Global Awakening: The Strongest Death Row Prisoner

"Run away quickly. I'm afraid there are pursuers from all directions now."

Yang Zhi said after handing the red spear to Su Xuan.

Everyone nodded.

Escape together.

Now only the last few dozen people remain.

All are excellent.

Among these people, there are also many prominent hunters.

Their strength may not be weaker than those of the pursuers.

Who can survive this war and still survive to this day, who is the good one?

But the order of magnitude of the two parties is obviously not at the same level.

So, it’s better to go.

Ning Jue and everyone fled here as fast as possible.

…

At this moment, Xiangyang.

Thousands of refugees sat cross-legged on the training ground.

They closed their eyes and concentrated, sensing the power of true energy in the sky.

This should be a course that can only be practiced when you are in the Qi Condensation Realm.

However, Ning Xia decided to move forward.

Zeng Wuxiang didn't like to be restrained by his disciples, so in fact, these people were his disciples, and he only taught the secrets.

He only came back occasionally to give advice.

Most of the time, it was Ning Xia who taught these people.

Logically speaking, one should reach the peak of the rigid body realm before sensing the existence of true energy.

But first sensing the existence of true energy, and then cultivating to the state of rigid body, will allow the true energy to be nourished all the time, so that the level will be improved more quickly.

This is a stronger foundation.

Although they cannot reach the Qi Condensation state now even if they sense the True Qi, it can at least make these people familiar with the True Qi and pave the way for the future.

These refugees have never been exposed to such a thing as true energy before.

Therefore, many people have been unable to feel the slightest bit of energy even after a whole week.

Ning Xia usually coaches her junior brothers and sisters here.

However, she couldn't help much with the step of sensing the true energy.

It all depends on your own feelings.

Xiangyang’s true energy is so strong.

Those who can perceive it can naturally perceive it.

If you can't feel the existence of true energy in a place with such strong true energy, then you basically have no chance of becoming a martial artist.

At this time, a little boy stood up.

He looked at Ning Xia with extremely serious eyes.

"Senior Sister Ning, I feel the real energy."

he said.

When Ning Xia heard this, her eyes brightened slightly.

This week, the little boy has not eaten anything and only drank water.

"May I have your name?"

Ning Xia asked.

Although she had noticed this little boy for a long time.

Alone refugee.

However, she had not yet interacted with the young boy and did not know his name.

"Wu Yang."

he said.

When Ning Xia saw him, he looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old.

His eyes always showed a maturity that was not in line with his age.

When he was practicing, he worked the hardest.

A week without sleep or food.

By early morning, almost everyone had left.

But only he and Song Hou were still practicing here.

Song Hou is also very hardworking, but obviously not as talented as Wu Yang.

Back then, it took Ning Xia a month to sense the existence of true energy.

As for Wu Yang, it was only a week.

And he's so young.

Presumably, your achievements will be very high in the future.

Ning Xia nodded, raised her hand to gather a stream of Qi, and pressed it into his Dantian.

"Feel this pure energy and lead it to expand the Dantian."

Ning Xia said.

Wu Yang nodded, his meridians trembling all over his body and his tendons straining.

He actually used brute force to force the true energy into his lungs, and then held his breath to force it into his dantian.

The Dantian was indeed expanded, but he also spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Wu Yang didn't even frown.

Ning Xia frowned slightly when she saw how he was practicing.

This is too violent and impetuous.

She just wanted his Dantian to become familiar with the existence of Qi in advance.

In this current state, even if he forces his true energy into his Dantian, he still cannot reach the state of Qi Condensation.

Who would have thought that he would use such violent means to force the true energy to flow into his Dantian.

Although he succeeded in forcing a ray of true energy to stay, he was still impetuous.

With such a mentality, it is difficult to achieve success in martial arts.

Ning Xia looked at him and wanted to give him some advice.

But after thinking about it, I still didn’t say anything.

Wu Yang's talent is very good.

If his own persuasion causes him to doubt his own cultivation method and become timid from then on, it will only harm him.

"Okay, now that you have sensed the existence of true energy, you can start practicing the Dragon Elephant Body Strengthening Technique."

Ning Xia said.

Wu Yang nodded, clasped his fists and stepped back.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

He turned around and left, and at the same time took out the copy of the Dragon Elephant Body Training Technique from his arms and began to study it.

When he turned his head, no one could see him.

At this time, the terrifying murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

His pupils were trembling.

At this moment, his whole body was in severe pain.

Because just now he forced his true energy into his Dantian, causing body rejection and some muscle rupture.

But he looked calm.

He must reach the strongest peak and avenge his mother.

He wants to destroy the Human Alliance.

With his hands, personally.

He is not willing to pay any price for this!

He held the Dragon Elephant Body Strengthening Technique in his hand and took out another tome with his other hand.

This is swordsmanship.

Li Hanguang's family swordsmanship "Gust Wind Sword".

He was multitasking, opening two books at the same time and studying them at the same time.

They are all the most exquisite and profound top techniques.

But he can read at the same time.

Even when you encounter obscure words and get stuck, you don't need guidance from others. You only need to digest them for a moment before you can fully understand them.

If Zeng Wuxiang saw this scene, he would definitely be amazed.

This is a one-of-a-kind martial arts prodigy.

Late at night.

"Junior brother and sister, please go back to your room and come back tomorrow."

Ning Xia said.

The refugees all sighed and got up to go back to their houses.

They all walked along, shaking their heads.

They had no special powers. They thought that if they came to Xiangyang and practiced hard, they would be able to learn the techniques and gain strength.

Who would have thought that they don't even have strong qualifications for cultivation.

God, it's really unfair.

But even so, no one was discouraged.

They clenched their fists and looked forward to tomorrow's practice.

After everyone left, Ning Xia took some time to relax.

She left here slowly and walked to Chu Sanhan's room.

Xiaolin was lying at the door, yawning.

Chu Sanhan's mental state has not been very good recently.

Ning Xia sent Xiao Lin at its door to prevent him from thinking too hard.

After all, when people hit rock bottom, one thought may lead to tragedy.

Ning Xia knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom.

The door opened.

"come in."

Chu Sanhan's voice came from inside the house.

Ning Xia walked into it.

There was only a strong smell of alcohol.

Many wine bottles were piled scatteredly in the corner.

"Xiao Lin, put away the wine bottles."

Ning Xia said.

When Xiao Lin heard this, his head was covered with black lines.

After it grew up, Ning Xia no longer pampered it and often let it do chores!

But it still dared not speak out in anger.

Alas, Longsheng is miserable.