Beijing.
It was the most prosperous and prosperous city in China. It had the best information network, and it was also the city with the most fortuitous encounters. The resources there were things every player could only dream of.
Not only was it surrounded by the eight great sects and countless small sects, it was also the headquarters of the greatest force of power in the imperial court — Six Doors.
Also!
Eastern Depot and Western Depot, which were the branches of the imperial court, were the most powerful forces.
Even though being commanded by a group of eccentric eunuchs made people feel aggrieved and embarrassed, the person guarding Eastern Depot and Western Depot was the old eunuch, Liu Jin. She was a powerful person who had learned the greatest treasure in the world of martial arts — Sunflower Manual. The martial arts of Eastern Depot and Western Depot were also ultimate techniques from various sects. There was no need to doubt the strength of their martial arts. In fact, they could even suppress the outstanding people from other sects, which attracted quite a number of players.
As for the Embroidered Uniform Guards, they wore flying fish robes and embroidered sabers since they joined the sect. They were also a great sight in Beijing. Even though their martial arts were not outstanding, they relied on the various criminals on death row in the imperial prison. They did not need to spend a lot of effort to obtain a quiet training ground, and they could be considered to be a force of power with pretty good privileges in the imperial court.
The streets of Beijing were filled with child beggars in rags. They held bamboo poles and begged on the streets, regardless of whether they were men or women. There were a lot of them, but no one cast them disdainful or scornful gazes!
Because they were the disciples of Beggar's Sect, which had the largest number of disciples in World of Martial Arts and the greatest cohesiveness!
Everyone practiced Mad Demon Staff Technique!
Everyone longed for the heroic life of the child beggars in the demi-gods and semi-demons who wandered about, ate large chunks of meat, and drank large bowls of wine. Even though they were poor, they were happy. Because they had nothing, they gained something every day. This was something the people in the real world could not experience or understand.
Except for Beggar's Sect!
Another super sect was also standing right under the eyes of the capital city …
Ming Cult!
At that moment …
A group of three people stood on Nine Dragon Mountain outside Beijing. One of them was in front, and the other two were behind him. They looked into the distance and admired the tall and sturdy walls of Beijing with solemn gazes. It was an ancient city that contained thousands of years of Chinese culture!
"As expected of a country that occupies a quarter of the world's population. The new generation excels the old, and there is always a taller mountain …" The middle-aged man in the lead looked at the walls in the distance with great fondness. He slowly let out a sincere sigh. Clearly, he was not there to admire the scenery.
"…"
The two people behind him looked at each other in silence. The atmosphere was stagnant.
"Hahahaha!!"
The middle-aged man laughed for a while and opened the folding fan in his hand. "Ridiculous!" He mocked himself and turned around. While he walked, he fanned himself and sang. "As the tower master of Wind and Rain Tower, you have more than one hundred Blessed Realm disciples and five thousand disciples! So what? After scheming against each other for three months, I still can't even take down the capital … Just yesterday, I was still mocking the Mountain Range Faction for being wiped out by a swordsman. Hmph, to think that I would be easily killed by a nameless swordsman from the Great Desert … "Closing his fan, Zhang Xuan said with a determined tone," Rather than continuing to be a useless Pavilion Master, I might as well disband! "
The expressions of the two people behind him changed drastically.
"Tower Master!"
"Big bro!!"
He quickly caught up to the dispirited middle-aged man.
"Big brother! You weren't like this before! "The person on the left looked like a typical northern man. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his voice was loud and clear.
"Isn't it just a desert swordsman? Is there a need to be so disappointed and belittle yourself? Think about it! Throughout history, which sect didn't grow stronger through trials and tribulations? "
"Young Tower is right!"
The man on the right was elegant and had a handsome face. When he heard the man's words, he walked forward and stared at the middle-aged man with a pair of intelligent eyes.
"Yesterday, our headquarters was destroyed. Wind and Rain and the others were indeed badly injured. Our brothers are also very angry, but tower master, no one has given up!"
"Sigh …"
The middle-aged man threw his head back and sighed long and hard, as if he did not want to listen to the man.
But it was no wonder!
If anyone asked about the strongest sect in Beijing, everyone would point to Wind and Rain Tower, which was a prestigious mansion!
They were the first to build a sect, the first to have more than ten Blessed Realm martial artists, and the first to set up branches around the city so that it would be convenient for their disciples to stay and send all sorts of information.
Tower Master Rain of Wind and Rain Tower had also used extraordinary methods and ambition to gather famous players in Beijing. Step by step, he turned Wind and Rain Tower into the strongest player sect in Beijing in terms of economy and strength.
This sort of achievement!
For a time, many people believed that Wind and Rain Tower would definitely become the first super sect to walk out of Beijing and intimidate the entire country.
However!
During the quest …
Wind and Rain Tower, which had performed extraordinarily well, ran into great danger.
The sabersman from the Desert Court brought with him thirteen built and built men from beyond the Great Wall to protect the carriage of the Turkic royal court from the desert until they were one hundred miles away from Beijing.
The name of the sabersman from the Desert Court was North Placating Duke, but his nickname in the world of martial artists was Soul Severing Guest.
During the one hundred miles journey from the Desert Court to Beijing, more than one thousand players died in the hands of North Placating Duke and his party!
The closer they got to Beijing, the more people they ran into, and they were practically constantly engaged in crossfire.
But!
North Placating Duke was fearless. With a broken saber that was less than two feet long, he killed dozens of Blessed Realm martial artists, and among them were a few chief masters from Wind and Rain Tower.
A few leaders dragged more than ten chief masters and more than thirty Blessed Realm martial artists to block North Placating Duke's path once more.
The prologue to the matter was drawn!
More than thirty Blessed Realm martial artists.
This lineup could be considered as a rather grand battle matrix in the entire game.
Even if North Placating Duke and his party reached Blessed Realm, it was impossible for each of them to fight against three people alone.
In the end …
Aside from the fact that the battle was one-sided in the beginning, eight of the thirteen cavaliers who followed North Placating Duke south died. After a devastating battle, all of them died!
For this, Wind and Rain Tower only sacrificed three lives.
However!
The four Blessed Realm martial artists on North Placating Duke's side all died!
When he noticed that all his companions had died, North Placating Duke went completely berserk! He rushed into the crowd and brought forth astonishing combat abilities with his broken saber. With a method where both sides were heavily injured, he killed all the remaining Wind and Rain Tower elites with his injured body.
Also …
North Placating Duke resolutely gave up on the carriage he wanted to protect and charged into Beijing alone. He went to Wind and Rain Tower's headquarters, cut off the flag outside Wind and Rain Tower's door, and challenged the headquarters alone.
Even though Tower Rain was personally stationed in the headquarters and there were more than ten elites and more than one hundred disciples by her side, they could not stop North Placating Duke, who had a golden chain around his broken saber.
With just one person and one saber, not only did he turn Wind and Rain Tower's headquarters into a living hell, he did not even manage to protect Tower Rain and the headquarters.
The incident with Wind and Rain Tower soon spread like wildfire online!
It became a major event that shocked the world of martial artists after Mountain Range Sect.
Soul Severing Guest, North Placating Duke, also became a dazzling existence like Quick Sword Xiao San!
Even though Wind and Rain Tower could be rebuilt …
However, Lou Yu noticed the difference between a true expert and a normal expert from this incident.
She raised her hand and interrupted the duo's attempts to persuade her. Then, she stared at them with a tone that allowed no argument.
"You don't need to try and persuade me anymore. From now on, I will let you manage Wind and Rain Tower."
"What about you?"
"World of Martial Arts is a world where only the strong can play. A sect cannot lack true elites!" Once she finished speaking, Tower Rain left.
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