The Tianwu Trial held every twenty years is a grand event in the Tianwu Continent. Wuyang City, which houses the White Deer Academy, is also one of the busiest places in the Ming Dynasty.
White Deer Academy is a well-known academy in the Ming Dynasty. It is full of young talents. It is also a gathering point for the Tianwu Trial.
In the past few days, countless young people with dreams came to the gathering point at Bailu Academy and signed their names on the oath to participate in the Tianwu Trial.
Although everyone knows the dangers of the Tianwu Trial, the passion and longing of the young people still make this grand event huge. Every time, strict screening is required to control the number of people, and the young people who are not selected at that time have to beg and suffer.
, just looking for a chance to enter the market.
Feng Ziyue looked at this lively scene as if it was a lifetime ago.
On that day, he was also one of those who begged. At that time, his cultivation level was low, but he dreamed of changing his destiny through the Tianwu Trial. Regardless of the opposition of the Feng family and his teacher, he listened to Guan Zhongliu's instigation and joined the Tianwu Trial.
In the process of refining.
"If they knew that at least half of the people were going to die, would they still be so eager?"
The cruelty of the Tianwu Trial has almost reached its limit this time. Feng Ziyue remembers clearly that when he crawled back blind with a broken arm and all his meridians, he was still one of the lucky ones, because he at least
He also saved his own life.
"So many people are going to die?"
Qi Xiaodie was startled, "Then you still want to participate? Isn't it too dangerous?"
She tugged on Feng Ziyue's clothes, showing a worried face. As a reincarnation of a monster beast, although she knew a lot, she was confused about everything in the human world. Only then did she realize that the Tianwu Trial was actually
It's deadly.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and shook his hand.
"What's more, there are some things that must be faced."
Now his strength is completely different from before. Although the Tianwu Trial is still dangerous, he is confident to save his life. This time is the only chance to enter the Canglan Holy Mountain and obtain the Holy White Xanthium Fruit.
, he will never give up.
"Then why don't you let me participate?" Qi Xiaodie pouted. As long as you have a martial arts level or above in the Tianwu Trial, you can sign up. After the preliminary screening, you can enter the final list. Qi Xiaodie originally
He wanted to join in the fun, but was strongly stopped by Feng Ziyue.
In the previous life, it was with this mentality that Qi Xiaodie joined hands with him to enter the Tianwu Trial.
The result was death and disability.
Although Ji Sansi, who hurt Qi Xiaodie, has been killed by Feng Ziyue's sword, and with his current strength, no one can hurt him again during the Tianwu trial, but Feng Ziyue still doesn't want Qi Xiaodie to risk it.
any risk.
"It's not fun to fight and kill, and you'll be bored if you go in there. Didn't you say you want to learn the art of refining medicine from Teacher Gan? It just happens that during this period, wouldn't it be better for you to work hard?"
Many students in White Deer Academy will participate in the Tianwu Trial, so the teacher will naturally have a lot of free time. The students who stay in the academy can also take advantage of this time to learn more.
Qi Xiaodie thought about it for a long time, and she really felt that it was not fun. She also knew that if the competition in the Tianwu trial was really fierce, she would become a burden to Feng Ziyue, so she had to sigh and gave up the idea.
"Yue'er!"
Chu Hongyu saw her son coming out of the gathering point from a distance, waved hello, and walked up to her, "Have you signed up yet?"
Feng Ziyue nodded. Just now, he had signed his name on the oath, no matter life or death in the Tianwu trial.
Chu Hongyu called out, "Yueer, I know you are very capable, but when you go here, you must be careful..."
The son traveled thousands of miles and his mother was worried. Although Chu Hongyu knew her son's ability, she still felt uneasy and knotted about such a dangerous matter. What's more, she also understood that the reason why Feng Ziyue participated in the Tianwu trial was just to get into the competition.
Canglan Holy Mountain obtained the Holy White Xanthium Fruit for her to cure her illness. As a mother, she felt even more guilty.
"It's okay," Qi Xiaodie observed her words and quickly changed the atmosphere with a smile, "Xiao Fengzi's martial arts is so high, so what's the point of the trial? I will definitely come back with the top score and honor my ancestors, Auntie, don't worry!"
She spoke in a full and childish tone, which actually made Chu Hongyu laugh out loud.
"Silly boy, this is not a court examination. How can there be any champion?"
Qi Xiaodie tilted her head. She had finally learned the new word "Zhuangyuan". She was very proud of herself, but she didn't expect that it would be inappropriate to use it here. She tilted her head and rolled her eyes, "Then the number one in the Tianwu Trial is...
, it’s not called number one, but what is it called? Anyway, Xiao Fengzi’s skills are so high, he can definitely win the first place!”
"laugh!"
Just as she finished speaking, she heard a cold mocking voice coming from behind.
"I'm just a secular warrior, but I still want to get the first place in the Tianwu Trial? I think it's the first place in the first level, right?"
The speaker's tone was harsh, which immediately caused a burst of impolite laughter from the people around him. Qi Xiaodie turned her head angrily and glared at them fiercely, only to see a group of young men in luxurious clothes, each holding a folding fan, and the leader was arty.
, wearing an ocher gown embroidered with peonies, with his nostrils pointed upward, he thought he looked elegant and suave.
The sarcastic words just now came from him.
Feng Ziyue's expression did not change, but he recognized this group of people.
White Deer Academy is one of the few gathering points in the forty states of the Ming Dynasty. Many disciples of the Xiantian Secret Realm also come here to register.
For example, Ji Sansi and Guan Zhongliu even arrived early.
And these few are also disciples of the innate secret realm.
In the previous life, Feng Ziyue was also quite impressed by them.
It's not because of their strength, but because of the behavior of this group of people. They are really three points more dandy than the most dandy kid in the secular world.
Even during the Tianwu Trial, fragrant flowers bloomed, delicious wine and delicacies were required to complete the spectrum of disciples of the Xiantian Secret Realm.
Of course, Feng Ziyue didn't know what their final outcome would be, but he expected that it wouldn't be any better.
No matter where pigs live, they are still pigs after all. Just because they live in the innate secret realm, they will not become noble. They have no respect for martial arts and are just wanton. In the cruel Tianwu trial competition, they will not become noble.
What good results will there be?
But now, Feng Ziyue has no interest in them at all.
He took Xiaodie's hand, held his mother's arm with the other, and turned to leave.
"Hey hey hey! Why are you leaving in such a hurry!"
The guy at the head seemed to have more to say, "Isn't this the future successor of Tianwu? Let us get to know each other properly so that we can have some friendship in the future..."
The person who ranks first in the Tianwu Trial is not called the number one scholar, but is simply called the successor of Tianwu - but this title is also extremely respected, because nine times out of ten, the successor of Tianwu is the candidate for the next generation of Martial Saint. He is so
They spoke in a completely sarcastic tone. A group of them were laughing and joking, as if they thought they had found a good time.
His face was red, as if he had drunk alcohol in the morning, or maybe he was still hungover from yesterday.
This group of disciples from the Innate Secret Realm are almost all great martial masters, but they don’t have the temperament of a martial artist at all. It’s obvious at a glance that they are great martial masters brewed with pills. I don’t know what kind of wind their masters have.
, actually sent this group of trash to participate in the Tianwu trial.
"I am a disciple of Huanzhen Mountain, known as Mr. Peony Li Yuanrong. These are my brothers, and they are all descendants of famous families..."
Li Yuanrong also took the trouble to introduce each person one by one. Every time he said someone's name, that person would pretend to be serious and cup his hands with Feng Ziyue, and then burst out laughing.
Chu Hongyu's eyebrows twitched. She was also a child of the Xiantian Secret Realm, so she naturally knew the hatefulness of these dandies, but that was all. These losers actually took advantage of her own son for fun. How could she not be angry?
"mother!"
Feng Ziyue gently pulled her back. These dandy children were not worthy of his anger at all. He just gave them a cold look and accepted their offer of hand-offs calmly. He was not worthy of the title of Tianwu Successor.
Even though he was determined to win, the other party felt that he was taking advantage of him for fun, but Feng Ziyue didn't take it seriously at all.
"That's fine, I will also take care of you guys in the future."
Feng Ziyue said a word calmly, but it made Li Yuanrong's face turn red. Qi Xiaodie couldn't help it for a moment and burst out laughing.
Unexpectedly, Feng Ziyue, who is usually serious, would occasionally say such interesting things.
The bystanders were talking a lot.
"Are these people all disciples of the Innate Secret Realm? Why are they so respectful to Mr. Feng?"
"It goes without saying that Mr. Feng is extremely powerful. Of course he is determined to win this Tianwu trial. People think that he will definitely soar into the sky, so they come here to flatter him in advance."
"What Xiongtai said is true... It seems that these disciples of the Innate Secret Realm are still far inferior to us, Mr. Feng!"
Feng Ziyue killed three martial masters in a row in Feng Zheng Dabi, and his reputation in Wuyang City has almost reached its peak - this may not be enough to compare with the myth of the Xiantian Secret Realm that has been passed down for thousands of years, but he still has one more,
One move defeats Ji Sansi's record!
This hearty victory also inspired the students of Wuyangcheng to have confidence and courage.
The innate secret realm is nothing more than that. After all, we are all human beings. Who can be worse than others?
As long as you work hard, secular warriors can still get ahead, but disciples of the innate secret realm may not necessarily be strong!
Li Yuanrong was self-defeating. He originally wanted to have fun, but now he and these people are considered to be the innate disciples who came to flatter Feng Ziyue in advance - these people from Wuyang City think so, but looking back, it is clear that
A few proud Xiantian Secret Realm disciples could be seen standing in the distance, shaking their heads in silence, obviously showing disdain for their behavior of flattering secular warriors.
Li Yuanrong's face turned red, and the few dandies accompanying him also looked embarrassed.
"What a kid! I'm just kidding you, are you really showing off? Do you still think you are a Martial Master?"
They have lived in the innate secret realm for a long time, with no information, and they have no intention to pay attention to the situation in the secular world. Who has ever heard of Feng Ziyue's reputation? If they knew that Feng Ziyue had killed three martial arts masters, he borrowed the courage of three Li Yuanrong.
I don’t dare to talk to Feng Ziyue like that.
He raised his voice to make his attitude clear.
Look, everyone, I'm not trying to flatter you, I'm just here to make a poor boy happy. Don't get me wrong!
But as soon as he said this, the people nearby looked at him as if he were an idiot. Li Yuanrong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't understand why people would do this.
Although he is a disciple of the Innate Secret Realm, his cultivation level can be seen by others, and he is nothing more than a great martial artist - for a teenager, it is not bad to be able to reach the realm of a great martial artist.
But... the targets of his roar were Ji Sansi, a disciple of the Innate Secret Realm who was also a Martial Lord, and Feng Ziyue, who had killed three veteran Martial Lords in a row and defeated him with one move.
He actually still asked, are you a Martial Master?
If we include those Wu Zun in Lihua Palace who died at the hands of Feng Ziyue, there are already more than fifty or sixty...
Even if he is an innate master, he has lost four of them now.
Fortunately, no one knows about this record yet. If Li Yuanrong heard about this, I wonder if he would be so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot.
Feng Ziyue unexpectedly nodded with a rare good temper, "Yes, I was lucky enough to have entered the realm of Martial Lord half a year ago. Brother Li, please!"
As soon as he said this, Qi Xiaodie couldn't help but giggle again, and the people around her also burst into laughter. Even Chu Hongyu couldn't help but reveal a smile.
"What?"
Li Yuanrong's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, "Boy, don't talk nonsense, how could you be..."
laugh!
The soft sound of cracking silk was like thunder in his ears, interrupting the dandy's nagging. Feng Ziyue finally had no patience to talk to him any more.
In an instant, he had drawn his sword.
Li Yuanrong only saw a flash of lightning, and the person in front of him seemed to be shaken, but he didn't seem to do anything, but the smile on his face became a little thicker.
"Brother Li, this is proof that I am a Martial Lord. I have other things to do today, so I won't accompany you! See you on the day of the Tianwu Trial!"
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, turned and left.
Li Yuanrong was still in a daze. After seeing him take a few steps, he said, "Hey, hey! Don't go. Just shake it with the sword..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his chest. He looked down and saw the peony embroidered on his clothes falling lightly.
A big hole was opened in the clothes on the chest, revealing the moon-white clothes inside, which was clearly in the shape of a peony.
Li Yuanrong covered his mouth and turned pale. After a long time, he turned to his friends and asked, "Just...just now, did any of you see him draw his sword clearly?"
They shook their heads together.
No one present could see the speed of this sword clearly!
The few proud disciples of the Innate Mystic Realm in the distance were all frightened and changed their expressions, no longer as arrogant as before - if they were facing this sword, they would probably be unable to dodge it either!
Behind them, Guan Zhongliu's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he clenched his fists.
"What a fast sword! What a powerful sword! In just a few months, have you actually improved to this point?"
He stared at Feng Ziyue's back fiercely, muttering to himself, with an extremely vicious look on his face.