came forward to draw lots.
Luo Xiu reached into the wooden box and took out a paper ball. After unfolding it, it was written as 98.
There are ten martial arts platforms, and those who draw one to ten will be the first to compete on the platform.
The winner advances to the second round.
There are over 300 people who have registered for the martial arts competition, which means that in the first round, more than 100 people will be eliminated!
And among each other, no one knows who their opponents are.
"Now, the martial arts competition begins!"
As the elder announced, figures leaped up one after another and landed on the martial arts arena