Fight to break the sky

After lying on the cold stone ground for a long time, Xiao Yan slowly regained his breath. The joy on his face could hardly be concealed. He moved his slightly sore legs and crossed himself into a training posture again.

After letting out a breath, Xiao Yan closed his eyes slightly and his mind gradually sank into his body.

Internal vision is an auxiliary skill that can only be mastered by the fighter level. The higher the strength, the more thorough the exploration of the situation inside the body.

As his mind sank into his lower abdomen, a palm-sized milky white cyclone was slowly rotating. On the outside of the cyclone, there was a layer of nebula-like milky white energy gas wrapped around it.

Staring at this tiny cyclone, Xiao Yan nodded with satisfaction. Although the current cyclone is small in size, the energy contained in it is definitely more than ten times stronger than the previous nine levels of fighting energy!

The fighting spirit and the ninth stage fighting energy are almost fundamentally different. The energy absorbed by the fighting spirit before is called fighting spirit, but the energy absorbed by the fighting spirit after the fighting spirit is called the real fighting energy!

Although there is only one word difference between the two, the difference is as huge as a world of difference and there is no comparison.

The mind controlled the cyclone, Xiao Yan's heart moved slightly, and a ray of milky white fighting spirit quickly separated from the cyclone, and then rushed away along the direction pointed by the mind.

His mind continued to control the influx of the cyclone. After he became more and more proficient, Xiao Yan was satisfied and stopped his playful actions, and his mind slowly exited the body.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and in the dark pupils, the milky white light stayed for about ten seconds before gradually dissipating.

His mouth was slightly opened, and Xiao Yan blew out a mouthful of turbid air. After spitting out the turbid air, Xiao Yan's face became noticeably smoother.

He twisted his neck, and the crackling sound of bones colliding made Xiao Yan grin. He raised his head, looked at Yao Lao, who was floating like a ghost at the entrance of the cave, and said with a bright smile: "Succeeded."

"Well, I'm pretty lucky. I succeeded in condensing the cyclone the first time." Yao Lao nodded and said calmly.

"Is this relying on strength?" He shrugged, and Xiao Yan suddenly showed a look of flattery on his face. He stretched out his hand and said shyly: "Teacher, you see, I have reached the level of a fighter. Is it time to give me fighting qi skills?"

Hearing this, Yao Lao rolled his eyes, floated into the cave, and slowly sat down in front of Xiao Yan. After thinking for a while, he said with a slightly solemn face: "What technique do you want?"

"Ahem, it's... it's that thing that's even weirder than the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique. It can... be able to evolve." Xiao Yan nodded and said coquettishly.

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, an inexplicable meaning flashed across Yao Lao's face, but he unexpectedly fell silent.

"Teacher, what's wrong? Is it possible that you deceived me about that technique?" Looking at Yao Lao's expression, Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask with some anxiety.

"This technique can indeed evolve, I'm not lying to you." Yao Lao said softly.

Seeing Yao Lao admit it again, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel happy, rubbed his hands, and said carefully: "Can you let me practice?"

"This technique is extremely weird, and it is true that it can evolve. However, the danger rate is extremely high!" After another long silence, Yao Lao sighed.

Being a little uneasy by Yao Lao's sighing appearance, Xiao Yan slowly retracted his hand and asked weakly: "How high?"

With a bitter smile, Yao Lao shook his head and said helplessly: "Since I obtained this technique, I have never seen or heard of anyone practicing this technique, so I don't know the real answer. , However, based on my experience of living for so long, it seems that the success rate of reaching the peak of this weird technique is not more than 20%..."

"Twenty percent?" Xiao Yan's face stiffened, and he laughed dryly: "No...it can't be that low, right?"

Sighing and nodding, Yao Lao said bitterly: "I'm afraid it's really only that low."

Rubbing his forehead with a wry smile, Xiao Yan was still unwilling to give up. The temptation of being able to evolve into a heaven-level technique was too great for him.

"Teacher, can you tell me the general practice of this technique?"

Yao Lao rubbed his withered palms together, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "The evolutionary conditions of this technique are also related to the "different fire" I told you a few days ago."

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, remained silent, and listened.

"Well, I also got this skill accidentally. The skill was originally nameless, but I gave it a name, "Fen Jue"." Speaking of this, a complicated look flashed across Yao Lao's face. It seems that the process of obtaining this technique was not as simple as he said.

"Fen Jue can indeed evolve, but the prerequisite for its evolution is that it needs "different fire" as raw material. Every evolution must consume a kind of "different fire"!" Yao Lao's voice was slightly hoarse: " You must know that "extraordinary fire" is a violent and destructive thing. Not only is it rare to see in a hundred years, but even if you see it, who can guarantee that you can successfully devour it? In order to get this "Bone Spirit Cold Fire", I almost went Burned alive into nothingness..."

"The most terrifying thing is that this technique must swallow all kinds of "different fires"... God, just one kind of strange fire can torture a strong Dou Huang to death, I really don't dare Imagine what it would be like if a person had two or more "different fires" in his body..."

Looking at Yao Lao with a look of disbelief on his face, Xiao Yan was also shaken to the point of stiffness. He evolved by swallowing strange fire? Grandma’s, it’s not certain who will devour whom! The guy who created this technique is probably a lunatic.

"Although the danger rate of this technique is surprisingly high, I don't doubt its potential. If it is really practiced successfully... In the Dou Qi Continent, except for a handful of people... I'm afraid there won't be many..." People can be opponents." Yao Lao sighed.

Xiao Yan nodded empathetically. If there was someone who could control several kinds of strange fires with ease, then even a strong man at the level of "Fighting Saint" wouldn't dare to lightly shave his beard, right? Of course, under this premise, it is up to him not to be swallowed up by the strange fire...

Looking at Xiao Yan, Yao Lao hesitated and asked, "Now, do you... still want to learn?"

Xiao Yan was silent as his body trembled slightly.