High Martial Arts Era: Starting with a 100,000-fold increase in comprehension

Shenwu Academy, in an old red house.

The sunlight shines into it, and the air ripples like a lake, and the water shimmers.

Three figures pass through the barrier and come here.

Ming Laodao: "You are here indeed."

Feng Xuan's old figure stands in front of a long wall, turning a deaf ear, quietly looking at the "old objects" on the wall, his eyes full of nostalgia.

At the highest point, there is a broken bronze folding knife.

It belongs to the first generation of Shenwu Academy's principals more than two hundred years ago.

And at the lowest point, there is a weapon used by Red King Li Dong, a torn red silk.

This is the ancestral hall of Shenwu Academy.

It is also the Hall of Heroes.

"Since the first generation of principals, it has been more than two hundred years, and only 13 items have been left here, but too many people are buried behind them." Feng Xuan sighed, "Do you still remember the scene when we entered school? I am almost forgetting the faces of many old friends."

"Who said it wasn't. We old guys should have been buried in the old times."

Xing Lao glanced at the red silk and sighed, "Li Dong, what a pity."

"Li Dong is my disciple. He died on the battlefield. I am proud of him."

Feng Xuan said calmly, "It's better to say that I knew this result a long time ago."

"That kid's qualifications can only enter the king realm at most. The road ahead is cut off, but he has a sense of justice and responsibility far beyond others. In order to protect Daxia, pave the way for the younger generation, and the justice in his heart, it is not surprising to make such a choice."

"It's better to say that it is because there are many people like him that Daxia can come to this day."

The old woman surnamed Yue looked at the genius of the same generation in front of her, her eyes full of sighs and complexity.

The former high-spirited and unrivalled genius is now nearly a hundred years old, with white hair.

Even if life span can be increased with the improvement of life level, the traces left by time are difficult to erase.

In addition...

"Feng Xuan, your old injury... is it aggravated?" Elder Ming suddenly asked.

As soon as this was said, the old woman's expression tightened, and she and Elder Yue looked at Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan smiled and said, "As expected of an old archer who has stepped half a foot into the king realm, this vision is really amazing."

He sighed lightly, "The injury left on me by a cursed demigod at a huge cost contains a taboo curse, which is not so easy to solve. It's not that the old injury has worsened, but after these thirty years, I have gradually weakened. Even with the suppression of the relic deep in the academy, it is gradually unable to be suppressed."

"How could it be..." The old woman shook.

Elder Ming frowned, "It's so serious?!"

Yes, otherwise, how could a demigod-level being, whose life level is close to the level of gods, look so old at just over a hundred years old?

Even ordinary 100-year-old kings look old.

Elder Xing said angrily, "Old man, why didn't you tell us about such an important thing?!"

"No need." Feng Xuan smiled, "I'm a demigod. When did I fall to the point where you need to worry about me? Besides, it's useless to tell you about a problem that even I can't solve. It will only add to your troubles."

"Is there really no way to cure it?" The old woman couldn't help asking.

Feng Xuan shook his head, "I have asked the book spirit of the library, and there is no way to break or repair it in its records. Unless we find the complete Book of Wisdom, but that is almost impossible. I have looked for possible ruins and copies in Daxia, and there is no trace of the Book of Wisdom."

"Don't worry too much."

Feng Xuan said casually: "Although my strength has weakened, I can at least hold on for ten years, at most only ten years, or even shorter. Recently, I feel that many ancient auras in the depths of the abyss are reviving, and dangerous auras are spreading. Perhaps soon, order and stability will be broken."

"Ten years is enough for me to finish some things."

Ming Lao: "What are you going to do?"

"Find a successor who can support this Shenwu Academy even after I leave." Feng Xuan smiled.

The old woman's eyes flashed, and a figure of a young man in black with a distant aura appeared in front of her, "Are you talking about that child?"

Xing Lao was puzzled and said, "He is indeed worthy of terrifying qualifications and amazing talents, but ten years...isn't it too short?"

To take over Feng Xuan's position, at least he must be a king, and he must be almost invincible in the same realm.

Otherwise.

It will not be able to support the reputation of Zhushenwu Academy, the first academy in Daxia!

Hearing the doubts and inquiries of the three elders, Feng Xuan smiled and waved his hand.

The water waves in the air rippled, showing the real-time picture in the ethereal sword domain.

Feng Xuan sighed: "Seeing this scene, you still think ten years is short"What?"

The three elders looked at it intently, their expressions changed instantly, and a storm surged in their hearts.

"This..."

"This is...? !"

…………

In the ethereal sword domain.

Dark clouds gathered, strong winds blew, and lightning and thunder roared.

"Shua!"

As Sikong threw the black lightning spear condensed in his hand with all his strength, the entire sky exploded in an instant, and was covered by countless black thunders, densely packed like a spider web.

"Kazi!"

A beam of extremely terrifying black lightning penetrated the space and appeared in front of Jiang Yuan at an incredible speed.

The magnetic barrier cast by Guardian 0 and the mechanical wall transformed by it only resisted for a moment before being shattered.

"Boom! "

Jiang Yuan's eyes burst out with terrifying golden light, his black hair fluttered, and countless golden rays of light bloomed behind his head.

With the extremely powerful martial arts will blessing and the immortal divine body urging, the terrifying blood and qi flowed in his body like a torrent, and the extremely rich blood and qi turned into golden flames covering the body surface, and merged into the right fist in a mighty way, making the right fist lose its shape and completely turned into dazzling and brilliant gold, illuminating the world, and just looking at it would make people's eyes hurt.

Even if no skills and talents are used, this pure physique is extremely powerful!

"Black flash. Air strike. "

Jiang Yuan's eyes flickered, and he punched out with his right fist at an extremely fast speed. The right fist disappeared, and only an extremely shining fist light rushed out.

The golden fist light and the dark lightning light collided with each other.

After a brief silence.

Silently.

A large area of ​​void in front of Jiang Yuan shattered like a whole piece of glass, and countless cracks spread.

The entire ice lake was shattered along with it.

…………

"Hoohoohoohoohoohoohoo..."

Sikong stood in the sky, breathing heavily.

The lightning armor on his body gradually began to disintegrate and shatter.

The previous blow almost consumed all his physical strength, and his spirit reached a critical point, and his eyelids were trembling.

"How is it? "

The ice lake below was completely covered by ice fog, and the scene could not be seen clearly, but soon a strong wind blew over, the ice fog dissipated, and a huge pit appeared in the center of the ice lake, deep to the bottom of the lake, like a big rift valley, dividing the entire ice lake into two.

Seeing the figure standing at the edge.

Si Kong smiled bitterly.

"Even this trick is useless, can't even your skills and talents be forced out...?"

"How strong are you?"

Lin Qingyan, Gao Tian, ​​Jiang Yan, and Shi Zhentian had just recovered from the shock of the previous attack.

Then they saw Jiang Yuan standing at the edge.

"Oh, it's still broken. "

Jiang Yuan looked at the broken [Ksitigarbha's wristband] on the ground, stretched out his hand helplessly and scratched his hair,

Without using any talents and skills, relying on pure physique and martial arts alone is indeed not enough.

The Taoist power value of the killing move just now should be close to 8000 points, worthy of being the number one prodigy of Shenwu Academy...

Without the restraint of the Ksitigarbha wristband.

The golden blood he had suppressed for a long time spread outward in the form of ripples, with him as the center.

Getting stronger and stronger.

The sense of oppression is getting heavier.

The layers of disaster clouds began to shake and break.

The ice lake began to collapse and break inch by inch with him as the center. The sword rock in the distance was also impacted and began to shake violently.

Including the grassland farther away, thousands of students also felt the oppression brought by the pure blood, some of them were short of breath, and they all used their talents and skills to resist.

"Well, it's so uncomfortable."

"What is this? Blood? ”

“How can there be such a rich blood, like an ocean…”

“I feel the vitality, such a terrifying vitality, just like the sun…”

Under the gazes of the geniuses and students who were shocked, dazed, bewildered, horrified, horrified, terrified, awed, awed, worshipped, and obsessed.

The young professor of the sword technique department looked up at the sky, with a magical smile on his handsome face, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and the corners of his black coat fluttering.

Even if he was the first in the academy, and perhaps the first genius in Daxia, his killer move could hardly leave any scars on him.

That calm and unhurried attitude.

It seemed to tell everyone.

What is invincible.