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A figure was as fast as lightning, flying back and forth, coming and going without a trace.

A young warrior was sweating profusely. Standing in the mountains, he panicked and found it difficult to catch the figure, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

He was in the realm of truth, and he thought he could try it. He didn't want to be able to do what Xu Weiran did, but he wanted to fight. He was wrong. The gap between him and the woman in front of him was really big.

Yan Duwu, one of the eight spiritual tours.

Yan dances alone as her name, and her body movements are like dancing, but it is an extremely fast body movement that is difficult to capture. During the battle, it gives people the illusion that she is dancing alone alone. This name is really true.

A ray of light and shadow intertwined, Yan Duwu's smug face, a erratic strange appearance appeared in front of the young warrior. He shook it gently and appeared behind him.

The young warrior turned around frantically, and turned around again and again, but he could not catch up with Yan Duwu's movement speed. He simply formed shadows, dragging a layer of blurred light and shadow, and could not capture his body movements at all.

The more the young warrior looked, the more he became confused. He gradually over-concentrated the central god. His eyes were filled with stars and his mouth was dizzy and he felt nauseous: "Wow..."

Yan Duwu was ready to go back, just avoiding the splashing vomit, reached out to fan the nose, raised her head proudly on the treetops in the distance, and said with jokingly: "I vomited another one. Haha."

She showed her white and bright teeth, and remembered that she had fainted from the fourth person at high speed. She couldn't help but feel a sense of joy from the bottom of her heart. She felt that she had done something extraordinary.

Who can do it except her!

Su Yi sighed softly outside the venue. It was not a question of whether it could be done or not, but that others would not do it. Her apprentice has no talent, but she is too playful and willful.

Many viewers praised some people for playing, some people thought Yan Duwu was very skilled and brave, and some people thought that this girl was too much. If you win, you won. Why bother to make people vomit with humiliation again and again?

Yan Duwu looked at the dizzy opponent happily, full of satisfaction, and suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, this is the ninth one? Then I won't come."

If you defeat ten consecutively, you can enter the second stage of martial arts. Yan Duwu is not in a hurry, she wants to have a good time. She wants to try whether she can dizzy ten or eight at high speed and try other novel ideas.

Maybe the next time I make a face, I can see if I can faint? Yan Duwu was very excited and inspired, and suddenly felt that she must be a genius, otherwise how could she think of such a fun thing?

A young man in the crowd was pale and bloody. His face was three-pointed haggard, and only his eyes were as bright as a star. If he looked carefully and carefully, he could find a moving introverted power in these eyes.

This person was Tan Weiran, and he was filled with sternness: "What an amazing line speed. I really didn't expect that she actually hid this skill. It seems that she can't underestimate her."

Tan Weiran laughed silently. He actually never underestimated anyone. Others would underestimate young people, but he would not. No one understood better than him how earth-shaking changes young warriors have brought about from these two or three generations.

"If this girl condenses her boxing spirit and goes to the close combat route, it will be terrible." Tan Weiran's expression condensed, and she deduced it in her mind, and was secretly shocked: "This kind of line-changing speed is too terrible in close combat."

"It's interesting to come here this time." Tan Weiran secretly regretted: "It's a pity that I can't participate, otherwise I can compete."

There is no benefit to participating in the martial arts performance in Xiaobuzhou Mountain.

For individuals, each has its pros and cons, but for sects, there is absolutely no benefit.

Whether it is Tan Weiran or the sect, it will basically not operate in the 300 worlds of Xiaobuzhou Mountain. No matter how famous it is here, its influence is mainly in this area, and it has little impact on the other nine places.

The new sect's location is just three. No matter which of the three locations, it will definitely not be in the Three Hundred Worlds on the side of Xiaobuzhou Mountain.

What does a sect born again from the ashes lack the most? There may be many answers. The most standard answer is: lack of people!

Missing disciples!

There is no reputation and influence, all of them are lacking. However, the one who lacks the most is the new disciple.

When choosing to join a sect, reputation has always been one of the very important benchmarks. Just like Xingtian Sect is very famous in the North Sea Wilderness Realm, the benefit it brings is that it has never lacked disciples.

In Xu Cunzhen's view, Tan Weiran can participate in martial arts performances, but he must not participate in the martial arts performances of Xiao Buzhou Mountain. It is because of this very simple plan.

In fact, there is a misunderstanding about the Martial Arts Congress. Some people think that young warriors represent their families and sects, but they are actually very wrong. Those young warriors represent only themselves, and their winning or losing are their own business. Of course, good grades and outstanding performance will also bring attention to their families and sects.

If a disciple loses, a certain sect will feel embarrassed and angry, and will be angry, which will definitely be common. However, it is not a problem of the martial arts conference, but a problem of personality and temperament.

If Tan Weiran participates in martial arts performance, he will bring back a recognized martial arts performance first with an absolute attitude. This may not necessarily mean that Xingtian Sect is good at cultivating disciples, but this halo will definitely be there.

Before, Tan Weiran did not consider this point. It was Xu Cunzhen's arrival that made him suddenly realize it.

With the Luoxia Sect’s affairs, you will definitely not be able to participate.

He just beat Luoxia Sect to the point where his brains were almost blown up. Join the martial arts show? Unless he wants his brains to be beaten out.

After a while, Tan Weiran came to a wasteland filled with crowds. There were no fewer people around here than those in the martial arts world.

In the wilderness, there are teenagers in groups of three or three to two and two to compete. Judging from the breath, it is obvious that most of them are the micro-contemplation realm and the Qi-controlling realm, and occasionally there are the Xuan-contemplation realm. People who watch around are old but not young, and men and women.

At first glance, it looks very similar to the martial arts conference, but it is not.

These young men, or young men, are not qualified to participate in the martial arts fair, or they have not planned to participate. These people want to come here to make luck, such as being attracted by a powerful monk.

The young men came with their elders. Being able to come here means that their talent is pretty good. For example, after passing the introductory assessment of a sect, they have been washed away by the big waves once, which is somewhat worthwhile.

The place lacks organization and the scene is a bit chaotic. Tan Weiran looked around. He asked a few locals and got the answer he wanted.

"You are looking for Mr. Dongli, where is he..."

Following the man's point, Tan Weiran narrowed his eyes and saw a man full of bookish flavor in the distance. Mr. Dongli seemed to feel something and turned his head back. It was precisely the intertwined look of Tan Weiran.

Forget it, if the mountain doesn’t come, I will go to the mountain.

Tan Weiran tidied up his appearance slightly, strode forward, bowed to Mr. Dongli and said, "Mr. Zhou Dapeng, I have long admired Senior Dongli, and today I will come to pay my respects..."

Lu Dongli is a man full of bookish flavor, with a very comfortable temperament. He looked at him: "If you want to become a disciple, you are looking for the wrong person."

"I already have a master." Tan Weiran said respectfully: "It's just that I'm here, I have something to ask Senior Dongli for advice."

After a pause, Tan Weiran looked up and looked around: "I wonder if seniors can give me a chance..."

Lu Dongli looked at it, turned around and left: "What are you waiting for? Let's talk in another place."

"Walk."

Tan Weiran opened his mouth slightly, and he was really a straightforward and neat master.

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Lu Dongli gave Tan Weiran the first impression. It was very clear. It was rare for such a person who was not dragging on the mud, especially those with such a strong atmosphere in the book.

I came to the teahouse with Lu Dongli and greeted my friend leisurely to come to the tea. The fragrance of the tea was swaying.

Tan Weiran pondered, if it weren't for the rare and huge coincidence of the same name and surname, or even the same place, then the person in front of him would be the number one civil servant of King Qingkong later.

It is said that as the number one civil servant of King Qingkong, Lu Dongli managed his sphere of influence to flourish. For this reason, King Qingkong was able to focus on fighting and dominate the fifty worlds.

Tan Weiran didn't know whether it was true. Because when he heard of this name, King Qingkong had already been defeated, and Lu Dongli was martyred at that time.

The most funny and sad part is that when Lu Dongli was alive and played for King Qingsky, there was basically no foreign land name and no strong sense of existence.

It was many years after Lu Dongli's martyrdom. A great Confucian figure talked about this person one time, praising Lu Dongli for "governing a big country is like cooking a small freshman" and highly praised him. From then on, this name became famous and studied by many people, thinking that this person was indeed a talented person, but unfortunately he died early.

Later generations have studied this person a lot and have very high evaluations.

What is particularly incredible is that King Qingshang rose rapidly and expanded rapidly. Under this premise, Lu Dongli, who governed the territory for King Qingshang, could actually maintain it. In fact, from any perspective, it was like a miracle.

It should be noted that the final defeat of King Qingkong was purely a crushing defeat in hard power. It had nothing to do with Lu Dongli, nor with his ability.

In the flash of lightning, I recalled Lu Dongli's life as fast as lightning. Tan Weiran pondered, held the teacup and savored the tea, and breathed in a breath: "Mr. Dongli, I have a question to ask for advice."

Lu Dongli looked calm: "That's right, there is no need to be polite."

Gently rubbed the teacup, Tan Weiran said in a deep voice: "I have elders in my family..." He carefully said: "Stand up to be a king and a prince, and his ambition is in the world."

Tan Weiran looked straight in the past: "I know Mr. Dongli is very talented, but I don't know if he has considered choosing a person to serve in the future, so it's not in vain."

Lu Dongli stood up and stared at him with a faint look: "I'm afraid it's not ambition to the world, but ambitious."

After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Tan Weiran's expression remained unchanged. He stood up suddenly, stared at his back, and said word by word: "I am from the North Sea Wasteland Realm. A year ago, I witnessed the massive invasion of the Three Life Dao of Huangquan Road with my own eyes."

"The Three Life Dao of Huangquan Dao is coming with great force, and it will surely cause beacons to sweep across the three thousand wilderness worlds."
Chapter completed!