Reverse the World with Martial Arts from a Crap to a Master

Chapter 84 the competition begins

Thinking of this, Chu Nan's confidence swelled as never before. To the rest of Tianwu Continent, he was a different person, but a different person with unlimited potential!

"Thank you, gang feng." Chu Nan, who was extremely happy, said this to gang feng, but he did not appreciate it and still fiercely scratched Chu Nan's body, leaving traces of blood, but these traces of blood to Chu Nan were like tickles.

"But, gang feng, how did you get here? It's so powerful!" Chu Nan became melancholy again. "Wind, what is wind!"

Chu Nan thought about these questions too seriously, but he did not know that there was already a person three meters behind him. This person was what Zi Menger called grandfather han, the white-haired old man. However, at this moment, the white-haired old man was standing behind Chu Nan like a sculpture. When the wind blew one meter in front of him, the wind automatically turned around and blew back.

In the mouth of the white-haired old man, he was thinking, "What is wind?"

The white-haired old man was originally excited to come in and communicate with Chu Nan, who created his own martial arts, or to guide him, but when he walked in, he just heard Chu Nan say, "Wind, what is wind?"

Then, the white-haired old man was in a daze and fell into the "Wind."

One old man and one young man were all confused by a "Wind." Chu Nan was fine. He couldn't figure it out, so he put it down and put it in his heart. He might not be able to figure it out one day. He wouldn't let the "Wind" become the dominant factor in his life. He still had a lot of things to do. For example, in front of him, there were still four steps to get to the hole.

But the white-haired old man is different. When they reach the white-haired old man's realm, they think more about improving their cultivation. As everyone knows, the higher their cultivation is, the higher the realm is, and it is even more difficult to achieve a higher level. They will seize every opportunity to make a breakthrough, such as this "Wind." If the white-haired old man wants to understand, then he will definitely be able to take a hundred feet and go further!

However, this "Wind," which exists in life all the time, seems very ordinary and even makes people feel nothing, is not so easy to understand!

Chu Nan began to carry out his original plan, protect his face, and take another step!

Seven days later, Chu Nan was two steps away from the hole!

Fourteen days later, Chu Nan was only one step away from the entrance!

There were still 20 days left, which was half a year of competition. Outside of Wind Tunnel, the Artifact Sect had become a sensation, especially the disciples under 25 years old. They were all preparing for the competition in 20 days, trying to get into the top 50, and then going to the exchange conference.

Ling Xiao, unable to concentrate, was unable to break through to the realm of a general with his own strength. That night, First Elder came to his grandson and said, "Xiaoer, have you made up your mind?"

Grandpa, I've made up my mind. I must defeat that bastard! To ravage him! Kill him! "Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with longing, and First Elder's heart was a little gloomy." How can a Lin Yun be worth it? If it hadn't been for that matter, it would have been too important. I wouldn't have used medicine to forcefully raise your cultivation level."

"Xiaoer, you have to remember that this is the only time. In the future, no matter what, you have to rely on yourself to break through. That way, you can go further in the practice of martial arts!"

"Okay, grandpa, I got it." Ling Xiao didn't care about anything else now. All he thought about was becoming a general and killing the person he hated to the bone.

First Elder took out a pill and Ling Xiao took it without hesitation. His face immediately turned red. "Grandpa, I feel it. What a powerful replenishing, what a powerful..."

"Keep your mind and focus." First Elder hurriedly shouted. After some thought, he put his hand on Ling Xiao's shoulder and transported the replenishing.

Three hours later, First Elder withdrew his hand with sweat on his forehead. Obviously, he had expended a lot of energy just now. Ling Xiao opened his eyes and his whole temperament changed. He said, "Grandpa, thank you."

"I will help you to upgrade your cultivation to intermediate rank. These days, you should familiarize yourself with it, stabilize your cultivation, and prepare for the competition in twenty days. Don't let me down!"

"Grandpa, I won't let you down. I'll get first place!"

"Don't be careless." First Elder gave another warning and flew away.

After First Elder, Ling Xiao fell into ecstasy. "Intermediate general, intermediate general, hahaha, Lin Yun, I will trample you to death like an ant! I want you to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!"

Twenty days, but in a flash.

At the eighteenth, Chu Nan took the last step and stood at the entrance of the cave!

Although gang feng was sharp, he was still far from Chu Nan. Although gang feng had caused great harm to Chu Nan, Chu Nan had conquered gang feng, just like conquering a wild but graceful woman!

On the twentieth day, Chu Nan did not leave Wind Tunnel. He was gathering all the replenishing to attack that gap.

Behind Chu Nan, the old man in white was still thinking about "What is wind" .

The Artifact Sect competition venue, however, gathered tens of thousands of people, bustling, ready to compete, some to see the competition, and maintain order and so on. Zi Donglai stood at the top, looking at those people, as if he saw the power of the Artifact Sect.

On Zi Donglai's right was the third First Elder of the Artifact Sect. Leo Yangming was also out. There was also an old man in purple. Zi Menger was standing next to the old man in purple.

The old man in purple saw Zi Menger looking forward and fidgeting. He smiled and said, "Little dream, who are you looking for?"

"Grandpa, the fool hasn't come yet."

"Tianwo always hears you say the names of fools. Who are they and what are their abilities? My little dream is so worried." The old man in purple said jokingly. Zi Menger was acting coquettishly. "Grandpa, you're making fun of me again. I'm ignoring you."

"Little menger, if you ignore me, who are you talking to? Dealing with that idiot?" The old man in purple laughed. Zi Menger threw a "Disrespectful" look and said to himself, "Why hasn't the fool come yet? The competition is about to begin."

"Don't worry, the competition hasn't started yet!" After the old man in purple finished speaking, he said to First Elder on the side, "Ling Xiao's cultivation is not bad. He has reached the intermediate level. It seems that Ling Xiao has taken the first place in this competition. However, it is still rare to pull out a seedling to encourage this kind of thing. It is not good for his future martial arts practice!"

First Elder said respectfully, "Zihuang, I did that for the future of the Artifact Sect."

The old man in purple did not say yes or no, but just as he was about to say something, Zi Menger said ahead of him, "Great-grandfather, he may not be able to win first place."

"Oh, is that fool okay?"

"Yeah." Zi Menger nodded, then leaned over to the old man in purple and said, "Grandpa, the fool is on the fourth floor of Wind Tunnel."

The old man in purple's eyes sparkled. Thinking about what Zi Donglai and Leo Yangming had told him about Lin Yun, he glanced at Ling Xiao and said to himself, "On the fourth floor, that really has a fight with Ling Xiao."

First Elder's brows were tightly furrowed.

Just then, a bell rang. After three rings, the whole competition field was silent and quiet. Zi Donglai burned incense again, kowtowed to his ancestors, reviewed the history of the Artifact Sect, encouraged his disciples to work hard, issued the competition rules, competition rewards and a series of procedures. After that, Zi Donglai finally shouted, "The competition begins!"

Artifact Sect is under 25 years old, and they think they have the ability to compete, there are 500 people, the lowest level of 500 people, also to the junior martial arts masters, 500 people were divided into ten groups, catching and fighting; each group used a platform, took the top ten of each group, and entered the next round of competition; the second round of competition is to decide on the top 50 disciples sent out on behalf of the Artifact; next, it is to determine the ranking of 50. Who is the first and who is the second...