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Volume 1 Xuanyang Sect Chapter 63 Competition Agreement

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    "Bet?!" Hearing this, Patriarch Xuanyang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would suddenly make this irrelevant suggestion.  He immediately asked: "What's the bet?" "You and I have been fighting for a lifetime, and no one can beat the other. Now we are all old guys on the verge of death and have no strength to continue fighting. But there is no difference between you and me.  In the end, I feel a bit regretful. How about we risk our reputation and let the young people fight for us? " Patriarch Xuanyang's eyes lit up. He and Yang Tiangang have been fighting for hundreds of years, and it's hard to tell the winner.  With their current cultivation level, they probably only have a few years left to live.  It is really frustrating to fight for a lifetime without being able to tell the winner.  But the other party suddenly made this proposal. Could it be that there was some conspiracy?  Thinking of this, the light in Patriarch Xuanyang's eyes quickly faded, and he said in a deep voice: "How to gamble?" Seeing the change in Patriarch Xuanyang's expression, Yang Tiangang guessed what the other party was thinking, and sneered, but he didn't  Pointing it out, he said: "Yesterday, our two sects had a big competition in the ring. Both sides sent personnel to the stage. The limit is for disciples under the age of thirty. There is no limit to the number of people. They take turns to fight on the stage, and it is not over until no one from one side comes to the stage to challenge again.  "The winning side can take over the management of the ten cities and villages affiliated with the cities." "Huh, you are kidding me that there is a genius in your Tiangang Sect who has reached the Xiantian realm before he was thirty years old.  Disciple? This condition is quite good, do you think I will agree?" Patriarch Xuanyang sneered and said sarcastically.  The other party has an innate warrior who is only in his twenties, but the youngest innate warrior on his side is over forty years old.  It's not a fair bet.  "Haha, I'm just suggesting, you can also put forward your conditions." Yang Tiangang didn't take it seriously and said calmly.  "The age of the contestants has been increased to fifty years old, and there are three more conditions for victory and defeat: first, the losing side must give the winning side one thousand low-grade Xuanling stones, and second, the competition time must be one year later, and the location will be decided by me.  On Xuanyang Mountain. Third, you must return the stolen martial arts to me," said the ancestor of Xuanyang.  "Bah, I can agree to the first two, but I don't agree with the third. Not to mention that this martial spirit is not in our hands now, even if it is, why should I return it to you unconditionally?" Yang Tiangang said with a sigh.  "Then if your side fails, this martial spirit must also be one of the bets." Ancestor Xuanyang said.  "Hey, the older you get, the more shameless you become. Betting is fair. If we lose, we have to pay for our martial spirits. That's not a bad thing, but what if you lose? What treasures can you bring out that are related to the martial spirits?  Equal value?" Yang Tiangang retorted with a sneer.  Patriarch Xuanyang was rendered speechless by the refutation. The preciousness of Wu Ling cannot be exchanged for ordinary treasures, but he was unwilling to let the other party steal Wu Ling for nothing.  "That's it. One year later, we will bring people here. This is a battle for our glory. Hehe, old ghost Xuanyang, don't let me down." Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Tiangang spoke.  road.  Patriarch Xuanyang snorted coldly and did not answer.  Yang Tiangang pointed at the Tiangang sect elders below who were tortured beyond human dignity, and continued: "You want me to take these people back?" Patriarch Xuanyang glanced coldly at the dying Tiangang sects.  The sect elder took a look and realized that they had become useless and no longer a threat to his sect. There was no point in torturing them anymore, so he was about to nod in agreement.  Suddenly my heart moved, I thought for a moment, and suddenly stretched out my hand and said: "You can also take it back. Give back the first five layers of "Jin Xuan Shu"." "Hehe, this thing has been passed down for a long time. Now there are not a thousand in the sect.  There are also eight hundred copies. Do you still want to come back? How about I have someone print a thousand copies and send them back to you?" Yang Tiangang has always been very proud of accidentally getting the other party's secret technique, and now he has the opportunity to ridicule it in person.  How could he miss the other person? He opened his mouth and smiled.  Patriarch Xuanyang¡¯s eyes were filled with resentment. He turned his head and swept toward the back of the hall. He saw Elder Luo Tianyu watching on the ground and gave the latter a fierce look.  Luo Tianzong felt a chill all over his body and couldn't help but shudder.  I was secretly shocked: The ancestor¡¯s vision was not good. The leakage of the "Golden Mysterious Book" had a lot to do with me.  "Hmph, then you can take their bodies back." Ancestor Xuanyang returned his gaze to Yang Tiangang and said coldly. He waved his hand and saw seven rays of fiery energy gushing out from his palm.  The energy flew across the sky and hit the seven elders on the bronze tripod hard.  "Puff puff" Those elders were already extremely weak. Although the energy exerted by Patriarch Xuanyang had been consumed over a long distance and the attack power had become very weak, it became the last breath of their strength.  straw.  Seven people are all squirters?One mouthful of blood, and he will die immediately.  "You" Yang Tiangang's Qi is knotted.  Ancestor Xuanyang struck so quickly that it was too late for him to stop him.  Looking at the corpse on the bronze tripod, he could only shake his head helplessly, looked at the former, and sighed: "Smelly old man, you still haven't changed your caressing little chicken's heart." Xuanyang Ancestor  He snorted, turned and walked towards the main hall below, and said in a cold voice: "See you in a year." After saying that, he left without looking back.  Yang Tiangang didn't say anything, walked down from the air, picked up the long sword that he had dropped on the square, and glanced at the dead elders again. The sword light flashed across and cut off the iron chain on the bronze tripod.  He tied several corpses together, carried them on his shoulders, and flew away in the air with a single step.  Seeing Yang Tiangang¡¯s back disappear into the sky, everyone breathed a deep sigh of relief.  This thrilling battle finally ended. Although they could only see the changing light and shadow from beginning to end, this massive battle was enough to linger in their hearts for a lifetime.  The two sides ended in a draw, and both sides suffered losses. This result was unexpected by Lu Shaoyu, but they finally concluded a bet agreement, which surprised Lu Shaoyu slightly.  The crowd gradually dispersed, and Lu Shaoyu followed them down the peak and returned to the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines.  The next day, an order came out from the sect that all people under the age of fifty, whether disciples or elders, must be trained strictly.  Especially for the disciples of the inner sect, I heard that the amount of training has been increased several times, and the elders of the older generation must also strictly urge the disciples to practice diligently.  The atmosphere within the sect became tense!  "Compared with outside the valley, life in Wanyao Valley is much more comfortable and peaceful.  Liu Younian is just a guest elder in name only. He only does his own thing every day. He basically doesn't need to worry about other things.  As his medicine boy, Lu Shaoyu does his job well every day, and the strict rules and orders in the clan have no impact on him.  For Lu Shaoyu, life has not changed much from before.  It's just that the elders in the sect would always send people over from time to time to ask Elder Liu for help in refining elixirs to improve cultivation.  Since Liu Younian holds the title of elder, he naturally wants to do something for the sect, and he usually agrees.  Time flies, and before we know it, it¡¯s half a year again.  "Hey, boy, help me deliver these elixirs to Elder He Xingzhi at the main peak." Elder Liu handed a bottle of elixirs to Lu Shaoyu and said.  "Oh." Lu Shaoyu nodded. In the past six months, he has become accustomed to helping deliver medicine.  "Oh, by the way, I have to leave the valley recently. I have already told Zongli about this." Elder Liu turned around and prepared to go back to the pharmacy. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly turned to Lu Shaoyu and said.  .  .  (If you book friends find it interesting, please don¡¯t forget to bookmark and recommend it, thank you!!*^_^*~)
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