Chapter 309 Blood Compass

The fortune teller Yu Xiu glanced at Qi Yuan, with an unfathomable look on his face.

"This little brother speaks strangely, but... as long as it is what you want, today... I will satisfy you."

After all, this was his way of removing the curse from him.

Fortune teller Yu Xiu muttered this to himself.

The curse that has been tainted can only be resolved by using these props and coming here for fortune-telling.

These props are all disposable.

It can be said that anything in this world can be counted.

"Put your hand on the copper plate and I will know the answer." The fortune teller said softly.

"Okay." Qi Yuan placed his hand on the copper plate.

Beihe Han Xianyun had a strange look on his face. The two people in front of him seemed weird.

Not to mention fortune tellers, some of them are mysterious.

Qi Yuan, who was participating in the martial arts tournament, was talking in a crazy way. Cleared the game? What did that mean? Nanshi Zhang Yang's mouth curled up into a disdainful smile: "It seems that there are more than one crazy person today."

He has always been very arrogant and looks down on everyone.

He was born into a noble family and was a family acquaintance of the legendary Seven Martial Stars, so he always felt that he was superior to others.

It is an honor for the martial arts community that he comes to the martial arts community.

Now, he wants to leave the martial arts circle and move towards a better future, so naturally he looks down on these people in the martial arts circle.

After all, generally speaking, there are very few true nobles who enter the martial arts circle.

Generally speaking...they are all nouveau riche.

At this moment, Yu Xiu was fully focused, his blood boiling, waiting for the copper plate's prompt.

He was just an ordinary deceased person, how could he know anything about fortune-telling?

The so-called divination is all done with copper plates.

However, as time passed, no prompts came.

Yu Xiu's eyes showed surprise and confusion.

At this time, Qi Yuan stared at Yu Xiu and whispered, "How is it going? When can I complete this game?"

Yu Xiu was silent for a while, and there seemed to be a huge storm in his heart.

This was the first time he had encountered such a thing.

He had a thousand questions in his mind. After all, this was the first time he had encountered a prop failure.

Could it be that... the other party is the same as him? But...

He looked at Qi Yuan with an embarrassed look on his face: "Your question really stumped me.

Or... could you please change the question and I'll try again?"

The way he addressed Qi Yuan even changed.

Qi Yuan sighed upon hearing this: "Your divination ability is not good enough, I overestimated you.

How about this, you do the math and see if I will win the martial arts tournament this time!"

The fortune teller Yu Xiu hasn't spoken yet.

The warriors present burst into laughter again.

Beihe Han Xianyun looked at Qi Yuan and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Qi is too confident!"

Just now, he and Qi Yuan had exchanged names.

A trace of disdain naturally flashed in the eyes of the Southern Lion Zhang Yang. His voice was like a loud bell, and he looked at Qi Yuan: "I will also participate in this martial arts conference."

His meaning was very clear. If I participated, then... I would be the champion.

The other warriors all agreed.

A year ago, Southern Lion Zhang Yang defeated the martial arts tournament champion with just one move.

This year, his martial arts will definitely be more advanced, and there will be no problem for him to win the championship.

"Boy, the person next to you is Zhang Yang, the Southern Lion. He will undoubtedly be the champion of this martial arts competition. Don't let your imagination run wild."

Faced with these voices, Qi Yuan simply ignored them.

His hand fell on the copper plate, waiting for the answer from fortune teller Yu Xiu.

At this time, some information also came into his sight.

[A replica of the Blood Compass, which seems to be able to peek into the secrets of heaven and capture the trajectory of fate, produced by Xueluo Island. ]

However, at this moment, suddenly, a click was heard.

The copper plate in Qi Yuan's hand cracked and broke into pieces.

"Puff..." Yu Xiu's eyes revealed a look of horror and a hint of confusion, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The prop was actually...broken!

This...how is it possible!

Just a fortune telling, and it was ruined! The people around looked weird when they saw this.

"What's going on?"

"Why are you vomiting blood?"

"Acting?"

The people around were confused.

Zhang Yang, the Southern Lion, sneered: "If you keep playing tricks, I won't continue to act with you."

He said, and walked away.

Seeing this, most of the warriors around smiled and left.

Obviously, they thought that Qi Yuan and the fortune teller were probably plotting against someone.

Even Beihe Han Xianyun looked at Qi Yuan with some doubt.

This fortune teller had revealed some secrets about him before. Could it be that they were really related to him?

At this time, Qi Yuan stretched out his hand and took out his mental illness certificate.

"Look carefully, this is my ID card, don't try to blackmail me, I didn't break it!"

Qi Yuan has always been cautious and carries his mental illness certificate with him for fear of encountering scammers.

This is useful.

This operation immediately dispelled the doubts in Beihe Han Xianyun's heart.

If it was a plan against him, Qi Yuan would not have performed like this? Is there any meaning in performing like this?

Fortune teller Yu Xiu looked at Qi Yuan, also confused, with many thoughts flashing through his mind: "This is indeed... nothing to do with you, sir."

Props...especially special ones like this, won't break for no reason.

This only means that the people and events he predicted...are somewhat beyond the capabilities of the props.

But... doesn't this usually happen to those scary monsters? How could it happen to a human? Could it be that this person has a tool that can block divination?

"By the way, where did you get this blood compass? It's quite interesting. I want to get one too.

If I have this, wouldn't it be easy to make money?" Qi Yuan asked.

When asked this question, Yu Xiu suddenly became alert: "How... do you know it's called the Blood Compass... There's no death energy in you at all!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Yu Xiu regretted it.

Qi Yuan thought for a moment: "Because I have a mental illness, and a mentally ill person knows these things... isn't that normal?

By the way, I want to ask you a question, do you know the Spiritual Martial Master?"

After coming to this world, Qi Yuan's mission is to become a martial master of humanity, a martial master of spirit, and to cultivate to the realm of the God of All Martial Arts.

Becoming a human martial arts master is very simple. All you have to do is win the martial arts tournament a hundred times.

But the Spiritual Martial Master had no clue.

The fortune teller in front of him was quite strange, so Qi Yuan planned to ask him a question.

“Spirit Martial Master?” Yu Xiu shook his head. “I’ve never heard of him, but… I’ve heard of the Human Martial Master and the Mythical Mad Dragon Martial Master.”

This time, Yu Xiu did not hide anything. He felt that Qi Yuan seemed to be hiding a secret as well.

Otherwise, how would he know the name of the Blood Compass? "Wu Lord?" Qi Yuan murmured.

At this moment, Yu Xiu's expression suddenly changed: "Not good, I... have to go."

The blood compass was broken, but there was still a trace of the curse on him.

He had to solve it quickly.

He said and left quickly.

As for the table, it remained where it was and was not moved.

Beihe Han Xianyun looked at Yu Xiu's back with a puzzled look on his face: "Are you sure you don't know each other?"

"I don't know him... He is a very interesting person." Qi Yuan said.

He remembered the word "dead air" that the other party had said.

This shows that the other party is not an individual, but a group.

"It's interesting indeed, just as interesting as you are.

Could it be that... the rumors are true?" Han Xianyun couldn't help but murmur as she thought of something.

"What rumor?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

At the same time, he also sent words such as Blood Compass, Blood Luo Island, Death Qi, and Mythical Mad Dragon Lord to the robot Zero One through his mobile phone, asking it to help check this information.

"Some time ago, a big incident happened in Wugui country, and a military camp was razed to the ground.

I watched the video and saw a huge blood-red sword appear in the sky. Suddenly... all the soldiers in the barracks died.

There are rumors that the immortal way has been revived, and that person is an immortal cultivator! "

Han Xianyun lowered his voice and said this. He was very excited, with a hint of frustration in his eyes.

"If there really is a way to immortality, what is the point of all our efforts over the years...?"

He was indeed frustrated.

If there really is a way to immortality, then martial arts is completely useless.

Even if I break the limits of martial arts...is there still any meaning?

Can you destroy a legion of 3,000 people with just one sword?

Qi Yuan smiled and said, "After all these years of hard work, can you defeat the gene warriors?"

"..." Han Xianyun was suddenly speechless.

Indeed, without the way to immortality, the way to martial arts is actually nothing.

The limit of martial arts, even soldiers taking advanced genetic drugs cannot defeat him.

"If you don't know how to speak, don't say anything!" Han Xianyun said dissatisfiedly, but his mood was much better.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yes, if you are not good at martial arts, then you are not good at it. Anyway, you are not good at it anyway.

"My only worry now is that if the revival of the immortal way is true and the martial arts conference is cancelled in the future... then..." There was a hint of loneliness in Han Xianyun's voice.

Even if he was not good at martial arts, it was still something he regarded as his own child.

He had seen him compete in martial arts tournaments since he was a kid.

To him, those who have reached the limit of martial arts are the professional players he admires.

According to the development of events, perhaps there really is no martial arts tournament in this world.

"You think too much. Even if the Qin Yuan Kingdom is destroyed, the martial arts conference will continue for a hundred sessions!" Qi Yuan said firmly.

"You are such a boaster. The Qin Yuan Kingdom is gone, so what's the point of having a martial arts conference!" Han Xianyun couldn't help but retort.

"I am here, and the martial arts tournament is here."

“Tsk tsk!”

The two chatted and laughed as they entered the Martial Arts Alliance branch.

Next, the testing is done.

Anyone who passes the test can directly participate in the main competition of the martial arts conference.

There were more than thirty people in the hall, each of them was a warrior, emitting a fierce aura.

At this moment, the Southern Lion Zhang Yang shouted loudly, and his innate martial arts were used at this moment.

All that was heard was a burst of thunder on the stage.

Southern Lion Zhang Yang's opponent, a powerful warrior, had no time to resist and fell heavily.

"Southern Lion Zhang Yang wins!" Following the referee's voice, Southern Lion Zhang Yang came down from the ring arrogantly. As for the warrior he defeated, he never even looked at him and didn't take him seriously at all.

The warriors below looked at the Southern Lion Zhang Yang with envy and shock in their eyes.

"The strength of Southern Lion Zhang Yang has improved compared to last year!"

"It seems that the champion of this martial arts competition will undoubtedly be him!"

"But he is...too arrogant!"

Everyone was talking about it.

"Next... Qi Yuan."

Following the referee's voice, Qi Yuan also stepped forward.

Beihe Han Xianyun, who passed the test, smiled and said, "Come on, future champion, don't fail the test."

Yang Shan smiled and said, "You underestimate Qi Yuan too much. His talent... is even higher than yours!"

"Compared to me?" Beihe Han Xianyun was stunned. "What is his strength?"

"You'll know when you take a look." Yang Shan smiled even more.

Qi Yuan is just in his early twenties, seven or eight years younger than Han Xianyun.

As a result, it has reached the limit of martial arts.

More importantly, Qi Yuan had only been learning martial arts for less than a year.

Maybe, he could really break through the limits of martial arts like Luo Bufan.

After all, according to records, Luo Bufan's martial arts talent is not as good as Qi Yuan's.

At this time, Qi Yuan stepped onto the stage with a calm expression.

His enemy was a very burly man, his arms were thicker than Qi Yuan's thighs.

Standing on the ring, it's like a wall.

"This kid is unlucky. He actually faced the Iron Armored Storm!"

"Iron Armor Storm is practicing the Iron Armor Skill, which has unparalleled defense. That young man can't break his defense at all!"

"Why is he here?"

The warriors off the field were talking about it, and Han Xianyun also looked worried.

“His luck is too bad. Even if he is at the limit of ordinary martial arts, he has no chance of winning against the Iron Armor Storm.

After all... martial arts... sometimes come to an end!"

After all, he is still weak in martial arts, and the difference in size is also very important.

That big guy looked to weigh at least 300 pounds and was two meters tall. For such a strong man, it would be normal for him to defeat a warrior even if he didn't practice martial arts.

Not to mention, he also practiced the hard skill of Iron Armor Kung Fu.

However, at this moment, on the stage, Qi Yuan looked at this burly man with a look of regret in his eyes: "Your figure is very suitable for corpse refining.

What a pity, I am a good person."

Following his voice, Qi Yuan suddenly attacked.

In the eyes of the warriors present, his speed was simply astonishingly fast.

Iron Armored Storm didn't react at all.

A huge force landed on his chest.

"Ah!" Armored Storm shouted loudly.

However, his body seemed to be out of control and flew out of the ring, causing a loud noise.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly.

Everyone present was shocked. The scene before them was... too horrifying.

"This... the limit of martial arts is not just an ordinary limit of martial arts!"

The people present reacted and looked at Qi Yuan with a different look.

"So young...this talent is even stronger than the Northern Crane and Southern Lion!"

The warriors on the field were shocked.

Even some elderly warriors on the platform stood up excitedly.

"Another Luo Bufan appeared in this world?"

All the warriors looked at Qi Yuan differently.

After all, he has reached the limit of martial arts at such a young age.

This talent... is unprecedented and will probably never be matched in the future.

Maybe... there is hope of breaking through the limits of martial arts.

Thinking of this, all the warriors present were no longer calm.

The look he gave Qi Yuan also changed.

At this time, a warrior looked at the Southern Lion Zhang Yang with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "Zhang Yang, you have an opponent this time. His strength...is probably not inferior to yours."

Zhang Yang glanced at Qi Yuan, his eyes still arrogant: "I am participating in this martial arts competition, and the champion can only be me.

Humph, his strength... If it were in the past, I would have looked up to him, but now I... am no longer the same person I was before.

If I hadn't won the championship and left successfully, I wouldn't even bother to participate in this martial arts tournament."

He is not the same person now as he was before.

He... is already an immortal cultivator.

Even though he was just getting started... but dealing with some ordinary warriors... wasn't it easy? Facing Qi Yuan and the other warriors who were born as nouveau riche, he naturally looked down on them.

…

At the same time, in the alley.

Fortune teller Yu Xiu had a look of pain on his face, and dense red marks appeared on his face.

These red marks covered his entire face, looking extremely horrifying.

"not good……"

Bang! Bang! The sound like beating a drum rang out at this moment.

He collapsed to the ground, his eyes blurred, and saw a terrifying giant beast with two horns standing towards him in the fog ahead.

In the giant beast's hand, there was a bloody axe.

Such a scene is horrifying.

Yu Xiu's face was filled with fear.

"How could it be a monster of this level... I'm doomed, I'm going to die here..."

He felt aggrieved.

It's just an ordinary fortune-telling, just to exorcise a curse.

How did I end up in such bad luck? (End of this chapter)