Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 599: Will you perform crosstalk for the rest of your life?
Official-trained monks have their own concerns, and folk monks naturally have their own rules.

Rule number one: The strong prevail. Many people want to have in-depth communication, whether it is cooperation or competition, they have to fight with you first.

If you want to cooperate, you must consider whether you have the capital to cooperate; if you want to compete, you must confirm whether you are qualified to compete.

So why is it that a meek and kind person cannot become a folk cultivator? This kind of martial arts atmosphere where fighting is a must at all times naturally screens out those who are not strong enough in character.

Yan Yu yawned, and saw that the two people on the field had already left. Ye Qianru returned to her sister, while her opponent clasped his fists towards the person who had spoken earlier, and also turned around and left the field silently.

The latter stepped onto the stage, introduced himself and said:
"Youlong Sword, Sun Zihe!"

The second rule for folk monks: Become famous.

There is no other reason, it is just to get the country's attention as soon as possible and extend an olive branch of recruitment.

A few months ago, things weren't like this. Due to the ambiguity of the higher-ups, everyone was like rats in a gutter, keeping their tails between their legs and daring not to speak out. Now, with the Monk Competition about to begin, it was like a public call for talent, sparking the fantasy of a career as an emperor.

No matter how many powerful figures emerged among the common cultivators, they were all born out of sheer luck and sheer numbers. Ninety-nine point nine nine nine ninety percent of them were orphaned children, naturally yearning for someone above them to see through their vulnerability and helplessness and grant them the opportunity to be kept.

If you think about it more deeply, the reason why Sun Zihe, the "Dragon Sword" who spoke rudely to Yan Yu, acted so tough and unyielding was perhaps because he deliberately wanted to show off his heroism.

Yan Yu took the flying sword that Lao Ba handed over respectfully, and injected his true energy into it. He then felt the flying sword's gentle submission, without any adulteration.

It seems that although Lao Ba is Sun Zihe's subordinate, he probably has no intention of playing any tricks in front of his idol.

It was just that the flying sword was of a lower grade. In Yan Yu's opinion, even if it was made of ordinary iron and refined using the sword-making method, it couldn't even compare to the standard flying swords of ordinary warriors in his previous life.

Seeing that Yan Yu had no intention of signing up, Sun Zihe took a deep breath and shouted:

"Concession!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pinched the sword formula, and a white rainbow pierced the sun and hit him on the head!
It was common knowledge that the White Rainbow Piercing the Sun sword had three styles, but most people only used the straight-forward one. Yan Yu's keen eyesight immediately revealed that although the flying sword shot straight ahead, its tail was incredibly stable, clearly able to change direction at any moment.

He was just a common cultivator, yet he could immerse himself in the most basic sword techniques and reach the realm of "transforming the straight into the crooked"!

Those team monks who are not proficient in swordsmanship should really kill themselves by banging their heads against the wall when they see this sword technique.

Yan Yu was thinking, and his sword gestures moved slightly.

The pine trees welcome guests.

Baihong Guanri is a stabbing sword style, while Cangsong Yingke is a cutting sword style. The former focuses on attack, and the latter focuses on defense. It is normal to move forward, but Sun Zihe on the opposite side has his pupils slightly shrunken, and suddenly he subconsciously pounces on the ground and performs a donkey roll.

Because the pines of Yanyu welcome guests too quickly!
To intercept a sword, of course, you should intercept the sword wherever it is. However, Yan Yu's move, Cang Song Welcoming Guests, was not aimed at intercepting the sword. Instead, it just "brushed" against the Youlong Sword, and then stabbed it diagonally towards Sun Zihe!

The first brush deflected the White Rainbow Piercing the Sun attack of the Youlong Sword, making it impossible to change direction at the end; the second stab was a fatal blow. Even if Sun Zihe had any intention of continuing the fight, he would have been pierced through the chest immediately!
However, this guy seemed to be very tough and had plenty of combat experience. He dropped his sword and rolled away without even thinking, managing to avoid the straight attack. He then stabilized his body, used the sword technique in his hand again, and swung the Youlong Sword to counterattack, attacking Yan Yu again.

Besiege Wei to save Zhao! Change the home directly!
Ye Jun was also worried watching from the sidelines. She wasn't worried about the outcome at first, but she saw that the civilian cultivator on the other side was fighting for his life with every move, and she couldn't help but worry that Yan Yu would be careless and get injured.

Yan Yu's lack of dodge and avoidance made her even more nervous, and she couldn't help but scream and remind him.

The next second, the Youlong Sword that was shot at Yan Yu suddenly fell down, and Sun Zihe, who was squatting and making hand gestures, rolled on the ground again and rolled out of the field.

Everyone:? ? ?
Of course, no one expected Brother Sun to win. The best outcome they could imagine was that he would receive three strikes from Yan Yu and be narrowly defeated. Then, the Dinghai God would say, "Young man, your swordsmanship is quite impressive. You can't let it fade away. I'll write you a letter of introduction." From then on, Sun Zihe would rise to prominence like a crane, bringing his younger brothers with him along...

No, you lose and you lose, so why just get out?

Sun Zihe rolled a few times, then spread his limbs on the ground and shouted:
"Hurry, hurry! I think my ribs are broken..."

"It's not broken." Yan Yu said with a smile from the distance, "It's just bruises."

No one was willing to believe it, so they rushed over to rip Sun Zihe's clothes off. They saw that his ribs were indeed not broken, but there was a coin-sized purple bruise in the middle that was very obvious.

"God Yan is awesome!" Everyone else was shocked and speechless, only Lao Ba had an expression that I had expected, and shouted in admiration.

As Yan Yu walked off the field, Ye Jun immediately ran up to him and shouted in shock:

"How did you do it?"

Although the two sisters next to him were reserved and didn't say anything, their eyes flickered and they were obviously very curious.

"Curse." Yan Yu replied.

"Wow!" Ye Jun immediately gasped.

As the vice-captain of the Longxiong team, I've watched a lot of game videos, so of course I have a basic ability to interpret the battle situation:
Just now, Yan Yu used Cang Song Ying Ke to break the opponent's Bai Hong Guan Ri. The opponent rolled on the ground at the opportunity. Yan Yu immediately predicted that the opponent would launch a counterattack after dodging, so he aimed at the place where the opponent stopped and shot a charging spell.

Sun Zihe was rolling on the ground, and of course had no time to pay attention to Yan Yu's gestures, so he stopped after rolling, pinched the sword gesture with his hand, and commanded the flying sword to continue attacking. Before he could hit Yan Yu, the curse had already flown to his chest and knocked him out directly - he was in a crouching position at this time, so he could only be pushed out of the field!

Although I can understand the battle situation, if I put myself in Yan Yu's perspective, I would find that he always anticipates the enemy's moves, which is quite incredible. For example, if the opponent rolls too far or too close, and doesn't stop at the position you are aiming at with your spell, what do you do?
"How did you do that?" she asked, pestering Yan Yu. "How did you aim so accurately?"

"That's a long story." Yan Yu said with a smile.

"You say." Ye Jun subconsciously measured the work.

"I knew in advance that he would stop there," Yan Yu said.

"Why?" Ye Jun asked with a smile.

"It's this length when a person rolls around," Yan Yu explained.

"What if it rolls twice?" Ye Jun asked again.

"Impossible." Yan Yu was certain.

"I've shown you everything." Ye Jun said.

"Isn't it?" Yan Yu said, "He's in a hurry to attack, so he doesn't have time to roll around."

"You are too eager for quick success." Ye Jun understood.

"So on the battlefield, you must never let anyone see through your offensive strategy," Yan Yu warned, "otherwise, you're doomed to fail."

"That makes sense." Ye Jun showed an expression as if he had remembered it in mind.

"Are you performing crosstalk?" Ye Qianqian asked curiously.

"Xixi!" Ye Qianru quickly signaled her to stop talking. The young couple is just having fun, can't you be a little more discerning?

Ye Jun was also a little embarrassed. How did he get praised without realizing it?

But you can't really blame me for this. His technical awareness and judgment are amazing, so it's normal for me to praise him a few times.

If I were the vice-captain of the Zhenhai team, I could perform crosstalk with Yan Yu for the rest of my life!

Sun Zihe, who was standing opposite, didn't want anyone to help him. He limped over with a gasp and said stubbornly:

"I give up! Whoever you're looking for, I'll take you there!"

The third rule for folk monks: surrender immediately. No matter how you tried to escape before, you must be humble when you are defeated. The martial arts world does not welcome those who refuse to admit defeat. You must choose between face and life.

Yan Yu tilted her head, and the two sisters went to talk to Sun Zihe. Lao Ba brought a bench over and said attentively:
"Please take a seat, God Yan."

Yan Yu sat down with his horse and sword in his hand, and Lao Ba handed the Hibiscus King to him again:

"God Yan smokes."

"No." Yan Shen waved his hand.

In the past, quite a few ordinary warriors smoked, mainly due to excessive pressure. But if you really want to be picky, this profession injects external energy into the body every day, which is already extremely detrimental to health. Naturally, it is best to maintain health in your spare time.

Lao Ba was not discouraged. He brought another plastic stool and said to Ye Jun in a flattering way:

"Sister-in-law, please take a seat."

"What's the name of God's Sister-in-law..." Ye Jun secretly complained in his heart, but was too lazy to explain. He sat down next to Yan Yu and asked in a voice transmission:
"Do you think these people can provide clues?"

"It's quite possible." Yan Yu replied.

"What do you mean?" Ye Jun asked.

"Because they are in the same industry." Yan Yu replied.

"These people also sell pills?" Ye Jun was shocked.

"They sell flying swords," Yan Yu corrected.

"How did you know that?" Ye Jun asked again.

"Look at the corner." Yan Yu said.

Ye Jun followed his gaze and saw a snakeskin bag piled in the corner, with the handles of several flying swords sticking out of it.

Ye Jun: ………………

I guess they robbed a secret realm with a lot of flying swords. The swords weren't high quality, but there were quite a few of them, so selling them wouldn't be a big deal...

"Oh, I get it!" She finally realized. "That elixir seller must have come across some secret realm that produces spiritual herbs or elixirs, so he has a large amount of elixir resources! But he lacks flying swords and magical treasures, so he is cooperating with these folk cultivators who have obtained a large number of flying swords to exchange! But if that's the case, will these people really be willing to cooperate with us and destroy their own source of income?"

"You'll know the answer if you just ask." Yan Yu said calmly.

"Ah?" Ye Jun was puzzled.

Yan Yu turned around and asked Lao Ba who was silently supporting his idol:

"Are you doing business with someone who sells pills?"

Ye Jun was stunned, and only heard Lao Ba laugh:

"Yes, yes, you are indeed the God of Yan. You even know this!"

"How is the relationship now?" Yan Yu continued to ask.

"Not really. Those bastards are really bullying us." Old Eight said indignantly, "They're relying on the fact that elixirs are a scarce resource and are trying to drive down the price!"

Yan Yu turned to look at Ye Jun and made a gesture as if he understood.

Ye Jun was full of admiration.

The communication between the two sisters and Sun Zihe soon produced results:
Sun Zihe was willing to act as an insider and lead Yan Yu and others to find the man who sold the elixir.

"Don't worry." Yan Yu suddenly said, "We don't have enough people. Come back later."

"Aren't there just two of us?" Ye Jun asked again.

"We came here just to confirm if they have any clues." Yan Yu replied calmly, "Now we have confirmed that they have clues, but if we follow them, there is a high probability that we will find their flesh and blood puppets. As long as they can break contact in time, they can escape."

"So what should we do?" Ye Jun didn't expect that after all this tangling, he'd ended up back at the original question. He pondered, "Once the puppet's connections are severed, it will quickly rot away. So we need a way to stop the rotting. Only then will we have a chance to trace the puppet back to its original owner."

"No need to go to such trouble." Yan Yu said with a smile, "The methods of the world of cultivation are far beyond your imagination. Let's go."

He asked the two sisters to stay here as liaisons, and took Ye Jun back to the office building, found the leader and said:

"We want to meet the civilian cultivator who has confirmed his registration this time, Li Zhikang."

The leader also had an impression of this person, because he was the oldest monk among the applicants, already over seventy years old, so he replied:
"The registered monks should be undergoing their physical examinations now. I'll have my secretary take you there."

Civil servants need to undergo a physical examination to get a job, and civilian monks are no exception. The examination is even stricter than the former - even their genes must be completely collected to confirm why these guys were able to accidentally embark on the path of cultivation without any guidance.

However, Yan Yu dismissed this, because spiritual roots are indeed related to genes, but whether or not one can practice cultivation has nothing to do with spiritual roots. If you want to study why these guys can practice cultivation from the perspective of genes, you will only add more interference variables to yourself.

The two came to a nearby scientific research base, which was quite close to Beijing and the security was becoming increasingly strict.

When I entered the base, I happened to see these monks queuing up for physical examinations, sitting in the waiting room outside waiting to be registered.

"Where is Li Zhikang?" Yan Yu asked.

The monks all turned their heads to look over, and a female monk spoke:
"He just went in a short time ago."

"Okay, then we'll wait here." Yan Yu pulled Ye Jun to sit down in the waiting room.

Before the two of them came, everyone was still interested in chatting with each other. After all, at this stage, the civilian cultivators who could be promoted to the Huafu level basically had enough high-level secret realms to provide the resources needed for cultivation. It would be best if they could exchange resources and share what they had... Now that Yan Yu, the official-trained cultivator, has arrived, no one is stupid enough to admit in front of the officials that "I have a secret realm in my hands", which would simply attract the covetousness and prying of the higher-ups, so they all kept silent.

After a while, someone suddenly couldn't help but say:

"What business does Yan Yu, the great general of Lu State, have with that seventy-year-old man? If you just need a thug, I wouldn't say I'm very powerful, but I'm confident I can help."

Yan Yuchong smiled at the guy who took the initiative to show his goodwill and said:

"No, he's the only one who can help me."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions became somewhat unfriendly.

It's not that he is unfriendly to Yan Yu, but he has a hidden hostility towards the old man: You are a man in his seventies, what strength and supernatural power can you have to be favored by the Lu Kingdom's general and make him come here specifically to find you?

Ye Jun sat next to Yan Yu, also puzzled.

But she had become accustomed to Yan Yu's inexplicable foresight. During the four-college exchange competition, even though they had just met for the first time, he had already determined that she wouldn't stay on Team Liu's team for long. Therefore, Ye Jun always had unconditional and absolute trust in his vision and insight.

Forget it, I still owe him a favor anyway, so I'll just stay here with him.

Ye Jun elegantly crossed her legs, supported her chin with one hand, and shook her head slightly.

The hairpin behind her head also swayed gently, and the hanging jade tassels made a crisp sound.

(End of this chapter)