Unparalleled War Emperor

"What?" Qiu Dao was shocked, and then couldn't help asking, "Is this your trick, sir?"

Yun Yi replied very unhappily, "Do I need to lie to you? This is not only my trick, but the key is that the guy who stole my skills actually changed my trick into a weird one. If you practice according to this method, I don't know if you can finally practice it, but the power of this trick will at least be reduced by 30%!"

"Then..." Qiu Dao had just opened his mouth when Yun Yi obviously guessed what he wanted to say next and interrupted him directly.

"Don't worry, since I said so, I'm ready to teach you, but I still need to make some changes. After all, I use a sword and you use a gun. Although there are similarities, there are also contradictions. If I accidentally destroy you, it will only cause trouble for me in the end!"

As he said this, Yun Yi returned to his inner world and began to silently deduce his own Sky-breaking Style. He knew the power of this move better than anyone else, and he had only told Heifeng and Jiang Tianzhong about the method of performing this style. These people can be said to be Yun Yi's most trusted companions, and naturally they would not pass on their moves casually.

Moreover, Yun Yi himself can perform the Nine Extremes Three Styles because he has the characteristics of both creation and destruction. If others want to practice, they may end up dead if they are not careful.

As he was thinking, Yun Yi suddenly had an idea. He remembered that Jiang Tianzhong once said that he wanted to pass down their strongest moves to future generations. However, under the circumstances at that time, neither Yun Yi nor Zhou Guan took it to heart. After all, the situations of the three of them were more special than each other. Ordinary cultivators might go astray even if they studied more, let alone practice.

I still remember the words that Heifeng had mocked Jiang Tianzhong at that time, "Passing it down to future generations? I will be satisfied if it doesn't bring disaster to future generations!"

"No way!" Yun Yi's forehead veins jumped slowly, "Could Jiang Tianzhong's grandson really figure out all our moves?"

...

While Qiu Dao and Nangong Hanhai were in seclusion, the final winners of the remaining eight districts were also determined. Of course, there were people with great perseverance who defeated many opponents with their own strength and still did not fall in the end, but relatively speaking, there were still a few people who got the quota by bribing other strong people in the same district.

Finally, it was the last day of the melee in each district. Among the candidates for the melee on this day, there were two people who were called monsters by many Baitian Sect disciples. However, their situation was obviously the same as Qiu Dao and Nangong Hanhai, and they were divided into the remaining two major districts.

After all, if the Tianjiao disciples like them were seriously injured in this melee, it would be difficult for both the sect and themselves to accept the situation.

It was also on this day that Qiu Dao and Nangong Hanhai, who were originally immersed in the powerful martial arts and profound Taoism, were forcibly pulled out of their residences by their masters to watch the battle.

Qiu Dao looked at the martial arts field with an unhappy face, ignoring the strange looks of many disciples around him, and turned to speak to the peerless master beside him with some impatience.

"I don't know what's so good about this! I think it's best to only allow the participating disciples to enter the venue every time the competition takes place. Do the others have nothing to do every day? Wouldn't it be better for them to seize this opportunity to practice in seclusion? I'm really impressed!"

Han Yueying raised her hand and slapped him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and then warned him, "Be honest, didn't you see that Master came here specially to watch the game with you today? Can't you be quiet for a while!"

Qiu Dao curled his lips, "I didn't beg you to come. You always force me to do these useless things every day. You picked up my disciple, didn't you, Master?"

Han Yueying didn't want to pay attention to him. Why was this kid so ignorant? He didn't even look at how many disciples and elders in the entire sect hoped to chat with him. Only this little bastard could always make her angry and hurt herself in just a few words. The key is that she couldn't bear to really hit him, which made Han Yueying feel particularly helpless.

That is why whenever Qiu Dao encountered a genius disciple like Nangong Hanhai, he would always feel conflicted. He wanted his beloved disciple to win, but at the same time, he wanted him to suffer more while he was still young. However, he would always feel distressed when he saw him injured.

This conflicting mentality eventually turned into Han Yueying's care for Qiu Dao, which turned into a slap on his head. That is why Qiu Dao would be scared whenever he saw his master.

While the master and disciple were arguing, the melee in the martial arts arena below had already begun. After seeing a figure who would fall to the ground every time he made a move, Qiu Dao also became quiet in a rare way.

The whole melee did not even last more than an hour, and most of the disciples above the middle stage of the True God Realm were beaten out of the martial arts arena by the figure who almost never stopped from beginning to end.

Finally, after the figure stopped, Qiu Dao's eyes could not help but slightly condense. It turned out to be a woman, and she looked not much older than him!

Her wheat-colored skin sparkled with an intoxicating glow under the sun. A few pieces of leather armor covered several sensitive parts of her body, but revealed her round, powerful, flawless legs to everyone. Her nose was slightly raised, her eyes were full of aggressive light, her face was oval, and her long hair was tied into a ponytail that reached her waist.

Unlike the stunning master beside Qiu Dao, this woman gives people a wild beauty like a leopard, which always inspires the deepest desire to conquer in men. The tight waist that can be grasped with one hand and the round and flawless legs like unpolished jade form a thrilling and strange picture.

As if she felt the gaze of Qiu Dao or others on the stage, this beautiful leopard-like woman suddenly turned around and looked at Qiu Dao's position. Then, as if she had found an interesting prey, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and finally she raised her hand and pointed at Qiu Dao from a distance.

"Boy, sister likes you, do you want to practice dual cultivation with me? And I have a very rare furnace cauldron physique! Do you want to come!"

Qiu Dao was stunned when he heard this. He was actually teased by someone? However, before he could speak, the stunning master beside him snorted coldly.

"Before you attack my disciple, you'd better check your ability first, so as not to lose more than you gain!"

The woman was not offended at all, and her smile became even brighter. "Don't worry, Uncle Han. This time, my nephew has absolutely no other ideas. I really want to be with Junior Brother Qiu Dao as a dual cultivation partner. I hope Uncle Han can help us and not break up this pair of hard-working lovers. After all, the future belongs to us young people!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the field was in an uproar. Qi Yao, who always looked up to others, said such undisguised words. Regardless of what her plan was, at least she dared to take the initiative to provoke Han Yueying and mocked her for being old from the side, which showed that Qi Yao's plan was definitely not small.

After all, although Qi Yao had a heroic character, she attached great importance to her own reputation. Today, she took the initiative to say these words, which proved her thoughts.

Han Yueying paused slightly. She didn't expect this girl to be so open-minded, but before she could speak, Qiu Dao spoke first.

"Compared to becoming a Taoist couple, I am more looking forward to the upcoming fight with Senior Sister!"