The prosperous age of blood

Chapter 114
"The contestants in the 30th Cities competition are all young people under the age of [-]. It belongs to the contest between outstanding young people in the [-]th Cities. I think Qianqi will also be interested." Kadan looked at Qianqi with eyes wide open. full of anticipation.

Cardolph thought that the justifiable rhetoric of repairing the city for the sake of the townspeople, coupled with Cardan's pleading eyes, Qianqi knew that he could not refuse these two lethal weapons.

Besides, Qianqi also wants to compete with the younger generation of Dota Kingdom.

"Forget it, it's nothing to do anyway. This competition seems to be quite interesting. The outstanding youths of the Eighteenth City, hehe, just take this opportunity to see how the younger generation of the Dota Kingdom is doing."

Although he had agreed in his heart, Qianqi still asked: "What is the prize for this competition?"

Kadolf was startled, and then realized that Qian Qi had agreed, and replied with a grin: "The prizes are different every year, I heard that this year's prizes are sponsored by a marquis's house in the provincial capital, but I don't know the specifics. But since the Marquis made the move, it wouldn’t be too bad.”

"Marquis?" Qianqi's eyelids twitched when he heard this term.

The Marquis of the blood race is already the most powerful existence in the blood race. Although he has heard of the existence of the Marquis countless times, it is the first time that he has been so close. If he can get a prize and get closer to the Marquis, this participation may be more meaningful.

As for the marquis, the blood duke.For Qianqi and the blood race in front of him, that is simply an unattainable title.Apart from hearing the names of some dukes and obtaining the ability of Duke Ye Qitian in Longchuan, Qian Qi knew nothing about the duke.What kind of strength and what kind of existence they possess have always been a big question mark.

"As long as little brother Qianqi is willing to participate in this competition on behalf of Fishegel, any prizes won will belong to Brother Qianqi. Fishegel only seeks fame and not profit." Qianqi's words moved Qianqi's heart once again.

"Okay. I agree." Qianqi smiled and readily agreed.

Seeing that Qianqi finally agreed, Kadolf also heaved a sigh of relief, with an even wider smile on his face, and arranged a place for Qianqi. "Brother Qianqi, take a break first, and I will come to you tomorrow. Oh, Karoo will go with you for the competition in 20 days. You can stay together during this time, and he can also use this time to help you Explain the schedule."

At night, Karu told Qianqi a lot of stories about Eighteen Cities, and Fishegal's glorious history as the first Eighteen Cities competition venue.

"At the beginning, Fishegal was not only the vanguard team leading the eighteen cities to resist the fierce beasts, but also the venue for the first competition in the eighteen cities." Recalling Fishegel's achievements back then, in Karoo's eyes It radiates pride.

But time flies, hundreds of years have passed, today's Fisheger is just a dilapidated small city, compared with the other [-] cities, Fisheger has declined, the reason why [-] cities did not cancel the building Geer's qualification for the competition is mainly because he was once the spiritual leader of Shibacheng.

"As long as Fishegal can win the [-]th city competition, the people in the city will see hope, and I have the confidence to lead them to create greater glories again." Carew looks forward to this, and his words have already expressed this This longing rests on Qianqi.

"Huh." Qianqi took a deep breath and suddenly felt the pressure. "Now it seems that this competition is not a joke."

Early the next morning, Cardolph came back.Kadan prepared clean clothes and breakfast for Qianqi.

After breakfast, Kadolf led Qianqi to a mourning hall.

"Strange, why did you bring me to this kind of place?" Qianqi was a little puzzled, but out of respect for the deceased, he just stood quietly without asking.

Cardolph's expression revealed a hint of sadness, he took out an ancient book from his arms, clasped his hands together in his palms, and looked at the spiritual tablet standing in the candlelight in the mourning hall.

"Elders, Fischer No. 19, the lord of the city, Kadolph, pays tribute to you."

Next, Kadolf bent down and said a lot to the many spirit tablets, his voice was so low that Qianqi couldn't hear it clearly.

"Strange, no matter how low his voice is, I should still be able to hear it. There must be something weird about this mourning hall." Qian Qi stood respectfully, thinking so in his heart.

After a long time, Kadolph straightened up, handed the ancient book in his hand to Qianqi, and said when Qianqi was stunned and puzzled: "This is my family's unique knowledge, created by the ancestors who opened the Eighteen Cities era. Skills. That ancestor also relied on this unique skill to achieve the glory of Fishegel."

Qianqi lowered his head and looked at the ancient book in his hand. The book was somewhat yellowed. Although the ancient book was made of paper, it was extremely heavy. Four large characters were written on the yellowed cover with vigorous handwriting.

The three palms of the town!

"The Three Palms of Desolation were created by our ancestors, but I am ashamed. Although this skill is preserved as a unique skill in my family, since that ancestor, no one has been able to master the Three Palms of Desolation." Kadolf mentioned this matter, full of enthusiasm The look of regret on the face.

"Oh?" Qianqi suddenly became interested, looked at the book in his hand and repeated: "Can't you practice?"

"It's not impossible to practice, maybe it's a matter of chance." Kadolph said: "Today, I have a destiny with my little brother, and I will entrust this unique learning to my little brother. I hope that little brother Qianqi can complete it."

"Well, thanks." Qianqi took the skill book and returned to his room with some expectation. "During the period when the eighteen cities fought against the enemy together, the current city lord of Fisheger was able to command the heroes by relying on these three palms to suppress the barrenness. I think this set of palms should be very powerful."

Looking forward to opening the book, Qianqi suddenly found that there was no text analysis in the whole book, and it was full of strange palm gestures and movements. Seeing these palm gestures and movements, Qianqi smiled.

"Isn't this similar to the Shape Rubik's Cube engraved with Ghost Dance Sword Art? There are only actions, without detailed descriptions. The only difference is that the Shape Rubik's Cube can show all the movements, while this book only shows the key moves."

"It's a bit difficult."

Qian Qi hugged the book, sat on the bed, and started flipping the pages of the book, connecting every action described in the book in his mind. After several hours passed, he closed the book and took a long breath: "These movements can't be connected in series at all, how do you practice?"

After taking a few deep breaths, Qianqi's impetuous heart gradually calmed down, turned over and ran out of the house, and ran to the Andes forest in one breath, thinking: "Someone actually created this palm technique, and Leaving this book behind, it is impossible to fail to practice, I think it is impossible for the blood race who wrote this book to fool future generations and have fun underground."

After a while, Qianqi thought again: "These movements cannot be connected in series, but when I first practiced the ghost dance sword technique, couldn't the above movements also be unable to be connected in series? If it wasn't for the practice of light and shadow, I couldn't believe that those movements could be linked together. They are coherent together, even so, don’t think about it, just try it with actual actions, I want to see if these actions can be linked together to produce powerful power.”

Thinking of this, Qianqi started to move, and the impetus from practicing Ghost Dance Sword Art was brought up again. He began to repeat every movement in the book, and only after he was proficient in all these movements, he started to move abnormally. Difficult to connect.

One palm, one palm.

In the jungle, Qian Qi kept waving his palms outwards, the direction of the palms was no different from what was depicted in the book, but he still failed to exert a strong power.

But Qianqi didn't give up, and kept waving his palms. His movements looked a little silly, and his behavior seemed a little stupid, but he didn't give up, and just kept waving his palms like that.

Even though he didn't quite believe it was useful in his heart, he still kept moving like that.

"One palm gesture has been repeated for more than five hours." Kalu stood not far from Qianqi, hiding behind a tree and watching Qianqi patiently. "I wouldn't be surprised if he really mastered this perseverance. At least what he's doing now is something I've never done before."

One day, two days...ten days.

Ten days have passed, during these ten days, Kadan delivered three meals a day to Qianqi's place, but when she delivered the next meal, she would find that the previous meal was cold but untouched.

No. On the 15th day, Qianqi was still waving his palms, and he swung at least ten thousand times for every movement recorded in the book.When he broke through ten thousand times and waved his palm again, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

A strange feeling appeared in my heart, that feeling was very strange, like snowflakes that suddenly fell from the sky, and also like the hot summer sun, but when the two merged, all that remained was the vitality of early spring.

At this moment, Qianqi finally understood some truths about the Three Palms of Resisting Desolation.

In the nearly ten thousand times of waving his palms, he seems to have realized the long history carried by the three palms that suppress the wilderness. The beast is fighting to the death.

In front of them was a field of ferocious beasts. The more they moved forward, the more they became stronger, but they could not retreat, not even a single step, because their relatives were behind them.

If you go back, your loved one's life is in danger.If you go back, your homeland will be lost.

For the sake of their relatives, friends, and homeland, they would rather die and be trampled by fierce beasts than take a step back.

In this decisive and desperate protection, the three palms of the town were born, and the guardians vowed to guard their homeland with their own hands.

Qian Qi withdrew his palm gesture, this time he didn't wave his palm again, but just looked at his palm silently.

For a long time, he still didn't move, his gaze seemed to penetrate all the lines in his palm, and there was a touch of sadness and sentimentality in his eyes.

Sighing lightly, Qian Qi withdrew his hand and walked back to the City Lord's Mansion quietly without spreading his wings.

Karu and Kadan followed behind him. They didn't know what happened to Qianqi suddenly, so they didn't speak, but followed behind him quietly until Qianqi walked into his room and closed the door.

"Brother, what's wrong with Qianqi?" Kadan asked puzzled.

"Maybe I gave up." Carew thought for a while, then sighed. "No one has practiced this set of palms for hundreds of years. It's nothing if Qianqi can't do it. It's just that his self-esteem is too strong, so that's why it happened."

"Oh." Kadan was thoughtful, thinking that this was the case, but in his heart he felt that it was not.

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