"Don't just stare at Guanshan Pavilion." He put the wine bottle into Fu Jiuyi's arms and walked upstairs with leisurely steps. "Take a sip each of us. After drinking, go to bed early. You don't have time to make rapid progress. You lose.
If you lose, you win."
Li Mingzhi Le, who was standing on the corridor on the second floor, said, "Don't blame others for attacking you. All the masters in Zhutian have worked hard this time. Even if there is no Guanshan Pavilion, there are still core disciples who come from nowhere.
Inheritors, just go all out and don’t think about rankings or revenge.”
Fu Jiuyi was puzzled, "The monks from Guanshan Pavilion seriously injured three of our colleagues, and one of our colleagues destroyed the foundation. Aren't the seniors angry?"
"What's the use of anger? If you have the ability, just throw it away. But before that, you must treat every fight calmly."
Jiang Jinjiu glanced back coldly, "If I hadn't seen that you were impetuous and would lose control when you were forced to panic during a fight, I wouldn't bother to care about you."
"Hey, don't be angry, let's go to the martial arts stage to practice a few moves." Li Mingzhi hugged his neck and whispered, "The monks received by the Zhutian War Palace are usually disciples or casual cultivators of small and medium-sized sects. They join us.
The Celestial Dynasty was mostly for the sake of road and opportunity. Unfortunately, I only joined for a short period of time and my strength level did not improve much. How can I compare with the core disciples of those big clans?
The original intention of letting them participate this time is to hone them and let them know their level in the entire Zhutian."
"This is the time to beat. A little wind and waves will affect the state and make people laugh." Jiang Jinjiu softened his expression, "That Fu Jiuyi is still a bit cool. He has a solid foundation and sharp methods. He can maintain the current level.
I can compete for the top thirty."
"I'm most curious about the origins of Guanshan Pavilion. Look at their monks. Each one of them is almost at the level of a core disciple of a large-scale force. It's no wonder that they can make great progress all the way."
Jiang Jinjiu shook his head, "I'm afraid they are the strongest people gathered by the forces that oppose Taiyi."
Eyes of Dawn was eager to try, "This is going to be a good show. Let's see who they can come up with in the spiritual battle."
After being scolded, Fu Jiuyi and others felt as if they had been beaten to death. They hungrily divided the wine they were given and went back to practice.
After all, they are true kings, with a trace of true meaning connected to the universe. How could they not understand where Jiang Jinjiu's dissatisfaction with them comes from?
The rumblings in Guanshan Pavilion and the city these days have really disturbed them, and they have a sense of urgency on the edge of the frying pan. If the opponent's moves are more fierce, they can't help but wonder if the opponent is going to imitate Guanshan Pavilion and end up in a disastrous defeat.
My mood is wrong.
They tried to get rid of distracting thoughts and fully devoted themselves to tomorrow's final round. When things got to this point, they had no choice but to finish this battle seriously.
The next day, the supernatural level martial arts battle ended in the sunset. Seventeen Taiyi participants entered the top hundred, three entered the top fifty, and only Fu Jiuyi entered the top thirty.
This is not a big deal. I said before that most of the warriors came from Zhu Tian. After an estimate of Zhu Tian's local forces, they knew that this ending was normal. If not, wouldn't the direct descendants they had cultivated with all their efforts be useless?
But with the push of thoughtful people, everything was pointed at Taiyi's lack of foundation, and they bluntly said that Taiyi was just a bunch of rabble.
The storm in the city became more and more intense as the result of the supernatural level battle came out.
——Refresh after one hour
"Don't just stare at Guanshan Pavilion." He put the wine bottle into Fu Jiuyi's arms and walked upstairs with leisurely steps. "Take a sip each of us. After drinking, go to bed early. You don't have time to make rapid progress. You lose.
If you lose, you win."
Li Mingzhi Le, who was standing on the corridor on the second floor, said, "Don't blame others for attacking you. All the masters in Zhutian have worked hard this time. Even if there is no Guanshan Pavilion, there are still core disciples who come from nowhere.
Inheritors, just go all out and don’t think about rankings or revenge.”
Fu Jiuyi was puzzled, "The monks from Guanshan Pavilion seriously injured three of our colleagues, and one of our colleagues destroyed the foundation. Aren't the seniors angry?"
"What's the use of anger? If you have the ability, just throw it away. But before that, you must treat every fight calmly."
Jiang Jinjiu glanced back coldly, "If I hadn't seen that you were impetuous and would lose control when you were forced to panic during a fight, I wouldn't bother to care about you."
"Hey, don't be angry, let's go to the martial arts stage to practice a few moves." Li Mingzhi hugged his neck and whispered, "The monks received by the Zhutian War Palace are usually disciples or casual cultivators of small and medium-sized sects. They join us.
The Celestial Dynasty was mostly for the sake of road and opportunity. Unfortunately, I only joined for a short period of time and my strength level did not improve much. How can I compare with the core disciples of those big clans?
The original intention of letting them participate this time is to hone them and let them know their level in the entire Zhutian."
"This is the time to beat. A little wind and waves will affect the state and make people laugh." Jiang Jinjiu softened his expression, "That Fu Jiuyi is still a bit cool. He has a solid foundation and sharp methods. He can maintain the current level.
I can compete for the top thirty."
"I'm most curious about the origins of Guanshan Pavilion. Look at their monks. Each one of them is almost at the level of a core disciple of a large-scale force. It's no wonder that they can make great progress all the way."
Jiang Jinjiu shook his head, "I'm afraid they are the strongest people gathered by the forces that oppose Taiyi."
Eyes of Dawn was eager to try, "This is going to be a good show. Let's see who they can come up with in the spiritual battle."
After being scolded, Fu Jiuyi and others felt as if they had been beaten to death. They hungrily divided the wine they were given and went back to practice.
After all, they are true kings, with a trace of true meaning connected to the universe. How could they not understand where Jiang Jinjiu's dissatisfaction with them comes from?
The rumblings in Guanshan Pavilion and the city these days have really disturbed them, and they have a sense of urgency on the edge of the frying pan. If the opponent's moves are more fierce, they can't help but wonder if the opponent is going to imitate Guanshan Pavilion and end up in a disastrous defeat.
My mood is wrong.
They tried to get rid of distracting thoughts and fully devoted themselves to tomorrow's final round. When things got to this point, they had no choice but to finish this battle seriously.
The next day, the supernatural level martial arts battle ended in the sunset. Seventeen Taiyi participants entered the top hundred, three entered the top fifty, and only Fu Jiuyi entered the top thirty.
This is not a big deal. I said before that most of the warriors came from Zhu Tian. After an estimate of Zhu Tian's local forces, they knew that this ending was normal. If not, wouldn't the direct descendants they had cultivated with all their efforts be useless?
But with the push of thoughtful people, everything was pointed at Taiyi's lack of foundation, and they bluntly said that Taiyi was just a bunch of rabble.
The storm in the city became more and more intense as the result of the supernatural level battle came out.