Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Through the chat around, the ancient wind understands that the reason why it is so lively today is because the annual promotion conference has arrived. The promotion conference is mainly about the promotion of the outer door to the inner door, and some excellent people in the inner door are promoted to the core.

After knowing this, Gu Feng breathed a long sigh of relief and was glad that he finally caught up.

The total number of external disciples is 38000, but they can only be promoted to the top 100 every year. Of course, the way of promotion is to select the best through mutual competition.

Since you haven't missed this grand event, of course, ancient customs will not be polite. Only when you enter the inner door can you be regarded as a real wuliangzong disciple, and you will get a lot more cultivation resources.

When people were still scolding Wulin for being shameless, Gu Feng swaggered onto the battle platform. In a burst of shock, Gu Feng said: "I've been out for a long time. It seems that everyone has forgotten me. I just take this opportunity to let you know my little younger martial brother."

Then, regardless of Wu Lin's expression, Gu Feng waved to the audience and shouted, "Hello, senior brothers and sisters, I'm your little junior brother Gu Feng. You must cheer me on!"

He put down his waving hands, smiled all over his face, and looked very likable.

"Ha ha! Which family is this? Come down quickly and don't delay the process of the conference. " Seeing such a lovely side of the ancient style, many people couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha, that's the younger martial brother. You'd better hurry down to avoid hurting you. Today is the promotion ratio of zongmen. Without the strength of the peak of Zhenqi state, you are not qualified to stand on the battle platform. " Obviously, no one is optimistic about the ancient style. Everyone thinks that the ancient style is just a child's nonsense.

There are 38000 external disciples, many of whom have excellent talents. Despite the large number of disciples, only the top 100 disciples can be promoted every year. There are many people who have failed in the competition in the past year or two. Although they are still external disciples, their cultivation has already broken through the realm of Dharma. And there are not a few such people. Therefore, if you are not a disciple of the peak of true Qi realm, you are not qualified to set foot on this platform.

The peak of true Qi state is not so easy to cultivate. Some people who have neither qualification nor resources may not be able to reach this state all their life. Gu Feng is only three or four years old. No one can think that he is a person whose true Qi State has been completed.

Seeing a roar under the stage, the ancient wind was quite unhappy. His small face turned red and shouted, "I'm not fooling around. Since it's a promotion meeting, of course I'm also qualified to participate."

Gu Feng's expression was very serious, and the result was another burst of laughter.

At this time, Wulin, who had long hated the ancient style, began with a sneer: "since you keep saying that you want to participate in the martial arts competition, you should pass me first!"

"Wulin, you are shameless. If you can't beat others, you will bully a child." The speaker is a female voice with a beautiful voice. When the ancient wind sought fame, his small face immediately showed a smile.

It turned out that Mo Xiaoqian was the one who dared to express dissatisfaction. She hadn't seen her for more than three months. There was a little change in this little elder martial sister. Because she is in the development stage, the little elder martial sister's chest seems to be a little bigger than before.

Seeing an acquaintance, Gu Feng was very happy. He waved to Mo Xiaoqian under the stage and shouted, "elder martial sister, don't worry, I won't lose."

Gu Feng is very confident, which reminds Mo Xiaoqian of the scene of Gu Feng fighting ten gold elixir masters alone that day. On that day, everyone was not optimistic about the ancient style, but the ancient style gave everyone an unexpected surprise. Although she knows that the ancient wind is powerful and has some means, Mo Xiaoqian doesn't think that the ancient wind can defeat a person who is at the peak of the true Qi state. After all, there is a huge gap between the golden elixir and the peak of true Qi, which can not be compared.

Before Gu Feng could catch up with Mo Xiaoqian, Wu Lin, who had been waiting impatiently, pulled out a long sword and attacked Gu Feng with gnashing teeth.

Wulin's attack was very fierce. Every move went straight to the key. Obviously, he was really angry and wanted to end the battle quickly and save some of his dignity.

"Ah, be careful!" Some timid female disciples screamed on the spot, covered their eyes and dared not watch.

Under the shocked eyes of the people, the figure of the ancient wind miraculously floated away, just like a willow catkins swinging in the wind. The fierce attack of Wulin can't stand the corner of the ancient wind at all.

"Good!"

The performance of ancient customs was beyond people's expectation, and many people made sincere cheers.

While dodging the attack of Wulin, Gu Feng waved to the crowd under the stage, looking extremely light and calm. The people who were still sweating for the ancient style were relieved this time and sighed in their hearts: younger martial brother, you still have two skills!

Mo Xiaoqian under the stage opened her mouth and couldn't believe the facts in front of her. The younger martial brother has been giving her surprises since he met her.

In the east of the platform, there is a high platform, on which sits a row of elders, who are the heads of this promotion conference. These elders were surprised when they saw the performance of ancient customs. Then he nodded secretly and felt that the ancient style was a material that could be made. Let's look at the performance under the ancient style.

The ancient wind dodged more than 20 moves of Wulin's attack continuously, and was applauded under the stage. Wu Lin was so angry that he couldn't attack for a long time. He began to be impetuous, and his sword skills began to be messy.

"Boy, do you know how to dodge?" Wu Lin shouted angrily.

The old wind didn't think so. He glanced and disdained and said, "I'm afraid you'll fly out directly as soon as you do it, so your face won't look good."

"Ha ha! The younger martial brother is so funny. " There was a roar of laughter under the stage. At this time, the people had no sense of tension at all.

"You... Want to die!" Wulin's offensive became more fierce. He just lost a big battle. He wanted to save some face with the help of the ancient style. He didn't know he couldn't fight for a long time. Face did not save a little, but became the laughing stock of others.

Seeing that the other party's offensive is more fierce, the ancient style is no longer polite. He doesn't like such a person when he was young. The ancient wind shouted, "look at my power!"

Gu Feng no longer dodged, raised his small fist and directly blasted up at the tip of Wulin's sword in full view of the public.

The fist was very fast and powerful. He used the power of pure flesh.

Then an incredible scene appeared. Wu Lin's sword broke after touching the ancient fist. Finally, Wu Lin shrugged and pulled his arm, vomited blood and flew out.

"This..."

Boom!

After a brief silence, the audience burst into amazing applause. The ancient style defeated the enemy and surprised four people.