V4.Chapter 90

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
After a full seven days, Dabi finally came to an end.

After thousands of years of development, the main vein of Tianchi has become the most powerful force in the whole northwest.

Although among the three great powers in Northwest China, only Tu fan state is the branch of Tianchi, the other two great powers are not real branches of Tianchi. But in fact, these two great powers never dared to disobey the order from the main vein of Tianchi.

In contrast, Tu fan Guo, as a branch, is much easier.

In the whole northwest, there are more than 100 branches of Tianchi. Although it is impossible to have a line of strong people in each branch, there are still strong people in one or two congenital realms.

And every ten years, those who participate in the Kaishan Dabi are the top young cultivators in all branches.

They worked hard for the attribution of the ten innate golden elixirs.

Although Hengshan Yimai is a strong man like Jinglei, it has no effect in this competition. Even if he blows his beard and glares on the high platform, people will not look at him in the eye.

At the same time, once the golden elixir is obtained in the big match, no sect will have the idea of this golden elixir anymore. If someone disobeys this, the main vein of Tianchi will even invite the venerable to preside over justice.

For thousands of years, those who covet the weak branches to obtain the golden elixir and plunder have never come to a good end.

Even if they hid their true colors, under the tireless tracking of tianchishan, all those who took action got a very miserable end.

It is said that more than a thousand years ago, even a branch of the venerable was involved, and was mercilessly killed on the spot by the main vein.

Such a fierce thunderbolt means that it undoubtedly shows the fairness of the main vein of Tianchi to maintain Dabi. Since that time, no one dares to belong to the golden elixir after the big match.

Hengshan Yimai's previous luck was very bad. For 70 years, he experienced seven big matches, but in the end, he didn't get anything.

Lu Zhengyi once participated in the last big match, but he was defeated in the last battle and stopped outside the top ten.

In fact, with his strength at that time, it was not particularly difficult to grab a seat in the top ten. Just unlucky, lost to the first master among all the branch disciples of that year in the last game.

Time is also, life is also, encountered such a thing, even Yu Jinglei has no way.

Therefore, to advance to the top ten, in addition to having strong strength, good luck is also essential.

Even if he has the strength to be superior to Qunlun, he has drawn an expert second only to him from the first game, and then there are experts with a line difference in each game. It is also impossible for him to enter the top ten.

But this year, Hengshan Yimai's luck seems to be very good. Although all the other disciples were eliminated, Che Wenjun stayed at the end.

Today's big match is the last day, which is actually the last ten matches.

A total of 20 branch disciples, in the final battle, the winner is the king and the loser is the Kou.

The winner can get a congenital golden elixir, but the loser will have nothing. Although he can enter the library of Tianchi mountain, this reward is nothing compared with the congenital golden elixir.

Under the high platform, ten white circles were lined up, and twenty people in hardcover stood respectfully in front of the platform.

Among these people, there are only two women, and they are both Xu Niang and half old. Although they are still charming, under this occasion, no one will pity them at all.

Looking at the twenty people standing respectfully with different costumes, Yu Jinglei said bitterly, "brother Zhou, Tu fan's vein is indeed full of talents. This time, five of them participated in the final decisive battle. If they all defeated their opponents, half of the ten congenital gold pills would fall into Tu fan's vein."

Zhou Datian laughed and said, "brother Yu is joking. It's not easy to take all the gold pills into his hands. As long as they don't lose all five and one of them enters the top ten, I'll be satisfied." Speaking of this, he paused and said with a wry smile, "this time our Tu fan branch unexpectedly met your Hengshan branch at the end, which is really... Alas." He sighed a long sigh and looked unhappy.

Yu Jinglei's face is not very good-looking.

Che Wenjun passed the pass all the way and reached the last level, but the stumbling block in front of him turned out to be the acquired strong man from Tu fan country, and this man is 48 years old, and his internal strength of fire system has reached the middle level of ten levels. Judging from the achievements of the past few days, this man is vicious and has rich combat experience. He is definitely one of the best after tomorrow.

Meeting this person, even Yu Jinglei and others are not very optimistic about Che Wenjun's future.

On the high platform, AI Wenbin's voice boomed: "everyone, today is the last day of the big match. If you have any skills, don't hide them. You must know the opportunity of the last day." He waved his big sleeve and said, "start."

Everyone below answered, bowed to the high platform, and then stepped into the white circle.

Hengshan's eyes naturally fell on Che Wenjun.

Che Wenjun is a middle-aged man in his forties. He is tall and straight, but he has a quiet and freehand flavor. From the appearance, he seems to be a famous man more than a cultivator.

The one who is far away from him is a strong man. His physique is burly and his face is full of the spirit of slaughter. Although the martial arts competition here is not a fight between life and death, it is impossible for someone to deliberately keep his hand. Those who can win all the way here have more or less injured several people.

Che Wenjun hugged his fist in the distance and said, "I've seen my senior brother Che Wenjun down Hengshan."

The man also arched his hand and said, "Tu fan Lin Bai mastiff, I've seen elder martial brother Che."

Che Wenjun smiled and said, "elder martial brother Lin, this time, I don't know if you plan to use weapons, or to see whether you win or lose with your fists and feet?"

Lin Bai mastiff pondered for a moment and said, "Lin is used to winning and losing with weapons. If elder martial brother Che doesn't object, how about we compete with weapons?"

Che Wenjun raised his eyebrows and said, "since elder martial brother Lin plans to use weapons, my younger brother should accompany him."

On the high platform, Yu Jinglei and others all frowned.

In the big match, both sides can negotiate with each other whether to use weapons or fists. If they disagree, draw lots.

In previous battles, anyone can see that Che Wenjun is good at boxing, while Lin baimastiff chooses weapons whenever possible.

Before this war, Yu Jinglei and others had already told us to insist on using fists and feet in any case. If it was really bad luck and the weapons were drawn by lot, it was God's abandonment of Hengshan once again.

However, they didn't expect that Che Wenjun would take the initiative to use weapons. Isn't this a suicide.

Zhou Datian's eyes lit up slightly, and his eyes turned, and the faces of Yu Jinglei and others, who were shocked and angry, were in his eyes. He was overjoyed. Although he didn't know why the Yokohama son had a sudden nerve, he was eager to do this kind of thing several times.

However, when his eyes met he Yiming, his heart was a click.

He Yiming has a confident smile on his face. Although he usually does, he still has this expression at this time, which is very meaningful.

For a time, Zhou Datian's heart suddenly began to worry about gains and losses.

Suddenly, he heard several startled and uncertain voices around him. His heart tightened and he hurriedly looked down. Then his eyes blinked for several times, becoming more suspicious.

After agreeing to use the weapon, Che Wenjun did not immediately take out his sword, but asked the inborn strong man outside the white line to go back to take the weapon.

The man pondered for a moment and knew that this was the disciple of Hengshan Yimai in front of him. Naturally, he didn't dare to be difficult. With a wave of his hand, he allowed Che Wenjun to go and return quickly.

Che Wenjun did come back soon, but after the public saw the weapon in his hand, most people's eyes were frozen, and then a burst of whispers sounded on the whole square.

The battle between Che Wenjun and Lin baimastiff was not the most eye-catching of these ten battles, but when a person came to the middle of the field with a huge weapon more than four meters long, even if he was low-key, he would also become the target of public criticism.

Yu Jinglei and others who had seen the daguandao were even more tongue tied. They looked back in surprise and saw he Yiming, the old God, sitting in place. His face was calm. It seemed that they had known the result long ago.

"Elder he, did you give the dagger to Che Wenjun?" Yu Jinglei asked softly.

He suddenly remembered that he Yiming already had five element rings, so it was not surprising to eliminate the old weapons. However, what puzzled him was that Che Wenjun was not a man as powerful as an ox. why did he pass the dagger to him.

He Yiming smiled and said, "elder Yu laughed. Da Guan Dao is my lifeblood. How can it be passed on to others?"

Yu Jinglei was slightly stunned, pointing to Che Wenjun with a big knife in his hand and a smiling face, and said, "what's in his hand?"

"Of course, it's a big pass." He Yiming said casually, "I lent him this big knife temporarily. When he wins, he will also give it back to me."

Yu Jinglei and others' faces changed slightly, and they couldn't help looking at each other with a wry smile.

Although the dagger is powerful, it is really dangerous to rashly use an unsuitable weapon on this occasion.

Moreover, with the strength of Che Wenjun, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to play the most powerful ability of Da Guandao.

Yu Jinglei, Yao daoren and Yu Xichen looked at each other, and their eyes were full of depression at the same time.

They sighed at the thought that there was still hope to win the fight, but now it was almost certain to lose.

If it hadn't been for this matter, which was obviously caused by he Yiming, they would have scolded it long ago.

At this time, under the high platform, the talk became louder, but above the high platform, everyone looked sideways.