C20 Start of the Martial Arts Competition

The moon was bright and the stars were thin. A cool breeze blew at the dawn.

Luo Hao sat cross-legged under the Ancient Sophora Tree in the courtyard. Under the illumination of the moonlight, his entire body was surrounded by a layer of faint brilliance.

As for the rusted Lightning Sword, it was stabbed upside down into the grass in front of them. Along with the fluctuations of Luo Hao's zhenqi, the sword's body started to slightly tremble.

"Phew, looks like the time is ripe."

Right at this moment, Luo Hao suddenly opened his eyes, which flashed with a bright light. Looking at the lightning sword on the ground, his eyes revealed a hint of joy.

After more than ten days of training, all of his thoughts were focused on comprehending the sword aura's concept. If he wanted to practice the Tyrant Sword Technique, he would first have to communicate with the sword, treating himself as a sword.

As long as he could cultivate the Tyrant Sword Technique's [Core Sword Intent] realm, even if he had not broken through to the congealed state before the Martial Arts Competition, he was confident that he would be able to win against Luo Yuan who had just entered the congealed state with his skill. Luo Hao was extremely confident in this, but the prerequisite was that he would be able to reach the level of Core Sword Intent.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

Thinking up to here, Luo Hao channeled the Tyrant Sword Technique's mouthpart. Soon after, he could clearly feel the True Qi in his body flowing automatically from his Qi Sea to his various meridians, and this True Qi, which was gradually boiling hot, was rushing towards the few obscure acupoints in Luo Hao's body at an extremely fast speed.

The pain was so intense that it seemed to burn through Luo Hao's entire body, causing his muscles to twitch uncontrollably. His complexion turned pale and he broke out in a cold sweat, but Luo Hao had expected this outcome and gritted his teeth as he screamed.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to wholeheartedly devote himself to cultivation.

As time passed, Luo Hao could be said to be completely numb to the piercing pain in his body. In order to cultivate the Tyrant Sword Technique, one had to refine their own flesh and blood into a sword, a sword that could communicate with tens of thousands of swords.

As long as he succeeded, no matter how much pain he suffered during this period of time, or how difficult it would be, Luo Hao would still push himself forward.

Clang!

After an unknown amount of time, the sky had already begun to brighten, and just at that moment, the long sword that was initially stuck in the ground released a resonating sword hum, breaking out from the ground, spinning in mid air, and flying straight towards Luo Hao who was seated cross-legged, its speed extremely fast.

At the same time, Luo Hao did not open his eyes, but instead, his right hand quickly extended and grabbed the sword hilt. In that instant, the sword seemed to jump in joy, and started trembling uncontrollably.

Luo Hao opened his eyes, which were filled with ecstasy. He suddenly stood up and held his sword.

This was a feeling, a feeling of confidence, a feeling of being one with the sword.

At that moment, Luo Hao felt a surging Sword Qi inside his body, if he did not intentionally suppress it, then when he swung the sword, the flowers and plants around would have been affected.

"To be able to receive sword intent from the heart is truly wonderful beyond description!"

Although this was his second time comprehending the primary sword intent of the Tyrant Sword Technique since his rebirth, he still felt an indescribable sense of beauty in his heart.

At this moment, he had the illusion that he possessed a sword in his hand, that he possessed all the powers in the world!

Weng! *

Luo Hao who was immersed in the sword intent suddenly felt a heat coming out from his Qi Sea, and then something broke. Soon after, the zhenqi appeared and quickly gathered into various shapes, like swords, like tigers, like birds ?

congealed state!

Luo Hao was overjoyed, this unexpected gain caught him off guard. He never thought that after comprehending the true essence of the sword intent, it would become an opportunity for him to break through his congealed state.

With regards to the Martial Competition that is coming in three days, he is already full of confidence. Just all of you wait, in three days, it will be the time for me, Luo Hao, to wash away my shame!

Three days quietly passed by.

After a period of time of cultivation, Luo Hao had stabilized his base level of the Congealed micropolar stage. With his current strength, as long as he did not encounter any opponents with congealed Grand Polar Realm during the Clan Martial Meet, it would not be difficult for him to deal with them with his current various trump cards.

After quickly washing up, the moment Luo Hao walked out of his room, he saw Luo Tianmu who was waiting outside.

"Dad, you woke up really early."

Looking at the spirited Luo Tianmu, Luo Hao said with a smile.

"I still need to go to the Martial Competition later. I will eat my fill before I have the strength to compete."

Luo Tianmu smiled and said as he handed over a paper bag. From afar, he could smell the fragrance of the meat.

"Dad, I'll definitely get a good ranking for this year's Martial Arts Competition."

Receiving the paper bag, Luo Hao's heart felt warm. Seems like his father had already woken up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for him, and at the same time, had secretly made up his mind that today, he would only win, and not lose!

"Un, it's good as long as you do your best!"

Although Luo Tianmu did not know what stage Luo Hao's cultivation had reached, hearing his own child's words, his heart felt warm, and a smile appeared on his face.

Luo Family, Martial Arts Practice Field!

The Luo Family's Martial Competition was a gathering that only happened once every three years. At that time, even the Luo Family's Patriarch would personally come to watch the competition.

At this moment, practically everyone from the Luo Family was already in place. At the highest position that everyone was paying attention to, an old man in his sixties was sitting in the middle with two neat strands of beard on his head.

This person was the current Patriarch of the Luo Family: Luo Yanhui, who had already successfully broken through his profound energy barrier in isolation a few days ago. In the entire Countryside, the number of people who could surpass him could be counted on one hand.

"Luo Fei, you're not back yet?"

Luo Yanhui looked at Luo Kunhao and asked with a smile.

"A few days ago, I received a letter from him saying that the sect has some matters to attend to and might not be able to return soon. Besides, with Fei'er's strength, there's no point in participating in the Martial Competition."

Hearing Luo Yanhui's words, Luo Kunhao revealed a smile that he did not mind, but when he mentioned his eldest son Luo Fei, his eyes revealed a prideful look. He had displayed such talent since he was young, and at the age of fifteen, he was recognized as a disciple by an elder of the Tianxu Sect.

"True, I wonder how much surprise this year's competition will bring me."

Luo Yanhui stroked his beard and said slowly.

"Clan leader, although my big brother is not allowed to participate, cousin Luo Hao is."

Luo Yuan, who was standing behind Luo Kunhao, narrowed his eyes, and revealed a meaningful smile.

"Oh?"

Luo Yanhui's face revealed a look of astonishment.

"Three months ago, he opened up his Qi Sea."

Luo Yuan said again, he wanted to see if Su Yun had the guts to do so, he did not wish for Su Yun to give up on the competition before he made his move, if that happened, the competition would not be fun anymore.

"Why didn't Tianmu tell me about this? "I wonder how many meridians of the Qi Sea Hao'er opened?"

Luo Yanhui looked at Luo Tianmu and asked.

"The child has established his meridian qi sea, and the Patriarch is currently in closed-door training, so he does not dare to rashly disturb us."

Luo Tianmu's face did not look good, how could he not hear the meaning behind Luo Yuan's words? But when he turned around, he realized that the many times he had asked to see the Patriarch, how many times had he been rejected outside the door?

"Yeah, being able to open up your Qi Sea is definitely better than being an ordinary person. This year you are sure that you want to participate in the Martial Arts Competition."

meridian qi sea, in his opinion, had opened up a Qi Sea, but his future achievements would also be extremely limited. After that, he immediately looked towards Luo Hao and asked.

"Of course!"

Seeing Luo Yanhui's gaze, Luo Hao's eyes were firm, and he spoke without being servile or overbearing.

If he didn't go all out today, it would be extremely difficult for him to continue staying in the clan. Today, he would show everyone that he had been reborn.

"Good, you have guts. You truly are my A disciple of the Luo Family."

Luo Yanhui laughed out loud.

Luo Yuan who was watching coldly from the side, revealed a sinister look and thought in his heart. Luo Hao, I, Luo Yuan, am going to ruthlessly trample you under my feet today to let you clearly realize that offending me is the biggest mistake you have ever committed in your life!

Just then, Clan Leader Luo Yanhui stood up and walked to the front of the stage, his loud voice resounding across the entire martial ground!

"I declare that the Martial Competition has officially begun!"