[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

Actual combat and practice are both very important practices, and actual combat can bring monks a completely different experience from simple retreat, especially when the opponents in the battle are serious and focused, and even inject too much emotion into the battle.

After a very difficult fight, Wu Yuxi won again. This time, the opponent she knocked into the air was a rather tall boy. He looked very mature, and he could even be called a bit vicissitudes. Just look at his appearance It's hard to think that his bone age is only fifteen.

This should be a boxer from a humble background. The boy didn't have any weapons that he could handle, and he only wrapped his hands with poor-quality leather. What's more, he was dragging his family - a bunch of children in simple clothes, big and small. Watching the eldest brother fight under the ring, they almost cried together after seeing him fail.

Although the upper limit of "Dragon Gate" is 20 years old, there are very few people who really come to the door at the age of 20. The most common beginners are children in their teens.

The age recommended by the martial arts school will be relaxed, but their upper limit is at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and this is how they select their disciples.

Therefore, for this 15-year-old boy, the failure of this fight is almost equivalent to the announcement of cutting off the immortal journey.

Wu Yuxi had never experienced such a battle before, she was at a loss for a moment when she saw the sad or resentful expressions of the children in the audience.

In the first 20 years of her life, she has been living in a stagnant inner house, her only pleasure is to practice spells and deduction, and she habitually retreats when getting along with others. My six-year-old is about the same.

Whether it's giving a phoenix feather, escaping from the mirror pavilion, overwhelming the Yin clan's sword cultivator, or opening the Lingtai for her, it's all so easy and freehand for the master, everything is as light as a dream, and only at this time, Wu Yuxi can really understand it. feel real...

and her own insignificance.

The defeated boy jumped off the ring, he scolded the children in a low voice, and cupped his fists at Yuxi from a distance, not only expressing his willingness to admit defeat, but also apologizing for the children.

He didn't know that his opponent was actually a monk five years older than him who had opened the altar. He only thought that he had lost to a little lady from a noble family who was only six years old.

Wu Yuxi clenched the small wooden sword in her hand. Before she could watch this man leave, she was invited off the stage by the martial artist in the ring—the next round was about to begin, and she had to make room for others.

Yuxi drooped his head and sat down on the seat marked "Yu Xi", carefully put away the wooden sword, and began to concentrate on adjusting his breath.

"Do you also use a sword?" A brisk voice rang in Yuxi's ear. Yuxi raised his head and saw a five or six-year-old boy beside him.

The child was born fair and clean, but his eyes were long and narrow. At first glance, he didn't think much of it, but when he smiled, he gave people a wonderful sense of cunning, but it was not offensive.

Yuxi: "Are you...?"

"My name is Hu Wudou, and I'm your opponent in the next round. I really hope to fight you..." The boy smiled and said, "As expected of a disciple of Wumingjian, you haven't practiced swordsmanship for long, have you already comprehended it?" It's a sword move."

*

"Is that your disciple?"

Miao Xuan looked at the little boy in black on the ring from a distance. This kid also used a sword, but the weapon he used was a deadly iron sword, and every move carried a sense of ruthlessness. people's momentum.

"Not bad." Cang Qi held a blue wine cup in one hand, just looking at his chic yet elegant sipping posture, who would have thought that the bowl contained ordinary white water.

Most of the food in the realm of comprehension has spiritual breath, and Cang Qi rarely drinks tea and drinks in the realm set up by the cultivators, and this habit has also been brought to the kingdom of mortals by him.

Looking at the ring in the distance, Miao Xuan knew at a glance that Yuxi must lose this time. Of course, Cang Qi's disciple is also a monk, fierce and experienced, and his age and experience are better than Yuxi's.

The cultivation base is probably also at the Spirit Opening Platform... However, the process of the demons before reaching the Spirit Opening Platform is completely different from that of the human race. Passing the pass alone is enough to screen out 90.00% of the demon cultivators.

Different from the human race, the demon race is still using the practice method inherited from ancient times. This is a must for all demon cultivators. But the problem is that the customs clearance aperture is not a gentle cultivation state. Intervention can easily cause disability and casualties.

The Demon Realm already lacks resources, and the high-level Demon Cultivators who can clear customs are only gathered in the family. The monopoly situation in the Demon Realm will only be worse than that in the Human Realm.

Yuxi in the arena is already at a complete disadvantage. This time is different from the previous few times. Under the stormy attack of Cangqi's disciple, Yuxi has exposed so many flaws that he can be defeated at any time, but this boy is Unwilling to decide the outcome completely, he seemed to enjoy his opponent's exhaustion, just like a cat catching a mouse.

The reason why this fight can continue is all because the vicious fight did not destroy Yuxi's fighting spirit. On the contrary, her expression and actions became more stable and tenacious.

The system has already started to hold grudges, but Miao Xuan still didn't stop immediately, he only asked: "What is your disciple's innate supernatural power?"

Cang Qi was also looking at the ring, he drank the clear water in the bowl unhurriedly, and then said: "Pretend."

Just like in ancient times, all demons are born with supernatural powers, so the first level of magic cultivation is to understand supernatural powers.

Miao Xuan disliked it: "Disguising is your supernatural power, right? I'm asking about this kid."

Cang Qi put down the green lamp, fixed his eyes on Miao Xuan, and said in a deep voice: "You hide your little disciple so well, but when it's my turn, you have to ask the bottom line... Sigh, Xuan Lang, you just want to know so much. me?"

The Angzang man who was supposed to be unsmiling suddenly asked such a question, especially when he sighed softly with his tough and handsome face—this kind of serious question with a bit of melancholy is what many female Xiu Ming Knowing the heroic deeds of "Qi Lang" is still one of the reasons why he cannot refuse to strike up a conversation with him.

But probably because he has seen it too many times, Miao Xuan only said indifferently: "No, I don't want to know, I just want to ask if this child is the 'experimenter' you promised me?"

It can be seen that the aesthetics of the monks are not the same, I just think this person is greasy.

Cang Qi retracted freely, and said as if nothing had happened: "That's right, it's him, my little disciple is available for you to do whatever you want."

Miao Xuan frowned: "What I want is a cultivator whose spiritual platform has collapsed. This is not uncommon among casual cultivators in the Demon Realm Heaven and Earth Pass, right? I don't want your disciple."

Cang Qi had expected this question from Miao Xuan long ago, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, my disciple's talent is immortal."

Immortality is one of the top innate talents in the demon race. Demon cultivators with this kind of talent can resurrect from the dead. Of course, there are restrictions and costs, but what are these compared to "immortality"? ?

No wonder Cang Qi accepted such a disciple, and was willing to throw him out to him...

Miao Xuan knew very well that this time he couldn't refuse, Cang Qi wanted the exercises he derived, and was even willing to provide his disciples as experimental subjects that could repeat the experiment many times.

The tacit understanding reached by Miao Xuan and Cang Qi is this - Miao Xuan has untested cultivation techniques in his hands, and Cang Qi can provide him with suitable demon monks.

Originally, Miao Xuan wanted to meet Cang Qi after casting the golden pill in Xiaoyuxi, but who would have thought that this dog would come to him first, and he didn't know why he was appointed.

At this time, the competition in the arena could hardly continue. The little girl's wooden sword was broken, and there were wounds of different depths all over her body. The system was scurrying in Miao Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness. At the beginning of the fight, Yuxi on the ring gave up first.

The ruthless little Moxiu also obediently stopped pursuing the victory, obviously he was ordered.

Miao Xuan loosened his grip on the cup - if Cang Qi's disciple didn't want to stop, he could immediately open the cup for both master and apprentice.

"This girl is really nice." Cang Qi praised Miao Xuan as if she hadn't noticed Miao Xuan's actions, "You act with restraint and have a good heart. No wonder you accepted this disciple."

It's one thing to praise, but it's another thing to deliberately let one's disciples fight the fire.

Miao Xuan was noncommittal, and only warned: "Stay away from her."

"Do you take care of your disciples like this? It's a model of a good teacher and loving mother." Cang Qi laughed, "Relax Wumingjian, in my opinion, she is just your appendage."

*

Wu Yuxi got off the ring and followed her master back to their place. After receiving proper treatment and care, she returned to her fair and soft appearance.

She was sitting in the sycamore tree, holding the two gray balls in her pocket, stroking the broken sword in a daze, looking back at the battle just now.

"...Okay, don't feel sorry for your wooden sword, I will suffer next." Hu Wudou actually sat beside Yuxi, but he didn't have the care of his master, so the wound on his body was exposed so casually, With a pitiful look, "Look at it, your master will definitely get back on me, how are you going to vent your anger?"

Wu Yuxi didn't know what would happen next, but she subconsciously said, "You don't have to say that, your skills are inferior to others, and I have no intention of revenge."

Hu Wudou looked at this man secretly, and praised hypocritically: "Ah, that's because my eyesight is clumsy and narrow-minded. So you are so beautiful and kind-hearted!"

Wu Yuxi: "..."

Are all demons like this?

Although she didn't ask, Wu Yuxi has roughly guessed the identities of Hu Wudou and his master. Since her master allowed them to enter the space of Wutongmu, Hu Wudou's master is likely to be the one they met after they left the mirror pavilion. Shadows - Informers, even collaborators.

Yuxi doesn't know why Master cooperates with Moxiu, let alone what it has to do with "establishing the Taoism". All she can do now is to be obedient and not to cause trouble for Master.

The space of the sycamore tree was opened again, Wu Yuxi and Hu Wudou looked at the person coming at the same time, and saw their master stepping into this world together, the two probably reached a consensus on some kind of transaction.

Cang Qi didn't even look at Yuxi, and just found a place to sit on the floor at random: "You have developed and used sycamore wood to such an extent, Cheng Fan should be ashamed."

Miao Xuan asked while setting up the formation: "What does it have to do with you, a demon?"

"As expected of Master Feng's former residence, the aura here is so stable..." Cang Qi avoided answering, and only glanced at the disciple lightly, "It's not bad to be able to practice here."

Hu Wudou was in shock all of a sudden, he quickly stood up from the ground, walked quickly to Miao Xuan, stood with his head bowed, looking like a well-behaved experimental mouse.

Wu Yuxi:?

Miao Xuan: ...

Miao Xuan turned around and glared at Cang Qi, and then said warmly to Hu Wudou: "Don't be afraid, I just want to practice the cultivation methods of the demons. They are the most gentle cultivation methods and will not hurt you. Sit down."

Hu Wudou was not appeased because of this, he tiptoed to sit in the center of the formation, his face was pitiful, his squinted eyes were wide open, and he almost wrote "Chu Chu pitiful" and "Ban Shi" on his face. Serve the fish", "Is it better to be lighter" and "Please take pity on me, this delicate flower"...

Miao Xuan: "..."

Before waiting for Miao Xuan to say something, Cang Qi laughed and said, "Five fights are enough, Wumingjian doesn't need this set, your master, I have tried it a long time ago."

Miao Xuan: "..."