Lin Xiaotian glanced at him indifferently: "The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, do you little sects point to the big sect to live? If there is an enemy attack, the big sect will take the responsibility, do the small sects only know how to hide behind?"
Shao Xiuwen caressed his chest lightly, knowing that what Lin Xiaotian said made sense, but he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.
"Why... not publish it directly?"
"Because I don't trust the demon clan." This time, it was Xu Ziyan who spoke for Lin Xiaotian.
He could see that Shao Xiuwen felt a little uncomfortable because of what Lin Xiaotian just said. If Lin Xiaotian continued to explain it, it might not be of any use. It is better to let him as a bystander to speak. At least Shao Xiuwen's heart can be less defensive Some.
"Don't trust...?" Shao Xiuwen understood what Xu Ziyan meant as soon as he spoke.
Although the leaders of the demon clan and the human race agreed to coexist peacefully, they also knew how unwilling the demon clan was to be trapped in a barren place west of the extreme west.
The existence of the extreme west is certainly a training ground for both sides, but on the other hand, isn't it the monk's defense against demon cultivators
If such news is announced, who can guarantee that a large number of monks will go to the extreme west to fight? If in a 'peaceful' environment, cultivators were forced to protect the extreme west, would it be opposed by most people
And once the front line in the extreme west is at a disadvantage, who can guarantee that the demon clan will not take the opportunity to counterattack
At that time, let those pampered monks go to the battlefield, I am afraid this is forcing them to die!
Shao Xiuwen was not stupid, Xu Ziyan understood the meaning of the other party with just a few words.
Now the Far West Front is implementing a policy of compulsory conscription. Each sect has to undertake a different amount of conscription according to the number of sects. Because they are worried about the threat of the demon clan, if any sect refuses to send troops, it will inevitably cause resistance from all other sects. But even so, there are still many cultivators trying their best to avoid this kind of compulsory military service. If you let them know that it is unlikely that the monster clan will attack in a big way, what kind of troubles may be caused...
Shao Xiuwen sighed deeply. No one wants to send their relatives and friends to the battlefield, but if everyone thinks this way, when the battle really happens, who can you count on
Xu Ziyan patted Shao Xiuwen on the shoulder: "The cultivator is always going against the sky. Even if there is no extreme western land, how many people will die for the treasures of the secret realm?"
Shao Xiuwen was shocked when he heard the words, and he suddenly realized that he had gotten into the tip of the bull's horn.
The cultivator Yaoxiang has cultivated the Dao, and there are countless trials and crises in his life. Looking at the entire Xuanyu Domain, why are there almost only a handful of cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage, but there are so many cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage? It's not just because there are too many life-and-death crises on the way to cultivate the Dao.
He patted his head lightly, smiled and shook his head: "It's me who took the photo..."
Seeing that he was thinking about it, Xu Ziyan patted him on the shoulder again, Shao Xiuwen raised his head, the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent...
Except... ahem... Xu Zirong, who suddenly appeared between the two of them, isolating them from looking at each other...
Shao Xiuwen, Xu Ziyan: …
Shao Xiuwen's heart: Xu Zirong, you haven't grown up yet, you little brat who haunts your brother all day long! Can you have a bit of a break!
Xu Zirong looked calm, as if he didn't see the contempt in Shao Xiuwen's eyes at all...
Xu Ziyan held his forehead silently, "Okay, okay, it's his bottom line to prohibit Xu Zirong from being too intimate with himself in front of others. As for this kind of small flaw, he doesn't force it. →. →Anyway, it's not a day or two that he was said to be a pet brother madman, so let's just break the jar and break it!
"Should I continue to talk about that Demon Race?" Lin Xiaotian helped them out with a blank expression.
Shao Xiuwen nodded quickly, and at the same time he couldn't help feeling apologetic to Lin Xiaotian. He just accused Lin Xiaotian of being completely unreasonable, not to mention that this matter should have been dealt with in this way, even if it shouldn't, it should have been formulated The responsibility of the people in this plan is related to Lin Xiaotian
Because of his guilt, Shao Xiuwen's attitude towards Lin Xiaotian became more and more polite. He didn't expect that Lin Xiaotian couldn't resist such a warm person at all. As a result, the relationship between the two was a bit better than before.
Lin Xiaotian's battle actually didn't contain much content, mostly his description of the Demon Race.
Similar to what is recorded in the records, the appearance of the demons is similar to that of humans, but they have long horns on their heads and tails behind their hips. The color of their skin is also very different from that of humans, and most of them are darker colors.
The one Lin Xiaotian encountered was a demon with dark skin, bald hair and no hair on the top of his head, and only two horns.
This demon doesn't know any magic, but his skin glows with a strange metallic luster.
After Lin Xiaotian's test, his skin was at least ten times harder than the body repair of the same cultivation level, and his strength was also amazing, wielding a half-human-high long knife with a certain momentum.
With the same cultivation level, Jianxiu's combat power is the highest. A demon in the early stage of condensing veins is not enough to see in front of Lin Xiaotian. After a few trials, Lin Xiaotian found that the way the demons really fought was really good. In particular, because of his rough skin and thick flesh, and his super recovery ability, his favorite thing to do is to exchange injuries for injuries.
The same injury, even if it is not fatal, will lose most of the combat power on the cultivator, but it can fall on the magic cultivator, but it can be healed in a very short period of time. The flaws are less obvious.
"Is that so... They don't know any magic at all?" Xu Ziyan asked, tapping lightly on his cheek.
Lin Xiaotian recalled it for a while and affirmed: "At least the one I played against is not at all."
"Since this is the case, we just have to play a few more games, let's explore the bottom." Xu Ziyan looked at Lin Xiaotian and Shao Xiuwen, the two looked at each other and nodded.
Although Lin Xiaotian had just finished a fight, this battle did not put any pressure on him at all, and he started to apply for the next one without resting.
Xu Zirong, Xu Ziyan, Shao Xiuwen, etc. also applied for their first battle, and soon, the four figures disappeared from the room.
At the moment when the battle started, Xu Ziyan felt that he had fallen into an environment without a trace of light in the dark.
He calmly held his breath, although the cultivator had many spells that could create light, revealing his position in such an absolutely dark environment was tantamount to setting up a target for others to attack.
He didn't dare to release his consciousness, and he didn't dare to stay where he was, so he dodged a few steps away without making a loud noise and avoiding the position where the opponent might attack...
whoosh…
A broken voice came from Xu Ziyan's ears, Xu Ziyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and rolled on the spot—
Hearing a loud bang, a small splash made a shallow bloodstain on Xu Ziyan's cheek.
Xu Ziyan was half-squatting on the ground, his ears erected to distinguish all kinds of small voices, he didn't dare to release the spiritual shield, with his thunder-type spiritual energy plus Xiaoqing's violent power, once he released the spiritual shield, it would be equivalent to giving himself Wrapped in a huge egg shell, the conspicuous can't be conspicuous any more...
whoosh…
Xu Ziyan retreated abruptly, dodging another attack from the opponent, and drew out his longbow with his backhand, and a Lei Ling arrow shot in the direction of the sound of breaking through the air.
The Lei Ling arrow shot out in a hurry, but followed by three crackling noises and slapped the Lei Ling arrow fiercely, and the Lei Ling arrow was shattered abruptly.
Xu Ziyan's eyes narrowed. He had already made a basic judgment on the enemy's strength. The opponent's cultivation base should be similar to his own, but he didn't seem to have any means of magic attack. Judging from the several attacks organized by the opponent, the opponent seemed to be very strong. Knowing where you are, you probably have a special ability to see in the dark.
Now that he knew that his position couldn't be hidden, Xu Ziyan didn't take any chances, and decisively released a shroud of spiritual power shining with purple lightning to protect his entire body.
As soon as the spiritual shield was released, the opponent's whip was drawn towards him. Xu Ziyan flicked his fingertips, and a tiny purple light spot that was barely noticeable stuck to the whip.
Whoosh whoosh!
Contrary to Xu Ziyan's expectations, the opponent seemed to have not only one whip, but at least three whips, which were drawn towards Xu Ziyan's spiritual shield.
Xu Ziyan's expression changed suddenly, he rolled three times on the spot, and released two Thunder Spirit arrows at the same time, and then he escaped the plot in a dreadful way.
"Miscalculation!" Xu Ziyan looked depressed. Normally, whips belong to Ruan's weapons, and they are more difficult to control. The opponent can use four whips at the same time, which is too outrageous!
clap clap clap!
The opponent's move prevailed, and the whip began to be drawn one after another. Xu Ziyan defended it with difficulty, and seemed to be firmly suppressed. Even many onlookers outside felt that he was defeated, but no one He noticed that on the tip of his index finger, a little white awn had begun to expand gradually, and it showed a trend of getting brighter and brighter.
Outside the arena, a very lively hall is full of people, but if you look closely, you can tell that the entire hall is divided into three distinct parts, one part is monks, the other part is different in appearance The last part of the demon race is naturally similar to humans, but with horns on the head and tails behind it.
The three groups of people are distributed around the hall, surrounded by a huge central counter in the center. There are three light balls behind the counter, which correspond to the three major races. Everyone present is a fighter in the battle tower. And every fighter can bet on his favorite fighter through this ball of light—
—That’s right, this is the busiest casino in the Battle Tower other than the trading floor. Here, any fighter who has more than 10 points can enter here and bet on their favorite fighter.
Xu Ziyan and the others just became fighters and haven't participated in the competition, so apart from the rules of the battle tower, there are many things they don't know at all, such as this casino...