Xianxia: I Can Download Full-Rank Capabilities

Chapter 62

Wang Cang was Wang Ce's nephew, and his uncle had become the leader of the Xuanming Sect. Countless cultivation resources had been given to him, and he grew up with the aura of a genius. How could he tolerate such humiliation and provocation?

He took a step forward and said coldly, “Victor, right? I am Wang Cang of the Xuanming Sect, and now we can compete!”

Name: Wang Cang

Cultivation Methods: Quick Sword Slash, Xuanming Claw, Ice Palm, Xuanming Spell.

Cultivation talent: Level nine

Spiritual Root: Fire spiritual root, water spiritual root, wind spiritual root, wood spiritual root

Strength: Level 11 Spirit Gathering Realm

Looking at Wang Cang's attributes, Victor simply smiled and said nothing.

Wang Ce waved his hand to stop the impulsive Wang Cang. In such a crowded square, it was naturally impossible to compete in martial arts.

“Why should I compete with you? You are stronger than me to begin with. Even if I beat you, what can I do?” Victor suddenly changed the subject.

After putting so much down, Victor's cunning nature is revealed. He wanted to trick others into gambling with him and lose everything from him.

After all, in the Qingyun Sect, everyone was on the same side. He is also the oldest. It was impossible for him to gamble with the other disciples. But it is different outside.

"What did you say?" Wang Cang sneered. He never thought he would lose.

"simple. If I win, when the spiritual fruit of the Xuanming Sect ripens, I want three.”

“So this is what they planned. They are interested in the spiritual fruit of the Xuanming Sect?” Wang Ce is not stupid. He felt that Song Xiuwen's words were not true. It turned out that he had deliberately provoked her.

It seems they are really confident. Even if that kid named Victor was only at the ninth level spirit gathering realm, at most, he would be able to fight an ordinary cultivator at the 11th level spirit gathering realm.

However, Wang Cang was not an ordinary cultivator in the 11th level spirit gathering realm. His combat strength was comparable to that of a cultivator at the 12th level of the spirit gathering realm. Victor will lose.

If he could defeat the disciples of the Qingyun Sect and spread the word in the future, the reputation of his Xuanming Sect would probably spread across the Central Plains. At that time, the influence of the Xuanming Sect would extend to the Central Plains.

Since the odds of winning were much higher than the odds of losing, Wang Ce decided to agree to the bet.

He said, “Spirit fruits are precious treasures of our Xuanming Sect. The number of fruits that ripen each year is limited. There are less than ten pieces. If you open your mouth and ask for three, we will lose almost a third of the fruits. You really have a great appetite! ”

Although it was a bet with a higher chance of winning than losing, Wang Ce was used to leaving the exit for himself.

“Two, how?” Victor knew that this spirit fruit would be the most effective with the first consumption. After that, the effect will be reduced by half. He would have one, and an extra one could be left for Song Qianqian.

Wang Cang looked at Victor with disdain. According to him, Victor was just bluffing.

He probably thought that since he was a disciple of the Central Plains and felt that he had been surpassed by the Western Liang disciples, he was not satisfied. After all, they had already eaten too many spirit fruits, so the effect was not very good. Moreover, even if they lost some, his share would not be affected.

In the past, due to Zhang Lingren's reputation, the Xuanming Sect did not dare to expand into the Central Plains. However, now that the world had changed, if he won this bet, he would have reason to evolve.

Thinking that he had never been to the Central Plains before, Wang Cang licked his lips excitedly and looked at Wang Ce. Wang Ce nodded and agreed to bet.

"OK, if I lose, I will give you two Xuanming Sect spirit fruits." Wang Cang replied.

Wang Cang and Victor tos as vows.

Everyone is happy. Wang Ce looked at Wang Cang's smile and then saw Victor's smile. For some reason, he felt that something was wrong.

..

Two hours later, the melodious sound of the zither suddenly came from the Tianhuan mountain range.

Victor looked up and saw a floating wooden boat.

The wooden boat was over a hundred feet long, and its entire body was flickering with strange marks. A hazy layer of halo enveloped the wooden boat.

In front of the wooden boat stood three people, two of whom were middle-aged men in green clothes, and another was an old man in white clothes.

Although they were very far away, Victor could clearly feel the faint pressure emitted by these three people.

Cultivators of foundation establishment?

At this time, Song Xiuwen said in a low voice, The “Master of the Heavenly Sword Mountain sect personally came to this competition. These three people were the sect masters of the Heavenly Sword Mountain and the two peak masters. ”

Hearing the introduction of his eldest brother, Victor silently nodded in his heart. This first elder was indeed worthy of being in charge of the Qingyun Sect. In just a few days, he had already gathered all the relevant information.

Song Xiuwen naturally did not notice Victor's gaze. He looked at the horizon and felt the pressure. He could not help but frown.

The spirit boat stopped at the top of the mountain gate. The white-clothed old man standing at the bow of the boat took a step forward. His long and strong fingers did not look like old men at all.

Then, his hand slid through the air and formed a seal.

In the next moment, with a rumbling sound, the stones in front of the crowd split into two sides, and huge blue stone steps that were thousands of feet wide rose from among the stones.

On the bluestone stairs, there was a script slowly circulating. The entire stone step spanned nearly ten thousand feet and led to the distant mountain gate.

Many young disciples in the square participated in the great competition for the first time. When they saw the big blue stone steps appear in front of them, they were a little surprised. They never thought that such a huge stone step would be hidden in the rocks.

"This is the mountain gate?"

Victor narrowed his eyes and looked at the large stone staircase. After the world changed, in order to understand the past of this world, he went to the library and read many books.

If he guessed correctly, this bluestone move was actually an illusion!

The old man standing on the spiritual boat said, “There are a total of 1,080 steps on the blue stone steps. Each step was one foot tall. Those who passed the blue stone stairs before the burning incense could enter the mountain gate. Turn on the dup!”

After the old man finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and a huge incense burner landed on the square in front of the mountain. There was an incense stick three meters long as an arm that was stuck in the incense burner. Incense has been lit.

Although the incense was three meters long, its burning speed was fast. It is estimated that the time taken to burn incense will not be slower than ordinary incense.

The few young disciples who participated in the great competition for the first time were unable to endure it anymore. They all showed their movement techniques and pounced on the blue stone steps like locusts.

As for the cultivators who had participated in the great competition, they were in no hurry to breakthrough. Step by step, they moved towards the bluestone stairs. When they saw the young people rushing over, they put on an expression as if they were watching a show, waiting to see them suffer.

The stone stairs were several thousand feet wide. Even if two to three hundred people stood side by side, it would not seem crowded.

After the first disciple stepped onto the blue stone stairs, the inscription on the blue stone stairs suddenly shone brightly.

After which, a circle of circulation appeared, and a huge pressure suddenly appeared on the stone platform.

Some of the not-so-prepared disciples were sucked in by this power, and by dropping down, they fell onto the stone platform, falling into confusion.