The Mortal’s Journey to Immortality/C22 Who gave you the guts
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C22 Who gave you the guts

Who gave you the guts?

The genius battle was split into two rounds. The first round was a strength test. This was the easiest and most effective way to measure a martial artist's strength and potential.

The Great Wastelands used the cultivation of strength as its foundation. Whether it was a martial general battle or a charge on the battlefield, it was impossible for one to not have strength.

This was especially the case when he was fighting against the dire beasts. The dire beasts would not be able to break through the defenses of those beasts without sufficient strength. As such, how could he continue fighting?

So strength was the foundation. When one cultivated their strength to the limit, they would also possess an enormous amount of power. Once one reached the 9th level of the Power realm, they were known as the Great Emperor of the Martial Arts. With just a wave of their hands and feet, who could defend against the power of hundreds of thousands of pounds?

In the past, the overlord Lei Ba was known for his unparalleled strength and his unstoppable aura. He was unstoppable as no one could match him. What he relied on was the strength he cultivated to the pinnacle.

It was time for the martial arts practice. The judges looked at each other and nodded. Then, from the left side, Qi Hongren, an elder of the Qi Clan, wearing a white robe, announced:

"For the first round of the Genius battle, the strength test begins. Warriors under the age of thirty from all clans are invited to come forward and line up according to the tribe rankings. Prepare for the test. Martial masters will be tested first and the Martial Grand Masters will be the last to appear."

Although there were many warriors in Qi Yun Alliance, there were not many under the age of thirty that could reach the level of Martial Masters.

Normally, there would be seven or eight tribes. Most of the tribes in the top ten would only have a little more than ten people. Only the three powerful clans in the Alliance had a relatively large number of people.

There were more than seventy people in the Zhao Family, more than fifty people in the Qi Family and forty people in the Zheng Family.

There were obviously fewer Martial Grand Masters. Standing at the back of the team was a little scattered.

Martial Grand Masters were considered the backbone of the Qi Yun Alliance. Many clan elders and even their clan leaders were Martial Grand Masters. To be able to become a Martial Grand Master before the age of thirty was already considered a genius.

Of the eighty tribes, less than half had young Martial Grand Masters. In total, there were less than a hundred.

There were only six young experts at the Martial Master level, and there was only one Martial Grand Master, Luo Mingyue, who had broken through a while ago.

Seeing that there were only six young experts in Luo nationality, Zhao Hu laughed loudly. This time, Luo nationality actually has six young experts, their progress was really huge, seems like having an alchemist master is different, why didn't I see your Master Gu come and help you guys? "

To be honest, Luo nationality had improved a little. Last time, there were only five young experts, but this time, there was indeed one more.

However, when they heard Zhao Hu's weird tone, everyone could tell that it was filled with sarcasm.

At this time, the other clans were also discussing, and a few tribes that wanted to curry favor with the Zhao Clan also followed along, pointing at the Luo nationality.

All the patriarchs on the stage had different expressions. The Zhao Family was too strong, and with an exceptional genius like Zhao Long, it was not wise for the Luo nationality to offend them.

The Luo nationality was too weak, and could not bring out any talents. It seemed that he would have to be ranked last again.

When they thought about how they would end up last in the rankings, many clans shot gazes of sympathy. It seemed like the Luo nationality would be removed from the list and would become history in the future. This was no one's fault. Being weak was a sin!

Although the Luo nationality Warriors were used to being mocked, they were still angry. However, the truth was like this. One could not refute it. That's right, being weak was a crime!

This time, they would definitely give it their all in order to win honor and glory for Luo nationality. Ling'er gritted her teeth and glared hatefully at Yue Hu.

"What is it? "I can't accept this. Even the Heavens aren't willing to help you all. It wasn't easy to get an apothecary here, but in less than a month, he died from his injuries."

"Sigh!" I truly feel sorry for all of you. He is a poor pill master and has been dragged down by your Luo nationality. With such heavy injuries, he actually doesn't have the resources to treat it. " Zhao Hu said in disdain.

"Nonsense! How could Big Brother Gu die? Don't be too arrogant, there will be a day when you will pay for this. If Big Brother Gu was here, he would definitely beat you up. "

If Gu Juntian did not appear, Zhao Hu would actually be quite nervous.

The assassins that were sent out the last time all did not come back. No one knew if there was a problem or not, although Master Gu had not appeared for a while, they could not be sure that the assassination attempt was successful.

Although Zhao Hu seemed to be arrogant just now, he was actually scheming a little. He wanted to know if Gu Juntian was dead or not. Seeing Ling'er's expression, could it be that Gu Juntian was really alright?

One must know that at that time, the group of killers had the strength of a sweeping Luo nationality. Against a heavily injured pill refiner, I really couldn't think of any possibility of failure, so let me try again.

"Luo Linger, don't be so stubborn. If Master Gu was still here, why didn't you invite him out on such an important day? You must be dead."

"Nonsense! This Zhao Hu is too despicable, they were the ones who sent people to assassinate Big Brother Gu, and yet now they pretend to know nothing, and spoke coldly.

"Zhao Hu, I'm here now, do you have anything else to say? "Who gave you the guts to curse me to die?" A calm voice was heard. Although the voice wasn't loud, it caused a shocking sensation.

The gazes of countless people turned towards Gu Juntian, who had walked up to the front of the stage. His jade-like figure had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, like that of a god that had descended from the heavens, and he was actually a young man who wasn't even 18 years old.

Everyone was puzzled. Who was this? How dare he be late for such an important occasion.

"Gu Juntian!" Hearing that, Zhao Hu's soul flew out, where did this Gu Juntian come from?, are you a human or a ghost?

"Second Young Master Zhao, what do you think? "I wonder how you got the news of my death?" Gu Juntian's gaze was like lightning, piercing straight into Zhao Hu's heart.

Zhao Hu's mind trembled, many illusions actually appeared in front of his eyes. After being hit by Gu Juntian's soul migration secret technique, he was going to reveal the secrets they used to deal with Gu Juntian.

Zhao Tiannan rushed to the stage and cupped his fists at Gu Juntian: "Master Gu being able to come watch the martial arts demonstration, it's truly great, little brat is ignorant, I have offended Master Gu, I hope Master Gu does not remember this lowly person, and can forgive him this time."

Zhao Tiannan was much older than Zhao Hu. He actually did not mention anything about why Gu Juntian had only come now. Actually, he was also very surprised in his heart.

Gu Juntian was heavily injured, but the assassination attempt that day was completely ineffective, and from the looks of it, he was already severely injured.

Seeing that Zhao Tiannan was lowering his attitude, Gu Juntian thought in his heart: What a smiling tiger. You can do anything you want, but one day, I will make you show off your fox tail.

"Since Clan Head Zhao has pleaded for mercy on behalf of Young Master, I shall forgive him this time. I hope that you will discipline him in the future. Otherwise, I don't mind helping you."

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