Time flies like an arrow, and a year goes by in a blink of an eye.
On the top of the hill where Xing Jue lived, there stood a huge iron pillar with a diameter of one and a half meters and a height of more than ten meters long. The iron pillars are deeply embedded in the rocks on the top of the mountain. From a distance, they look like the King Kong Ruyi Rod of the Monkey King, giving people an indestructible feeling.
But when you look closely, you will be shocked to find that there are dense palm prints on this seemingly indestructible iron pillar. The shallowest palm prints are only one centimeter deep, and the deepest ones are actually several centimeters deep. And these palm prints Naturally, it was done by Xing Jue.
At this moment, Xing Jue was standing in front of the iron pillar. He was dressed in black clothes, fluttering in the wind. He looked particularly energetic, and his originally delicate and immature face was also a little more mature. Xing Jue looked at the iron pillar close at hand. He slowly raised his right hand, and at the moment he raised his hand, a large amount of pale golden martial energy poured into his right hand.
With the influx of a large amount of martial energy, Xingjue's right hand actually began to emit a golden light, and as the martial energy continued to condense, the light became more and more powerful. When it reached its peak, it was very dazzling, and a terrifying The breath also emanated from his right palm.
"Wind-Eating Palm" Xing Jue suddenly shouted loudly, raised his right hand that gathered strong light, and blasted it fiercely at the huge iron pillar, and the light in his right hand turned into one, and Xing Jue The radiant palm prints of the same size as the palms swept towards the direction of the iron pillar with a series of gorgeous afterimages.
"Rumble"
The palm print of light hit the iron pillar without any surprise, and a harsh roar also spread out from the iron pillar. Even the land above the mountain trembled slightly.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."
A palm print twenty centimeters deep was engraved on the iron pillar, and small cracks began to spread from the palm mark, and finally became larger and larger, spreading to the entire iron pillar.
"Boom" As the crack became deeper and deeper, Tie Zhu finally fell to the ground with a loud noise.
"Haha, did you finally succeed?" He looked at the iron pillar Xingjue that fell to the ground and broke into several pieces and laughed excitedly.
After a year of hard training, Xingjue has now mastered the Xuan-level elementary martial art "Wind-Eating Palm", and his own strength has reached the terrifying level of the peak of high-level martial arts. He is even far away from the "Martial Sect" It's only one step away. This kind of cultivation speed is not an exaggeration even if it is described as a monster.
If the head of the Xing family and the instructors knew about Xingjue's current achievements, they would definitely regret giving up on Xingjue in the first place. After all, the future of such a young man with such terrifying cultivation talent is limitless.
"Oops, has something happened?" Just when Xing Jue was happy that he had successfully mastered the Wind-Eating Palm, the communication talisman hanging on his chest suddenly felt a burning sensation, and then disappeared into a line of blue smoke.
There are generally two communication talismans, which are specially used for emergency communication. Before Xing Jue went up the mountain to practice, he had given Mr. Zhang a communication talisman. Now that the communication talisman has reacted, this means that something must have happened to Mr. Zhang. matter.
When he felt something was wrong, Xing Jue hurriedly rushed down the mountain at a speed that even the cheetah in the jungle could not catch up with.
At this moment, in the Xingzi Tavern, Zhang Laozheng was walking back and forth in the room with a frown on his face. He was holding a golden notebook in his hands behind his back, with two large characters "invitation" written on it.
"Mr. Zhang, who sent this invitation? Why are you so unhappy?" Seeing Mr. Zhang's frown, Xiao Hong asked curiously. (The girl who was molested by the bully a year ago) "Haha, Xiaohong, do you know about the "Three Clans Conference" in Yunzong City?" Seeing Xiaohong's curiosity, Mr. Zhang asked Xiaohong with a smile.
"Of course you know the Three Clans Conference. This is a grand event held every three years in Yun Zong City. It is jointly organized by the three martial arts families in Yun Zong City, the Xing family, the Zhao family, and the Lu family. The three families will be included in the conference. The best "new blood" will be selected among them and then compete, and the final winner will receive generous rewards provided by the three families, and the family that wins the new blood will also get three years of Yunzong City. Take control." Xiao Hong said seriously. It was obvious that even she, a little girl, knew very much about this so-called Tri-Tribe Conference.
"Yes, it's very detailed, and this is the invitation to the meeting of the three tribes." Old Zhang handed the invitation to Xiao Hong and said with a smile.
"What? An invitation to the meeting of the three tribes? Only high-ranking officials and nobles can receive this. Why isn't Mr. Zhang happy with such an expensive invitation?" Xiaohong said after receiving the invitation, she still had some doubts in her heart.
"You actually...invited brother Xing Jue?" Xiao Hong suddenly realized after opening the invitation.
Mr. Zhang once told them about the punishment.
And Xiao Hong is a smart girl, so naturally she thought of Zhang Lao's worry about Xing Jue, because Xing Jue was once the most outstanding new blood of the Xing family, but because there was no Qi Hai in his body, he became a waste blood. An important figure in the Xing family became the manager of the tavern in this remote town. It was like falling from the sky to the earth.
This conference of three clans is also a competition between the new blood of three martial arts families. If Xing Jue goes there, he will inevitably suffer a certain blow in his heart.
"Well, that's right, this invitation is for Xingjue." Seeing that Xiaohong actually guessed the sadness in his heart, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but marvel at the little girl's intelligence, and then said happily. But this invitation is a bit strange. Logically speaking, Xing Jue is now abandoned by the Xing family. Even if he can continue to stay in the Xing family, he will only be a slave. For such an important meeting, He would not be invited to participate at all, but now Xingjue has received one. There must be something in it, but he can't guess it.
"A meeting of the three tribes? I must go to such a grand gathering." At this moment, a refreshing young voice sounded outside the door, and the person who came was none other than Xing Jue.
Now Xingjue is a high-level martial artist, and he is only one step away from the martial arts sect. Therefore, all the organs in his body are much stronger than those of normal people. Because of this, Xing Jue heard the conversation of Elder Zhang and others far away from the tavern, and he understood what the elder was worried about. , he must be afraid that he will be hit.
But Mr. Zhang doesn't know how strong Xing Jue is now. I am afraid that no one among the new blood of the Xing family can compare with Xing Jue, and this meeting of the three clans is where Xing Jue shows his talents. Chance. Therefore, it is natural to go to Xingjue.
Xing Jue also guessed who sent the invitation. It was Xing Feng, the young man in white who injured Xing Jue that day. Xing Feng had been suppressed by Xing Jue since he was a child. He hated Xing Jue deeply, even though Now he is the most important new blood of the Xing family, but Xing Jue has never served him, which has always been a worry for him. That's why I specially sent an invitation to Xing Jue. The purpose is very simple, that is, to make Xing Jue realize how big the gap between them is.
But he will soon know what a wrong decision he made by inviting Xing Jue.
"Xing Jue, are you sure you want to go?" Mr. Zhang said worriedly when he saw that Xing Jue actually said he wanted to attend the event.
"As a member of the Xing family, there is a reason not to go to the invitation sent by the Xing family." After Xing Jue entered the tavern, he picked up an apple and chewed it. And there is always a confident smile on his face.
"This... haha, it seems that my worries are unnecessary." Seeing Xing Jue's confident smile, Mr. Zhang's worries were inexplicably relieved, because he discovered that the current Xing Jue is not the same as the one who was in the Xing family back then. Among them, Xing Jue, who is proud of all the newcomers, is confident and domineering. It seems that there is nothing that he is afraid of.