The competition between Su Jing and Sun Xiaomin was just a small episode, and soon no one cared about it. Because there are new stories happening every day, and competitions between young people are commonplace and are repeated over and over again. For example, Xiong Jun,

Luo Zhengyang, Qin Ying, Yue Jun, Zhu Sheng, Zhong Ba, etc. stood out and improved day by day. They surpassed their peers with their outstanding martial arts skills and showed their unique martial arts talents.

More than two hundred registered disciples who were strictly selected, after receiving special training, gradually differentiated due to differences in potential and understanding, and about fifty of them were in the leading position. The teachers also paid special attention to these disciples who were one step ahead, and often

Explain to them individually and give them tricks to make the strong ones stronger. As for the laggards, they can only resign themselves to their fate.

Martial arts practice, with limited resources, is a process of survival of the fittest, and every step forward must face severe tests.

When practicing martial arts, you must first cultivate your mind. Those who are not strong-willed will be eliminated sooner or later.

In the morning of this day, all the young men were still practicing their martial arts skills and competing against each other as usual, but they saw figures flying in the martial arts field, and the cold light shone like a fire.

Suddenly, a swordsman walked in from outside the gate. He had thick eyebrows and was dark and strong. He was Zhang Yidong, who had once killed enemies side by side with Chu Xiang. He nodded and greeted the other disciples, walked around, and found Fu Jingtao.

A place to practice boxing.

Tan Yaoming, who was supervising the disciples to practice Qigong, smiled and said: "What a hole, what kind of wind brought you here?"

Zhang Yidong cupped his fists and said, "Uncle Qin, thank you for your hard work! I heard that my uncle's teachings are good and there are many strong players under his banner. This competition is expected to achieve great results and bring great honor to Xuanwu Hall."

Tan Yaoming smiled from ear to ear: "Where, where!"

Zhang Yidong got straight to the point: "Senior Brother Chu would like to invite Uncle Master and Brother Fu Jingtao to get together for a while tonight. I also hope that Uncle Master will show his respect, so please don't refuse."

Tan Yaoming was stunned: "Why is Chu Xiang suddenly inviting guests?"

Zhang Yidong said: "Uncle, have you forgotten? Years ago, Senior Brother Chu and I, Cheng Zhi, were chasing Guo Po, Cai Dong and other demon sect thieves. The situation was critical. Fortunately, Junior Brother Fu's magic weapon descended from the sky and wounded Cai Dong with one heavy blow.

, which caused the opponent's morale to collapse, and in the end we won a great victory. In that battle, Senior Brother Chu and I were both seriously injured. It is not an exaggeration to say that we narrowly escaped death. Senior Brother Chu held a banquet tonight to express his gratitude.

I love you and hope to get closer to Junior Brother Fu in the future."

Chu Xiang's name is in the sky. After Jiang Haoyun died unexpectedly, there were even rumors that he would compete for the position of the next head. He is now one of the most influential figures in Xuanyuan Sect.

Of course I have to give Chu Xiang some face.

Tan Yaoming nodded and smiled: "Okay, then I'll take advantage of this guy and have a few glasses of good wine!"

Fu Jingtao was summoned, met Zhang Yidong, and said happily: "Senior Brother Zhang, why is it you? Is your injury healed? Is Senior Brother Chu's sword wound okay?" He was worried about how to talk to Chu

When Xiang got on the line, I felt like I was dozing off and hit the pillow.

Zhang Yidong smiled heartily, punched him in the chest, and said: "We have recovered a long time ago. We have a life-long friendship. I won't say much other polite words. Senior Brother Chu will treat you to a drink tonight, so don't shirk it!"

Fu Jingtao smiled and said: "As long as Master Qin agrees, I will definitely have no problem."

Zhang Yidong smiled and said: "Okay, it's a deal!"

The place where Chu Xiang held the banquet was in a quiet private house in Lingyun City instead of a restaurant. He probably didn't want to attract attention. The people attending the banquet were also very simple, namely Chu Xiang, Cheng Zhi, Zhang Yidong, Tan Yaoming and

Fu Jingtao doesn’t even have a face like Zhang Sheng.

After Chu Xiang saw Fu Jingtao, he laughed and hugged him, looked at him carefully for a while, nodded and said: "Junior brother, you have strong muscles and bones, full of qi and blood, and your martial arts has improved to a higher level. I'm glad that I haven't seen him for a long time.

Congratulations!" He turned to Tan Yaoming and said with a smile: "There are no weak soldiers under a strong general. Uncle Master, you have trained a good disciple!"

How dare Qin Yaoming take all the credit? He said modestly: "The key is that Jingtao works hard enough on his own. I just added a little bit of guidance and added icing on the cake."

Chu Xiang said: "In addition to Fu Jingtao, I heard that several disciples such as Su Jing and Luo Jinwei have also made rapid progress. Isn't this the credit of you, uncle? In Xuanyuan Sect, there is an urgent need for someone like uncle who has both inner talent and talent.

A person who is not greedy for fame is his own person!"

Tan Yaoming immediately felt like he had met someone. He puffed up his chest and said with a smile: "Master Nephew Chu, you praise me too much. There are hundreds of people in this sect who are better than me. But this time in the inner sect competition, my Xuanwu Hall is destined to take the lead."

Coquettish!"

Fu Jingtao secretly admired Chu Xiang's eloquence. He won the favor of Tan Yaoming with just a few words. No wonder he could become the leader of the disciples from a poor family.

Everyone was seated at the table. Tan Yaoming was recommended to sit at the first place, Chu Xiang was in charge, Fu Jingtao was in the second seat, Zhang Yidong was the assistant, and Cheng Zhi was in charge of serving food and drinks. The backyard chef had received the order early and immediately cooked the dishes.

The pretty maid brought up the dishes one after another.

After a while, the food and wine were served, steaming hot, full of fragrance, and extremely rich.

After pouring the wine, Chu Xiang took the lead in raising his glass and said: "This is the first glass of wine, let's pay tribute to Uncle Qin! Uncle Qin shoulders the responsibility of inheriting and teaching our sect. He works hard and makes great achievements, but he is willing to be unknown. He should be a role model for our generation! Done!"

Tan Yaoming's face glowed red. The more he looked at Chu Xiang, the more he liked him. He shouted loudly: "Fuck it!" He raised his neck and drained the glass of wine with a mouthful.

The second glass of wine was given to Cheng Tong, who had encountered an unexpected incident. Everyone spilled the wine on the ground, thinking of the deceased and sighing.

The third glass of wine is for a group of fellow disciples who have traveled thousands of miles to kill the enemy and take revenge. Now in Tongbai Mountain, in Lingnan, and in Dali, blood and fire are burning, swords are clanging, and fighting continues. Maybe there will still be Xuanyuan disciples

He died in the battle, but if Xuanyuan Sect wants to gain a foothold in the world, it must be strong enough to frighten the wolves and leopards in the dark. No matter how much it costs, it must kill them with blood! Not to mention anything else, Jiang Lie personally stepped out this time.

When the sword sweeps across Dali, at least half of the shady sect gangs will be destroyed.

After drinking for three rounds, Chu Xiang, Cheng Zhi, and Zhang Yidong raised glasses to Fu Jingtao, thanking him for not being afraid of danger, taking risks alone, and breaking the stalemate. If Fu Jingtao hadn't arrived in time, the outcome of that day would have been different.

It's still hard to predict.

Fu Jingtao couldn't resist, so he had to drink the glass of wine. As it is said that it is disrespectful to come and not reciprocate, he toasted to everyone present one by one with the courtesy of a junior.

The alcohol was rising and my brain was slightly dizzy, so I became less scrupulous about talking to each other.

Chu Xiang smiled slightly and said: "Junior Brother Fu, the competition is about to begin. Do you know that in Lingyun City, the disciples of the aristocratic families have regarded you as their number one enemy? The masters of the various aristocratic families are all making suggestions to deduce the weaknesses of your skills so that they can defeat you.

The children of this family can take the initiative when encountering you. As I predicted, you will encounter strong enemies in every game, and you will definitely have a hard fight!"

Fu Jingtao said: "Thank you for the reminder, senior brother! If the children of the aristocratic families are at the same level as Bai Jianming and Du Zhengen, I won't be afraid."

Chu Xiang said seriously: "On the bright side, Bai Jianshuang from the Bai family, Du Zhengchao from the Du family, Hu Zhifeng and Hu Feng from the Hu family, Jiang Yi from the Jiang family, Gu Zeqing from the Gu family, Cheng Zihao from the Cheng family, and Ye Qiuchen from the Ye family

They are the core heirs that each family focuses on cultivating! Those with the worst cultivation among them have been in the fourth level of low-level realm for a long time. Therefore, you must not underestimate the enemy!"

What?!

Fu Jingtao's mind was shocked. For example, Huang Yunpeng, Luo Zhengyang and others had just crossed the threshold of the fourth level of entry level. Isn't there still a huge gap between them and the disciples of the aristocratic family? He frowned and said: "They have practiced the fourth level of skills in advance. That sect

The rules of the sect..."

Chu Xiang said calmly: "Rules are dead, but people are alive. Do you still expect Wushengtang, Law Enforcement Hall, and Qiankun Hall to strictly investigate disciples of aristocratic families who secretly practice Kung Fu? Even if someone really raises questions, they only need to say that they practice separately.

Who will take the trouble to verify the secret method passed down from our ancestors?"

Cheng Zhi said angrily: "With Senior Brother Chu's ability, he only ranked third in the inner sect competition that year! And the disciple of the family who won the first place in that session was said to be the fourth level of the middle-level realm, so the competition between the two sides was simply incompetent.

fair!"

Chu Xiang waved his hand and said: "Back then, I was inferior to others, so there is no need to mention it again. Now, Junior Brother Fu, you are the target of public criticism. You must treat every competition with caution. Don't overturn the boat and lose your qualifications as an inner disciple!"
Chapter completed!