Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

in the city.

The little girl licked a string of candied haws and saw her father had packed up the stall early. She asked curiously, "Dad, are we not setting up the stall today?"

After the man packed up his stall, he picked up his daughter and said, "I won't set up the stall today. I'll take my daughter to watch the fun."

"Business? What excitement?"

The little girl was carried along the way and found that many familiar neighbors, uncles and aunts, gathered together one after another.

In an empty square, a huge canopy unfolded, and figures gathered inside, all of them wearing flowing robes and long skirts, with good looks.

The little girl cried out, "Daddy, there are people in heaven... there are immortals!"

The man answered cheerfully, "Yes, there are two 'immortals' there, competing to see who is the strongest. Who do you support, Nannan?"

A gathering of heroes.

It is not only a grand event for the immortal cultivation world in Zhongzhou.

At the same time, it is also a big excitement that ordinary people in the secular world of Zhongzhou love to see.

Although ordinary people cannot climb up the sacred mountain Junque Mountain to witness this grand battle with their own eyes, there are dedicated people in each main city who are responsible for constructing formations and broadcasting the final scenes.

On this day, everyone, whether peddlers or students or ladies, put down their work and looked up at the "sky" above their heads.

Above the sky——

There are two figures, one on the left and one on the right, standing opposite each other.

The two swords were shining coldly, one side was a breeze with wind-attributed spiritual energy, and the other side was a hot flame with fire-attributed spiritual energy.

One green and one red.

It was reflected on a girl in a red dress who was as dazzling as a flame. She had a delicate and beautiful face, and a hint of confidence and calmness naturally revealed between her eyebrows.

She rose up into the wind, her skirt fluttering. A majestic, domineering and ferocious white tiger stood by her side. Its eyes were as bright as lightning, and it growled at the person opposite from time to time.

He was a young man dressed simply, in a gray robe with the sleeves casually rolled up on both sides, revealing a casual and unrestrained look.

Behind him, he carried a heavy cold iron sword that was almost two meters long. The sword was dull and had no edge. It seemed to be nothing special, just a piece of heavy iron.

The little girl looked left and right, struggling for a while, but in the end her beauty prevailed, and she said to her father coquettishly: "...I support the pretty fairy sister!"

"Hu Laosan, did you hear that? My daughter bought a knife-wielding immortal to win..."

"..."

No one had expected that the most outstanding genius of the new gathering of heroes would decide the outcome between Rong Shu and Feng Qianli.

Feng Qianli looked at Rong Shu opposite him and suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "I'm a little curious, what is your cultivation level? Are you really in the late Nascent Soul stage? Or is it the Golden Core stage?"

After defeating Si Chenbi, Rong Shu's apparent cultivation level quietly returned to the late Jindan stage.

It left everyone speechless.

……no.

Everyone knows that you are a sixth-rate guy with hidden abilities, so why are you still lowering yourself?

Can't you be more open and honest?

He was silent and indifferent.

Smile casually.

Do you have the guts?

Let's add a rule to the Heroes Conference: Participants cannot hide their cultivation.

Otherwise just hold it in.

In response to Feng Qianli's question, Rong Shu smiled shyly and innocently: "Then did you use all your strength in the previous battle with Lu Zhuo and Senior Sister Xing Xue? How many times did you use it? I am also very curious."

Lu Zhuo is Feng Qianli’s top four opponent.

Xing Xue is Feng Qianli's opponent in the quarterfinals.

There is no need to mention Lu Zhuo's strength.

Xing Xue, who graduated from Wenxin Academy, was a sword cultivator who was in the late Nascent Soul stage and even had a tendency to reach the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. He only needed an opportunity to break through to the Spirit Transformation stage.

Xing Xue's strength is much stronger than Lu Zhuo, and he was originally one of the favorites to win the championship.

But unexpectedly, she was eliminated in the quarterfinals and defeated by Feng Qianli, who was also a sword cultivator.

Feng Qianli scratched his head with his right hand, with a simple and sunny face: "I'm not sure either. I've never won in fights with others before."

Rong Shu: "Who are you fighting with?"

Feng Qianli: "My master."

Rong Shu: "..."

Isn't this nonsense?

She has never won a fight with Senior Brother Wuhua!

Feng Qianli was glared at, his expression became even more honest, and he shrugged innocently: "So, when I came out, I found that I could win all of a sudden, it was very... novel."

Rong Shu chuckled: "...What a coincidence, I was also abused by my senior brothers at the Death Slaying Mountain."

The two looked at each other and remained speechless.

King Gou meets King Bi.

The attributes are highly overlapping, and there is really no solution.

boom--

At some point, the Wind Elephant Knife in Rong Shu's hand flew out, hidden in the breeze, and quietly approached Feng Qianli's back, emitting a flash of knife light!

Feng Qianli's body tilted, and by a sheer coincidence, the attack was blocked by the broad and heavy sword that he carried on his shoulder with one hand!

In an instant, the two figures standing opposite each other turned into two extremely fast streams of light and started fighting fiercely in the air!

The fight started too suddenly, leaving many monks watching unable to react.

When they calmed down and watched the battle, they found out——

Both of them are too fast!

His appearance is as graceful as the wind, and his movements are ethereal and difficult to catch.

Feng Qianli's swordsmanship of using a heavy sword to perform fast sword moves had long been famous in the gathering of heroes. At this moment, his sword moves were as dense as rain. In just a few breaths, the shadows of swords were heavy, as if he had fought hundreds of times!

The flashing of swords and the shadows of sabers became concrete at this moment.

The entire world was filled with the sharp aura of swords and knives.

The flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined and collided in the air, sometimes like lightning across the night sky, thrilling, and sometimes like meteors falling to the earth, deafening.

Every ray of sword light contained a terrifying force that was devastating and unstoppable, and the space it was in seemed to be split in half.

Every sword shadow was wrapped with the ultimate power of raging waves and dark clouds overwhelming a city, and the sky and the earth seemed to be crumbling.

Everyone suddenly realized that—

This is not just a battle between two peerless geniuses.

At the same time, it is also a battle between knives and swords!