Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 185 On the Game Behind the Martial Arts Conference

With a flash in his eyes, Zhang Shan was a little surprised when he looked at the familiar Lingyan Square.

Originally, I thought it would be sent to a certain competition venue, but I didn't expect to return to the Spirit Mirage Plaza where we gathered before the competition.

When he appeared, countless sharp eyes stared at him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Then I noticed the big screen wall standing next to the high platform, which was showing the situation in front of the Lihen Tower in the second pass.

In front of the Lihen Tower after they left, a big scuffle is now unfolding.

Obviously, inspired by the Zhangshan trade fair, the rest of the people also discovered that besides the nameplates with the same number as their own, other nameplates are also of great value.

Although the instigator has already left, the next person can follow suit and continue to do it. This efficiency is much faster than searching for it by yourself.

Grab enough nameplates, and unite with some people, it is estimated that he can become the second Zhang Shan.

Therefore, the pile of nameplates left by Zhang Shan became the fuse of the war and ignited this melee.

Immediately, the robbers who left together also appeared on the teleportation array one after another.

Sun Xiaodong looked around for a while: "How did you come back here? Isn't there a third level?"

"Maybe we need to change the place. Let's not talk about it. It's too eye-catching to stand here. I'll go back to the sect to meet the teacher first, and then I will contact you at that time."

Feeling the elders of the various sects looking at him like sharp swords, Zhang Shan hurriedly greeted everyone, jumped off the high platform, and walked towards Wentianzong's area.

"I have met my uncle, my respected master, and all the chief elders."

Zhang Shan bowed respectfully to all the high-ranking sects, he could not see the kind of arrogance and unruly in the competition at all.

Yan Suifeng nodded gently and said: "You have done a good job, and you need to make persistent efforts."

Feeling the appreciation from the chief seat, Zhang Shan was slightly flattered, and quickly bowed and agreed.

At this time, Nan Ruoli couldn't help laughing and said, "You kid, you never follow common sense, but you did well in the competition, and you didn't disappoint me."

At this time Yuan Zhengyi also smiled and said: "Zhang Shan, you have added a lot of glory to the sect this time, and the sect will definitely reward you after the match. I hope you can make great progress in the next match."

Zhang Shan said modestly: "Thank you Yuan Shouzuo for your compliment, this disciple will definitely do his best."

"Yes, after the competition, if you have time, you might as well come to Huangyan Peak for a sit down." Yuan Zhengyi continued.

Yan Suifeng and Nan Ruoli exchanged a look, both showing a trace of astonishment.

Elder Zheng of Chiyang Peak frowned slightly, apparently Yuan Zhengyi's words also exceeded his expectations.

Inviting a disciple to be a guest is not like Yuan Zhengyi's usual style of doing things.

Zhang Shan was also a little confused, but he quickly responded with his mouth.

Yuan Zhengyi nodded slightly, then turned his head away.

"Brother, what did Yuan Zhengyi do?"

Nan Ruoli sent a sound transmission with his spiritual consciousness.

"I'm also surprised, but anyway, it's just a good thing and not a bad thing, don't worry about it, just let it be."

Yan Suifeng thought about it.

Nan Ruoli thought about it too: "Then I'll take Zhang Shan down first to see if the kid is injured, and then I'll tell him about the next game."

Afterwards, Nan Ruoli brought Zhang Shan to a courtyard on Lingyan Island.

"What kind of injury did you suffer during the game?"

After taking his seat, Nan Ruo left the mouth and said.

"It's just minor injuries, nothing serious, Master don't need to worry." Zhang Shan said hastily.

Nan Ruoli held onto his pulse door, and poured a piece of true energy in. After swimming around for a while, he nodded and said:

"It's best to be fine, then tell me what happened during the game."

Zhang Shan sorted out his thoughts and began to briefly talk about things in the game.

Among them, the killing of Li Ruofeng and peeking at Miao Caiying are of course not mentioned, and other things are irrelevant.

After that, it was about Qin.

He told Nan Ruoli in detail about meeting Qin and chasing Wei Kong, the subsequent battle and so on, hoping that Master could understand Qin's strict calendar from it.

"It turns out that this person was actually killed by you? This time, it was because of this person's appearance that we temporarily decided to change the competition system." Nan Ruoli said emotionally.

"The higher-ups have already discovered this matter?" Zhang Shan asked unexpectedly.

"Wang Gongfeng, who monitored the barrier of the illusion, noticed something abnormal, and then notified the chief referee of this session, Master Rong of the Kaogong Hall. After discussing with the various factions, it was changed to a group arena."

Nan Ruoli explained to him: "But I didn't find the intruder, I didn't expect to be killed by you, um, I have to inform Senior Brother Yan and Hall Master Rong about this."

After casually sending out two communication talismans, she pondered for a while and continued: "Next, let me tell you about the purpose of the Martial Arts Conference of various sects."

"Purpose? Isn't it for comparing the strength of the young disciples of different sects?" Zhang Shan asked curiously.

"Of course it's not that simple. Otherwise, wouldn't the Eight Great Sects let their disciples participate in this kind of life-and-death competition?"

Nan Ruoli shook his head and said: "Cultivation is an extremely resource-intensive thing. For refining various materials such as spiritual tools and formations, various spiritual herbs for refining elixir, or spiritual stones, do you think they are dropped from the sky? Did you come down?"

"These are the foundations for the survival of the sect, and where do these things come from? Of course they are produced in places such as mines and forests in the mainland. Therefore, whoever can occupy more of these places will have abundant resources."

"These disciples understand it all, but does it have anything to do with the sects discussing martial arts?" Zhang Shan still didn't understand.

"Of course it is related, because some areas are shared by all factions, and the shares will be redistributed according to the results of each faction after each faction's martial arts conference."

"Master, what you mean is that schools with good results in the competition will have more shares, right?" Zhang Shan suddenly said.

"Exactly, every conference is a new round of carve-up conference, that's why the sect attaches so much importance to this competition, and the conference can't help life and death, that's the reason."

Nan Ruoli went on to say: "Moreover, this conference is also related to the allocation of quotas to enter a cave, so there is absolutely no room for loss, and of course we at Cyanwood Peak need to do our part in it."

Seeing Shizun looking at him with burning eyes, Zhang Shan was a little restless: "Master, you are..."

"The competition for the final ranking should be among the players at the ninth level of the True Martial Realm. Although your level is still a bit low..."

As Nan Ruoli said, he couldn't help sighing: "However, among the disciples I sent from Cyanwood Peak this time, An Lixing's realm is the highest, but only the Eighth Level of True Martial Arts, ranking at the bottom of the five peaks."

"So, is it possible that Master is pinning his hopes on me? Well, my disciple is under a lot of pressure." Zhang Shan couldn't help saying.

"In the previous competition, with the suppression of your soul skills, the Zhenwu Eighth Layer was basically no problem. Maybe you can create another miracle against the Zhenwu Ninth Layer? As a teacher, I am very optimistic about you."

Nan Ruoli looked at him and said with a smile.

Zhang Shan said with a bitter face, "Well, disciple, I will do my best, but I can't promise to make it to the end."

(End of this chapter)