40,000 Years of Cultivation

When Li Yao carried the jade slips, swaggered through the canyon area and appeared at the Spark Alliance meeting point, the huge campus appeared strangely calm for five minutes.

Even in the Thunder Cup area of ​​Dahuang Battle.net, there were no new posts for a while.

Everyone was immersed in the incredible shock.

After a long time, someone posted a short post:

"This is a game that will be remembered for fifty years!"

This post detonated everyone's emotions. In an instant, hundreds of posts swarmed:

"Powerful, crazy, so shocking!"

"Is there anything Li Yao can't do?"

"With one pair of two thousand, he really did it!"

"Zhao Tianchong is shrewd and Lu Tieshan is calm. Neither of them is easy to be fooled. The series of traps Li Yao set up at the beginning was indeed seen through by them, but who would have thought that these traps are just bait, to cover up. The last deadly trap!"

Every student who watched the game had an ups and downs and couldn't calm down for a long time.

If you are an unknowing person, seeing the results of the game, you will definitely think that the people from Luanjiantang and Tekken are too stupid, and you can't catch one of two thousand.

Only those who have seen from the beginning to the end know that both sides have done their best and basically made no mistakes.

If you replace it with someone else, I am afraid that you will kill it in the dark at the beginning, or you may not be able to find the remote control model car disguised as a stone, or only one or two are found, but the second one is not taken apart for inspection.

As long as one of these mistakes is made, Li Yao won't have to spend a lot of time, he would have won!

It was also because of the high-level performance of Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan that Li Yao did his best to perform a wonderful show!

For a time, the entire campus was shrouded in a buzzing sound, marveling, sighing, aftertaste... All the students gathered in groups of three to five, discussing the game just now with joy.

Many classmates whose brains are turning slowly are still a little ignorant up to this moment, pestering others to keep asking:

"Wait, you can tell me again, Li Yao deliberately revealed that there is an ambush in the base camp of Ranblade Hall, why?"

In the VIP room.

Although the high-level officials of many cultivating sects didn't say anything, the expression of surprise was also hung between their eyebrows.

Long Wenhui breathed a sigh of relief and asked:

"Old Bai, how would you deal with it instead of you leading the Iron Fist Club?"

Bai Mu looked solemn and slowly said:

"It is difficult. Any trap has flaws. Of course, there are many flaws in the serial traps set up by Li Yao. We are bystanders who are aware of it. After sitting here and analyzing, of course, we can find a theoretical solution."

"But in actual combat, if you want to crack, you need three prerequisites."

"First, the leaders of both sides must have extremely high dominance, under the command, like an ambassador."

"Secondly, their subordinates must be extremely calm, obedient, and will never be challenged or disturbed by anger."

"Third, they must absolutely trust each other. Both sides regard Li Yao as their greatest enemy and cooperate sincerely."

Shen Bai Mu gave a wry smile and said:

"In actual combat, none of these three premises can be realized."

"Two thousand young people who are full of blood and have conflicts in the first place, how can they obey orders like a well-trained elite army?"

"but……"

"Li Yao pretends to be injured, is he a bit suspicion of using the rules?"

"In actual combat, an injury is an injury, but there will be no arcs and blood glows that disturb the enemy's judgment."

Long Wenhui smiled and said:

"In reality, there are also many people and monsters who have practiced secret methods and are good at tortoise breath and suspended animation."

"What's more, in actual combat, there is no need for Luanjiantang to **** jade slips. Their purpose is to strike at the Iron Fist Association. Cooperating with Li Yao will obviously cause a heavy blow to the Iron Fist Association, so why bother?"

"So, they will only make plans earlier, sink deeper, and collapse faster.

Long Wenhui's garlic nose shrugged and smiled at Xiong Baili who was sitting beside him:

"Principal Xiong, I want to chat with Li Yao alone, okay?"

...

In the southwest of Nutao City, next to a quiet artificial lake, on a secluded path.

Li Yao had just finished the game, and before he could see what the Thunder Cup looked like, he rushed to here non-stop, his chest undulating, and his heart beating like a drum.

Walking in front of him, a man with a broad robe and big sleeves, his ugly hair-nosed man, but the deputy leader of the Hundred Battle Sword Alliance, Long Wenhui, a strong man in the alchemy period.

It was in Qingze City, who captured the Demon King Bieu alive!

This is the real big man in the Federation.

In Li Yao's eyes, tension, anxiety, envy, admiration, longing...the complex emotions condensed into a jumping flame.

Long Wenhui didn't have much air, and his walking posture was even a little lazy, as if he was not willing to spend any more effort outside of the battle.

He said leisurely:

"Student Li Yao, this is not the first time we have dealt with each other. In Qingze City, you accidentally spied on my newly refined sword, and turned out to be my sword as an enemy. At that time, I firmly remembered it. about you."

"A cultivator who is less than twenty years old in the Qi refining period can actually cause my sword to become hostile. It must not be an ordinary character!"

"So, I heard that this year's Thunder Cup is yours against the 2,000 members of the Martial Arts system. I came here to watch it, and you really didn't let me down."

"I really want to know, how did you come up with these plans?"

Li Yao was taken aback. He didn't expect that the monk Long Wenhui, a dignified pill formation monk, would come here for himself.

However, he was originally a brave man. Seeing Long Wenhui's astringent aura and a pleasant face, like an ordinary uncle next door, the tension in his heart gradually eased, and he said calmly:

"Nothing. I grew up in the tomb of magic weapons. From the time I remembered, I had to fight for a steamed bun and half a bottle of clear water. I just use my brain too much."

"When I was eight years old, the magic tomb where I lived was fifteen different gangs, all composed of strong men with big cows and horses."

"No matter which gang, you can easily crush me to death."

"But I was in the cracks of these gangs, and I survived. I am alive and well!"

"Ten years later, when I celebrated my eighteenth birthday alive and kicking, there were only four of these fifteen gangs left!"

"A lot of things have been integrated into my blood and turned into an instinct. To Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan, they are conspiracy traps, but to me they are like holding chopsticks before eating. It is normal."

Long Wenhui slowed down:

"it is good!"

"Student Li Yao, let's get it straight. I admire you very much and think that you are a rare talent. Now I officially invite you to join the Hundred War Sword League!"

"The Hundred Battle Knife League, the top 100 Federation, at its peak, even reached the top ten, with a long history and profound heritage, it is a veritable giant!"

"If you are willing to sign a contract, I can also give you three years of study time. During these three years, you can study freely in the Great Desolate War Academy. The Hundred War Blade Alliance will provide sufficient training resources for your personal use! "

"And when you have free time during holidays, you can also come to the Hundred War Blade League. I will arrange for a real master to take you so that you can grow up as soon as possible in actual combat."

"When you graduate, I will give you two choices."

"The first is to enter the war knife research and development center of the Hundred War Knife League."

"Our Hundred War Sword Alliance, although it is a martial arts sect, has focused on the sword technique for hundreds of years and has very rich experience in the refining of war swords. Speaking of the refining level of war swords, it is second to none in the entire Federation.

"The second is to join the expedition team, become a prospector, go to the inaccessible places, where monsters and beasts are infested, and discover new mineral veins!"

"In the great wilderness, you should know that there are countless treasures hidden in the ground here, just waiting for those with strength and courage to discover them."

"And I believe that you are this kind of person!"

When Long Wenhui said this, he stopped and looked at Li Yao with a smile.

Li Yao's heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently again.

The invitation of the Hundred Battle Sword Alliance!

The Hundred Battle Sword Alliance is a super sect that is ten times more powerful than the Chixiao Sect of the year!

Moreover, the two positions that Long Wenhui promised, the first one is to go to the Battle Sword R&D center; the second one, to become a prospector, this is the golden position that many cultivators dream of!

Whether it is the war between humans and monsters, or the cultivation of cultivators, what is the most indispensable?

Resources! Spar! Mineral veins!

Join the expedition team, become a prospector, fight the world, fight with monsters and beasts in the inaccessible border areas, and discover new resources, new spars, and new mineral veins!

Not only can you become rich overnight, you can also become a hero of the sect and a star of the whole Federation!

Such tempting conditions made Li Yao startled.

But after hesitating for a while, he still shook his head slightly and said sincerely:

"Lord Dragon, thank you very much for your appreciation. I also hope to join the Hundred War Sword League, but before that, I will work with my mentor to complete the Profound Bone Plan and refine the Profound Bone Battle Armor!"

"I don't know how long the Xuangu Project will take to complete, so I can't agree to your invitation."

"Ok?"

Long Wenhui was a little displeased, two lightning-like gazes pierced Li Yao's eyes.

Li Yao held his eyelids, clenched his teeth, and looked at each other with Long Wenhui.

The two sides looked at each other for only three seconds, but to Li Yao, it was as long as three days and three nights.

Just before he was about to collapse, Long Wenhui suddenly retracted his gaze, showing a smile from his heart.

"Huh!"

Between Long Wenhui's two fingers, a silver-white card was held in front of Li Yao.

"Hold promises and have courage. I appreciate you more and more, classmate Li Yao!"

"This card, you can think of it as another invitation, from an organization that is higher than the Hundred War Sword League!"