"I didn't expect that the strength gap between the second-step grandmaster and the third-step grandmaster is so much bigger than I thought. I thought that with the increase in combat power of the ninth-turn combat skill, I could challenge the third-step grandmaster. Now it seems
, but I was naive.”
Seeing this man in gray clothes named Zuo Ziqi walking towards him, Yun Chuan's face suddenly became solemn, and he couldn't help but feel slightly nervous.
Just when Yun Chuan's mind was spinning.
Zuo Ziqi, who was dressed in gray simple clothes and gray cloth shoes, had already walked over with mysterious steps.
"Old man Zuo, this guy's strength is indeed extraordinary."
Long Qianxing said to Zuo Ziqi, who was walking over: "I opposed your "ancestral temple" proposal before, but now after my personal testing, we at Longtuan agree to your "ancestral temple" proposal.
Already."
Although Zuo Ziqi looks middle-aged, the latter is actually older than himself, so it is appropriate for him to call him "Old Zuo".
Hearing Long Qianxing's words.
Zuo Ziqi nodded slightly and said nothing more.
He cast his gaze on Yunchuan, who still had a vigilant look on his face, and said with a smile: "Little friend Yunchuan, you don't have to be too cautious. We don't have any ill intentions towards you. The reason why Long Qianxing just did
I'm really just testing your skills by attacking you."
There was a pause.
He always had a kind smile on his face and introduced himself to Chao Yunchuan: "I am one of the worshipers of the ancestral temple. I sit on the fifth seat in the ancestral temple. Others call me Wu worshiper or Zuo Lao. You can also call me that.
, Speaking of which, our ancestral temple also has a close relationship with you, little friend. Tang Jin and Yan Susu, two worshippers, even sent you an invitation on behalf of the ancestral temple and wanted you to join us. Of course, you rejected all of this."
"I didn't expect that you are actually from the ancestral temple. Your ancestral temple is really as strong as a cloud."
Hearing the words of the man in gray, Yunchuan nodded slightly, his eyes flashed involuntarily, and he couldn't help but ask: "Senior Tang Jin and Yan Susu are also from your ancestral temple. I don't know the difference between them.
What is the seat number?"
When he said this, the vigilance in Yun Chuan's heart slowly dissipated, and then the power state of the third level of the nine-level combat skill was immediately released by him.
The other party came from the ancestral temple and was a powerful three-step master. He had already expressed goodwill to him in words, so he relaxed.
"There are only seven seats in the ancestral temple, and only the Huajin Grandmaster who has taken the third step can be listed as a seat."
Zuo Ziqi smiled and shook his head. He did not answer Yunchuan's question directly, but said with a smile.
Hear the words.
Yun Chuan nodded slightly, already understanding what the other party meant.
Tang Jin and Yan Susu have not reached the third step in their cultivation realm. Obviously, they are not qualified to be listed as seats in the ancestral temple.
"Little friend Yunchuan, I know you must want to ask why the Dragon Supervision Bureau summoned you here through the police, and why Long Qianxing insisted on taking action against you to test your strength?"
Zuo Ziqi chuckled lightly. He was dressed in simple gray clothes and had an elegant appearance. His words seemed to have a gentle air.
He didn't have anything to do with Yunchuan, and said with a smile: "Actually, the answer to this is very simple. We want you to take the Dragon Regiment team to participate in the upcoming World Martial Arts Competition."
"Participate in the world martial arts competition?"
Hearing Zuo Ziqi's words, Yun Chuan was stunned, and then asked: "What kind of game is this?
.”
"As the name suggests, the World Martial Arts Competition is a competition organized by the entire world's ancient martial arts circles. We use the country as a unit to send some young talents to compete with young strong men from all over the world."
Zuo Ziqi smiled slightly and patiently explained: "The World Martial Arts Competition is held once every ten years. For each competition, each country only has twelve places to participate. Our Chinese Congress selects from each action team of the "Dragon Group"
The most powerful eleven people, we hope that you, little friend Yunchuan, will lead these eleven people to participate in the battle as the squad leader, strive to get the best ranking, and win glory for the country of China."
"Why choose me?"
Yun Chuan narrowed his eyes and asked.
"In the World Martial Arts Competition, the participating age cannot be over thirty years old. You are very young and fully meet the participation standards."
Hearing this, the smile on Zuo Ziqi's face gradually dissipated, and he stared at Yunchuan with a pair of deep eyes, and said solemnly: "The most important thing is, little friend Yunchuan, you are strong enough. We believe that you will definitely be able to help us in China."
A good ranking in the battle for the country!"
"Sorry, I have no interest in participating in this type of competition, so I won't go."
Meeting Zuo Ziqi's gaze, Yunchuan was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and refused.
The World Martial Arts Competition is held on a national basis. Listening to the formation, you can tell that this is a huge stage that attracts worldwide attention.
With Yunchuan's strength, maybe he can really shine on this stage, win glory for China, and make his reputation thoroughly resound throughout the ancient martial arts world! But Yunchuan doesn't want to do this.
In other words, he does not want to expose himself to the spotlight on the world stage, because this will bring him certain risks and lead to death.
After all, the fact that he has the inheritance of Tianzun is his biggest secret, and it is inevitable that someone who is interested will notice something.
And now, his cultivation strength has not reached the point where he can conquer all the powerful and dominate the world, so this fantastic inheritance secret of his must not be revealed at all.
He does not object to winning glory for China, but the prerequisite is that he cannot take any risks. He is just an ancient warrior with ordinary thoughts, and his thoughts are not that great.
"Do you have any concerns, little friend Yunchuan?"
Hearing Yunchuan's direct rejection of his words, Zuo Ziqi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Although the World Martial Arts Competition may be a bit cruel, you can rest assured that with your strength, little friend Yunchuan, there will be no danger.
Yes, and if you can lead the team to achieve a good ranking, you will not be short of generous training resource rewards."
"Yes, boy, what are you afraid of!"
Long Qianxing also glared and persuaded like this: "You can even beat me, but you are still afraid of a mere competition. Being able to participate in the World Martial Arts Competition is something that many ancient warriors dream of. Every participating quota is
You need to choose from thousands of people. If you were a few decades younger, I would have gone straight to the job and it would be your turn again!"
The ancestral temple had previously proposed that Yun Chuan lead the Dragon Team to participate in the World Martial Arts Competition. Long Qianxing was very reluctant, so he personally tested Yun Chuan's strength.
After testing the situation, he now knew Yun Chuan's great strength, so he naturally hoped that Yun Chuan would lead the team to participate in the World Martial Arts Competition.
But he never expected that he agreed to the ancestral temple's proposal, but they were simply unwilling to participate and had little interest in participating in the World Martial Arts Competition.