Chapter 61 Devil Training

Jun Changxiao opened up the twelve veins and met the conditions, so the epic mission was opened, but when he saw the mission presented above, he couldn't believe it: "It's just as simple as participating in the competition?"

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Epic mission [1].

Mission details: Ten days later, Qingyang County will hold a biennial martial arts competition, and the host needs to bring five disciples to participate.

Task conditions: Disciples take the top three.

Mission failure: The disciples were eliminated in the first round if they did not register for the competition within the specified time.

mission rewards:? ? ?

The three question marks are a bit skinny, and the skinny Jun Changxiao collapsed: "What the hell are the three question marks rewarded!"

The system said: "The epic quest reward is measured according to the completion of the host, so it is impossible to finally determine what the reward is."

"Isn't the task condition written, let the disciples take the top three!" Jun Chang laughed.

The system explained: "The mission conditions are only defined. If only one disciple of the host faction ranks in the top three, or if it exceeds the completion, the reward will change."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "A disciple who ranks in the top three is considered to have completed the task, but because of the low degree of completion, the reward will be less?"

"good."

"If five disciples occupy the top four, it means that it is over-completed, and the reward will be higher than the limit?"

"Yes."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Can you not participate?"

The system said: "If you don't participate, you will fail the mission. The host will be punished at that time, and you cannot break through the big realm within the specified time."

"how long?"

"Ten years to start."

Jun Chang smiled and spread his hands and said, "So, I have to do an epic mission."

...

Li Qingyang with a blue nose and a swollen face dragged his weak body and walked in step by step: "Master, do you have any orders?"

One hour of shaping made him very sour.

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Have you heard of the martial arts competition in Qingyang County?"

"heard about it."

Li Qingyang rubbed his aching face and said, "It's held every two years. Let's count the time and it will start in ten days."

Suddenly, he realized something and said, "Master, our sect won't sign up for the competition, right?"

"No."

"That's good."

"However, I'm planning to sign up."

Li Qingyang twitched his lips and said, "Sect Master, those are all competitions involving high-level sects. We will only be reduced to cannon fodder if we send them out."

Jun Changxiao put his arms on the armrests, resting his chin on the back of his palms and said, "You have no confidence in yourself and your sect?"

Li Qingyang said solemnly: "According to the knowledge of the disciples, in this kind of competition, each faction will send the best disciples to fight, and most of them are at the level of martial arts."

"Really?" Jun Changxiao frowned.

The disciples of the sect are all in the open pulse period, and it is definitely not good to fight with the martial arts, let alone advance to the top three.

Li Qingyang said again: "The first place in the last competition is a sixth-rate Hualing Sect disciple, and his strength has reached the third-rank martial artist."

Jun Changxiao frowned even tighter.

If there are still third-rank martial arts disciples participating in the battle this time, how can their own disciples fight with others?

Epic quest?

I think it's a hell mission!

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Where do you register for martial arts competitions?"

Is the boss still competing? Although Li Qingyang was speechless, he still said, "This martial arts competition is in Liyang City."

"Liyang City? Isn't that the city where the sinful family is located?"

"Yes, Master."

Jun Changxiao was silent for a while, and said, "Let me inform Lu Qianqian, Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi, and Xiao Xunji that tomorrow we will start devil training for the five of you."

"Devil training?" Li Qingyang looked confused.

Jun Changxiao walked down, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "The martial arts competition ten days later,

This seat sends you to participate in the competition, be sure to take the top three. "

"what?"

Li Qingyang was stunned.

...

If the epic mission fails, the realm will be blocked for ten years. Even if you know it is hell mode, Jun Changxiao must do it.

He is more optimistic about Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang, one is hidden, the other has extraordinary aptitude. Although Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi are close to each other, they may be able to improve a lot if they practice devil training within ten days.

As for letting Xiao Xunji play, Jun Changxiao hopes that he can use his strength to prove to the Xiao family and the world that he is not a waste at the door of the house.

This is a bit difficult...

the next day.

Jun Changxiao distributed the remaining sect tasks to the disciples, and then brought the four Lu Qianqian to the first-grade disciples' spiritual power array and said, "You go and practice for two hours first."

Su Xiaomo and Tian Qi's eyes suddenly became hot.

Lu Qianqian said, "The Sect Master really wants to send us to participate in the Qingyang County martial arts competition?"

Jun Changxiao said solemnly: "Not only do we have to participate, but also the top three for this seat!"

"It's difficult." Lu Qianqian said.

Jun Chang smiled and said: "It is difficult to challenge, tell me loudly, can you do it!"

"can!"

Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo shouted in unison.

"Go in and practice!"

"Yes!"

The four entered the opening formation and began to practice.

...

in the training room.

Xiao Xunji lowered his head and said, "Sect Master, let's send other senior brothers to participate, the disciples are difficult to do."

Although the muscle building room brought him hope, he was still in Liyang City to compete with disciples of various factions, which made him very unconfident.

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Are you running away?"

Xiao Xunji said in pain: "The disciple doesn't want to drag down the sect."

Go, he is not ashamed or spurned by others, but he doesn't want to represent the Iron Bone faction, and he doesn't want to bear the shame for a waste like himself.

Jun Changxiao dragged Xiao Xunji over and said solemnly: "In ten days, make this seat stronger and use your strength to prove it to them. Even if you, Xiao Xunji, have no spiritual roots and no cultivation, you are still the same. That genius of a thousand years!"

The emotions were a little excited, and the saliva splashed.

Looking at the head's eyes, Xiao Xunji's heart gradually warmed up, it was a feeling of being extremely trusted, even if he was just a waste now...

"Crack!"

Xiao Xunji clenched his fists and said loudly, "Disciple understands!"

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao waved his hand and threw him into the muscle building room. The opening time was - 20 hours!

When greeted by the hammer head in all directions, Xiao Xunji turned the Yi Jin Jing into operation, so as to double the physical body.

I want to be stronger!

I have to prove myself!

I can't let the sect be humiliated!

With this belief, Xiao Xunji eats one meal a day, sleeps for an hour, and spends the rest of the time in the training room.

Jun Changxiao spent another 40 contribution points to purchase two muscle building rooms. After Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo finished their training in the spiritual force array, they began to build muscle.

The three of them also had a meal. They slept for an hour, and the rest of the time was spent in the spiritual power array and half in the shaping room.

Lu Qianqian didn't enter the training room, and always sat cross-legged in the formation to absorb spiritual power.

The five disciples' devil training officially started and lasted for the eve of the martial arts competition.

...

Liyang City.

When the disciple devil was training, Jun Changxiao rushed over.

In the performance field in the south of the city, the venue for the competition a few days later, there are scattered sect elders around a table, reporting their sect name and participating disciples.

"Next."

The middle-aged man in charge shouted.

Jun often smiled and came.

The middle-aged man didn't look up, dipped in ink and said, "Sect."

"The iron-boned sect."

Ga.

The middle-aged man's hand holding the pen suddenly stiffened, and he raised his head in amazement.

The elders of the various factions who had signed up stopped one after another, turning to look at Jun Changxiao in disbelief.

"Iron Bone Pie?"

"Isn't it the nine-class sect of Qingyang Village?"

"The martial arts competition is held every two years, and the contestants are all sects above the eighth level. Why did he send his iron bones to join in the fun?"