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Ge Shao looked at Fang Chen, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and suddenly realized that this was living with dignity.

Even if your cultivation level is not as good as that of the other party, there is no need to be afraid or grovel, but if you want to do this...

"If you don't put life and death aside... I'm afraid it will be difficult, or if you are a swordsman, you can cultivate your nature with the sword..."

Ge Shao smiled bitterly in his heart.

"The direction they are going to is the palace?"

Fang Chen said suddenly.

Ge Shao took a look and nodded lightly: "Fang Jianshou, they are indeed heading towards the palace."

"Di Tian's sword cultivator suddenly came to Zhongzhou Kingdom. Who should he meet in the palace? To meet the Emperor of Zhongzhou?"

There was a hint of contemplation in Fang Chen's eyes.

It can be seen from some clues that Ditian and Beidou's attitude towards Zhongzhou is not friendly, and they have vague intentions of annexing it.

A few years ago, the old Sword Immortal was injured in the hands of the Kunlun Sword Sect. Now the Xuxian Sword Sect has just sealed the sword's head, and Di Tian's sword has also arrived in Kyoto, the Kingdom of Central China.

There must be some special connection here.

Following what was in his mind, Fang Chen followed Ge Shao to Qiong Tower.

The banquet hall where Xia Ji and the others were located was an independent courtyard in the Qiong Tower. There were many monks guarding the place at all levels, prohibiting outsiders from entering.

They seemed to recognize Fang Chen, so they didn't stop him. Instead, they allowed Fang Chen to reach the gate of the Independent Courtyard unimpeded.

"Xia Ji, what you just said was a bit outrageous. Don't let outsiders think that I, the crown prince of the Elong Palace, don't know etiquette. I just apologize to Xing Jintuo and the matter will be over."

A rather majestic voice came from the private courtyard.

Then Xia Ji's voice rang out: "Brother, what I said is wrong. The way of body refining is indeed a crooked way. What do the methods used have to do with martial arts?

You all know what a martial artist is, right? The so-called peak of the Tianxuan martial artist is just a few moves above the twelfth level of Qi Refining."

After a pause, "Brother Jin Tuo has become an immortal seedling on the ancient immortal road, but he should not continue to practice the body refining method he has harvested. It will only cut off his own path."

"Prince Xia, your statement is too biased. There are many sects in Central Continent that are the same as Brother Jintuo's Huazizai Sect. They follow the path of body refining. Among them, there are many talented body refining experts.

By.

A monk is a monk, no matter whether he is cultivating externally or internally, how can he be compared with a martial artist? Your words have obviously humiliated Brother Jintuo and also humiliated the body-refining cultivators in the world."

"To be honest, I was once just a martial artist. It was precisely because of this that I realized that the body-refining lineage was indeed not the right path.

What's more, brother Jintuo studies the martial arts' attack methods day and night. Isn't this a waste of youth? I'm just kindly reminding you, why do you need to criticize me like this?"

Xia Ji's voice sounded again, obviously a little unhappy.

When Fang Chen heard this, he took Ge Shao into the courtyard, and immediately attracted the attention of both parties who were arguing from Xia Ji and Xing Jintuo.

Xu Peng was watching the excitement happily, but now when he saw Fang Chen appear, a gloomy sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

In the crowd, Gai Wu sat quietly, his eyes immediately turned to Fang Chen, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

"Why did he come out of the deserted courtyard so quickly?"

"Could it be that he offended some big shot in the deserted courtyard and was kicked out like Xia Ji?"

Everyone communicated secretly.

Ji Liang looked at Fang Chen with a kind smile on his face, not showing any anger at being deprived of his place in the Huangyuan.

In the middle of the crowd sat an arrogant figure. This person's fiery red hair looked frizzy and very fluffy. Under his decent robes, you could vaguely see full lines, as if he was hiding huge powerful muscles.

He was looking at Fang Chen with a scrutinizing gaze and said nothing.

"Fang Da, are you out too? You came just in time."

As soon as Xia Ji saw Fang Chen, he immediately stepped forward, put a hand on his back, and led Fang Chen to the crowd:

"You have also practiced martial arts before. Brother Jintuo from the Hua Zi Zai Sect was also a martial arts fanatic. Now he is focusing on body training, trying to find a completely different path from us, and wants to become an immortal through martial arts.

You might as well ban your spiritual power and simply compete with martial artists. If Brother Jintuo can't defeat you, it proves that this road is as hopeless as I said."

"The person named Fang also practiced martial arts before?"

Everyone was a little surprised and very surprised by this.

One of the young men with a shaved head and wearing only a simple vest and training pants immediately looked at Fang Chen, with a hint of fighting intent in his eyes:

"Fang Jianshou has ever been exposed to martial arts?"

"Not much contact."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded, "Is this why you guys are quarreling? Everyone knows that the journey of a martial artist will not last long."

The short-haired young man grinned: "I used to think so too. I just liked this way, so I studied it for some years. But after walking the ancient path of immortality, I changed my mind. I became an immortal through immortality and a god through martial arts."

Many people had a hint of cynicism in their eyes, but they did not speak to refute the short-haired young man. Instead, they nodded in agreement, indicating that every path was possible and that they did not necessarily need to follow the path of their predecessors.

If you can find your own way to become a strong person, you will be famous throughout the ages and be worshiped by people forever.

This also includes Xu Qingsong, who is sitting next to Ji Liang and behaves quite low-key.

"Xia Ji, since you said so, why not let Fang Jianshou and Xing Jintuo compare and see how far they have attained in martial arts.

We can also be a witness. If Xing Jintuo wins, you should stop bothering him."

The man in the middle with shaggy hair and a tall figure slowly spoke.

"My sworn brother Chen Mang, the first adopted son adopted by King Eclipse Dragon, is about to become a Xuanxian."

Xia Ji sent a message to Fang Chen.

Then he looked at Xing Jintuo, who had shaved his head, with a smile:

"Brother Jintuo, I think what my sworn brother said makes sense. Don't you want to become a god with martial arts? Then you can compete with Fang Da.

If you can beat him in martial arts, I will believe you. After all, in terms of martial arts, I only obey Fang Da."

Everyone showed excitement. It would be interesting to see the sword head of the Xuxian Sword Sect and compete with the martial madman of the Hua Zi Zai Sect without using spiritual power.

It would be more interesting if the former loses.

Thinking of this, Ji Liang and others also echoed Xia Ji's words.

"Fang Jianshou is always a swordsman. It's okay to compete, but there must be rules, otherwise I will just admit defeat."

Xing Jintuo suddenly laughed.

Chen Mang nodded: "Of course it is. Just tell me the rules. I guess Fang Jianshou doesn't care."

He directly made the decision for Fang Chen.

Normally, Fang Chen would have retorted with a smile, but now he could already tell that Xia Ji wanted him to compete with Xing Jintuo.
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