After the fiery feeling in his chest disappeared, Liu Xing stopped his long howl.

Feeling the strength that he had successfully promoted to the Grandmaster realm, Liu Xing couldn't help but nod with satisfaction: "This Northern Spiritual Skill is really extraordinary!"

Sitting down on the futon again, Liu Xing began to practice Ling Bo Weibu on the silk scroll.

With Liu Xing's current strength in the Grandmaster realm, cultivating Ling Bo Weibu is naturally twice the result with half the effort.

It only took one day for Liu Xing to successfully master the addition of an extra exercise to his skill bar - Ling Bo Weibu (Elementary).

Lingbo micro-stepping is actually not a pure set of footwork, because when running Lingbo micro-step, it is able to continuously generate a steady stream of self-generated internal force.

Therefore, if Ling Bo Weibu takes it out alone, it is actually a set of powerful internal skills, but it is not as perverted as the Northern Shengong.

After upgrading Ling Bo Weibu to the full level, Liu Xing's attribute panel became like this.

Name: Xing Liu

Race: Human (carbon-based organisms).

Title: Beggar Gang Suzhou Branch Helmsman, Beggar Gang Seven Bags Disciple

Age: 20 years old

Skills: Taizu Long Fist (full level), Medical Skill (full level), Dragon Descending Eighteen Palms (full level), Hunting Technique (full level), Breeding Technique (full level), Cooking (full level), Northern Shengong (full level), Ling Bo Weibu (full level).

After getting the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu to the full level, Liu Xing was ready to go out of the cave.

But before leaving, Liu Xing wrapped the silk roll in his hand again with the silk and stuffed it into the small futon.

Then the small futon was put back in its original position.

Liu Xing wanted to see if Duan Yu could still get his share of the opportunity after he first learned the Northern Spiritual Skill and Ling Bo Weibu.

If Duan Yu can still obtain this opportunity according to the original trajectory in the future, it means that the theory of luck is indeed true.

After everything was done, Liu Xing came to the door of the cave according to the original path, pushed away the rocks blocking the door, and walked out of the cave.

Looking at the rock that had returned to its original position, Liu Xing turned around and walked slowly in the direction of the Sword Lake Palace.

When Liu Xing came to the Sword Lake Palace, Zuo Zimu was listening to his disciples report on the preparations for sword fighting within the sect.

Seeing Liu Xing who suddenly appeared, Zuo Zimu was startled at first, and then sent out his disciples.

After all the disciples went out, Zuo Zimu came to Liu Xing with a smile on his face: "Liu Shaoxia, I didn't expect you to be rescued so quickly!

"Satisfied, quite satisfied!" Looking at Zuo Zimu, who was full of flattery, Liu Xing said with a smile, "Zuo Zhangmen, it looks like your faction's internal competition is about to start!"

Zuo Zimu nodded, and said to Liu Xing: "Liu Shaoxia is right, there are still five days left, and our intra-faction competition will begin!

"How could it be? I said that I came to see the sword fighting within your faction, so naturally I won't break my word!" Liu Xing waved his hand and said to Zuo Zimu with a smile.

In Zuo Zimu's opinion, since there is no way to take Liu Xing on his side, it is better to have a better relationship with him, when will it come in handy?

So, in the next few days, Zuo Zimu asked the immeasurable faction under his sect to serve Liu Xing's food, clothing, housing and transportation with all their hearts.

Five days later, the five-year sword fighting within the Infinite Sect officially began.

After the Wuliang sect was divided into three sects during the Great Song Renguo period, every five years, the disciples of the three sects competed in the Jianhu Palace, and the winning sect could live in the Jianhu Palace for five years, and re-compete in the sixth year.

Of the five sword fights, the winner of three wins.

In the past five years, although the loser has tried his best to study in order to wash away the shame in the next sword meeting, the winner will not dare to relax at all.

Beizong won forty years ago and stayed in the Jianhu Palace, five years later defeated out of the palace, the head of the family was angry and led the people to move to Shanxi, after which he no longer participated in the sword competition, and the two sects of the east and west did not communicate with each other.

In the past 35 years, the East and West have won and lost each other. The Eastern Sect is better than four times, and the Western Sect is better than twice.

Liu Xing sat at the head of the guest seat, looking at the extremely boring competition in the field with some boredom.

Compared with the disciples of the two sects of the Infinite Sect who competed on the field, Liu Xing focused more on Duan Yu, who came to join in the fun.

The current Duan Yu is still a son-in-law who doesn't know any martial arts.

In the fourth game, although the disciples of the Eastern Sect won the game.

But when this Eastern Sect disciple used a false move, Duan Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud on the side.

Because of this laughter, Duan Yu aroused the dissatisfaction of Zuo Zimu and the people of the Eastern Sect.

Just when Zuo Zimu and Dongzong's people were about to step forward to find Duan Yu's trouble, Liu Xing took the lead in speaking to Duan Yu: "I said little brother, you don't even know the slightest martial arts, what kind of fun are you making around?"

Hearing Liu Xing's ridicule, Duan Yu's handsome face turned red, and he waved his hand again and again at a loss to explain: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this brother, I really didn't mean it! I really didn't mean it......

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