Chapter 838, Chapter 142: The Harvest of Vulcan

Perhaps for Tang Luo, the title of Tianjiao, who was the best in the world, was just a false title, but it was not the case for others.

Although Mi Bai regained his martial arts, he didn't actually get started, so he didn't know the depth of the Longzhou martial arts conference. He just nodded faintly, but Lu Ningxue knew that this arena was not for the Longzhou family. In addition, so many aristocratic families are just two holy places and want to see how the martial arts of the aristocratic families have progressed.

The real protagonists of this conference are those sect disciples who are under 30 years old, and those top talents who have been immersed in martial arts for more than 20 years although they are not very old.

Before the Demon King, even the aristocratic Tianjiao with top bloodlines, it was a blessing to be able to reach the top ten. The top three names were controlled by various sects, and they were pushed forward for nineteen times, and the top three were at least three times. It is the disciple of Royal Beast Sect, and then the other sects share it.

It was an incredible thing that a clan boy born out of nowhere to win the championship, not to mention the shocking youth of this man.

Although the husband had a mouthful of Tang brothers, no one could tell that Tang Luo was in his early twenties. Such a man used his fists to crush the Longzhou Sect Tianjiao with no color?

Even Lu Ningxue, who doesn't like martial arts fighting, must say that the title of the most outstanding is not as trivial as Tang Luo said.

The two animal carts arrived at the post of the Royal Beast Sect in a short time, and when they entered Kunwu County, Longxi and his party deposited the luan here, and they just took it back at this time.

After changing Luan and coming out of the inn, Tang Luo's face sank, because the familiar sense of prying appeared again.

Xiao Jinlin, who also walked out of the station, also felt the prying. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said lightly: "Don't panic, leave for the journey."

Heaven and earth have aura, and aura also has eyes. When a warrior is completely incarnate, he will be in contact with this world. The same can do many things that could not be done before. In other words, this sense of voyeurism comes from A great master, and Tang Luo's six senses are so keen that they can't find the roots, because they are spied by the omnipresent aura of heaven and earth.

Luan rose and drove up into the sky, heading towards the western wind. Apart from Tang Luo and Xiao Jinlin, Longxi and his party were still immersed in the excitement of the return journey. They couldn’t wait to take their place this time. What I saw and heard brought back to Longxi.

Especially Li Xuanba and Cui Haoran, if the Tang family was originally a family with rich family heritage, then the two of them are just tianjiao born in a medium-sized family, and the rich family in Longzhou. The sects everywhere are just a section in their original memory. History and legend.

And in this martial arts conference, they not only fought with the descendants of those legendary places, but also made friends with many princes of the wealthy family. This feeling was so real and fun that they were almost ecstatic.

On the contrary, it was Xiao Ziyu and Tang Xing who were arrogant. Tang Xing was considering how to get in touch with the beauty of the world, but Xiao Ziyu was guilty.

In recent years, he has been led by Xiao Jinlin to fight for different fires, and he has really come into contact with the wealthy sects. Seeing how many times Xiao Jinlin has defeated the outnumbered opponents, he has no respect for those sects and the wealthy. I feel that I can easily crush it with my own Vulcan bloodline and different fire.

What is sad is that after the real contact, I found out how many heroes and talents there are in this world, and it is not the final thirty-one ranking that makes him more painful, but that he does not feel that there is no other than the top four. Martial artist, the remaining twenty-six are better than him!

The fire spirit body after Nirvana, the bloodline of the **** fire of earth level talent, plus eight different fires, any of these things can burst out of dazzling light on a person.

And he sits on a number of miracles to add to the body, but did not achieve mutual gain, on the contrary, because the talent is too strong, the cultivation base is too weak, and the invincible is complacent, it is rare to make progress.

Poor combat experience, so even if you meet some who are not as strong as you, you can’t quickly defeat them;

The talent is poorly used. Others have acquired a kind of ability. They can’t wait to study it thousands of times and fully understand it. But he has too many, but each one is not very good. He thinks he can use it with one heart. The idea of ​​surpassing the heroes of the world comes to mind now, but it is just a kind of arrogance.

The martial arts attainments are even worse. I thought I could only specialize in fire and practice, but I forgot the truth that loneliness did not last long. The result of working behind closed doors is that it is rare to save. I have never thought about taking any martial arts courses in these years. The mind is used to improve martial arts cultivation.

I thought it was a good move, but now I think about it because I feel that I have such a strong talent. As long as I break through the fierce state, I will be naturally invincible, so that I, who have reached the top ten in the first two levels, will be defeated in the final round. Sha is not as good as Cui Haoran's ranking.

The pride that was once turned into powder after the martial arts conference, leaving only deep self-blame.

Over the years, if he can sink his heart to study the method of fighting, if he can learn more martial arts classics, if he can be less arrogant, maybe the result today will be completely different.

Only now did he understand why some people say that the most painful thing in life is not that I can't do it, but that I can.

That kind of remorse is like a tiger, biting the atrium bit by bit, blood gurgling but not death, only endless pain.

Xiao Ziyu, who was unbearably tortured in his heart, knelt down in front of Xiao Jinlin with a thud, and said regretfully: "The patriarch, Ziyu, who has failed your expectations for teaching the Xiao family, please punish you!"

Xiao Jinlin stretched out his hand to support Xiao Ziyu and said lightly: "When you realize that you are weak, there is an opportunity to become stronger. It is not too late. You will be punished to enter the Jingge to organize the classics for three years and be responsible for the economics. The pavilion is clean and tidy, do you have any objections?"

"Thanks to the patriarch for his tolerance, Xiao Ziyu received the punishment!"

Anyone can hear the sincerity and unwillingness in Xiao Ziyu's words, but then Cui Haoran and Li Xuanba are very embarrassed.

If Xiao Ziyu, who is in the 31st place, feels that his grades are not good, then they still feel happy after being ranked in the 70s, is it too heartless?

Cui Haoran and Li Xuanba looked at each other, wondering if they should follow Xiao Ziyu's way of returning to the clan to receive punishment, but they always felt strange in their hearts.

Because they were able to reach the first half in the presence of the wealthy Tianjiao and sect disciples, to be honest, they were quite satisfied with themselves, especially Cui Haoran.

After hurting the foundation of martial arts and falling to the end of the second level, he once felt that he was ranked bottom, but he could survive the third level. His only regret was that if he could see through the illusion in the second level, he would go to the Valley of Storms to fight If you grab the jade coin, you might be able to reach the top fifty.

But asking for punishment for this is not too hypocritical.

(End of this chapter)