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Yuan Yi: "You don't have to be so heavy-handed. I believe with your strength, as long as Yuchen doesn't break through Xuanliu, you still have a chance to defeat him."

Gu Xia: "Guanshi Yuan is joking. With my qualifications, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the four rounds of preliminaries now."

"Don't underestimate yourself." Yuan Yi: "The rewards for the champion of this martial arts competition are extremely generous!

1,000 taels of gold, 20 Huiling Pills for practicing in the Xuanliu Realm, a second-grade martial arts book from the library, and a first- and third-grade magic weapon. "

Gu Xia: "Magical weapon? That thing is not soul cultivation and cannot be used. If it is a third-grade weapon, I would have to think more about it."

Yuan Yi: "No, everyone can use this magical weapon, and every warrior wants to have it."

"What is that? Stop being so pretentious."

Yuan Yi: "That's a storage bag."

"Storage bag? It's said to be a magic weapon that can hold countless treasures and props?"

Gu Xia has long wanted a space prop. It is really inconvenient to carry a lot of things every time he goes out.

Yuan Yi: "It's not that magical. The space inside this storage bag is only three feet square.

And no matter how many things you put in it, it will weigh just as much when you hold it outside. It just saves some space. "

"That's enough. For warriors like us, the weight is not a big deal, but convenience is the most important thing."

Gu Xia now had the motivation to compete.

"I'm taking my leave, Manager Yuan. I'm going to sign up now, then go home, and take advantage of these few days to practice hard again."

Yuan Yi: "Go ahead, but I heard you moved out of the door?"

"Yes. What I practice is Chang Geng Jue, which requires gathering the power of Taibai Star."

"Where do you live now?"

"West of the city..."

Yuan Yi frowned: "Gu Xia, after you condense the Xuanli seeds, move back to Tianxuanmen as soon as possible, right?"

Gu Xia: "Huh? Why is this?"

Yuan Yi: "Xianfucheng has not been at peace recently. The city is no longer safe, especially since people are missing in the west of the city."

Gu Xia smiled and said: "Is there anyone in Xianfu City who dares to touch our Tianxuan Sect disciples?"

Yuan Yi: "Yes, it used to be, but it's hard to say now!"

Gu Xia was a little surprised: "Why is this? The disciple practices behind closed doors all year round and doesn't know much about current affairs."

Yuan Yi solemnly said: "Six months ago, Daqian's army against the Huns was defeated at the border fortress. The Huns invaded Hanzhou in large numbers, burning, killing and looting.

His Majesty the Emperor had no choice but to urgently summon the armies of various states to resist the invasion. "

Gu Xia: "The Huns are about to attack Yunzhou?"

Yuan Yi: "That's not true. Most of the troops gathered in Hanzhou, leaving other states and counties empty of troops.

As a result of the turmoil in Kyushu, some snakes, insects, rats, ants, and young people hiding in the dark all came out.

Many traces of the origin of the demonic sect have been discovered in Xianfu City. "

"The origin of the demon sect? Is it a demon sect?"

This name caught Gu Xia's attention. The group of cultists he killed before came from a low-level lair of the Origin Sect.

Yuan Yi: "More terrifying than ordinary demon sects, the Origin Demon Coach has a kind of demonic skill called Blood Demon Technique.

This skill is practiced by biting people. It is very powerful, but has no bottleneck, so the disaster is huge!

What believers of the Origin Demon Cult like most is warrior Qi and blood, which can make their magic skills improve rapidly.

A lone warrior like you is likely to become their target.

Although not many Xuanqi warriors have been killed in the city yet, it is better for you to take precautions early. "

"I understand!"

Gu Xia nodded, but he thought to himself.

"I actually also like warrior qi and blood, especially the warrior qi and blood that is full of blood demon profound power!"

The Blood Devouring Technique can swallow the enemy's energy, blood and profound energy together, but if it is other types of mysterious energy, the conversion rate for one person is less than 10%.

If the Blood Devouring Technique is used to devour warriors who are also practicing the Blood Demon Technique, the conversion rate can be increased to about 30%.

Gu Xia asked again: "By the way, how is the current situation of the imperial army?"

Yuan Yi sighed: "Daqian's army retreated in succession, and most of Hanzhou fell.

Now the remnants of the previous dynasty, the demonic sects and the origin of the demonic sect are causing chaos in various states again, and the surrounding vassal states have also begun to make small moves.

If the decline continues, I am afraid that the land of China will sink and the world will be in chaos again 200 years ago. "

"What!"

Gu Xia suddenly realized that he was immersed in Xuanwu, and the situation around him had changed. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be facing a big change.

The peace of the past can be fleeting.

"Are we going to be like duckweeds in our previous lives, being arbitrarily influenced by the situation until we are crushed?

No! This time the initiative is in my hands! As long as there is enough power! Everything can be broken! "

Seeing Gu Xia's sudden expression of shock and uneasiness, Yuan Yi was a little surprised. He had the impression that this person was always calm and calm, so he comforted him.

“Don’t worry too much, those are the worst-case scenarios that will happen.

Now the Daqian army has not been defeated, and the Huns' advance has been stalled for two months.

The imperial court also worked with many righteous sects to suppress the unrest caused by demons and cults.

To take a step back, even if the situation worsens, Tianxuan Sect can still stand in troubled times, and the stability of its disciples can still be protected. "

"I understand, then I'll take my leave first, Manager Yuan."

Gu Xia had no intention of reading.

After bidding farewell to Yuan Yi, he returned home again and practiced hard every day. If chaos really came, he would at least accumulate a little more strength before then.

…

The situation changes day by day, some good and some bad.

But at this time, the people in the bureau have not noticed the change.

In Xianfu City, far away from the border, people only know about the black and white war reports and the increasingly bizarre urban legends in the city.

Most people's lives are as usual and monotonous.

Half a month later.

The Tianxuan Sect's entry-level disciples' martial arts competition was held again.

However, this time, the entry-level disciples in the waiting seats were not as relaxed and happy as last year.

Each of them encouraged and rubbed their hands.

They planned to show their skills in the upcoming competition, show their strength and talents, and reduce the probability of being sent to exile after advancing to the Xuanliu realm.

…

"The competition begins! Group D No. 13 and No. 14 come on stage!"

Gu Xia looked at the No. 13 sign in his hand and walked onto the stage.

"It's you!" ×2

Two exclamations came.

"What a coincidence!" Gu Xia was also surprised.

Because his opponent was Quan Zijin a year ago, and even the referee was the senior brother from last year.

It was like a replay of last year's martial arts competition.

"Humph! It seems that everything is fate!

But Gu Xia, now is different from the past! I am very different from last year! I am only one step away from advancing to the Xuanliu realm!

I know you have a thousand-pound arm strength, but I am no worse than you! Come on, let's have a fateful battle!"

Quan Zijin recalled his previous two disastrous defeats in his mind, and couldn't help but feel that it was time for revenge.

He drew his sword, stared at his opponent with full concentration, and muttered: "Gu Xia, I know that my fighting power may still be inferior to yours, but I will not be afraid! This sword is the result of my two years of hard work!

Fight!"

"So much nonsense!"

Gu Xia couldn't stand it anymore, looking at the opponent holding a sword, he kicked directly.

In an instant, Quan Zijin, who was vomiting blood and flying, showed a confused and unwilling expression, and crashed into the stone fence and fainted.

Gu Xia said to the astonished referee lightly: "I didn't expect that he would be weaker every year, and now he can't even stand a kick."