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Originally, Lin Tian wanted to take Xiao Manxue away and was too lazy to pay attention to these ancient martial artists. However, after thinking about it, it would be better to take this opportunity to establish the title of the Shadow Sword so that these ancient martial artists would not cause trouble for the young lady in the future.

Aunt Wang's proposal was probably also considered for Xiao Manxue to solve the problem at one time. Thinking of this, Lin Tian stopped and then let go of the lady's wrist.

"I think this proposal is very reasonable." Mr. Ji immediately expressed his meaning and agreed with Wang Wanxi's proposal. In fact, he was already very happy. In terms of the competition, who was present can compare with his own Ji Zimo, who was a real innate master.

Although it is only the early stage of the innate stage, it is invincible among the younger generation and the first among the younger generation. When Mr. Ji thought this, Lin Tian was also thinking in his heart that when Ji Zimo of your Ji family was defeated, I wonder what expression you would have.

"Since everyone has no objection, let's start." Pavilion Master Tang said calmly, unable to see any fluctuations.

Lin Tian looked at the Lord Tang slightly, feeling a little confused, because he found that Lord Tang's indifference did not seem to be pretending. In her eyes, it seemed that the artifacts of the sect were all fun.

She didn't care about the artifact of the sect! Lin Tian came to this conclusion through observation, but he was puzzled. As the head of a sect, would he not care about the artifact of the sect? How high is this state of mind?

Or is her ancient martial arts realm so high that everything is a sword? Lin Tian did not understand the innate realm of ancient martial arts, so he could not see through what level the Tang Pavilion Master had reached.

Just as Lin Tian was looking at Pavilion Master Tang, she also looked over, and a strange look flashed in Gu Jingbubo's eyes. What Lin Tian didn't know was that when others were paying attention to the Painting Shadow Sword, she recalled what happened last night in the rainy night in her mind.

"People of Pavilion Tang, Master Ling, I have something to say, please let me say it." Ji Zimo stood up at this time and gave the courtesy of the younger generation to the two. I have to say that this guy was trained by a big family, his etiquette is very standard, and he follows ancient rituals.

How to place your hands, where to place your body, in front of it, or after it, and then how to look at each other, these are very particular. Lin Tian once studied them when he read ancient books and found that it was very complicated. In modern society, he couldn't do it. It was not that he couldn't do it, but he didn't want to do it.

After receiving the two pavilions' nodding, Ji Zimo said: "I have been practicing ancient martial arts and have been lucky enough to see the path of the sect and cultivate the early stage of the innate stage. This is a good thing, but if it is placed in the competition, it will not be fair to others."

Oh, this guy still knows that it is unfair. Lin Tian was quite surprised. This doesn’t look like the style of the Ji family.

"What are your suggestions?" asked the Pavilion Master Tang.

"It's better to change the competition, but it's better to change it and change the competition into a ring, and I will be the leader. I will take turns to accept the challenges, one by one or together. Moreover, I don't use any weapons, but those who challenge the ring can use any weapons, including hidden weapons." Ji Zimo said seriously.

Damn, isn’t this line supposed to be what I said? Why did this guy say it first? After hearing Ji Zimo’s “proposal”, Lin Tian was stunned.

"Zi Mo, you don't need to do this." Mr. Ji frowned slightly and lowered his voice.

Being the champion is to let others fight in a round battle, and he also promises to use one-to-many ones. If he fails, he will not be able to bear the loss. Why did he come to Tangcheng thousands of miles away? Isn’t it just to get the Huaying Sword back?

Ji Zimo still said seriously: "Zimo dares not forget the teachings of his ancestors, benevolence, courage, integrity, wisdom, and the way of an ancient gentleman."

Although the two of them were talking, Lin Tian could hear it clearly. The two main characters of the Ji family actually had differences, right?

"Have you agreed, I will fight the first round first, and declare first that I am not fighting the ring for the sake of drawing the shadow sword, but just purely practicing martial arts. My father told me that only actual combat can make myself progress." A loud voice rang behind the crowd.

A tall man squeezed away the ancient martial artist and walked up to the high platform. Lin Tian was slightly surprised to see this man. This man was the Xingshan who used a black iron stick.

Lin Tian recognized him, but he did not recognize Lin Tian. Lin Tian was wrapped tightly at that time and did not reveal his true identity. Xingshan was born with divine power. Although the ancient martial arts path was not very good, his strength was still good. It was not surprising that he could pass the test of iron cables.

Seeing this honest man going to have a fight, Lin Tian and Xiao Manxue retreated, but Mr. Ji did not go to see Xingshan, but stared at Lin Tian and the others, as if they were afraid that they would escape.

"I'm going to Xingshan, please give me advice." Xingshan pulled out the black iron stick behind him and put on an attacking position.

Ji Zimo nodded and signaled him to attack first. Of course, Xing Shan would not be polite. He stepped on his feet and jumped into the air. The black iron rod took advantage of the momentum to smash it down. The powerful force shook all directions, scraping the fallen leaves and dust around.

Compared to the last battle with Ling Shuiyao, Xing Shan has made progress again. He probably has asked many people to discuss in the past few days. As he said, to make progress, one must fight in practice.

Although this man is honest, he is not stupid, and he is even smarter than many ancient martial artists. For a rare event of ancient martial artists like Tangcheng, many people are focused on auctions and the sword of the shadows, but Xing Shan is eyeing these ancient martial artists. This is his method of cultivation.

Ji Zimo raised his head slightly, suddenly stretched out his hand to contact the black iron rod, and then turned his palm into a grab, instantly grabbed the black iron rod, and then shook it hard, Xing Shan actually took off his hand.

With just one move, Ji Zimo took off Xingshan's weapon. Xingshan was stunned for a moment, and he never expected that the gap between him and the innate master was so big.

Ji Zimo threw the black iron stick back to him, and said nothing. Xing Shan scratched his head and walked off the ring. It is estimated that today will be the fastest defeat in the competition these days, and this honest man has not fully reacted.

Some ancient martial artists saw him like this, and they had a mockery in their eyes, but Lin Tian knew that Xingshan had a pure mind with unlimited potential, but those who laughed at him probably just did this, because when they laughed, they had lost the courage to move forward.

When you are laughing at others for overestimating your abilities, you are actually a loser.

"Who else is willing to come up and give advice?" Ji Zimo easily won, and his emotions did not change at all, so he continued to ask.

Anyone who was seen by him turned his eyes away. They did not have the courage to challenge a innate master, and the children of the ancient martial arts family were silent.

They have acquired Great Perfection, and they are qualified to fight against the early stage of the innate stage, but they are certain to lose. If the most outstanding children of several major families join forces, there is still a 30% chance of defeat. However, the children of a dignified family can not join forces.
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