Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

 Early morning the next day.

 The morning light is faint and the morning glow is beautiful.

  Glittering dewdrops dripped from the leaf tips.

 In the square of the true disciple area.

 26 true disciples, including Jiang Heng, all gathered here.

Standing in front of everyone is a middle-aged man with a long beard.

 It was Wu Hao, the core elder who had a quarrel with Elder Sun at the elders' meeting.

“Everyone! I believe everyone is well aware of the weight of the Qingzhou United Forces.”

“It is related to the Holy Land’s various policy support for the sect in the next five years, to the ownership of a large number of industries, to the distribution of massive resources, and to the personal welfare of every disciple.”

“From the sect elders to the hundreds of thousands of disciples, everyone is waiting for your triumphant return!”

 “Come on, gentlemen!”

Wu Hao shouted impassionedly.

"come on!"

 The response was enthusiastic.

　　Not only because of the benefits, but also because of the fact that nearly 10,000 top geniuses from the entire Qingzhou are about to gather together for a grand competition, and I can't help but feel excited.

Being able to become a real disciple, each of which is the talented talent, is full of confidence.

Even if nearly 10,000 opponents are equally talented, they will not think that they are inferior to others.

 “Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Wu Hao led everyone and left the sect in high spirits, using his body skills to fly away in a certain direction.

 …

 Wulan City is the capital of Qingzhou and the economic and political center of the entire Qingzhou.

Every order issued here is closely related to the livelihood of billions of civilians within a radius of thousands of miles.

 Outside Ulan City.

 There is a luxurious manor covering an area of ​​more than ten miles. It was built by the King of Qingzhou with huge sums of money and was specially used as a temporary residence for sect disciples every five years.

this day.

Hundreds of servants were busy going back and forth in the manor, serving tea and water to the sect disciples who came to the manor, and offering various exquisite pastries.

When Jiang Heng and his group of 27 people arrived at the manor, King Qingzhou was greeting them warmly at the gate.

“Everyone from Daluo Sect, I am the King of Qingzhou, Xin Zhigang. I have been waiting here for a long time. Please come in!”

The King of Qingzhou is tall and burly, wearing a blue python robe, like an iron tower.

He laughed heartily and resonantly, greeted the leader Wu Hao, and also took the initiative to nod to everyone.

 Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Heng for a moment, with a surprised look on his face.

Generally speaking, those who come to participate in the martial arts competition are all true disciples who have reached the Linghai realm. Therefore, except for the elders who lead the team, all those who come are young people around 30 years old.

 Jiang Heng’s childish face is particularly conspicuous among them.

Qingzhou King Xin Zhigang's expression quickly returned to normal, and he complimented with a smile: "Daluo Sect is indeed a top-notch sect with countless geniuses. I heard that there are even two geniuses on the Qianlong List recently, which is really gratifying and congratulatory!"

 Several people’s eyes subconsciously fell on Jiang Heng.

This made the Qingzhou King's expression change, and he immediately understood Jiang Heng's identity, but he did not intend to ask the reason in detail. After changing the topic and chatting for a few words, he ordered people to lead everyone to the manor.

 “My lords, please come this way!”

 A servant respectfully led the way, followed closely by Jiang Heng and his party.

 As soon as you enter the manor, you are greeted by an extremely wide square, which is divided into several different areas according to the hierarchy of the sect.

 The top sect to which Daluo Sect belongs is located in the east.

The group of people came to their respective areas and sat down. Next to them was another top sect in the Fenghe Region - the Tianjian Sect.

“It turns out that Elder Wu is leading the team. I haven’t seen you for a long time. I didn’t expect that the style is still as good as before!”

"You're welcome! Elder Huang, you are better than before. I think you have made a great breakthrough in your cultivation."

 “Where there!”

"Ha ha!"

Da Luo Sect and Tianjian Sect have been enemies for many years, but as the top leaders of the sect, they still maintain superficial harmony and treat each other politely.

 But then, Elder Huang, who was looking at the true disciple of Daluo Sect from the corner of his eye, suddenly became determined.

“The Da Luo Sect is really full of talents. There are actually 26 true disciples competing this time, and there is even a teenager among them. He must be Jiang Heng who was once on the Qianlong Ranking, right?”

Elder Huang said with a smile on his face.

 For someone who could become a true disciple at such a young age, in his opinion, it was most likely Jiang Heng.

As for Jiang Heng, it can be said that he became famous in the face of Tianjian Sect, and the battle to become famous when he was included in the Qianlong List was to sweep through the core disciples of Tianjian Sect with his true energy state, so that no one dared to take the stage.

Countless people marveled at Jiang Heng's peerless talent, but also despised the Tianjian Sect's weakness and incompetence.

 In the eyes of all Tianjian Sect disciples, Jiang Heng has brought endless shame to Tianjian Sect!

 Elder Wu naturally knows this very well.

He followed Elder Huang’s gaze, glanced at Jiang Heng, and said with a hearty smile:

"That's right! He is Jiang Heng. He once had a friendly exchange with Guizong, and he is considered to be related to Guizong."

 At this point, he suddenly stopped talking.

Elder Wu suddenly thought that with Jiang Heng's cultivation level, it would be extremely dangerous to participate in this martial arts competition, and he had such a humiliating hatred with Tianjian Sect.

I'm afraid that the Tianjian Sect will specifically target him.

“I’ll have to remind Jiang Heng to stay away later.”

 Elder Wu thought to himself.

"Well! He is truly a genius! He is qualified to participate in the joint martial arts at such a young age!"

Elder Huang glanced at Jiang Heng meaningfully, then withdrew his gaze, changed the topic and continued chatting with Elder Wu.

 He thought secretly:

“You can’t continue to talk about Jiang Heng, lest you arouse the other party’s vigilance and make Jiang Heng give up participating in the martial arts competition. In that case, you will lose such a good opportunity to kill him.”

 “Stay steady first! Don’t show murderous intent for the time being.”

“No matter what the reason is for him to participate in the competition, this time, this arrogant brat must be killed!”

 Behind the two elders, the true disciples of the two sects were sitting behind the table, closing their eyes and meditating.

Jiang Heng felt several eyes occasionally falling on him, and turned around to see the glance from Elder Huang and the glances from the Tianjian Sect disciples who turned from time to time.

 He grinned and smiled silently, then continued to close his eyes and meditate.

 It didn’t take long.

 Someone suddenly shouted: "Here we come!"

Jiang Heng opened his eyes and subconsciously looked in a certain direction.

In the distant sky, eleven streaks of light came rapidly through the sky, and soon they reached the sky above the square, with their feet on long swords, floating quietly.

Those were eleven strong men wielding swords in the air, each of them emitting terrifying fluctuations like an abyss or a sea.

 Flying with a sword is an iconic method above the Wanxiang realm.

In other words, these eleven people are at least equivalent to the cultivation level of the master of a sect.

Everyone who has read the information of previous martial arts competitions knows that the leader of the martial arts competition is a powerful person in the sixth realm of martial arts - Xuanzang Realm, and his cultivation is far superior to that of any sect leader.

 Everyone stood up from behind the bill and shouted in unison: "Welcome the Holy Envoy!"

 Eleven people landed in the middle of the square.

The first one, a middle-aged man wearing a plain white gown, looked around and said calmly: "Have all the sects arrived?"

 The majestic voice echoed in everyone's ears.