"I think you need to lose weight, don't you?" Yu Ling said calmly.

"Boss, I only weigh one hundred and forty pounds!" Ren Laifeng defended.

"Judging from your height of just over 1.7 meters, you probably need to lose another 20 pounds."

"I can't do it, boss..." Ren Laifeng said with tears in his eyes.

"Well, while there are still about ten days left, let's raise the training standard for you. Maybe you will break through to the Huazun realm?" Yu Ling said.

Ren Laifeng said in horror: "I don't know if there will be a breakthrough, but I will definitely die!"

"Try it, you can do it, you have knocked out so many pieces of spiritual crystals, don't waste so much high-grade divine jade."

"Boss, you can't do this... I just climbed to the Tongxuan realm a year or two ago, and now that I have the cultivation level of Xuanzun, I am already risking my life..."

Bing Xuan mercilessly exposed it: "Sect Master, he didn't try his best at all. He only relied on our patient supervision."

Ren Laifeng protested resolutely: "Boss, haste makes waste! It takes Moji a year or two to break through to the Huazun realm. Please give me some time!"

"The sect leader is not." Bingxuan made a last-ditch attack.

"How can ordinary people like us compare with the sect leader? We can't use him as a frame of reference!" Ren Laifeng said pitifully.

"I won't force you to become a statue, but if I can't see you in the rematch, I don't guarantee what the consequences will be." Yu Ling wrote lightly.

For other people, encouragement is the main thing, but for Ren Laifeng, a lazy guy, if you don't put some pressure on him, he will lie there motionless until the end of time.

Ren Laifeng hurriedly turned to Lan Xinyu: "Senior Sister Lan, it all depends on you. When the preliminary round comes, let's contact you via walkie-talkie and try to meet up within one day!"

Lan Xinyu brushed off the dust on her robe and said calmly: "I will block you."

"Sister, we can't do this! We have to be reasonable!"

"Being reasonable? The Sect Master's words are the greatest truth."

In the end, Yu Ling took the ten disciples of Dao Ling Sect to have a dinner together at Chunwei Building, and called Enrika by the way. At the end of winter, Yan Yunmei and the others, and the girl who greeted him downstairs, still remembered him.

He greeted with surprise.

In fact, Yu Ling also knew that most of these people were going on a tour, but it would be good to take them out for a long experience. At least after these disciples go back, they can proudly brag to others that they have been to the feudal Yunlong Kingdom.

capital.

A grand event like the Nine Regions Competition, even if you are eliminated in the preliminary round, is still a memory worth remembering for a lifetime.

If nothing unexpected happens, only Lan Xinyu and Bai Shulu can safely advance to the semi-finals, while the three Xuan Zun cultivators Ren Laifeng, Yan Yi and Bing Xuan are more in danger.

Of course, Bai Shulu still used his pseudonym. After all, due to the existence of Ziyu Musician, he could not show off in such an open and honest manner. However, he also secretly saved his breath and planned to compete for the Musician.

A harsh lesson for the geniuses.

With the help of the Ascension Spirit Crystal, Bai Shulu, now sixteen or seventeen years old, has already reached the early stage of transformation and marrow cleansing. He is considered a first-rate genius even in the Purple Realm, let alone a concurrent cultivator.

His strength has always been far beyond that of fellow cultivators.

In the previous internal competition, even though Lan Xinyu's soul power was pure and thorough, she was still far superior to the early-stage soul master of the split spirit, but in a head-on battle, the two ended in a draw.

However, the Nine Regions Competition lasts for one year. If these people can successfully survive the preliminary rounds and seize the opportunity to improve their cultivation, there may be a slight chance of advancing to the finals.

As for the finals, don't even think about it. Countless nine-domain competitions have fully proved that even the illusory god cultivators may be eliminated in the finals. After all, from more than 40,000 top geniuses from various domains to the top 100

, how can there be simple characters?

Yu Ling explained some precautions for the Nine Realms Competition, burned several copies of Shen Yeshan's map, and distributed them to everyone. The meal was almost finished.

Everyone collected the map as if they had found a treasure, and then returned to the inn to continue practicing. Although there were only about ten days left, practicing is like sailing against the current. If you don't make progress, you will retreat. You still have to seize every minute and every second.

Yu Ling also started to retreat. After digesting the blood poison core, his profound strength increased sharply, almost reaching the middle stage of blood coagulation. He had to suppress it quickly.

After all, he entered the blood coagulation realm in a hurry. If he just tried to break through quickly, his foundation would be weak and his subsequent cultivation would be affected.

However, the blood poison essence still helped a lot. Under normal circumstances, it would take Yuling one or two years to hope to break into the middle stage of coagulation, but now this time has been greatly shortened, and all the essence has been refined by him, just like

Before building a tall building, he must first lay an extremely solid foundation. It is estimated that his entire practice in the Blood Coagulation Realm will be much easier.

As time goes by, more and more young geniuses gather in Yunlong City. If you catch them casually on the street, they are likely to be individual masters of magic.

Yunlong Imperial City can be said to be a gathering of heroes and turbulent times.

His Royal Highness Shen Ninghai, the only prince of the Qidai Kingdom, came to Yunlong City with his newlywed wife, Princess Lanling, Lan Yuanrou. With the mighty power of the two countries, he aimed directly at the Yunlong royal family.

At a certain inn, geniuses from the eight major surnames of Buxu Kingdom gathered together one after another. A fat man named Kun Wushan was introducing the situation of Yunlong City to His Highness with a smile.

In the grand and continuous palace, Long Chenyu, the number one genius of the Yunlong Kingdom, opened the door of the quiet room, walked straight past the palace maids and guards who bowed their heads in salute, and came to the study of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

…

An Shisheng of Dark Spin Palace, Fang Jingcheng of Fangyuan Palace, Seven Stars Palace of Huayu, Qingxu Valley, Wuxuanmen...all the young geniuses that Yu Ling knew or didn't know were so close to each other at this moment, and they all gathered together.

In this Yunlong City.

In the past, Li Shimin, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, said with emotion: All the heroes in the world have come to me. But today's Yunlong City contains almost all the geniuses of Feng Lingxing.

Here, even the cultivation of Huazun seems so ordinary and humble.

Because the Nine Regions Competition is the largest and most exciting stage in the seventeen regions.

The stars are bright, but in the end only the brightest one attracts the most attention.

Whether it was to prove themselves, to compete with the heroes of the world, or even for some simple dreams, they all came here in the end.

In a corner of the imperial city, Chun Gufeng walked out of the attic, looked at the high and clear blue sky, and was lost in thought.

Next to him, there is a handsome young man with jade trees facing the wind and indifferent features. A green-edged sword hangs on his waist. When he closes his eyes, he is as gentle as the spring breeze, but when he raises his eyes, it is as sharp and sharp as a sword from heaven.

"Gu Feng, I look forward to seeing you and me in the finals and having a showdown with the heroes of the world!" The young man stood with his hands behind his back, as elegant and free as a swordsman.

"Let's go." Chun Gufeng nodded, without any heroic words, but calm and defiant.

"Farewell, young master!" A row of masters from the Hidden Sword Tower saluted.

Zhuang Ruolang, the young master of the Hidden Sword Tower, smiled casually, walked out of the courtyard with Chun Gufeng, and gradually disappeared around the corner of the street.

"Elder, do you think between Ruo Lang and Gu Feng, which one can go further?"

On the pavilion, a tall, thin middle-aged man with a pale face asked softly.

"Both of them are extraordinary talents. If you are asking about their ranking in the Nine Realms Competition, then how old is Ruo Langxu Chang Gufeng and he will definitely be among the top ten. But if you are asking about their future achievements, then

All I can say is that everything depends on fate."

The elder of Hidden Sword Pavilion stroked his white beard and smiled calmly and said: "Ninefold Sword Pavilion, they all reached the top before they were twenty years old. I am also curious, which one can go further, the Jueguang Sword or the Tianxing Sword..."
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