Ai Siyu, who was still sleeping, suddenly sat up and rubbed his hazy sleepy eyes. A thought flashed in his mind: "Is it Sixue? This crazy girl Sixue is back? This crazy girl still hasn't changed her character."
But after thinking about it carefully, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. "Is this how women wake up others?"
The door was opened, and a smiling face full of vitality appeared in front of him. "Miss Meng, what can I do for you so early?" Ai Siyu looked at the girl in front of him with a sleepy look.
"What time has it been? You are still sleeping, but don't forget that you have to win a wife today! How can you win if I don't teach you some real skills?"
"Teach me real skills?" Upon hearing this, Ai Siyu perked up. "Teach me what? It's best if I can beat that kid to death with my bare hands."
"I just want to do good things. If this old antique who has been practicing like this all his life is angry to death, I can only teach you some defense methods."
"First of all, you should know that people have to go through a stage before embarking on the path of cultivating gods. This stage is the transition between humans and gods. The more energy you accumulate during this stage, the more solid your foundation will be. In this way, you will
The achievements in the future will be greater. Therefore, this transitional stage is also the most difficult part of the road to spiritual cultivation. Some people spend their whole lives stagnating at this stage and have not made a substantial breakthrough. The only way to achieve this is to break through.
The stage can be considered as truly embarking on the road to spiritual cultivation. This transition is divided into seven levels. Yesterday, Tian Yuping was at the sixth level of strength and could be regarded as a master in the first heaven. He can reach it in his twenties.
At the sixth level, his cultivation talent is pretty good."
"Then look at what level I have reached?" Ai Siyu asked curiously, cursing that guy Tian Yuping in his heart. He looked at Mengxin longingly, hoping that Mengxin could give him a level higher than Tian Yuping.
evaluation of.
"You? Level 0, there is no sign of spiritual cultivation in your body at all."
Hearing Mengxin's comments, Ai Siyu rubbed his palms anxiously. "Then I'm dead! There's no way I can beat this sixth-level master!"
"That's not necessarily the case, as long as you..."
"You have a way for me to win!" Before Mengxin could finish speaking, he asked excitedly, with expectant eyes in his eyes.
"I mean, as long as you protect the important parts, you won't necessarily die." The fire of hope that had just been ignited in Ai Siyu's heart was ruthlessly extinguished by Meng Xin's words.
I no longer have any illusions about those unrealistic things, and I thought in my heart: "Since I agreed yesterday, what do I have to regret? I am a man, and I should behave like a man, so I can afford to let go.
What kind of man is he? It’s just that the mission of my Ai family has not been completed yet!” Thinking of this, I felt relieved, and a trace of calm gradually appeared on my face.
Mengxin suddenly pulled his right wrist, and before he could react, he immediately felt a warm current surge from his wrist into his body.
The clear current in the body spreads rapidly from the sea of chaos to all parts of the body, leaving a coolness wherever the clear current passes. In an instant, the clear current collides with the hot current.
A burst of pain erupted from the junction of hot and cold. Ai Siyu was stung by this cold and hot, and instinctively withdrew his right hand, but Mengxin held on to his arm firmly and looked at him with a very serious expression.
Wave after wave of heat flowed into Ai Siyu's body again, and the huge clear current in his body also flowed out from the Sea of Chaos again, quickly approaching the waves of heat, and the heat flow was quickly forced back. The clear stream was about to flow back to the Sea of Chaos, but
The heat flow struck again, and an hour passed quickly as it retreated and advanced.
At this time, Ai Siyu didn't know what Mengxin's intentions were. He just didn't react out of trust in her.
After maintaining this state for an hour, he did not feel tired. Instead, his body was full of energy and he was far more energetic than an hour ago.
The clear current in the body is still persisting. It is completely out of Ai Siyu's control and instinctively resists the invading warm current.
Gradually the clear current gained the upper hand, wrapping up the warm current from all sides. Surprisingly, the clear current swallowed up the warm current bit by bit.
Mengxin still persisted, and warm currents were sent into Ai Siyu's body, but in the end they were swallowed by the clear current. As the last drop of warm current disappeared, Mengxin chose to give up.
Mengxin's face turned a little pale and she stood there unsteadily. Ai Siyu hurriedly supported the weak body and asked with concern: "Mengxin, are you okay? Can you lie down on the bed for a while?"
"It's okay. I'm just a little tired. It's nothing serious. You go and get ready. We'll set off in an hour to meet Mr. Tian."
Mengxin said in a weak voice and stepped out of the door. After leaving the room, Mengxin let out a weak sigh: "It's the same as I imagined, but it's beyond my imagination."
The weak voice dissipated in the air, and Ai Siyu stared at the back stupidly, muttering: "What's going on? You obviously said you wanted to teach me a few tricks, but in the end you were injured like this.
"
Ai Siyu sinks his spiritual consciousness into his body, causing the clear current of the sea of chaos to swim throughout his body. "Haha, it's getting bigger again."
He felt that his sea of chaos was larger than before. Through the battle between the clear current and the warm current, he became more interested in this group of turquoise liquid.
When Mengxin and Ai Siyu were walking towards the center of Turner Ancient City, groups of people around them were also rushing towards the city center. Everyone around them was talking about the game.
"Do you know that Mr. Tian has reached the sixth level?" A man with a rat head and a rat face said to the two people next to him, and his words even meant to show off that he was well-informed.
"I knew it earlier. It's been almost a month. Who in this ancient city of Turner doesn't know about this?" Another man with a big nose replied without buying it.
"I don't know who has the courage to challenge Mr. Tian today."
"Hey, who knows, most people are just fools who don't know their own abilities." A long sigh expressed great regret for that fool.
Hearing this, Ai Siyu smiled noncommittally. He thought to himself: "Maybe they are right, but no matter how strong he is today, I have to face him, because I am a man, and men must live with edges and corners. Men must
Fight for dignity."
Mengxin, who was beside her, showed a hint of ridicule after hearing people's comments, and said softly: "A group of shallow-minded guys, you will only see what is in front of you."
After the two entered the martial arts training ground, a two-foot-high arena stood in front of them. This arena was entirely carved from a piece of black basalt.
Facing this square arena that was more than twenty feet long and wide, "Is this true? It is really carved from a piece of basalt. How big is that stone!" Ai Siyu made another discussion, causing Mengxin to roll her eyes.
The entire martial arts training ground was already crowded with people. In this martial world of spiritual cultivation, every fight would arouse the warlike factor in people's blood. As soon as the news of the decisive battle spread, people came from all directions of the ancient city.
When Mengxin and Ai Siyu walked into the martial arts training ground side by side, they were struck by strange looks.
Facing such a beautiful woman, many male compatriots suddenly felt a wave of heat in their bodies, their eyes were full of burning eyes, and their expressions became a little dull.
At the front of the crowd, near the ring, were several sets of tables and chairs, with several old men seated among them.
Tian Mingzhe was talking and laughing with one of the old men, and Tian Yuping stood behind him, with an undisguised expression of pride. Seeing the arrival of Ai Siyu and the other two, Tian Mingzhe stopped talking and laughing and stood up.
Come.
"You two must not know this gentleman yet!" He pointed to the old man beside him, "This is Mr. Yucheng, the lord of the ancient city of Turner." Ai Siyu greeted politely, and the old man nodded with a smile.
nodded.
"Mr. Yucheng, since everyone is here, let's get started." Tian Mingzhe said politely.
"Okay, let's get started." The old man disappeared from the seat as he spoke, and the next moment he appeared, he was on the ring.
"First of all, I welcome all my friends to come and watch this competition between young people. For those strong friends hiding somewhere, please leave my ancient city of Turner immediately after watching the competition. Don't have any intentions.
, otherwise you know the consequences."
After hearing these words, everyone knew that there were strong outsiders staying in the city. These people had bad intentions every time they came, but the ancient city had been passed down for thousands of years and had a rich heritage. Strong men emerged in large numbers, and some were unwilling to step into the second world.
The hidden old monster in Chongtian and these powerful outsiders dare not do anything.
"Secondly, I announce that both parties have signed an agreement for today's competition. The outcome depends entirely on the two of them, and no one else can interfere. The two people competing today are Tian Yuping from the Tian family and another young man Ai Siyu. Not much to say.
Alright, let’s get started.”
Mr. Yucheng's words rang like a bell in the world, and there was a round of applause from the audience.
Tian Yuping walked to the ring, jumped lightly, and flew onto the ring. He held a black sword in his hand and gestured to the audience with a fist, and there was a cheer from the audience.
Many young girls are obsessed with the little stars in their eyes, and they keep shouting: "So handsome, so courageous, so manly."
Ai Siyu handed the dazed Xiao Nuo to Meng Xin. Looking at the two-foot-high arena, he felt a little embarrassed. In the end, he ran for more than ten meters before climbing onto the stage from a step. There was a burst of ridicule from the audience.
After the ridicule, Ai Siyu stood on the ring.
"Is this young man in white the same young man who rescued people on the road yesterday?" an old man's question spread among the audience.
"It seems so!"
"That's him. Come on, young man, I'm optimistic about you."
"Young man, be careful..."
"Young man, use your courage to save others and defeat him."
Shouts came from the crowd. Ai Siyu was surprised to find that he was so popular, and felt a little warm in his heart: "Every effort is rewarded!"
"Brother Ai, are you ready?" Tian Yuping asked with his fists clasped, a hypocritical expression on his face, but a cold light in his eyes, and a sinister smile on his lips.
"No need to talk nonsense, you must be impatient to wait!" Ai Siyu revealed his face unceremoniously.
"Okay! Shuang Kuan, for your happiness, I will give you a way to live. If you hurt me within ten moves, I will spare your life."
"Okay, keep your word." Before he could finish his words, Ai Siyu rushed forward quickly. When his hand was about to touch Tian Yuping's body, the body disappeared from the ground.
A black shadow flew into the air, leaving behind a series of afterimages. Ai Siyu's body was still rushing forward and almost fell off the stage.
The audience was filled with applause, praise and ridicule.
"Brother Ai, where are you going? I'm here." Tian Yuping, who was extremely fast, returned to the place where he was standing just now.
Ai Siyu let his anger calm down as soon as possible. He knew the gap between himself and his opponent. If he wanted to save his life, he could only cherish the remaining nine opportunities.
He once again raised his speed to the limit, and when he was close to Tian Yu, he jumped into the sky like lightning.
Tian Yuping was startled in mid-air when his right foot was grabbed by something. He looked down and saw Ai Siyu's green face looking at him full of confidence.
For him, he hates other people's self-confidence. Facing the young man in front of him, he has a desire to kill him. "Let you live a little longer." Tian Yuping showed a sinister face.
When Ai Siyu wanted to pull him off, a strange force came from Tian Yuping's right foot, shaking his hand away. He fell heavily to the ground, raising a puff of smoke and dust.
Feeling the severe pain in his back, Ai Siyu stood up slowly, rubbed his numb right hand, looked at Tian Yuping's arrogant face in the distance, felt unwilling to do so, and rushed over again.
He climbed up again and again and fell again. Every time Ai Siyu was about to succeed, Tian Yuping would always find some new way to escape. Ai Siyu knew he was teasing himself, but he still endured it.
"Brother Ai, this is the last time. You have to cherish this opportunity." Looking at Tian Yuping's arrogant posture, Ai Siyu stood in the distance and kept breathing, with a smile on his lips.
Suddenly move your right foot, start, accelerate, and jump, a series of actions are completed instantly.
Seeing him repeating this action again, Tian Yuping smiled helplessly, and he still jumped into the sky easily.
But what was different from the past was that a rain of blood fell from the sky, dripped on the ground, and disappeared on the black basalt surface.
Ai Siyu fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of smoke and dust again. At this time, he had a green dagger in his hand. The ancient runes on the sword body became clearer against the blood, and a layer of green
The confusion has spread out from ancient swords.
The air was filled with Tian Yuping's shrill howls. A huge wound was cut on his right leg, and blood was shooting out from it, sprinkling in the air like a bloody rain.
Everyone fell into silence, and people felt incredible. This young man on the stage really injured a sixth-level master, and the injury was serious.
A satisfied smile appeared on Mengxin's lips. Tian Mingzhe left his seat anxiously, frowning and staring at his seriously injured son. City Lord Yucheng nodded slightly.
"Brother Tian, do your words still count?" Ai Siyu looked at Tian Yuping who fell on the ground and asked with his fists in his hands.
"Count it, count it calmly." Tian Yuping said through gritted teeth, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"But I only said I would spare your life, I didn't say I can't seriously hurt you now. The real game has just begun." After saying that, he jumped into the air, and the wound on his leg was covered with a layer of black liquid and stopped bleeding.
He pulled out the black sword in his hand, and the black sword passed through the air, leaving a beautiful arc and slashing towards Ai Siyu.