Some are happy and some are sad.

The news that Liu Ming, the one-armed sword, blocked the road, spread throughout the continent in just half a day. This time, few people knew about Zhao Yu and the Seven Old Ones alone.

This time, how many people were watching the battle secretly? No one knew it, but it was obvious that the battle between Qi Lao and Liu Ming was recorded with memory crystal.

The ancient sects and the old monsters who gave their efforts were finally confirmed that the Ghost Emperor's attack was not only to maintain the majesty of the Bajue Sect, but also to maintain the little bodyguard named Zhao Yu, because the seventh elder's attack once again could prove many things.

The Bajue Sect will be born in this generation.

"It's ridiculous. A sect with less than 300 people is trying to be born? Don't you hide in the acre of three-point land of the Bajue Sect and wait for destruction, and dare to come out and jump out?"

"Check, check it out for me, who is the spokesperson of this generation of Bajue Sect?"

"Is the long-silent Bajue Sect finally going to work harder? Three hundred years have passed since the aftermath of that incident."

"The world is going to be in chaos. I wonder if the birth of Bajue Sect this time is for the purpose of martial arts discussion two years later?"

"Will those people in the upper realm be frightened?"

There were many people talking, some were jealous, some were moved, some were lucky enough to gloat, and some were expecting.

At the same time, those sects have begun to send tens of millions of Yan Liangshan to prepare for the next hundred debates.

The continental debate that happens every decade is undoubtedly the grandest banquet on this continent.

Here you can see the youngest and most outstanding disciples of any sect clan.

This is how the so-called young talents come into it.

And now there are still one or three months left before the debate.

It is obvious that Zhao Yu does not need to worry about entering Yanliangshan now, because if there was no debate, he would not have the chance to enter Yanliangshan at all.

What he needs to do now is to send the fighting skills back to the Lin family, then prepare for the debate, and then enter Yanliang Mountain.

In five days, Zhao Yu was able to master the flying sword skillfully, within ten feet of the radius, where the sword was pointed at.

During these five days, the Seventh Old Master almost taught by example. In addition to helping Zhao Yu become familiar with the use of martial arts, he also helped Zhao Yu become familiar with and understand the division of some forces in this world.

The higher you stand, the further you see, the more you understand.

Zhao Yu next had to represent the Bajue Sect to participate in the debate. The seventh elder thought that some necessary common sense would be explained to Zhao Yu.

These may be common sense for others, because the elders of the sect will definitely teach by example in daily life.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yu knew nothing about this.

This indirectly made the seven elders even more moved.

The reason why Zhao Yu was able to reach the sixth level of the Great Fighting Warrior at such an age is definitely related to his focus.

For this reason, the seven elders talked endlessly about the powerful relationship.

Of course, Zhao Yu finally knew why the Seven Old Masters seemed so shocked when he controlled the Sword Control Technique so quickly.

The evaluation standard for the disciples of the Bajue Sect is to practice the sword control technique.

Logically speaking, many people should have achieved success by casting a wide net in such a way.

But the result is the opposite. Even the Ghost King has only cultivated to the second level, and is still out of reach for the third level people.

In fact, until now, Zhao Yu himself doesn't know why it is very difficult for others to practice the sword technique. It's so fast that he gets started.

Zhao Yu knew very well that he was the same as the people in this world, and he was no different.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu can only attribute it to the golden blood on his body.

What Zhao Yu didn't know was that... In the Bajue Sect, almost all the top skills were the same as the world he was originally in, and it was even very likely that they were the skills of that world, but Zhao Yu didn't think much about this.

No matter what kind of martial arts, whether it is martial arts or fighting skills, as long as it can enhance its strength, Zhao Yu will practice without hesitation.

In this world, there are not only warriors, but also warriors, great warriors, and even saint warriors.

Zhao Yu once asked the Seven Olds, what about the Saint-Trial Warriors?

The Qi Lao did not say in detail, but just said one word, "Xian".

The subsequent explanation is that with Zhao Yu's current strength, it is useless to say more but harmful.

At this point, Zhao Yu was completely defeated.

Originally, he thought that even if he was not the top, he could at least struggle to survive, but now it seems that Wuyi is because he is arrogant and crazy.

The momentum and pressure of a Saint Fighter almost made him fail to break through and face people above Saint Fighter? Then there is no need to face them. When you meet such a person, you probably have nowhere to escape.

It was dusk, and the seven elders finally stopped, and Zhao Yu also stopped, with a horse behind him.

The reason they stopped... was that they had arrived at their destination.

The most powerful city in the northwest, Beisha City is known as the first city and is only the second largest city. In the entire northwest, the city gate that Zhao Yu could only look up to is the real first capital, not the city, but the capital.

"Little guy, we are here, we may encounter some trouble here." The seventh old man sighed softly: "I don't know if those old people are dead. If they die, it would be too regretful."

Zhao Yu chose to shut up his mouth with tactfulness. The old immortal in the seven old man's mouth was unreachable, at least for Zhao Yu now, this is true.

Zhao Yu now doubts whether the Ghost Emperor is still a Saint Fighting Warrior? Or has he already broken through to the Saint Fighting Warrior and entered another level?

These old immortals are really... too scary.

"Uncle Seventh Division, we..." Zhao Yu wanted to speak but stopped. On this official road, which was only 300 meters away from the city gate, the seventh elder had been standing for several minutes. This was the first time that the seventh elder had truly stopped himself on the way, which also made Zhao Yu feel a little curious.

"Wait for someone to come out to pick us up." The seventh elder smiled softly.

As his voice fell, a figure ran out like a whirlwind at the gate of the city. It was... Yang Xiao.

After Beisha City, Yang Xiao and Zhang Daqian disappeared. Zhao Yu asked the Qi Lao, who always had a casual answer, saying that there were other arrangements for the two of them.

But Zhao Yu really didn't expect that Yang Xiao would appear here, where is Zhang Daqian?

"You can rest and rectify here for five days. After five days, I will send you to the ferry crossing the Tianhe River. As for how to cross the Tianhe River, it depends on your ability. Little guy, this is the first test for you. If you can't even get through Tianhe alone, there is no need to participate in the next martial arts discussion."

The seventh elder suddenly turned his head, looked at Zhao Yu, and gave a very serious reminder.
Chapter completed!