Urban super cultivator

Chapter 482
Some versions say that Xuanyuan suffered a very serious injury decades ago, and has been recuperating all these years. When the other party recovers from the injury, it will be the time when the other party returns to guard and protect Huaxia again.

Another version said that Xuanyuan had already been injured and fell, and the other party had already lived for nearly four hundred years. No matter how powerful an ancient martial arts practitioner was, he could not compare with the gods. The final result was also returned to dust.

Of course, Su Zhuo didn't care which of these versions was true and which was false.

Although the statements of these versions are different, one thing can be confirmed.

That is, Xuanyuan is an ancient martial arts practitioner.

He is an ancient martial arts practitioner in the Dharma-ending era.

Precisely because the spiritual energy in the last era was thin, the only way to enter the Tao was through martial arts.

But the only way out for these ancient martial arts practitioners is to cultivate immortality! !

Obviously, Xuanyuan did not embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

Therefore, Su Zhuo vaguely felt that the possibility that the other party had fallen was relatively high.

However, the senior management of Huaxia, and even Xuanyuan's family, did not issue any statement, probably to maintain strategic deterrence.

After all, the meaning of being number one in the sky list is far more important than nuclear strike weapons.

Of course, these are just Su Zhuo's guesses. As for the facts, he didn't want to go into details.

However, just when Su Zhuo appeared in Jiangbei City.

Instead, he received an invitation.

This invitation is precisely Yu Huaxia's second highest ranking player, son of Xuanyuan, military god Pifu! ! !

The military god Pifu wants to compete with Su Zhuo in martial arts.

Of course, this is not a battle post, it has not been made public, it is just a private invitation.

As for the reason why the God of War invited Su Zhuo, it was because the other party had encountered a bottleneck in cultivation and hadn't made any progress for more than ten years, so he wanted to compete with the third master in the celestial rankings and seek opportunities to advance.

Su Zhuo thought about it, and finally agreed.

In any case, the god of war, Pifu, and the opponent's father, Xuanyuan, are the guardians of China.

Especially when China was relatively backward in all aspects, it can be said that Xuanyuan was suppressing and guarding China's luck.

The place where the two sparred was at the Sword Discourse Arena in North Huashan, Huaxia.

Two days later.

Huaxia, North Huashan, and Sword Discourse Terrace.

Su Zhuo and the military god sat and drank together.

The military god Pifu is about 200 years old.

But at first glance, it is still very young.

He looks like a 34-year-old middle-aged man.

This surprised Su Zhuo slightly.

It seems that the methods of ancient martial arts practitioners are not as unbearable as I thought.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the military god Piff to maintain such a vigorous vitality.

"It's really a boy born from a hero, little friend Su Zhuo, I offer you a toast."

The military god Pifu said with a rough and unrestrained smile.

Su Zhuo also raised his wine glass, lightly touched the military god Pifu, and said: "The military god is dedicated to the country and the people, and he is an example for my generation to learn from."

These words are not Su Zhuo's compliment to the God of War.

There is no need for him to compliment each other.

It is completely from the heart.

The military god Pifu drank the wine in his cup, and said immediately: "I am ashamed to say that my strength has not improved in more than ten years, and my body is half buried in the loess. I don't know how long I can fight for this land."

While listening to the other party's words, Su Zhuo's heart moved slightly.

Because, from the body of Military God, he felt something similar to true essence!
(End of this chapter)