Emperor of Eternals

Chapter 474
Tieniu is obsessed with martial arts practice. Before he defeated Mount Tai, he practiced with all his heart to defeat Mount Tai. Therefore, since he entered the inner sect, he has less contact with the outside world and focused on cultivation.

In this way, he has never experienced a few martial arts competitions at all, he does not seek fame, and even in order to practice with peace of mind, he rarely accepts complicated and difficult sect tasks and contributes to the sect, which is useless to him, and his master I still prefer him, and naturally he is not short of cultivation resources, which makes him like a flower in a greenhouse.

In the greenhouse, it blooms luxuriantly, but once it comes into contact with nature, it grows out.

At this moment, he was already very nervous, he was so nervous that he didn't even know where his hands were, his face was as pale as paper, cold sweat was dripping down, even the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat.

He was under a lot of pressure, and just now Huangfu had comforted him, but there was no effect.

Huangfu shook his head, then looked at Leng Feng and said, "Senior Brother Leng Feng, you should persuade him too. I don't think anyone will beat him if he participates in the competition with such a mentality. He has already peed his pants, and he is already a frightened bird!"

Leng Feng also saw that something was wrong, nodded his head, then walked to Tie Niu, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Brother Tie Niu, I don't say much, just a word to you, practitioners fight against heaven and earth, fight against heaven and earth. Heart, wits, chance! And these three things, each of which is impossible to complete without great courage, if you are so afraid of even a mere competition that is not about life and death, how will you succeed in the future!"

"It's not terrible for you to lose, Zongmen elders, your master, suzerain, they will not blame you, but if you lose your heart, it will be disappointing!"

It's not a big reason, and I don't know how to talk about it. Leng Feng knows it, but he just penetrates the facts and hits the nail on the head.

After Tieniu heard the words, his body trembled violently, he turned his head to look at Leng Feng, his eyes were dull, obviously startled by his words, it took a while before he slowly changed his mind.

He nodded abruptly, and then his confidence recovered, his complexion improved a lot in an instant and he nodded, "Senior Brother Leng Feng, you are so right, I understand, I finally understand, a monk has to go through countless storms in his lifetime of cultivation, and If you are even afraid of competing with others, you will definitely have no future in the future! I understand, don’t be afraid anymore!”

"That's good, let's go! Make a name for yourself, and shine for the sect!"

"Glory to fame, glory to the sect..."

Because the East China Sea grand meeting is different from the previous competitions in the sect, there are too many audiences, and many martial arts venues in the sect cannot accommodate it, so this time the competition venue for the disciples of the various sects in the East China Sea is located in the sect's main hall. Below, above the main peak square.

The square is vast and huge, with tens of thousands of square meters. In such a place, let alone a hundred gates, even if it is doubled, it can accommodate it. People watching the performance can also be fully accommodated, and it will not be crowded. .

At this time, Yuntai Square, the main peak of the sect, was crowded with tens of thousands of people. Among them, there were mixed crowds. There were monks from hundreds of sects participating in the competition, and some heroes from the East China Sea who came to watch the competition. , there are so many people everywhere, just counting their heads can exhaust a large living person to death.

At this time, above the Yuntai Square, one was participating in the competition, and the list of disciples of each sect was suspended in the void, and the arena below rose from the ground one after another, and there were no less than a hundred of them at a glance.

And on top of every arena, there is a light golden mask, these are the protective restrictions blessed by the elders of the sect, unless they reach the stage of condensation, it is generally difficult to break them even if they are fighting with the foundation disciples .

On the side, from time to time, there are teams of blood-red dresses, and the disciples of the sect are patrolling, but they are the elite disciples of the Judgment Hall, and there is also a temporary elite law enforcement team composed of outstanding disciples from various peaks. Each team must be led by at least one mid-stage Foundation Establishment disciple.

Since the East China Sea Martial Arts Competition is held in Penglai Xianzong, Penglai Xianzong will naturally be responsible for the vigilance and safety, and if there are any abnormalities during the competition, they will naturally be responsible.

Every Donghai martial arts performance is extraordinary, so there are many people who come to watch it, and this year is especially large, but the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Some practitioners come here to watch the performance to increase their knowledge , some of them came for the giant faction of the East China Sea, Penglai Xianzong, and wanted to see what kind of place Penglai Xianzong was.

And there are some who are excessive gamblers, who come here specially for a huge gambling game.

In fact, there is an unwritten rule in the practice world, that is, where there is a competition, there must be a gamble. The gamble of CMEC is naturally not small.

"I don't know, comrades, which clan you all bet on will be the favorite to win the championship this time!"

"Needless to say, the martial arts show is held in Penglai today, and Penglai is the favorite, so I bet on Penglai. The odds are [-] for every one!"

"I said, brother, you see that you haven't done your homework well. How can you overwhelm Penglai? If you don't lose your fortune, I got a gossip that the disciples of Penglai who participated in the competition this time are some unknown people." The little people don't have any skills, the highest cultivation is only the Second Heaven of Foundation Establishment, which is far behind the other sects!"

"Oh, there is such a thing, is this news accurate!?"

"It's absolutely true, I have put all the treasures this time on the Bihai Sword Sect, and they are sure to win!"

"You, you are the one who has no knowledge. Me, I have lost everything, and I have already put all my treasures on the Blood Demon Gate. They are the most popular in the East China Sea competitions. Every time the disciples who participated in the competition, there are good ones!" score!"

"Haha... you ordinary people only look at small profits, but I see real beauties. This time, I bet 10 yuan of stones, and all of them are on the fairies of Huanyin Pavilion!"

"You are an idiot..."

The martial arts competition has not yet started, because there is still a family that has not arrived, which is the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea. I don't know why things have been delayed. Up to now, no representative of the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea has come.

But Leng Feng took advantage of the fact that the martial arts performance in the East China Sea hadn't started yet, so he wandered around casually, and found that there were quite a few people involved in gambling under the martial arts arena.

He is not keen on this kind of gambling, but every time he participates, just because some people look down on them and don't fight for their breath, he naturally wants to follow suit, gamble happily, and play well A dozen of these dogs look down on people.

But this time, while listening to him, he realized that he was still the one who was trampled under and was not favored, so he couldn't bear it anymore.

(End of this chapter)