Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

Chapter 308: The young man is still young, Lin Heng’s era is long!



Chapter 308: The young man is still young, Lin Heng’s era is long!

After all, this immortal Mo Yi has already entered the realm of divine wandering a long time ago. He is a legendary existence. Over the years, who has had the honor of allowing him to appear in front of the world?

He came here today in such an open and aboveboard manner, definitely not to give away these exotic flowers and plants to contribute to the Hundred Flowers Association.

But there are some things that it’s better not to know too clearly.

Xie Xuan simply turned his head away, saying nothing and asking nothing.

Outside of Xueyue City, spring has arrived and flowers are in full bloom. In an instant, a myriad of colors are blooming in all their glory.

Even without Li Hanyi using the Moonlit Evening and Flower Dawn move, clusters of petals flew in from outside, bringing with them wafts of elegant fragrance, sweeping past everyone but not falling down. They just hung in the air, gathering into a picture of a hundred flowers in full bloom.

What is most surprising is that such a wonderful spectacle is actually completely controlled by humans.

They couldn't see the immortal's appearance clearly, but they couldn't help but feel a little more respect for him in their hearts.

A small flower festival can actually attract immortals to come and bestow blessings.

Lin Heng sighed secretly. He didn't care about these people. Just when he saw Mo Yi appear today, his eyelids twitched.

He asked Mo Yi directly in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly.

"What's the matter? You showed up in public, you must be looking for me!"

Although Lin Heng was just guessing, his tone was affirmative.

Mo Yi nodded towards Lin Heng but didn't say much.

"After the Hundred Flowers Festival is over, maybe we should talk. There are some things that require your help."

There was something else in Mo Yi's words, but Lin Heng seemed to have guessed what he meant. He knew that some things were not given for free.

Although the realm of mountains and rivers has not yet been completely integrated with himself, Lin Heng was not without doubts when the first generation saint handed it to him.

Only now has this suspicion finally come true.

But never mind, since even Mo Yi finds the situation difficult, then it’s time for me to take action myself.

"Wait a few days, until I finish dealing with these things..."

As soon as Lin finished speaking, Mo Yi's figure slowly disappeared, and then the voice came over.

"This falling flower like rain can be regarded as compensation for today's abruptness."

Lin Heng looked up at the rain of flowers and couldn't help but turn his head to the side.

It is indeed a bit contrived.

But the others were all amazed and couldn't help but make a noise.

"It is such an honor to be able to see an immortal once in my life."

"That shadow just now, and this ability to bring all things to life, this immortal is really beyond the reach of others."

Listening to the constant praises coming from the hall, Master Zhang just frowned slightly and couldn't help but look towards Lin Heng.

However, he suppressed the doubts in his heart, straightened his expression, and turned his head back.

Xiao Se and the others had actually met Mo Yi before, and when Lei Wujie saw him, he was also very excited, but a little puzzled.

"Why is he here?"

Lin Heng calmly waved to the disciples of Xueyue City, and the Hundred Flowers Conference continued.

Fairy Luoxia Yin Luoxia sat nearby and poured herself a glass of wine.

Over in Wushuang City, Wushuang immediately pulled his master's sleeve and nodded at Song Yan.

Song Yanhui could not help but lower his head, and no one knew what he was thinking. Only Wushuang was left there, feeling depressed.

There is a reason why he still doesn’t have a master’s wife!

My master is a really disappointing person.

The competition at the Xueyue City Hundred Flowers Festival was also very simple. It was divided into literary and martial arts competitions, but the literary competition accounted for three points and the martial arts competition accounted for seven points.

After hearing the rules, Xie Xuan blinked immediately, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Why is there still a distinction? Can't it be half civil and half military?"

Sikong Changfeng coughed lightly.

"The rules were set by Xiaoyao Sword Immortal."

The meaning was very clear. Sikong Changfeng felt that his words were of no use at all.

The romantic Snow Moon City has almost been transformed into a pure arena for fighting.

Sure enough, after hearing these rules, the people below were mixed with joy and worry, but most of them accepted them.

In the martial arts world, strength is respected, and only truly powerful strength can convince others.

Otherwise, even if you are extremely talented and have a lot of knowledge, you are still just a nerd.

If one is proficient in both civil and military affairs, then he is naturally the best, unless one can also become a Confucian swordsman.

This is the best rule and standard for those who have not read any books.

Lei Wujie scratched his head as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly lowered his head and started eating the snacks beside him.

Xiao Se didn't let him go either.

"Actually, this is quite fair. If you have good literary talent, you will naturally get extra points in literary competition. But if you are not good at martial arts, you will still be eliminated."

"Even if someone like Lei Wujie doesn't have much knowledge, but has martial arts skills, he can still stand out..."

Lei Wujie became unhappy at the moment and argued with a flushed face.

"Xiao Se, who said I don't have much knowledge? I am also very knowledgeable. I have been reading books these days."

Xiao Se glanced at him and immediately shook his head.

As an elder of Xueyue City, Yin Luoxia naturally had the mission of recruiting disciples when she attended the Hundred Flowers Festival.

Although she has Luo Mingxuan as her apprentice, Luo Mingxuan has already learned a lot of skills and can be said to be almost taught.

Lin Heng obviously wanted to add more fresh blood to Xueyue City. The previous blood was no longer needed, but that might not be the case in the future.

She rested her chin on her hand, looking a little bored.

"Why are you competing in literature or martial arts? Why not in gambling skills? If you are really good at gambling, then I will accept you. I don't want to accept those who are not to my liking..."

The elders who were with Yin Luoxia looked at each other, then they straightened their spirits and began to select disciples they were satisfied with.

After a while, the disciples of Xueyue City arranged the order of those who were going to participate in the competition by drawing lots.

Looking at these young faces, Sikong Changfeng was a little dazed. When we were young, who didn’t have a dream of soaring into the sky?

It’s just that in every generation of the martial arts world, there is a guiding light that keeps people moving forward, and the strongest person can be said to be the ultimate goal of the entire martial arts world.

He used to be Master Li Changsheng, also Sword Master Li Chungang, and also Wang Xianzhi...

And now it is Lin Heng, but the young man is still young, and Lin Heng’s era is still long.

It’s just a pity for these young people. No matter how hard they try to achieve the final success, they will always be second to none!


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