Fighting the Martial Universe

The ordinary fighting spirit, the fighting spirit that can increase the true qi, can double the power, it is not bad.

Today, Mo Cang has truly increased his power by four times. More importantly, Mo Cang's fighting spirit is not for power augmentation, but with ice and fire attributes.

Mo Cang retracted the fighting spirit, and his eyes were also filled with ecstasy. The fighting spirit practice was simply incredible.

"Unfortunately, what the Hall of Soul Fighting Palace Master gave me seems to be only a fragmented scroll. If you can get all the magic formulas, you can cultivate the second order, the third order, or even the fourth order."

Mo Cang felt a little regretful.

This tactic can be cultivated to the fourth level, and now, he has only cultivated to the first level.

Father comforted: "Cang'er, now, in just two months, you have not only opened the acupuncture point to 100, but the fighting spirit has also been improved. You are still a twin fighting spirit. Under the imperial spirit, I am afraid that there will be no opponents. Up."

In this regard, Mo Cang has no qualms, his eyes are full of arrogance, and his voice screams: "I Mo Cang is destined to stand on the top of the Three Ridges, and any genius will crawl on me."

"As for that Zhang Mofan, you have killed you like frost. I will aspire to the top in Sanling and kill you directly!"

Mo Cang said coldly, his words were murderous.

Since the banquet a year ago, the hatred between him and Zhang Mofan has continued. The two have fought many times, and now they can finally draw an end to Sanling's aspirations.

"Cang'er, you can give full play to your talents. Even if you kill Zhang Mofan and have that big man around, Ziyang Academy has nothing to say."

The palace lord's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help saying.

"Father, who is that big man? Why does he value me?"

Mo Cang was puzzled.

He knows that he has received help from a big man, and there is still a lot of help.

In any case, he could not imagine that the big man would help him.

There shouldn't be any connection between them and that big man.

"Cang'er, there are some things that you still don't want to know. All you have to do is to cultivate hard. You are only qualified to know when you have cultivated to the ninth level of imperial qi."

The Palace Master said.

Hearing that, Mo Cang's eyes also sharpened, and the nine layers of imperial Qi were not too far away for him.

Within a few years, it may be possible to reach that level.

at the same time!

Sirius Mansion!

Lin looked at his son angrily, nodded and said, "Langtian, now you have cultivated fighting spirits to three Sirius, and you have opened up to three hundred points. Sanling has won the title, and there are not many people who can beat you. "

For this, Lin Langtian is also very confident.

His current strength is much stronger than two months ago.

"Father, I want to kill Zhang Mofan."

Lin Langtian said.

"No!"

Lin angrily yelled, and said: "Sanling wins the title, and many big people watch and dare to kill in front of many big people. Even I can't protect you, unless you can kill Zhang Mofan with one move."

Sanling aspires, if a genius misses to kill the opponent, there is no way.

If Lin Langtian only defeated Zhang Mofan, Zhang Mofan had already lost, and he wanted to kill Zhang Mofan, naturally it was impossible.

"I want to avenge my brother."

Lin Langtian shouted angrily.

"Langtian, I know you want to avenge Langya, but if you kill Zhang Mofan, you won't be able to survive, we won't be able to reach Ziyang Academy after all."

Lin Nu sighed, his eyes fierce: "However, as permitted by the rules, it is okay to abolish him."

.....

In a few days' time, Sanling was aspiring to the top, and many geniuses rushed to Ziyang Academy after completing their cultivation.

Almost all martial artists can participate in these three ridges, and the registration time will last for a full seven days.

Sanling's aspiration is divided into three stages. The first stage is the seven-day registration process.

The second stage is the admission of the audience.

The third stage is the official competition.

For the first stage of registration, even Zhang Mofan had to sign up. Moreover, the disciples of Ziyang College who wanted to participate in the Sanling Aspiration had an additional requirement, which was to get 300,000 merits.

Zhang Mofan, Duan Lang, and Luo Chu signed up together. The three of them are the geniuses who have the best chance to compete for ranking among Ziyang Academy.

As for Huang Qingyan, it seems that he has to make the final breakthrough, and it will take a few days later.

At the end of the registration, Zhang Mofan looked at the flow of people and couldn't help but exclaimed: "There are still many warriors who meet the registration requirements."

"Many warriors, as long as they meet the challenge, want to try it out. Sanling is aspiring, but it is a good experience."

Duan Lang said.

"The last time Sanling won the title, how many people participated?"

Zhang Mofan asked curiously.

"There are probably more than a thousand people, but less than 50 people can really pass the first round of the knockout."

Duan Lang replied.

"What? Less than fifty people?"

Zhang Mofan couldn't help but sucked in the air, and he was more and more looking forward to this Sanling aspiration ~www.wuxiaspot.com~.

Returning to the Ziyang ground vein, Zhang Mofan also sat cross-legged and said: "Sanling wins the top, the most threatening to me, except for Mo Cang Lin Langtian, it should be the demon. I don’t know if there will be some in the sky during the game. genius."

"Brother Fan, with your current strength and ordinary Yu Qi, you can fight a few moves, so there is no need to worry."

Ba Ye said.

"Ok!"

Zhang Mofan nodded. After all, this is the first time he has participated in a competition of this size, so it is naturally very important.

Moreover, he only opened ten acupuncture points, compared to those martial artists who opened hundreds of acupuncture points, naturally there are still many disadvantages.

If he also opened two or three hundred acupuncture points, he could win the first place with his eyes closed.

Today, the first stage of registration has ended, and the second stage of audience admission is also ongoing.

The venue for the competition is a huge canyon in the back mountain of Ziyang College. The canyon is extremely empty. As for the surrounding mountains, many seats are arranged.

Those who can be invited to watch Sanling's aspirations are either rich or noble.

Approaching the evening, the autumn wind is bleak, the vegetation is withered, and there is a slight vicissitudes of life in Ziyang Academy.

However, the atmosphere of Ziyang College is very hot, with discussions everywhere.

Basically, they are discussing who is most likely to compete for the top ten and who can compete for the first.

Tomorrow will be the aspiration of Sanling, by then, there will be more than one thousand talented warriors gathered in Ziyang Academy.

Tomorrow is bound to be an epic battle, and not only that, the Hall of Souls will also send soul envoys to watch the battle.

This kind of scene makes people excited when thinking about it!

Tomorrow, it is destined to be remembered by everyone in Dongzhou.

Sanling contends, who can win?

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