Cultivation: I Can Add Descriptors To My Body
Chapter 155 - 155: The Eve of Battle

Chapter 155: The Eve of Battle

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

There were all kinds of xiuzhe everywhere in East Floating.

Many xiuzhe seized this great opportunity to start trading. There were also people who took out things that they did not need to sell or exchange.

Some people started to buy at a low price and sell at a high price. The current East Floating City was already the largest and most bustling market in the entire Heavenly Origin Supercontinent.

In the Divine Hall, Li Zhengxuan and the sect master sat cross-legged. Their expressions were solemn and solemn.

“How is it?” “You didn’t meet any powerful opponents in the first two matches.

Do you have any regrets?” Are you looking forward to this round?”

“I’m looking forward to it. It’s really exciting to be able to fight against so many experts!” Li Zhengxuan said bluntly.

The sect leader nodded. To the elders of Divine Will Sect, Li Zhengxuan was almost everything a sword cultivator should have. He was a steady and diligent person, but his state of mind was pure. In his heart, there was only the Dao of the Sword and no distracting thoughts.

His talent in Sword Dao was also unparalleled in the world. In this battle, Li Zhengxuan’s fighting spirit was high. He didn’t show any fear, nor did he retreat, nor did he panic.

Thinking of this, Li Ming’s figure appeared in Pei Xuan’s mind.

In the entire sect, only Li Ming could be compared to Li Zhengxuan.

However, when he thought of that troublesome youth, he could not help but frown slightly.

“Master, is something the matter?” Li Zhengxuan noticed his master’s anxiety and couldn’t help asking.

Among the elders of the sect, in terms of cultivation, Martial Uncle Xu Shan was the most powerful, and his master’s strength was also unfathomable.

Li Zhengxuan’s current strength was no longer comparable to the past. The power that his master occasionally displayed always made him feel awed.

What was it that could give his master a headache?

“I’m fine.” Pei Xuan ( ) waved his hand when he realized that he had lost his composure.

Then, he pretended to be calm and collected, “I don’t know what Li Ming is thinking.” I told him that he must enter the top ten.”

“Something’s wrong. ”

He was still mumbling something. In front of him was a pile of messy materials, but they seemed to have a magical power that firmly attracted his attention.

Under her messy hair, a pair of red eyes sparkled.

“Eh…

Suddenly, his eyes lit up!

Luo Ming sat on the mountain peak and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. He was in a daze for a moment.

“Junior Brother, are you still angry with me?” Bai Jie pursed her lips and asked pitifully.

Bai Jie was speechless.

Back then, when Li Ming had severely injured Luo Ming, she had not even taken a look at him.

However, no one had expected that Luo Ming was like a completely different person. He could actually enter the finals of the sword-testing conference (-), and the entire sect looked at him in a new light.

Bai Jie also thought of all the things he had done to her in the past. She hoped to reconcile with him, but in Luo Ming’s eyes, she was like a stranger.

“Are you that heartless?” Bai Jie made one last attempt.

“No old feelings. It’s late.” Luo Ming was straightforward. He didn’t hide anything.” You should go.”

Listening to Bai Jie’s cries, Luo Ming began to practice his sword technique under the moonlight.

The sword light under the moonlight carried a trace of sadness.

In the East Hall, Tian Song Zi looked at his beloved disciple and a trace of gratification flashed in his eyes. He said gently,” The ranking doesn’t matter. It’s just fame and fortune.” “What you need is experience. When you fight with different people, there will be different moves. For example, sneak attacks, siege attacks, and all these moves will be experienced.” “Yes,” Zhang Haowen said with his head lowered. “Is there anyone who wants to fight?” Tian Song Zi asked.

“I want to spar with Yan Yan.”

Tian Song Zi frowned.” This isn’t a spar. This is a duel, a slaughter!”

For some reason, his master’s expression suddenly became so ugly. Zhang Haowen’s heart skipped a beat.

Tian Song Zi waved his hand. Yan Yan is Zuo Mei Tian’s true disciple, he is not someone easy to deal with..”