My First Time Is Invincible

The reason why the competition uses the Holy Spirit as the referee is mainly because everyone is convinced and can ensure fairness to the greatest extent.

This is an ancient custom passed down.

This is good, the Zhenwu Holy Spirit returns to the Zhenwu Dao Tower, and the Zhenwu Dao Tower is closed.

The martial arts tournament was paralyzed and there was no way to continue.

All this is because Yang Chu performed so well.

There is nothing the academy can do, so the attack on the martial arts academy can only be postponed.

And today, it became Yang Chu’s special show.

Within the Zhenwu Dao Tower, Yang Chu was directly taken into the tenth floor where the Zhenwu Holy Spirit resided.

No one is allowed to enter this level, only the heirs of Zhenwu can.

Yang Chu sat cross-legged among them, already entering the state of inheritance.

What the Holy Spirit of Zhenwu inherits is not the law, but the Tao, the martial arts brewed by the endless years of humanity, rather than imparting some unique skills or techniques.

This "seven-five-three" is different from the saints and sages in the Confucian Temple.

Yang Chu has a thorough understanding of the way of heaven, coupled with the mind of martial arts, unlimited brain-burning ability, and constantly accepts the inheritance of martial arts.

Martial arts is like a law, like a program. What is added is the foundation, and what is improved is the depth and height. As for how to use it specifically, it depends on Yang Chu's own performance.

The true martial art of humanity is so vast and profound that even Yang Chu spent half a month to successfully complete the inheritance.

Coming out of the True Martial Arts Tower, looking at humanity, Yang Chu is already well-deserved to be the first in terms of martial arts background.

Nowadays, he possesses cultural background, martial arts, both civil and military skills, and he is also a human and celestial body. In the human realm, no one can surpass him in heritage and talent.

The next thing to do is very simple, just one thing:

growing up!

Yang Chu had a slight feeling that with the fame of Heavenly Dao, his life span had increased to 3,000, and it was still increasing from time to time.

The cultural context in the body also grew stronger as the fame continued to increase, occupying the handle of the body like a little dragon.

"I'm afraid grandma who came to pick me up can't wait anymore, right?"

Thoughts flashed through Yang Chu's mind, and he jumped back directly to his home.

As soon as she appeared in the yard, a white-haired old woman who still retained her charm came out of the house. She met her face and without any explanation, she hugged Yang Chu into her arms and couldn't help but smile: "Careful, little baby, you are finally back." Got it!

Grandma has had a hard time waiting for you!

It’s not easy to meet such a famous person like you!

Raising his head and looking at the old woman, Yang Chu grinned.

I can't imagine that this is the demonic supreme being who makes everyone in the world fear him!

This is so kind!

Russell looked at Yang Chu's smiling face and burst into laughter. He held Yang Chu's face and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it and he kept nodding.

Later, Yang Daotian shook his head secretly, and couldn't help but look at Meng Tianxuan and said: "Back then, we didn't have this blessing at all..."

Russell Su turned his head, glanced at Yang Daotian and said: "Can you and Daozhen compare with Little Bitter Melon?

Stop asking for trouble here!

If you were half as good as Little Bitter Melon back then, I would have pampered you every day!

But you can’t!

Especially Daozhen, I have no fun...

Yang Daotian was speechless for a while, unable to say a word for a while.

The family returned to the house to gather for a while. Russell waved his hand and said: "Time has been delayed a bit. Since the little bitter gourd wants to stab him, I will take him there now!"

The arrangements had already been made, and both Meng Tianxuan and Yang Daotian nodded.

Seeing that Yang Chu was about to leave immediately, he couldn't help asking: "Grandma, how long will it take to get to the church?"

Russell smiled and said: "Don't worry, little bitter melon, it won't delay your participation in the Humanitarian Conference.

If you want to leave, grandma can take you away at any time.

Even if you want to participate in the Yongchao Conference a year later, it won’t be a problem!”

Yang Chu felt relieved after hearing this.

He was afraid that the temple had a rule that required people to stay for a long enough time before leaving, which was really too inhumane.

After all, his learning speed is too fast and the time required must be very short.

After tidying up a little and getting ready, Russell directly took out a magic weapon and took Yang Chu away through the air.

In about one meal, I arrived deep in a mysterious misty place.

A strange and solemn feeling rushed over his face, and Yang Chu couldn't help but shuddered. He looked up and saw a dark palace in front of him, like an ancient and ferocious beast.

At this moment, Yang Chu's appearance has completely changed, and he is like a different person.

Once you enter the temple, everything you have ever had must be buried deep in your heart, because, for an assassin, anything that may reveal his identity will be a fetter.

Even a source of danger.

Russell Su also has a different appearance…………

"go in!"

Russell pointed to the hall in front and said solemnly: "Remember, if you pass through the hall, you will be the Templar Assassin!"

After saying this, Russell suddenly stepped away and disappeared.

Yang Chu adjusted his breathing slightly and walked towards the hall master.

The assassin's path is a treacherous and dangerous path.

The Assassin's Way has a high level of force, but it is also extremely difficult to practice.

It is generally accepted that the way of assassination is more difficult than the way of swordsmanship.

There was fog in the main hall, and as soon as Yang Chu entered it, he felt like he had entered another world. The surrounding black fog was dense, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yang Chu felt the silence around him. The cold and cold atmosphere made him feel like he was walking on a netherworld road from which it would be difficult to turn back.

His mind couldn't help but feel tense, and he felt an invisible force, like sharp threads, constantly cutting himself.

It brings you a strange, splitting pain.

In this kind of pain, Yang Chu felt that the strange breath all over his body was being cut away. If he was saved, his whole body would be cut to death, his body would collapse, and his soul would be disillusioned.

The most fundamental quality of the assassin's way is actually control, the ability to control one's body and one's mind.

If you can't even control yourself, how can you talk about the assassination of a saint?

Even if he became an assassin, he would still be a low-ranking assassin.

Yang Chu knew in his heart that this was a test, a test of life and death.

How can it be easy to become a Templar Assassin?

Yang Chu activates the hidden power of Heavenly Dao for 5.5 seconds, collects and hides the breath of the whole body, activates the flawless mind, and makes the mind perfect and flawless, without any disturbance.

Sure enough, the feeling of separation suddenly eased and even disappeared.

At the same time, deep in the temple, an old and strange voice sounded: "Shura, after so many years, you finally brought new people to the temple!

Jiejie, the person who can be favored by you must not be simple.

I am looking forward!"

Russell Su's voice sounded faintly, and he snorted coldly: "I hope that the church today is still the church I know.

The voice rang out: "It's no better than before!

After all, I was half buried by your own hands, and my vitality was severely damaged..."

Russell snorted coldly: "Dragon King, the Yama I brought will lead the temple back to its peak!"

"Haha, how dare he codename himself Yama?"