broken destiny

Zhou Kun first answered the disciples’ residence and other doubts, and finally came the competition.

"Senior brother, I like to use my palms, but I am obviously at a disadvantage against two-handed weapons with my bare hands."

"That's right." Many people agreed.

"Whether a contestant holds a weapon or not is completely determined based on the way of personal cultivation. The martial arts skills of bare hands may not be weak. The elders want to see your talent in cultivation. In the past years, there were also those who lost with empty hands but became inner disciples. Of course, there are also those who are empty-handed and directly defeat those who are armed." Zhou Kun seemed to have already known everyone's questions and answered them fluently.

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A group of people just talked like this and walked to the door of Wanshu Pavilion unconsciously.

The crowd also erupted in bursts of surprise again, and even Wang Xingli couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's really the Zhulan Biwa tiles shining on the mountain.

"Quiet!"

Zhou Kun spoke out to suppress the noise of the crowd, and then said: "Don't make any noise when you go in later. Just register at the door after making your selection."

Not long after, the first floor of Wanshu Pavilion was bustling with people. Wang Xingli was sitting in a corner looking at the books in the room with a headache. Although there are many martial arts here, Wang Xingli, who lacks common sense, doesn't know what to choose at all, so he just took a bunch of books and sat there to browse.

As time goes by, many people have hurried away with their favorite martial arts skills.

Wang Xingli's brows furrowed more and more: "You can practice any of these, but which one is better? Why does this Yuan gathering method feel different in every book?"

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people on the first floor of Wanshu Pavilion, and Wang Xingli was still frowning in the corner.

"Have you chosen the right martial arts?" Zhou Kun's voice came from the side.

"Not yet, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Okay, just ask and tell me everything you know."

"What exactly is the Condensing Yuan Realm? Why are every book different? Why can some only use the power of one yuan, while others require the power of three yuan?" Wang Xingli, who had been depressed for a long time, asked like a barrage of questions.

"It seems that your common sense is indeed lacking. The Condensing Yuan realm is not what we are considering now. The Ju Yuan you see in the book is not Condensing Yuan. Ju Yuan simply concentrates Yuan power, while Condensing Yuan uses spirit. To control Yuanli, what we are doing now is to prepare for the Condensing Yuan Realm, and each book is different, so that everyone can find the method that suits them best. As for the issue of Yuanli, it is a matter of the characteristics of the technique, and it is also related to some people It has something to do with your physique, but in the end, you have to reach the power of three yuan to condense the yuan." Zhou Kun talked eloquently.

Wang Xingli's eyebrows gradually opened, but he said: "Then how do I know which one is suitable for me?"

Zhou Kun shook his head: "There is nothing we can do about this. It is not only a physical problem but also a mental state problem. Even if the physical fitness is very consistent, it will be difficult to practice to perfection if there is a mental state problem. It can only depend on the individual. Generally speaking, it is more stable. Better."

"Stable? Thank you so much. I thought of what I was looking for!" Wang Xingli's eyes lit up as he thought of Elder Qiao's words. He hurriedly ran to find boxing techniques, leaving Zhou Kun standing there with a surprised look on his face: Aren't they all looking for stability? After all, it’s only 7 days.

"Thunder Fist", this one is not stable enough, "Crazy Fist", well, this one is heavy but not stable enough...

"Collapse Mountain Fist", after you master it, you can palm or punch, and you can collapse mountains with your punches. It's good, stable and heavy, and it's yours. Wang Xingli took the book and registered with a satisfied look on his face.

At the entrance of Wanshu Pavilion, a female disciple in charge of registration smiled and said with a little respect:

"Senior brother, Master Ye is waiting for you in the study room. Please come with me."

After saying that, he handed the white jade sign to Wang Xingli, stood up and walked aside.

"Okay." Wang Xingli took the white jade token without changing his expression, and then walked to the private room on the first floor of Wanshu Pavilion. But in his heart, he kept recalling the relevant information about Hall Master Ye in his mind, and found that Mao Du was not there.

After a while, the handyman female disciple knocked on the door and got permission from the owner of the room. Then she said to Wang Xingli: "Brother, you can go in. I will go back first."

After saying this, he bowed and left.

After hesitating for a moment, Wang Xingli made up his mind, took a deep breath and pushed the door open. I saw a middle-aged man in white sitting next to the desk. He was looking at a book in his hand expressionlessly. When Wang Xingli came in, he just raised his eyes and glanced, and then moved his eyes back to the book in his hand. .

"Sit down. It seems that your spirit has returned to normal. Don't be nervous. I'll ask you a few questions. Just answer them truthfully."

With just a brief glance at the middle-aged man, Wang Xingli felt as if his soul had been penetrated, and a chill came over him.

"Okay, Hall Master." Wang Xingli pretended to be calm and bowed to Hall Master Ye before sitting down.

"You don't have to be afraid of me. I am the only one here who knows that you are an orphan of the Wang family in Goddess Peak. I want to ask you, do you want to avenge your family?" Hall Master Ye looked at Wang Xingli with half-squinted eyes.

After hearing what Hall Master Ye said, Wang Xingli paused for a while, and then answered calmly. "If my strength allows, I will."

"But your enemy is from Goddess Peak. Do you know what this concept is?" Hall Master Ye asked immediately.

"To be honest, I don't know. Many of my previous memories are gone. Apart from knowing that my enemy is from Goddess Peak, I know nothing else. I can't even remember my own family members. Even the senior who saved me, I I have no impression at all." Wang Xingli looked directly at Hall Master Ye and spoke truthfully.

Palace Master Ye put down the book in his hand and looked at Wang Xingli with great interest: "One pavilion, two peaks, three sects and four sects. These are the top ten sects in the world today, and of course they are also ranked. Now you should understand, right? Here I am, I don’t want you to bring any trouble to our Bingxue Sect, do you understand?”

"I understand. If one day I want to take revenge, I should cut ties with the Bingxue Sect." Wang Xingli continued to say calmly.

"That's not what I meant. Our Ice and Snow Sect has never liked to participate in this mortal battle. If one day your strength can reach that point, I will kill you. It's just the Goddess Peak. I don't want you to go there when you are not strong enough. You're seeking death, or you haven't dealt with it properly and need the sect to wipe your ass." Hall Master Ye said unhurriedly.

"First of all, I will only take revenge when I have absolute strength. Secondly, I will make a complete plan before carrying out revenge. I will not put myself in the slightest risk, let alone expose my clan. The door is closed. After all, living is more important to me." Wang Xingli talked without changing his expression.

"Okay, then the Bingxue Sect will be your home from now on, but I won't provide you with any additional help. You still have to fight for everything on your own in the future."