Ruthless Seeker

The means of strength are relatively simple, and the natural strength gradually declined.

After returning to his house, Gu Zhuo immediately began to try to practice this strength healing classic.

"Strength Healing Classic"

Introduction: Who said that strength has no healing method? I created this method when I was 30 years old. I am really a strength genius. What dare not use it? Why learn strength if you are afraid of pain. Heizi, speak up.

Gu Zhuo felt black in front of his eyes when he saw this introduction. The founder of this method seems to be the same person as the creator of "Bai Li".

This introduction also made Gu Zhuo very confused. Afraid of pain? How painful can it be.

When Gu Zhuo tried to run the method once, although he was prepared, his eyes were still black. Although it was called Strength Healing Classic, it was still extremely domineering when it was run.

As soon as he started to run it, Gu Zhuo felt a sharp pain all over his body.

This is the feeling of the bones and muscles of the whole body being forcibly bent to the normal position.

Of course, the first time failed, and Gu Zhuo was caught off guard by the severe pain. Gu Zhuo finally understood why he said he didn't dare to use it.

If this technique is used in battle, people with poor endurance will probably faint directly.

"It is indeed called force therapy, it is fierce, but in essence it is still force." Gu Zhuo sighed.

"Let's do it again!"

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"Force therapy! Success!" After several days of hard work, Gu Zhuo finally succeeded once.

What was beyond Gu Zhuo's expectation was that the treatment effect was surprisingly good. The hidden diseases such as slight dislocation of bones left by Gu Zhuo due to high-intensity training were solved after a successful operation.

As for the minor injuries caused by the backlash of failed operation, they were all restored to their original state.

After enduring the pain of operation, Gu Zhuo felt relaxed all over.

"Not a loss." Gu Zhuo smiled.

"Calculating the time, there are still three months before the martial arts conference. I will accumulate strength first. I hope to be in the top ten in this martial arts conference."

Those who rank at the top of the martial arts conference can get a lot of rewards, and as long as they enter the top ten, they can let the second-level alchemist of the Yu family refine a pill for free.

Alchemists are rare, and a high-level alchemist is even more precious. Although the Yu family has many alchemists, there is only one second-level alchemist.

The second-level alchemist of the Yu family has a status comparable to that of an elder. He has to participate in the martial arts conference every time, but he has never entered the top 30. In anger, he promised that the top 10 of the martial arts conference can let him refine a pill for free.

Generally, it costs at least 50 spirit stones to find a second-level alchemist, and you have to queue up.

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Time flies, and Gu Zhuo has spent three months in constant practice and cultivation.

As the martial arts conference approaches, a large number of nearby cultivators and some onlookers rush to Chitie City.

Chitie City has also become very lively, with laughter and hawking, and a large number of people walking on the street.

There are also many new buyers in the cultivators' market. Gu Zhuo actually saw a weapon suitable for him in the market.

It was a brass knuckle with a trace of force seal, which was not even a magic weapon. The limit of this material was that it could withstand a trace of force seal, and the audience for weapons of this shape was also very small.

Gu Zhuo only used thirty spirit stones to get this weapon.

Then Gu Zhuo did not stop and went directly to the martial arts training platform to sign up.

Many warriors and cultivators were signing up. Gu Zhuo lowered his head to feel that there were more than fifty second-level cultivators, countless first-level cultivators, and a large number of independent cultivators and cultivators from other forces also gathered to participate in this unprecedented event.

After Gu Zhuo finished signing up, the attendant took out a box.

"My lord, please draw a number."

Gu Zhuo randomly took out a number, No. 57.

You will play against No. 58. Your match will be at Chenshi tomorrow morning. Please come in time. If you are late, you will be considered as a forfeit.

The next day.

"Please let No. 57 Gu Zhuo play against No. 58!"

A large number of cultivators under the stage were observing the match, so that they could get first-hand information during the match, and if they met in the future, they could also be prepared.

"Come on, I must be in the top 200 this time." Yumen cheered himself up twice silently and walked onto the stage.

Gu Zhuo was strolling leisurely. When he saw Yumen, Gu Zhuo could tell at a glance that his strength was only at the first level.

"Start!"

At the referee's command.

Yumen rushed directly towards Gu Zhuo.

Gu Zhuo directly released his second-level momentum.

Yumen braked suddenly and almost fell to the ground.

He didn't expect that the boy on the other side was actually at the second level.

"Senior, I admit defeat."

Yumen knew that even if he continued to fight, he would only be beaten up.

Yumen was really depressed this time. He failed before his goal even started.

"No. 58 Yumen surrenders, No. 57 Gu Zhuo wins!"

Yumen walked down the martial arts stage with a dusty face.

The audience exploded.

"That boy is actually a second-level cultivator!"

"This is the new worshiper of the Yu family recently..."

"Such a genius is really terrifying."

There is another competitor in the martial arts conference. "

Gu Zhuo did not stop, but walked off the stage to watch other matches.

On the first day of the martial arts conference, most of the fights were between first-level cultivators and acquired martial artists, but there were still two unlucky second-level cultivators.

"No. 67 Xu Mufan vs. No. 68 Yu Guilin.

Xu Mufan is a Yindao cultivator, and his weapon is a xylophone, while Yu Guilin is a Shinto cultivator.

"Start!"

Yu Guilin immediately rushed towards Xu Mufan, and Xu Mufan began to play, and beautiful music began to float.

Yu Guilin suddenly braked and dodged to the right.

A deep knife mark appeared on the ground where Yu Guilin was standing.

"Strange moves, can't be seen by the naked eye, can only be felt." Gu Zhuo watched with interest.

"Surrounded by fairy music" Xu Mufan's hand speed suddenly increased.

Yu Guilin suddenly paused and fell into an illusion.

Although it was only a moment, it still revealed a flaw. His chest was instantly hit by two sound blades, and blood splashed from his chest.

Yu Guilin was severely injured and wanted to fight back immediately.

"Sword of consciousness!" A sword composed of spiritual consciousness shot towards Xu Mufan rapidly.

Xu Mufan was still very calm.

"Fairy music becomes a shield."

The sword of spiritual consciousness hit the shield and broke instantly.

"Still not working?" Yu Guilin saw that his attack was easily resolved and announced his surrender with a wry smile.

Shinto monks are suitable for medium and short-range combat. Once the distance is too long, the attack power will be greatly reduced immediately.

That's why Yu Guilin was frantically closing the distance at the beginning, but Xu Mufan was already prepared and launched a fierce attack immediately.

Now he was injured, but the two were still far apart, and it would be even more difficult to close the distance.

A real battle is like this, you may have many moves, but it is very likely that the winner will be determined before you can use them at all.

"Thank you."

"I lost, thank you."

The healing monk immediately entered the field to treat Yu Mufan. The wound was deep, but fortunately the bone was not injured. After two days of treatment, he will be back to normal.

"Ahhh, so handsome!"

The little fan girl below shouted.

"Interesting ability, I hope we can meet." Gu Zhuo smiled.

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