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Everyone who was guarding the main hall in other Tiandu towns was disappointed when they saw the master of the hall. None of them stopped trying to persuade him and they all retreated.

They all felt like their shy faces were pressed against a cold butt, not to mention the discomfort.

As soon as I got out, I couldn't wait to complain.

"What's wrong with this?"

"How rude."

"I really thought I was the best in the world...a little venerable level..."

"You just killed a few people in the southeast and are you arrogant?"

"Perhaps it's because I foresee losing tomorrow, so I'm in a bad mood."

"He's such a jerk, he deserves to lose."

"...Go tomorrow to see how this bastard is beaten until he cries for his father and mother in the ring. It really pisses me off..."

"It's the first time I've seen such a person. He doesn't even understand the slightest bit of human sophistication..."

Tiandu City is one of the top five major cities in the Guardian Continent, and it is also located in an absolutely prosperous inland area. How can the palace masters who can guard the palace here have anything to do?

All of them are people who have been in high positions for a long time and command and control them.

When have you ever suffered such shame?

Moreover, Fang Che is just a life and death patrol officer from the Southeast Headquarters. We are in the middle of the country. You, a remote life and death patrol officer, come to our central area to show off your authority?

I want to blind your mind!

Everyone was aggrieved and discussed walking away.

Fang Che sat cross-legged in the room, adjusting his condition.

Along the way, Sun Wutian's special training was simply inhumane. After tearing apart the space several times, he went to the space to train Fang Che.

Various beatings.

Fang Che even had the feeling that "this old devil has taken the wrong path in his life and is taking advantage of his labor and capital to vent his anger."

No matter what you do, nothing is right. No matter how perfect you practice, you will still get beaten.

Fang Che was given various spiritual fluids and elixirs to drink, and then he began to beat him wildly. He practiced swordsmanship and flying knives constantly.

What makes Fang Che aggrieved is that this old devil has other ideas.

On a straight line, place a mung bean a hundred feet away.

Thirty-six bamboo poles were erected in this distance of one hundred feet.

When the flying knives are sent out, no aura control is allowed, all depends on skill, so that the flying knives can go around these bamboo poles like a snake and hit the mung beans.

Also, make a hole in the mung beans and do not break them.

Fang Che went crazy on the spot: "Master, this is impossible."

His answer was a violent beating from Sun Wutian: "If others can do it, why can't you!?"

Fang Che was beaten wildly, but he was dissatisfied: "Who can do it?"

"People can do it with a flying knife!"

Sun Wutian replied while beating Fang Che again.

"Grandmaster! That's thousands of years of accumulation! Thousands of years of cultivation!"

Fang Che shouted loudly: "I only have two days! Two days... How can this compare?"

Sun Wutian was furious: "How dare you find excuses!"

So he beat him up wildly and went out to tear up the space and rush on his way: "Wait until I come in again. If I can't do it, I will skin you!"

Fang Che practiced hard for less than two hours.

Sun Wutian came in again, with a dark face: "Practice for me!"

Of course it doesn’t meet the requirements!

So he was beaten wildly again!

"It's useless! If others can do it, you can't!"

Sun Wutian cursed...

Along the way until they were released outside the south gate of Tiandu City, Fang Che calculated by himself that he had been beaten sixteen times in total!

The old devil is extremely experienced in beating people. It will make your whole body in pain and make you feel worse than death, but it will not hurt your bones or muscles and meridians.

All in all, Fang Che's day and a half was like living in hell.

Now that I am suddenly free, I still feel pain all over my body.

But the good thing is... I have finally been promoted from the second level of the Venerable level to the beginning of the third level of the Venerable level!

"From this point of view, the Xue family has complied with the rules. The red snow clothes are said to be at the third level of the Venerable level."

Fang Che didn't dare to look down on this Xueyi Hong at all.

The Xue family is a genius with a great reputation.

In terms of reputation, it is certainly not as famous as Fang Tu in the whole continent, but...

He has been working hard in the extremely cold place guarded by the Xue family, and has been working hard for more than ten years. Regardless of his cultivation and combat experience, his combat experience has been enriched beyond measure.

And every step he takes is to consolidate himself to a level where he can no longer push himself to a higher level.

No matter how conceited Fang Che is, he can't guarantee victory.

You must take a good rest and prepare for the battle tomorrow.

Fang Che runs the immeasurable scriptures.

Spend this night quietly.



The inn where the Xue family is located has also become completely silent.

The room where Xue Yihong was located was absolutely quiet.

The ancestors spoke in the next room, speaking softly, even using sound transmission, for fear of disturbing Xue Yihong's state.

"Ancestor personally ordered that we must win and not lose. I hope that there will be no accidents in the battle tomorrow..."

Until now, although it is almost certain, the Xue family is still a little uneasy.

There is no way, Xue Fuxiao's order of 'no defeat allowed' is really too much pressure for the Xue family!

Everyone looked sullen.

"There is a 90% chance of winning this battle."

One person said.

"Then there's still a 10% chance of an accident."

An ancestor of the Xue family, whose hair and beard had turned white, said with a sad face: "It's better to be foolproof. You don't know that once the ancestor starts to rectify the family, the kind of terror and the low pressure on the whole family can last for hundreds of years..."

"For hundreds of years, even breathing felt like a crime..."

"What happened to Xue Wansi last year, I thought my ancestor was going to come back to rectify the family, but he didn't come back. I guess it's because of this one-year appointment. We have to wait and see the final result."

"So if we lose this time, the descendants of the Xue family...hehe..."

The white-bearded old man had a bleak look on his face: "I guess there are quite a few people sent to mine, and it's definitely an underground mine. If you go down there, you won't be able to come up for at least a hundred years..."

"Last year we rectified a group of unscrupulous descendants..."

"Then where is that?"

The white-bearded old man snorted in his nostrils: "My ancestors are really going to use the knife to rectify the situation! If the descendants of future generations do evil, my ancestors will kill them more quickly than those who kill the orthodox people."

"..."

When it comes to old things from back then, everyone is worried about everything they say to me.

Although the odds of winning are now very certain, I still feel as if I have bet a mountain on my hand. I am not afraid of ten thousand, I am afraid of just what happens.

"At this point, it's useless to worry. Let's see the results tomorrow. Win or lose. You can't lose in style."

The ancestor finally sighed: "It's not easy for people to slaughter people. Regardless of victory or defeat, you must not lose your etiquette."

"We understand!"

The Xue family members all have serious expressions. As a descendant of Xue Fuxiao, the ancestor once reorganized a group of guardian and guard families.

The original scale was far less than Fang Che's now, but the pressure on the Xue family at that time was still as high as mountains and seas.

So they know better than anyone how much pressure Fang Che is under now.



Tiandu City stayed up all night.

Waiting for the battle tomorrow.

Billions of attention.

In the Guardian headquarters, everything was peaceful.

Dongfang Sansan was giving orders to make statistics on gambling stalls in various places to see how much money he could win. He even thought about how to spend the money.

Education, roads, poverty alleviation, migration, medical treatment, shelter...

There are also major departments, especially the Southeast Nirvana Martial Arts Academy...

Dongfang Sansan turned a deaf ear to the argument that 'the supreme leader actually did this'.

There are also some sayings that "there must be many dog ​​gamblers who have lost their fortune and can't survive, so pitiful", Dongfang Sansan can only sneer at it.

Don't take it to heart at all.

Which is more important, reputation or mainland people?

Is it more important whether a few betting dogs live or die or the entire continent?

Dongfang has a very clear account in his heart. He knows exactly what he is doing, and he no longer cares about reputation or reputation in the world.

And he was in a good mood during this time.

Even looking forward to what Fang Che's surprise will be.

"Is it a large piece of divine power?"

Dongfang Sansan is thinking about it.

What could be something that could surprise you?

What I am most concerned about now is the overall combat power of the entire continent, how to improve the combat power of high-level officials, and how to restore more high-level warriors whose origins have been damaged...

Apart from that, other things don't seem to be much of a surprise.

So Dongfang Sansan is very sure that since Fang Che said it was a surprise, the things he sent this time must be related to the origin and the overall combat power of the mainland.

"It would be great if there was a large piece of divine power that could be enough to restore a dozen people..."

Dongfang Sansan is looking forward to it.

This incident made him uncharacteristically uncharacteristic and even made him feel a little out of breath.

When I realized it, I was also dumbfounded: I have been through so many storms and waves, and I am still looking forward to a little surprise...

The more I live, the more I go back.

As for the little guy Fang Che, he still has little experience. I'm afraid he himself can't imagine what surprises a person of his level can find, right?

Maybe you just get a little bit of supplies to restore your origin and then you are busy trying to please yourself...

Dongfang Sansan was thinking again, if it really wasn't as good as expected, what would he need to do to make Fang Che feel satisfied...take care of his self-esteem.

Thinking about it.

Suddenly, a powerful breath came from far away, and the speed was extremely fast.

Dongfang Sansan was very familiar with this aura.

Snow holding the flute?

Why is he back? Didn't he agree to come back after the Battle of Tiandu?

Thinking about it.

The snow flute had already fallen, and whoosh, we arrived in front of Dongfang Sansan Gate.

Then he barged in without knocking: "Hahahaha, Sansan, you're fine."

Dongfang Sansan frowned, staring at Xue Fuxiao's face with a scrutinizing gaze, and said calmly: "You... seem to be in a good mood."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xue Fuxiao closed the door, sat down in front of Dongfang Sansan, crossed her legs, tapped her fingers on the table, and said: "Sansan, give me a cup of tea."

Dongfang Sansan laughed immediately, feeling very relaxed and said, "It seems like this surprise is not a big surprise, right?"

Xue held the flute and crossed her legs, pointing her finger at the table, her expression indescribably arrogant, and pronounced through her nose: "Hmm~?"

"Let you be proud for a while."

Since Xue Fuxiao was in high spirits, how could Dongfang Sansan be disappointed?

So I made him tea with all the gestures and offered it with all the courtesy.

Xue Fuxiao crossed her legs and sipped tea and praised: "Sansan's skills are getting better and better."

Dongfang Sansan snorted and said, "How much longer will you continue to play?"

Xue Fuxiao chuckled and said, "Sansan, dance for me and I'll tell you."

Have a dance?

Dongfang Sansan's face turned dark and he said calmly: "You can keep it for yourself, I don't want it anymore."

With that said, he turned behind the desk and started working.

Xue Fuxiao: "???"

"There is something really good, a huge surprise, I guarantee your eyes will pop out." Xue Fuxiao explained hurriedly.

"No more."

"It really does!"

"go out!"

Xue Fuxiao was dumbfounded.

This...is different from what was planned.

He said with a bitter face: "There are really many Nine Dragons Earth Vein Fruits..."

Kowloon Earth Vein Fruit? A lot? Dongfang Sansan’s mind suddenly flashed.

But his face became even colder.

Said: "Stop making noise and get out!"

"Kowloon Earth Meridian Fruit!" Xue Fuxiao was anxious.

Because he discovered that Dongfang Sansan didn't seem to be acting.

Sure enough, Dongfang Sansan was unmoved: "Take it away, don't want it!"

A stern look on his face.

Xue Fuxiao was really dumbfounded and said in a low voice: "Take a look."

"Don't look."

"Please..."

"Don't even bother to ask. Get out!"

"I was wrong……"

"Oh……"

Xue Fuxiao begged humbly for a long time, made countless promises, made many guarantees, and swore that she would never play pranks again...

after.

Dongfang Sansan's face softened slightly, and he finally raised his head slightly and said coldly: "Just this once?"

Xue Fuxiao was granted amnesty: "This will never happen again."

"I don't believe you, you'd better leave."

"Three...what else do you want from me..."

Xue Fuxiao was really about to cry. It was obvious that she was coming back to announce the good news and she insisted on yelling. Well, I made people angry. How can I fix it?

Dongfang Sansan then stood up with his hands behind his hands and said calmly: "Then what are you waiting for? What about the surprise?"

"Uh uh uh..."

Xue Fuxiao had no thoughts at all. She breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Here, here."

Quickly release a Kowloon Leyline Fruit.

Peeking at Dongfang Sansan's expression.

Dongfang Sansan looked uninterested: "That's it?"

"besides."

Xue Fuxiao once again brought out more than a dozen trees.

Dongfang Sansan secretly practiced the Jingxin Jue, his expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slowly: "It's pretty passable."

Not tempted by this?

When did Sansan become so wealthy?

Xue Fuxiao was in a hurry, and kept digging out, until the entire ground was filled with Jiulong Earth Meridian Fruits.

!!

Dongfang Sansan almost couldn't control it, but in the end he said calmly: "Yes, I've known for a long time that it's rich there... Fang Che finally lived up to my expectations. It's just that the quantity was a little less than expected.

"

Somewhat less.

If it weren't for Xue Fuxiao here, Dongfang Sansan would have danced with his hands and feet by now.

But we must not give this guy a good look now, otherwise, he will keep his appetite off for a while.

So Dongfang Sansan could only show an expression of 'I'm barely satisfied'.

Xue Fuxiao was immediately shocked.

Sansan didn’t even pay attention to these?

Seeing Dongfang Sansan slowly putting away all the Jiulong Earth Vein Fruits, his expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Xue Fuxiao finally said, "There are still some colorful crystals."

"Cai Jing? Well, it's also expected."

Dongfang Sansan pinched his thigh with his hand behind his back: "Is it too much?"

"A lot, like hills."

"Oh..." Dongfang Sansan became increasingly cold: "Pour it out."

Xue Fuxiao sighed.

There was a crash...

Boom! The treasure light in the third and third rooms of the East soared into the sky, and the spiritual energy exploded.

"...!"

Dongfang Sansan finally opened his eyes wide, grinned, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Xue Fuxiao looked sideways, proud in her heart: How indifferent are you?

But Dongfang Sansan let out a long sigh of relief: "Very good! It's beyond my expectation! It's really a surprise!"

He said, 'It's really a surprise', but his face was still calm, with a slight fluctuation, but not much.

Xue Fuxiao was completely disappointed.

Sure enough, there is no chance of seeing Sansan’s jokes.

"There are still thirty Qiongxiao flowers left... Fang Che has told us that this thing must not be exposed. Let's see if you can think of a way."

Xue Fuxiao looked disdainfully at Qiongxiaohua.

In his opinion, this is of little use, and it cannot be exposed. It is only suitable for women. What the hell is this?

"Qiongxiao flower?"

Dongfang Sansan's eyes lit up.

This is good stuff!

Xue Fuxiao, it seems like he doesn’t like Qiongxiaohua? Dongfang Sansan will understand right away.

Stupid.

The preciousness of a thing lies in its value, not in its suitability for men and women.

In the eyes of Dongfang Sansan, these Qiongxiao flowers are no less valuable than the Kowloon Earth Vein Fruit and Colored Crystals.

"The leader-level plan to raise Gu to become a god has spread rumors about the Qiongxiao flower. Therefore, Fang Che's request to keep it secret is appropriate."

Dongfang Sansan has mentioned the meditation technique to control emotions more than ten times in a row, and he feels like he is about to lose his skills.

At least the corners of his mouth can't help but turn up.

So he said coldly: "Is there anything else you want?"

"Ah... gone."

Xue Fuxiao, who wanted to see a joke, was as confused as an eggplant beaten by frost, unable to raise any energy.

"No? Have you forgotten all the things arranged for you?"

Dongfang Sansan seemed to be suppressing his anger and scolded: "...You still won't go!?"

Whoosh!

Xue held the flute and went out through the window, and ran away.

This time I came back with a surprise, but in the end I became autistic. I made so many promises and conditions, and was severely punished. In the end, I got nothing and left with a sullen look on my face.

"Hey, why bother..."

Snow Fuxiao tore through the space and disappeared without a trace.

Dongfang Sansan stood in front of the window with trembling fingers, watching Xue Fuxiao disappear, and the space fluctuations disappeared.

Then he turned around suddenly.

He grinned silently.

Then he twisted his thigh with his hand!

His excited hands trembled constantly, his face turned red, and he murmured in a trembling voice: "Great, great! Great!!"

"So many of my old brothers can be saved!"

"So many of my old sisters can raise their faces again!"

"So many of my brothers who are slow and stagnant in their cultivation... can speed up their cultivation!"

"My guardian's spiritual veins can be forged and established by myself!"

"The energy of my Star Spirit Hall can be used for more than two thousand years! How many geniuses can be cultivated in these two thousand years..."

"My guardian... finally has a turning point!"

"My continent..."

"My disabled children..."

"..."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes filled with tears, and he greedily touched the mountains of colorful crystals in front of him with his hands, like an old farmer who had been short of harvests all his life and finally saw a bumper harvest this year.

"It's so good...so beautiful..."

Dongfang Sansan’s voice trembled.

a long time.

"Fang Che...not to mention the future, right now, you are already famous enough to go down in history!"

Dongfang Sansan sighed excitedly and put away the things one by one with red eyes. Finally, the ground was clean.

He took two steps back and sat on the chair.

Both eyes are red.

Take a long breath.

"I didn't mean to drive you away...but my true excitement must not be spread out..."

Dongfang Sansan's voice was trembling, with tears in it.

"That's great...that's great..."



Tiandu City.

early morning.

Fang Che woke up from his trance, and what filled his ears was the hustle and bustle of the entire Tiandu City.

It's winter now.

And it's early morning.

But outside, there was a kind of excitement like a boiling pot.

"It's really different from Donghuzhou."

Fang Che stood up, his spiritual energy resonated, and his whole body was clean. Even the dust in his hair disappeared.

When I walked to the door and opened it, I saw that no one was waiting outside.

Logically speaking, he went to participate in this battle to guard the main hall and accompany him; but his cold face last night obviously made everyone dissatisfied.

There is no one at the door.

Fang Che didn't care and walked out slowly without looking back.

Feeling the cold gazes on his back from afar behind him, Fang Che just didn't realize it, went out, merged into the crowd of people, and disappeared.

All the way to the Tianren Martial Academy.

Behind him, guard the main hall.

"Palace Master, we really don't want to send him there?"

"It's not like Captain Fang has no legs, so why do you and I need to be so troublesome?"

"It would be embarrassing to spread the word..."

"That's the life and death inspection in the southeast, what does it have to do with us? Besides, isn't Fang Che's attitude obvious?"

"That's what the Palace Master said."

"But...even though he went by himself, we have to go. An hour later, we will set off to watch the excitement. We want to see how amazing and majestic this patrolman is."

The master of the palace sneered: "Don't be beaten to the ground and lose the face of our defenders!"



The Tianren Martial Arts Academy is already at a standstill.

Around the competition venue and the ring, the stands have been raised twenty levels and widened many times. All the way to the wall, it is still overcrowded.

There was still a dark crowd outside, and it was too crowded to get in.

It was already crowded with people inside.

It's a shame that they are all warriors.

If ordinary people were to squeeze like this, many lives would have been lost by now. Not to mention being squeezed to death, even the lack of oxygen would be unbearable!

At the end of the hour.

The referees arrive.

At noon, the head of the Tianren Martial Academy and other wuyuan mountain chiefs entered, as did the chief of the Central Guard and others. Dong Changfeng and Yang Luoyu, who came all the way from the Guardian to preside over the ceremony, entered the ceremony.

Two people in the top 50 of the cloud weapon spectrum are in charge.

Followed closely.

Like a white cloud, the Xue family came leisurely and entered the waiting area; while the two ancestors of the Xue family were invited to the viewing platform and sat in the middle of the first row with the chief defender and the mountain chiefs.

Qin Fengyun, one of the six stars of the Big Dipper, sat in the first row, and the other five sat in the second row behind him. Except for Jiang Shangou, the others were a little listless, and they were obviously not interested in this competition.

There is still a little time until noon.

Fang Tu hasn't come yet.

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