Fantasy: The Opening Sign To Heavenly Dao Saint Body

On the battle stage.

The top eight players, such as Ye Fei, Li Yihan, and Wu Xingyun, lined up.

From left to right.

Represents the ranking of the top eight in the Lunjian Conference.

Zhao Jianren is missing among them.

The Patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Mingcheng, took the stage and gave the top eight players a specified amount of copper coins in turn.

Eighth place, one hundred thousand copper coins.

Seventh place, 150,000 copper coins.

Sixth place, 200,000 copper coins.

Fifth place, two hundred and fifty thousand copper coins.

Fourth place, absent.

The third place is 400,000 copper coins.

Second place, 600,000 copper coins.

First place, one million copper coins.

Does the Zhao family lose money like this every year?

In fact, just by looking at the tens of thousands of spectators all around, and the inn business full of Xiangyun City, you can see that if you lose money, Zhao Jian will not be able to persist for so many years.

And the copper coin bonus is still being gradually Ascension.

It can be seen that the Zhao family obtained a very considerable amount of oil and water from this sword discussion meeting, and even the Jin family and the Qian family were jealous.

The Jin family even imitated it and organized a conference of pharmacists. Unfortunately, due to the scarcity of pharmacists, they were destined to be unpopular, and the game scene was slightly boring, far less attractive than the sword conference.

In the end it was nothing.

soon.

Zhao Mingcheng came to Wu Xingyun with a smile on his face. Seeing that this wizard, who has occupied the top spot for seven consecutive years, was squeezed to the third position this year, he couldn't help but sigh.

He said:

"Xing Yun, there is pressure to have motivation. I believe that next year your Cultivation Base will rise to the next level and return to the top of the championship."

Wu Xingyun smiled bitterly and said:

"Patriarch Zhao, I am not going to participate in the sword discussion next year. The absence of the leaders of Ye Aotian and Li Yihan is not an insult to me."

Zhao Mingcheng sighed:

"Never mind, I can't participate in the affairs of your younger generations, everything will be proved by time."

"I believe that you have the resources to accomplish God refinement."

Wu Xing Yun said:

"Thank you!"

Zhao Mingcheng came to Li Yihan again.

The conversation between the two was very low.

It is difficult for others to hear.

soon.

Zhao Mingcheng was guilty and complicated, and he came to Ye Fei with a little awe. This was a powerhouse in the god-cultivating realm. He had already stood at the highest peak of the Cultivation Base in Xiangyun City, and he had to respect him.

He said:

"Ye Aotian, congratulations on winning the championship!"

"Since the establishment of the Lunjian Conference, you are the first player to reach the throne of champions with the Cultivation Base. It can be said that after you, it is difficult for a player to reach your height."

"For your Cultivation Base, Mingcheng admire it!"

Ye Fei said:

"Patriarch Zhao praised it!"

Zhao Mingcheng brought some expectations and said:

"Aotian, will you compete again next year?"

Zhao Mingcheng also heard about Li Yihan. If these two popular players can participate again next year, Wu Xingyun will definitely return. This is the situation he is looking forward to.

Unfortunately.

Li Yihan made it clear that this was the last time.

Therefore, his sight fell on Ye Fei.

Looking forward to his reply.

Ye Fei didn't think too much, and smiled:

"Patriarch Zhao, I am afraid I will be disappointed. I will participate in this sword discussion conference for some special reasons. I am afraid I have other things to do next year when it is unnecessary."

Although Zhao Mingcheng had already guessed Ye Fei's answer, his eyes could not hide his disappointment, and he silently nodded.

Passed a million copper banknotes to Ye Fei's hands.

After Ye Fei thanked him, the storage ring swept, and he happily accepted the one million copper coin reward.

at the same time.

The system Ascension sounded.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task of "winning the champion of the Rongjian tournament"]

[Reward the advanced Movement Technique Martial Skill, Lingbo Xuying]

Hear the system tone in my head.

Ye Fei's heart was filled with joy. A million copper coins might be enough to stir his mood, but it was nowhere near as strong as this set of advanced Martial Skills.

Advanced Martial Skill!

Its preciousness is far beyond imagination.

You know, even the sixth-rank Sect Guanghan Palace does not necessarily possess such a high-rank Martial Skill.

And the emergence of every set of advanced Martial Skills.

Even the fourth rank and fifth rank Sect will be alarmed by it, causing a bloody storm. Even if the sky is dark, the sun and the moon are dark, presumably the top entrants will not easily let go.

Because of the value of a set of advanced Martial Skills.

It cannot be measured by money.

They themselves are precious units of measurement higher than money. If a Sect possesses a set of advanced Martial Skills, it is only a matter of time before it gradually becomes stronger.

A set of Martial Skills that can influence the fate of the sixth rank Sect.

The degree of preciousness.

Naturally it goes without saying.

Ye Fei's expression of excitement at the moment was also in common sense.

In fact, if it weren't for this set of Movement Technique Martial Skills, would he be separated from his own passionate girlfriend Xiao Qian for a Foundation Building level swordsmanship conference?

impossible!

The Martial Skill is too precious.

It has reached a level that even Ye Fei can't ignore.

Until this moment...

Ye Fei began to return home like an arrow.

At this time.

The rewards are distributed.

Zhao Mingcheng said: "I declare that this year's Sword Conference is over. According to the rules of previous years, the number of spirit sword patterns obtained by players will be evaluated by the sword tower. The final number of spirit sword patterns obtained by the top eight players , And finally announced in the form of a post. Please look forward to it."

Um?

Ye Fei frowned.

He was suspicious of this spirit-weave sword, why hadn't it been in his hands yet, he couldn't expect that after the sword discussion conference, there would be such a long time, it seems that the plan to return to Qingfeng Town earlier would be delayed.

However, an assessment of the sword tower.

Because it's just a matter of one or two days.

Thinking about it.

Ye Fei returned to peace again.

"Hey!"

"Where are you?"

At this time, a graceful figure appeared in front of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei returned to his mind.

See the exquisite face in front of him clearly.

It was Nalan's tenderness.

Although the opponent only occupies the eighth place in the Rongjian Conference, it seems that she is in a very good mood.

"tenderness!"

"What are you doing?"

"so many people..."

Nalan tenderly stretched out a slender, white palm, and said with a smile: "Of course I want to return my Yuenv Talented Sword. Are you planning to get it in your hand and refuse to let it go, or you...reluctant."

Ye Fei just remembered that the own Fengming sword had been scrapped, and he quickly handed the magnificent sword in his hand to Nalan Tenderness:

"Girl Nalan!"

"Thanks a lot!"

Nalan gave the boy a tender look and took the own sword. He was still very happy, because the Yuenv Talented Sword finally defeated Li Yihan, which was considered a psychological balance.

She noticed the change in Ye Fei's words.

Look around.

I found myself appearing in front of the champion of the On Sword Conference, which aroused a lot of attention.

Both the players and the audience are eating this melon.

See if the Heavenly Girl of Xuanzong will be able to talk to this brilliant prodigy?

She said:

"Ye Aotian!"

"Tenderness, I am going to host a banquet at Pandan House tonight, I wonder if you can appreciate it?"

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