Breaking into another world with the system

There is no shortage of cultivation secrets in Qiwu Peak, but they are only for imperial disciples. For ordinary disciples, the difficulty of obtaining those secrets is only slightly lower than that of other martial peaks. Even if Liu He is the imperial disciple of the sect leader, there are still some things that he cannot do.

It's too much.

Moreover, Liu He, the ordinary disciple, didn't care at all and left it to his senior brother Mo Lin to teach him.

"Senior brother, is it that even if our Qiwu Peak has a higher ranking, it is of no use to us?"

The fourth senior brother smiled sinisterly and said: "Don't let Master hear what you said. He has been ridiculed by other elders in recent years. You just need to know."

Luo Tian refused to accept, "No, I must get a good ranking this time. Even if I don't bring glory to the master, I will suppress Zhao Laogou."

The fourth senior brother did not take Luo Tian's words to heart, "Do you know what the lowest cultivation level of the top ten in the last Wufeng Battle was? The seventh level of Peiyuan! Our senior brother from Qiwufeng is now the seventh level of Peiyuan." Wang

Feng continued with a smile, "Senior Brother didn't even say that he would be in the top ten this time. Don't think that if you can defeat the sixth level of Peiyuan, you can defeat the seventh level of Peiyuan."

Luo Tian was speechless, "Fourth Senior Brother, when I was at the fourth level of Peiyuan, I could defeat the sixth level of Peiyuan. Now that I am at the fourth level of Peiyuan, it is not impossible to defeat the seventh level of Peiyuan."

Wang Feng said with a smile: "Junior brother, the seventh level of Peiyuan belongs to the higher level of Peiyuan. It is at least five times stronger than the sixth level of Peiyuan. I am not looking down on you. You will know it when you meet me."

The fourth senior brother had never seen how powerful Luo Tian was, so of course he said this based on his own understanding, but Luo Tian felt bad after hearing this. He was ranked second, well, how could his strong temper allow others to look down upon him.

"It's useless to talk more. Brother, why don't you tell me what you should pay attention to during the competition?"

"I said Xiaoqi, why are you so persistent? Forget it, everyone has his own ambitions." The fourth senior brother said helplessly: "In the past Battle of Wufeng, before the official arena competition, the participating disciples would enter a special area.

The terrains are different, such as swamps, forests, deserts, etc., but the task of the contestants is to obtain tokens, and then reach the end point set by the sect from the starting point. Those who can reach the end point with the tokens can participate in the official arena competition

.”

Luo Tian asked: "Then if most of the people can reach the finish line, wouldn't there be too many people participating in the arena competition? Isn't it arranged by the sect?"

Wang Feng smiled bitterly and said: "I said it's simple, but in fact it's not that easy. Even the disciples of the seventh level of Peiyuan can't guarantee that they will reach the finish line safely with the token. Not to mention the weirdness of the competition venue itself, just like you

How can we live in peace with so many people in the same area? Not to mention that our Qiwu Peak itself is squeezed out by other martial peaks. Last time, senior brother was targeted by people from other martial peaks and didn't even get a spot in the group competition.

.”

Wang Feng said helplessly: "You think you are the only one who wants Qiwu Peak to become stronger? Which of us brothers doesn't want the master to be proud and proud, to be able to raise his head in front of other elders? He has failed too many times and has been suppressed too much.

Already."

Luo Tian secretly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Senior brother, this time is different. Believe me, I will make those who bullied our Qiwu Peak pay back tenfold."

The two have different views. Wang Feng has lived a comfortable life all year round and has no ambitions for the Battle of Wufeng. He usually practices to deal with his master's errands. But Luo Tian himself has been climbing up from the bottom by stepping on other people's corpses. He can't stand it. What?

Everyone has to fight for it.

After being reserved for a while, Wang Feng made an excuse and left. It would not be good for anyone to continue talking about differences. Even if they are as close as brothers, there are times when brothers quarrel. For warriors like them, many things can be seen.

Open. Seek common ground while reserving differences. Just find a common topic to talk about next time. There will be no emotional rifts caused by this dispute.

Luo Tian will not look down on the fourth senior brother because he has no ambition. The road to martial arts is bumpy and difficult. Not everyone can reach a realm above Wuzong, and not everyone takes Wuzong or even King Wu as their lifelong goal.

What's wrong with playing with the world like Fourth Senior Brother?

Luo Tian was even a little envious of his fourth senior brother for thinking so openly. If he hadn't experienced the tragic fate of his previous life and this life, and had personally experienced the mentality of being bullied by others for being kind, and only dying if he wasn't strong, Luo Tian might also be looking for a remote village.

Go ahead and live a peaceful life.

But since we have already embarked on the road to martial arts, wouldn’t it be a waste of time if we didn’t go to the top and take a look at the scenery at the bottom of the mountain?

Luo Tian thought of this, the Battle of Wufeng was just a small roadblock in front of him. If he couldn't even overcome this obstacle, let alone the Supreme!

At noon, after eating the lunch brought by the fourth senior brother, Luo Tian asked the fourth senior brother to bring some books from the library that the master had asked Luo Tian to read. He was unable to practice martial arts because of his physical condition, so he could read more books and not waste time.

Lose.

After a while, the fourth senior brother held a stack of books and placed them on the stool beside Luo Tian's bed. They were all about the cultivation techniques after the fourth level of Peiyuan. There were no exercises, because Luo Tian already had enough magic techniques.

There were no miscellaneous books on alchemy or the like that his master asked him to read, because he wanted to improve his strength before the Battle of Wufeng officially came.

The bright sunshine fell in the room along the window. Luo Tian was using his spiritual power to control the pages of two books quickly. Others read the books carefully, word by word, slowly, and those who read faster could read ten lines at most. But he was

He flipped through page after page quickly, and it was two books at the same time, and the content was firmly engraved in his mind.

The only thing that makes him feel fortunate now is that the abilities and physique gained from the system have not disappeared or weakened. This is his biggest capital to gain a foothold in this world. Of course, he cannot waste it when he makes the best use of it.

One, two, ten...

"Why are you so fast!"

"Why so fast!"

"Is that human being!"

...

After three days, even though the fourth senior brother was not as shocked as he was at first, he still often asked about this thought that came to him involuntarily.

Fourth senior brother Wang Feng has even believed that Luo Tian can achieve unimaginable results in this battle of Wufeng. He has never seen anyone who can read so fast, and those books related to warriors are obscure and difficult to understand, and ordinary people just

It takes a lot of time to remember the meaning in your mind.

Once, the fourth senior brother took out a book he had read before from Luo Tian's book. He found a relatively secret question in the book and pretended not to understand. He asked Luo Tian for help. Unexpectedly, Luo Tian didn't answer the question correctly.

, but gave several answers and drew inferences from one instance to another.

Wang Feng swore that if anyone had a genius for self-healing in front of it, he would treat that person as a fool. (To be continued)