C21 kung fu

There was no time in the cave, Gu Juntian was still immersed in cultivation. However, after becoming a warrior, he could be considered to have stepped into the door of the martial way.

It was difficult to make big breakthroughs in the Power Force Realm by only relying on external techniques. When one cultivated to a warrior, the dantian in the body would need to begin to open up the meridians and absorb spiritual energy to increase strength.

Gu Juntian's Dantian was like a lake, it's muscles and veins were connected, absorbing the Spirit Qi was simple, and advancing was not difficult.

However, his wealth was much greater than that of an ordinary martial artist, so he needed a huge amount of resources in order to advance.

The amount of spiritual energy needed to cultivate from a warrior to a Martial Master was actually more than what other people needed to break through to become a Martial Grand Master.

Even if the spirit energy in the Bright Moon Cave was much stronger than other places, Gu Juntian had cultivated for three days, and the spirit energy in his dantian was less than half of what it was now.

Sigh! It seemed that to become a Martial Master, he would need at least half a month. It was a pity that he did not have the necessary ingredients. Otherwise, the time needed to breakthrough would be greatly reduced if he did not concoct a few good pills.

If he had known earlier, he would have asked Luo Xiong to prepare more resources that day.

If others were to hear his sigh, they would definitely be jealous to death. Aren't you satisfied after cultivating for half a month and breaking through to become a Martial Master?

Aren't we, who only broke through after training for two to three years, ashamed to death? Even if you were to achieve a breakthrough, the entire Wasteland would be filled with military generals. Martial masters are not even comparable to dogs.

The Great Wasteland was only a barbarian area. With Gu Juntian's heaven defying talent, for the Immortal Emperor to be unable to cultivate even this much, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

The days he was waiting for were always so long. After three days had passed, Gu Juntian still had not come out, but Luo Xiong and the others could not wait any longer. After all, the alliance's martial demonstration was a matter of the life and death of the entire Luo nationality.

He ordered several maidservants and the clan's guards to stand guard in front of the Bright Moon Cave, and to wait for orders at any time. Then he brought his two daughters back to the clan to carry out the comprehensive and meticulous arrangements for tomorrow's martial demonstration.

The next morning. Clang! Clang! Clang! The loud and clear sound of bells rang out in unison. The Alliance's Martial Arts Practice Hall had finally begun.

The entire Qiyun City was abuzz with excitement. The leaders of the 87 tribes had rushed to the training field with their clan's elites.

In the vast training field, there was a sea of people, forming a clear line. The tribe at the top of the rankings was the closest to the training field.

At the top of the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, there were rows of seats, from high to low. These seats were the seats for the Alliance Masters and the Patriarchs of the various tribes.

Each clan's martial artist stood on either side of a wide and tall battling platform in the middle. The floor was paved with diamonds and it was abnormally sturdy.

The seat of Qi Yun Alliance's Alliance Master Qi Hongyi was located in the center of the Martial Arts Practice Field.

The chief of the Qi Alliance was a tall, silver-haired, golden-robed elder with a friendly face. He looked down at the elite members of the various families and laughed to the point that the wrinkles on his face loosened.

Everyone knew that not only was Alliance Head Qi a peak Martial General, he was also very magnanimous. He had never had any selfish motives and especially liked and respected geniuses.

To the left and right of the chief of the Qi Alliance sat the two most powerful clan leaders of the Qi Yun Alliance: Zhao Clan of Zhao Tiannan and Zheng Clan of Zheng Sihai.

Zhao Tiannan was dressed in a blue brocade robe, his sharp eagle-like eyes swept across all the warriors of different clans, and finally fiercely stared at the procession standing in Luo nationality. His tyrannical sharp eyes caused many of the Luo nationality warriors to lower their heads.

Zheng Sihai was a burly man with a lion's nose and a wide mouth. His voice was loud like a bell. At this moment, he was seated at the head of the table. He picked up a piece of dire beast meat and began to eat it. With his other hand, he picked up a wine jug and gulped down a few mouthfuls from time to time.

Luo Xiong was seated in the last row. He had a smile on his face as he took the initiative to greet all the clan leaders, but in exchange, he received looks of despise from everyone.

However, they did not take it seriously. After all, the current Luo nationality was a little shabby, and had offended the Zhao Clan. Everyone was afraid that they would be associated with it.

There were more than 80 teams on both sides of the Martial Stage. Each team was led by an elder, then by a deacon, and finally by an elite disciple. Everything was in an orderly fashion.

On each corner of the stage stood a powerful martial general expert. He was the referee of the Alliance's Martial Arts Practice Hall.

Each of the four judges would be from one of the three major powers of the alliance. There would also be a rogue cultivator called the Ironhand Eagle King. He would also be a famous expert in the alliance, and he would rarely be a match for a pair of ironhands.

The Alliance's Martial Arts Practice had already been held many times, so it had its own set of procedures.

First of all, the Alliance's Priests would lead everyone in offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, praying that the next year's winds and rain would be smooth and that the clansmen would be safe.

After that, Alliance Head Qi Hongyi walked to the center of the stage, with a solemn face, he looked around sternly and then said: "The warriors and clan members of the Alliance, it's the annual Alliance Martial Arts Practice, this is the most important day for us Qi Yun Alliance, the meaning of the martial arts practice, I think everyone knows about it."

"The Wasteland is a world where power reigns supreme and the strong rule supreme. In recent years, the dire beasts have been rampaging, and everyone is in danger. The powerful clans have fled far away, leaving us, the small tribes, to survive.

"Twenty years ago, I created the Qi Yun Alliance and conducted the training exercise in the alliance every year to obtain resources based on the rankings in our strength. The goal was to let everyone work hard to advance and choose the strongest genius to help us find a way out in the future."

"Everything in the alliance is based on strength. The strong survive and the weak are eliminated. This is the rule of the great wasteland. I hope that this time, we will be able to choose the strongest genius in our alliance, and then we will take out all of your strengths, and make full use of your strengths! "

Then, the Alliance's Great Elder, Zhao Tiannan, announced the rules and the prize. This martial arts practice is divided into two major items:

The first was the genius competition. Every tribe's martial artists below the age of 30 were divided into two rounds, and their ranking would be based on their points.

As usual, the first person would be chosen to cultivate in the Purple Sword Sect. The second person would be rewarded with a low level Foundation Establishment Pill, and one could also choose a high quality martial skill from the Martial Skill Pavilion in the alliance. The third person could choose a martial skill or high quality weapon.

Such a generous reward caused countless young martial artists to be excited. This was far more than the rewards from previous sessions.

Second, the tribe hunts, through the hunt results ranking, according to the rank of the accumulated resources at the end of the year, this is especially important for Luo nationality whose resources are scarce.

In the end, the final result would be the ranking of each tribe. It would determine the tribe's status in the Alliance and the proportion of resources allocated to them next year.

The first round would be the genius competition, which was also the most important part of this competition.

Geniuses represented the future and represented hope. A tribe lacked geniuses, so no matter how powerful they were right now, they would decline in the future. Therefore, every tribe placed great importance on cultivating geniuses.