The Lord who use immortals as food

Chapter 110 Wu Bi (Part 2) (Additional update for boss sen_tiger)

The Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition is like a small Shenjing Martial Arts Competition.

Pei Ye only has one life now, but he is not necessarily the only one. It is inevitable that among the people participating in the martial arts competition, there will be a few people who have just crossed the threshold of cultivation, and in addition, there are also quite a few people who have been born in the second and third lives.

It's not that the whole county can't find anyone more powerful than this, but again, although the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition is a grand event covering the whole state, it is not for the purpose of competing to find the best master in the whole state.

In the past years, Feng Huai had mostly sent people from the second generation. It wasn't that there weren't more powerful candidates - the most powerful master in the martial arts school at that time was the fourth generation.

But as Master Huang said, those who go are "those who want to get ahead."

A master in his forties or fifties has already married and established a career, and has reached the top of his martial arts career. In a few years, he will be able to enjoy the happiness of his family. Who is willing to risk casualties to fight for such a thing?

Therefore, the vast majority of participants are young people, and how far can young people's cultivation reach?

There are not that many geniuses. He is in his twenties and has a second or third life in the vein tree. He is already considered a good martial arts seedling.

But from another perspective, it is meaningless to look at the strength of the vast majority of people.

Because the quota belongs only to the leader.

To be the leader, you must beat the strongest.

Although Bowang Prefecture is remote and small, there are ten counties and three famous sects within its territory.

Is there not one or two masters of five or even six lives?

The new generation of talented people are eager to try, and the veterans who have been wasting their time in this field for many years are determined to succeed this year.

Who is willing to hand over the opportunity to others?

…

Master Huang took a sip of wine and paused for a while before continuing.

"When we talk about these opponents from top to bottom, the ones at the top are naturally the sect disciples. In our Bowang Prefecture, there are three sects: Baizhu Pavilion, Cuiyu Sword Sect, and Qijiaodong. In the county, those who are born in the third or fourth grade Most of the masters have already found jobs and started families, but it is different in the sect. The disciples are dedicated to martial arts, and many of them come down to find jobs after completing their studies, and martial arts has always been the way out for them." Master Huang sipped his wine and looked at it. Tianbian, "In all previous years, the three factions have occupied at least one of the next places to go to Beijing, and it's often the first one. Half of the time, they even get the third one."

"Next are the two strong counties of Zhengshou and Xugu, as well as several large merchants. Zhengshou relied on the convenience of land and river transportation, and Xugu became wealthy because of the disturbance of thieves in Yushan Forest. As for merchants, there is only one quota, so naturally It’s a careful selection and a huge bounty, and I hope my candidate can play more games on stage.”

"After that, we have ordinary small counties like us. Most of the people who go there are in their second or third grade, just to join in the fun and see the world. Occasionally, one or two can make it into the top sixteen or even the top eight."

"……Well."

"Logically speaking, with your level of cultivation, it should be difficult for you to win. But when you didn't have any level of cultivation, you were able to defeat the second generation and even the third generation. Now that you have opened your pulse, it's really hard to say." Master Huang thought, " Let me think about it... this time, let’s win at least one game and try to win three games.”

"……oh."

"Oh what do you mean?"

"..."

"I understand, you are not convinced." Master Huang snorted, "I have liked being unconvinced since I was a child...Three wins are already in the top 16! Idiot!"

"The first sixteen..." Pei Ye chewed a peanut.

"Hey! How many games do you want to win?"

"Seven games."

"Seven..." Master Huang put down the gourd in his hand and began to count his fingers, "Eight, four, two - you want to win the first prize?!"

"Um."

"..."

"..."

"Do you know what your last name is?"

"I'm not saying that I will definitely win it, but when I participate in martial arts competitions, I always only aim for the first place."

"." Master Huang's face looked like he was eating shit.

"truth."

"Okay. You can pretend however you like. We've tried it before." Master Huang sipped his wine, swallowed the peanuts, and stood up. "I'm probably at the level of the third game. If you beat me within five moves, it means You are qualified to compete in the quarterfinals."

"How's it going?"

"Aren't you good at swordsmanship? Here comes the sword." Master Huang came to the weapon rack and kicked the bottom with his foot. A steel sword was unsheathed and fell into his hand.

Pei Ye let go of Zhan Xin Liuli, stood up, and drew out his sword.

Looking down at the sword, and then at the slightly stooped body standing in the courtyard, he suddenly felt a little impolite.

This feeling is: "Still using five moves?"

Maybe it’s intuition, but it could also be delusion.

When Master Huang was young, he was the strongest among the three students. Later, when the bodyguard was injured, his strength was probably at the level of stabilizing the second students but slightly weaker than the third students. During the period when Pei Ye was the strongest before his injury, he often fought with him. It takes a long time to stalemate, and the result is more losses than wins.

But what about now?

Using himself at that time as a comparison, Pei Ye sorted out his current strength for the first time.

Physically, my seventeen-year-old self was taller and stronger.

In the realm of cultivation, he has now lost his vitality and got rid of the title of "landlubber".

Apart from these two basic qualities of a warrior, what progress has he made in combat?

His sword skills improved by leaps and bounds.

After being prompted by Ming Qitian, he has already entered the realm of clumsiness. Looking at the whole world, he can be regarded as a person who is good at swordsmanship, and he can be regarded as a master of martial arts.

He also learned the first and second swords of the Flying Wild Goose Sword Style on a Snowy Night.

I have used my physical fitness for seven or eight lifetimes to fight and win against those men in black robes standing at the top of Kaimai. This experience and knowledge is extremely precious.

I also have a powerful and unique gift - [Quail Head].

but.

After talking with Black Cat, it seems that [Quail Head] has some connection with Immortal Lord, and he does not want to use it casually until he is in the realm of life and death.

Zhu Gaoyang also gave advice on the Flying Goose Sword Style on a snowy night:

"Use it as little as possible. It is a bit too strong for your current level. Even if you don't really use the first two swords and only use those superficial swords to fight against the enemy, it will not be a good thing for your sword cultivation."

"Because the brilliance of this sword move will cover up all your other deficiencies, allowing you to easily win the sword fight - until you meet an enemy with a high enough level." Zhu Gaoyang said, "Your sword moves are more important than his. There is nothing to hide in front of you, and your half-hearted 'intention' and 'heart' are just like a child holding a sword. Then you will find that you have nothing but this sword."

"Slow down, learn those basic, low-level swordsmanship, and fight with people of the same level using the same level of swordsmanship - in short, don't let this swordsmanship carry you away, let alone rely on it , then you will be imprisoned by it forever. You have to walk down to its height, and then hold it in your hands equally or even condescendingly."

Pei Ye followed the good and followed the flow.

These are of course his two sharpest fangs, and now he must take them back.

But even if a venomous snake doesn't use its fangs, can't it strangle a mouse?

Even if I don't use Snowy Night Flying Goose Sword Style and Quail Head, can't I beat myself two years ago within five moves?

Pei Ye gently held a sword flower and chuckled: "I'm going to lose face to you, Master Huang!"

Master Huang said nothing, and Hengjian motioned for him to come.

Then a silver light suddenly shone in front of his eyes.

Thanks to boss snowfalled for the tip!