"You know what happened when the demon attacked Donghua City a while ago? Today, the demons changed their previous strategies and began to accept human surrender.

The form has become unprecedentedly harsh. If we don’t fight back with all our might, we will be chronic death.”

"This is what Master Wuse said about things that will turn out to be the opposite. Genius emerged, this is the outbreak of the human race at a critical moment, and it is also a glimmer of vitality left by the way of heaven. This glimmer of vitality will be fulfilled by your generation of monks."

"So we are also ready to follow the laws of heaven and fight to the death. This time, we have made an agreement with other schools to release the resources we have accumulated according to the results and strive to cultivate your generation with all our efforts."

"This may be our last chance to try."

Kong Chan said with a solemn expression: "I understand."

"This is a life-and-death struggle for all human beings. You are either creating the future and saving the human race, or you are the last generation of strong men of the human race."

"Kong Chan, go to the Four Schools Competition this time to prove yourself. Tell the people of the other three major schools to let them know that you are the one who saves mankind, and you deserve the full training of the Four Major Schools."

Kong Chan's face became so serious that it was unprecedentedly serious, with golden light flashing in his eyes and passion surging in his chest.

...

Xiyue City, Zangjian Peak.

This is a sword mountain piled up by countless sharp swords on top of each other and buried them.

At this moment, the swords in the entire sword mountain were trembling slightly, as if they were excited and fearful.

At the top of the sword mountain, a young man sat cross-legged, holding a bare, black sword in the other hand.

He stared at the sword in his hand, as if the mystery of the whole world was in this sword.

As the wind sounded, a figure appeared behind the boy at some point.

It was an old man with white hair and a sword-like eyes.

The old man was floating in the air and looked at the young man on Jianshan and said, "Jianhui, in two weeks, you will participate in the four schools competition."

The young man, known as Jianhui, did not move, still looking at the long sword in his hand, like a statue, without any response to what the old man said.

The old man's soul power moved slightly, and he had already pulled out the long sword in the other party's hand, and repeated what he had just said.

Jianhui then looked at the old man as if he was awakened from a dream: "Four Schools Competition? I'm not interested, I want to practice swords."

The old man sighed and said, "Even if you want to practice swords, you can't keep working behind closed doors. In this competition of four small games, there must be many swordsman masters. The battle with them will definitely be of great benefit to your swordsmanship."

“Not interested.”

The old man suddenly laughed: "I heard that in the nearest Donghua City, there is a freshman who can learn the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword."

When Jianhui heard this, she looked indifferent and seemed to be unable to get interested in anything, suddenly raised her head: "Tianhe Star Explosion Sword? Has anyone learned the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword?"

"I may not have learned it completely, but I have indeed learned the ten-layer twilight Taoist technique in front of it." The old man: "How is it? Do you want to meet the other person?"

"Have you learned all the ten-layer Dusk Taoist techniques in the front?" Jian Hui's head lowered again: "That's a little bit short, but I'm qualified to let me take a look."

The old man smiled and continued to induce, "In a few days, you can go to Beihai City with other classmates to participate in this four-school competition. Jianhui, this competition is extraordinary. I have agreed with others that if you can win the strongest name, then the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword in Donghua City and the Evil Cangxin Sword in Nanshan City can be open to you."

Hearing these words, Jianhui's eyes suddenly lit up, as if countless sword lights were condensed in it, rising: "I understand, the first one is mine. Is there anything else you have?"

The old man didn't care about Jian Hui's directness because he knew that this was the other party's habit. In the other party's heart, there was nothing else besides giving up the sword, and he could not tolerate any energy in other things.

Thinking of the other person's birth, the old man couldn't help but sigh and sighed in his heart.

The boy named Jianhui in front of him is an orphan. His father died on the battlefield and his mother died of distortion.

Orphans are very common in this era. With years of wars and high-pressure social environment, a large number of orphans are born every year.

But Jianhui and all the orphans were born very differently.

The old man recalled the other person's mother in his mind, who was a snow-like woman and the old man's last apprentice.

...

Fifteen years ago, a delivery room in Xiyue City.

Along with a wow sound, a child was picked up by a doctor.

"It's a boy."

The woman on the bed looked at the picked up child weakly, with a look of relief on her face.

With this spiritual relaxation, violent soul power immediately emerged from her sea of ​​consciousness. With the violent twitching of her body, arms grew out of her shoulders, chest, stomach, notes, legs, feet, and arms.

"It's deformed...has changed!"

"Call the guards in!"

The doctors fled wildly with their children in their arms, while the women watched them leave, and tears gradually dripped from the corners of their eyes.

When the old man entered the delivery room, he saw a twisted and deformed monster.

"Nianxue... Thank you for your hard work, let's have a good rest next." The old man sighed, and the flying sword sounded for a long time, and it had already slashed at the other party.

When Jianhui's mother Zhang Nianxue received a notice of her husband's death, her spirit had already slipped towards the abyss of darkness and inevitably changed in the direction of distortion.

But at this time she was already 3 months pregnant.

So for the sake of the child in her body, she gritted her teeth and resisted the dark side of her spirit and tried to fight against the aberrations in her body.

Finally, Jianhui was born healthily.

But after she was born with Jianhui, she finally couldn't stand the whispers coming from the bottom of her heart, and she was completely trapped in distortion.

After being born, Jianhui was fully tracked and observed to prevent any distortion reactions on his body.

Because he was worried about his danger, Jianhui spent most of his time alone from birth to the age of 12. There were no children of his peers around him, and only Jian could accompany him.

...

Donghua Road School, special training class hall.

Meng Ruocun and Ying Chuang walked in together, looking at the familiar venue, but shook their heads: "The conditions in Donghua are still much different from Central City. When I was in Central City, three runes of Earth Demons, Yuan Magnesium, and Star Dou were laid on the ground of the entire teaching area. There are exercise effects between walking, sitting and lying down."

Ying Chuang smiled helplessly: "Of course, the resources of the Heavenly Court are not comparable to those of Donghua City. How about it? Do you want to meet other classmates?"

"No need." Meng Ruocun pondered for a moment and said, "Actually... I have agreed to the conditions of Mingyue Immortal. I will study at Wanxian Island in Central City next. I will not participate in this four-school competition. After all, the conditions on the Dao School are still a little worse, and Wanxian Island is more suitable for my development."
Chapter completed!