I am a trainer, raising the Zerg natural disaster is not too much, right?

Lu Chen's life.

He was not disturbed at all.

It seemed that no one knew that he was the winner's challenge target.

In the past few days, he only played 10 games in the "ladder battle" of the virtual world, and then he would call it a day.

After returning to the resource room——

Just devour, devour, and devour again!

He completely underestimated the energy of Senior Sister Mao Fu, thinking that the amount of resources on the first day was all.

But what he didn't expect was!

In the next two days, they continued to pour in!

Although there were fewer, they combined together, which still made Lu Chen dumbfounded.

In the end, even Hong Shuang was a little tired and wanted to go on strike!

Xiao Lan was still honest and dutiful!

Listening to his father's words, he worked diligently and never slacked off!

The insect cubs were busy.

Lu Chen himself was not idle either.

Whenever he had free time, he spent it on the "Monument of the Eternal Sword Source" to comprehend other people's sword intent.

But he didn't know.

As the time for the challenge was approaching.

Outside the Tianjiao Camp, the entire martial arts world of Daxia seemed to be boiling!

Because a piece of news spread like wildfire.

It attracted many big figures.

Ying Tianming, the winner, will truly achieve breaking and then standing in the battle -

Kill the enemy and enter the Grandmaster!

Although this realm is the goal of countless warriors and a well-deserved symbol of status.

But in the past six hundred years of the martial arts era.

There are actually quite a few Grandmasters.

Ying Tianjiao's breakthrough of this realm would not cause a sensation...

However!

The protagonist of that news, Ying Tianming, is only fifteen years old now!

In addition -

He is an unprecedented owner of three "limit-breaking" talents!

These two factors combined are enough to make the current Daxia martial arts world unprecedented!

Fifteen-year-old Grandmaster?

You know, in the past six hundred years, the youngest Grandmaster was the first ancestor of the winner, who entered at the age of twenty-six!

And now!

It is still the Ying family, who pushed this time forward 11 years!

Whether it is witnessing history or witnessing miracles.

This battle will go down in history!

…

Beijing.

The Holy Land of Winners.

This hill, which is several hundred meters high, is bare, without any green.

The few trees that are left are dying, and the bark has fallen off.

There is a crooked stone tablet in the weeds at the foot of the mountain.

Faintly, you can see two ancient characters written on it: Tianyuan.

In a thatched cottage not far away.

The old man who guarded the mountain that Ying Xuanji had seen not long ago sat slowly on a chair, puffing on welding smoke.

At this moment, he suddenly paused and put down the pipe in his hand.

He stood up and wiped his hands, and then pulled the washed white clothes neatly.

After doing all this, he walked to the side of the mountain path and waited silently.

Not long after.

A figure in black clothes, with his hands behind his back, walked down like a pace.

"Master, are you going down the mountain?" When they got closer, the old man who guarded the mountain asked softly.

"Yes..."

The man smiled and said, "The little destiny of the Ying family is about to enter the Grandmaster stage. I have to come down to see it myself."

This person is the first generation ancestor of the Ying family.

The strongest man in the world!

He continued to move forward, and seeing the desolation around him, he seemed to be moved.

His eyes fell on the stone tablet, and he said faintly: "The first dark turmoil in Daxia started from this "Abyss", but now, not many people remember it!"

The old man who guarded the mountain did not respond.

After walking a few steps, he said with a slightly worried look: "Master, since you are going down the mountain in person, why don't I stay here? In order to prevent the beast underground from being restless."

"No need..."

The eyes of the first ancestor of the Ying family seemed to see through the ground and into the depths.

He smiled softly: "If I want to kill it, I can do it at any time. The reason why I suppress it here is just for others to see."

The old man who guarded the mountain was horrified!

Suppressing for four hundred years, just a show?

With the strength and status of the Winner's Ancestor, who else does he need to show it to! ! ?

"Hahaha, Old Cheng, you seem very surprised!"

"Are you guessing who I am showing it to with all my efforts..."

These words came out.

His aura changed instantly!

From being calm and indifferent, to looking down on all directions!

The clothes on his body suddenly changed by themselves, becoming a black dragon robe, and an emperor's crown appeared on his head. 12 strings of white jade beads hung down, covering the majestic face underneath.

He looked towards the south of the Yangtze River with a dim gaze, as if angry and worried: "The person from the Tyrant Society, I pretended to be injured for so long, and she didn't set foot in the capital!"

"Is it fear or disdain?"

...

Jiangnan Martial Arts Academy, villa area.

In the living room, Ma Jingyang sat on the sofa, looking at ease.

Qiu Yuanlong, however, was unable to calm down, and walked around from time to time.

"Xiao Qiu, are you done yet..."

Ma Jingyang frowned and said, "It's just a fight between Xiaochen and you, why are you so nervous?"

Tomorrow.

The day of the scheduled battle.

The two had already handed over the matters at hand to others to deal with, and waited for the battle to begin.

But as time passed, Qiu Yuanlong became more and more uneasy.

After hearing the question.

He sighed and replied: "Master Ma, let me ask you a question! If there is a peerless genius who threatens to kill you and become a master, how would you feel?"

Ma Jingyang opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

After a long silence, he sighed.

"I understand what you mean..."

"I also know that Xiaochen is a proud person! But now that things have come to this, we can't change anything!"

Ma Jingyang sighed again and said: "What we can do is to get as much "appearance fee" as possible for Xiaochen from the winner. 30 billion plus a broken sect pill is already the limit."

Qiu Yuanlong shook his head and said nothing.

The living room fell into silence.

After a long time, Qiu Yuanlong said hoarsely: "Master Ma, you know Xiaochen's defense. Don't you have any chance at all?"

"Alas!"

Ma Jingyang sighed for the third time, and after thinking about it, he still told the truth: "Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! If it is a tie, it is estimated to be 10%, and it can't be higher."

"Xiaochen's defense is indeed very strong, and he can even resist the second level of the Grandmaster!"

"But the opponent is Ying Tianming, who has lifted all the bans and has three "limit-breaking" talents! With the foundation of the winner, plus the teaching of the first ancestor, his talent development level is definitely not low!"

Qiu Yuanlong didn't say anything else.

In fact, he also knew the gap between Lu Chen and Ying Tianming.

But he just couldn't accept it!

Lu Chen was discovered by him from Lincang City and introduced to the Tyrant Society.

The relationship between the two has never been a simple friendship between teachers and students, but also has many personal feelings.

And!

Two days ago, Qiu Yuanlong heard Mao Fu say that Lu Chen was entrusting her to get resources.

What does this mean?

This shows that Lu Chen is unwilling to give up!

He doesn't want to be a stepping stone for others. He wants to continue to fight in the last few days!

If tomorrow's outcome is still a miserable defeat...

Qiu Yuanlong can't imagine that kind of blow.

A genius is used as a stepping stone by another genius.

Defeated in the spotlight, and thus entered the realm of Grandmaster, becoming the first person in the six hundred years of the Great Xia martial arts era...

Just thinking about it, Qiu Yuanlong feels uncomfortable.

"Master Ma, didn't Master Mao send the 'opportunity' over?"

Qiu Yunlong seemed to have grasped the last straw, and hurriedly said: "Xiaochen has integrated the Heavenly Sword Heart! If he can learn the powerful sword intent, is there a chance of winning?"

"Xiaoqiu, you are so anxious that you are confused!"

Ma Jingyang frowned and said: "Let alone Xiaochen's temperament, he will definitely follow his own sword path. Even if he learns from others, he can't master it so quickly..."

"Swordsmanship is easy to learn, but sword intent is difficult to understand!"

"Who in our Tyrant Club is not a brilliant person, and who didn't understand the sword intent in five or ten years!?"

Hearing these words.

Qiu Yuanlong's last hope was also broken.

Sat on the sofa dejectedly.

Looking outside, his thoughts drifted, as if he had returned to the Lincang City Martial Arts Examination...

The young man was full of vigor and pride!

And now...

He has to suffer such a blow.

Xiaochen, will you blame Uncle Qiu?