Boil the heavens

"But what should I do specifically?" Wang Lin asked again thoughtfully.

"In the beginning, I trained by engraving sword qi. Later, as my skill became more and more profound, engraving could no longer meet the purpose of training, so I split my true qi into individual sword qi for exercise. The method of splitting sword qi is too dangerous and not applicable, but you can try to condense your true qi for training." Yan Fei made a suggestion.

In fact, Yan Fei has always wanted to quantify this degree of control in detail, but since the true energy is invisible and has different attributes, it is difficult to tell the specific one, two, three, four, five, and his own degree of control is not high, so at present It's just a thought.

Yan Fei's words made everyone ponder. Apart from increasing their skills, they saw another way to become stronger!

Looking at the contemplative crowd, Yan Fei smiled and turned his gaze back to the rings.

Western arena.

Mingjiao mountain old man vs. Ouyang Feng, this is the last match.

"Ouyang Feng, is my Mingjiao's "Great Teleportation of the Universe" useful?" The bearded mountain old man with a Middle Eastern face, surrounded by scarlet torches, looked at Ouyang Feng coldly.

"It's really easy to use. Why, do you have an opinion?" Facing the old man in the mountain, Ouyang Feng was quite indifferent, as if he should have done so.

Too much hatred, the old man in the mountain who was born as a horse bandit is not a good tempered man, the holy fire order exuded blood red flames, and rushed towards Ouyang Feng roaringly, "Then let the old man see how well you have mastered "The Great Teleportation of the Universe" Essence!"

"Alright, I'll let you, a frog in a well, see the true power of "The Great Teleportation of the Universe"!" Although he didn't care about it, in fact Ouyang Feng still very much recognized the strength of the old man in the mountain.

In the face of the roaring holy fire order, he directly used the strongest toad kung fu!

The phantom of the three-legged golden toad enveloped the whole body, and the "Great Teleportation of the Universe" was running vigorously, constantly moving the holy fire orders attacking from all directions.

"Have you reached the third stage in just ten years? It's not bad, but it's not enough to stop the old man!" With a cold snort, the six holy fire orders gathered into one, as if turning into a hot flame, falling from the sky To Ouyang Feng.

"break!"

With a loud shout, Ouyang Feng used all his strength to fight with all his strength, and fought with the old man in the mountain who was attacking fiercely with the flames of the holy fire.

The battle in the western arena was fierce, but the other arenas were coming to an end, so it was very relaxed.

Although there were many masters in the central arena, Yan Fei ended it early with one sword strike; in the southern arena, there were very few masters, and with the escort of several apprentices from Yideng, Master Yideng won the final prize within a few strikes. victory.

In the Eastern Ring and the Northern Ring, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong faced their daughter and apprentice respectively.

Rather than saying it is a competition, it is better to say that the elders are giving pointers.

For the final point of view, looking at his daughter and disciples who were able to compete with him, both Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong felt that this was their last chance.

In a few years, I'm afraid I won't need myself anymore.

0047 degrees

The BOSS is still the original BOSS, no one challenged successfully.

However, no one was disappointed. This time Huashan Discussion of Swords gathered together, and everyone saw the wonderful competition.

"Next is the competition between the five masters and the final ranking battle on the hero list." Liu Sheng, who failed to challenge Yan Fei, came out to preside over the overall situation and announced the next process.

Looking at Yan Fei and the others, Liu Sheng hoped that the competition between the five masters could be held in front of everyone.

However....

"What if this competition is a monkey show?" Ouyang Feng snorted coldly. He was injured in the battle with the old man in the mountain just now, and he was also the only one among the five unique ones who was injured. Resented back.

Shaking his head slightly, Master Yideng also spoke at this time, "I have no intention of being number one in the world, but... Chief Qiu, the grievances and grievances between us should be settled."

Walking towards Qiu Qianren, Yideng decided to take Yan Fei's suggestion and accept Qiu Qianren.

"Want to make a move? Let's do it!" Although he was defeated by Hong Qigong and knew that his martial arts were still far behind Wujue, Qiu Qianren, as a hero of the generation, was not afraid at all.

I hurt your son, why?

You want to fight?

Then fight!

Dressed in gray, Qiu Qianren, who is not tall but full of aura, is full of villain charm at the moment.

Shaking his head, Master Yideng chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, I have no intention of fighting with the benefactor, but I can't let go of the past, so I want to accept the benefactor as a disciple and cultivate each other, so as to eliminate the sins of the benefactor and at the same time It harmonizes the Buddha's heart."

Master Yideng was frank, saying one thing and another.

However, getting Qiu Qianren to submit obediently is not something that can be done with a few candid words.

"Wishful thinking!" As he said, Qiu Qianren raised a pair of iron palms and attacked Master Yideng first.

The jade-colored Iron Palm was fierce and domineering, even better than Shangguan Jiannan back then, but facing the piercing Yiyang Finger, Iron Palm was still a bit inferior.

Qiu Qianren was defeated, but still uttered nonsense, dissatisfied with Master Yideng.

Yan Fei didn't talk too much while watching the play, but at this time Hong Qigong couldn't stand it anymore, and he had a theory of killing people and killing bad people and killing good people, and Master Yideng kept chanting Buddhist scriptures, so he used his mouth to escape Qiu Qianren was so fooled that he couldn't find Bei.

So, under the amazed gazes of the crowd, Qiu Qianren paid homage to Master Yideng as his teacher, bid farewell one by one, and they left Huashan first.

"The dignified generation of gang leaders was persuaded like this?" Wang Lin couldn't believe it.

"It's not just persuasion." Yan Fei said slowly, "Hong Qigong's set of theories just now did shake Qiu Qianren's mind, but this wavering shouldn't be a big deal for a hero. Master Deng's Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures faintly contain the power of spiritual transformation."

The spirit is invisible, it is not the person, and Yan Fei can't feel it clearly, but if you think about it carefully, it should be right.

"Spiritualization power? What the hell?" Looking at Yan Fei, Wang Lin's head was full of question marks.

"Do you still remember the soul-absorbing method in the "Nine Yin Manual"? That is a method of using the spirit. Master Yideng should have combined this method with Buddhist scriptures, and then added some sound waves such as lion roars. The method is to take advantage of Qiu Qianren's wavering and guide his mind, and this is what happened just now." Yan Fei said softly.

"So amazing?" Wang Lin was slightly taken aback, and then said, "Brother, can you create similar martial arts? If you can, it will be a supreme weapon to use in preaching!"

Wang Lin's thinking was very active, which stunned everyone in Quanzhen, but they immediately realized that this might be a good idea, and all cast their eyes on him, especially the head teacher Ma Yu, whose eyes were burning.

"It's not that easy!" Spreading his hands, from the double cultivation method to the innate five elements, from the realm of no sword to the concentration of sword intent... Yan Fei has too many martial arts projects to study now, and he really doesn't plan to go this way develop.

But... this is indeed a topic worth studying.

"Let me think about it before I talk about it!" Yan Fei shrugged to meet everyone's gaze.

Master Yideng has left, but the competition among the others is still going on.

"How about going back to that mountain?" Huang Yaoshi suggested, pointing to the mountain where the Wujue fought fiercely.

"No problem!" Hong Qigong agreed first.

Ouyang Feng didn't say a word, just jumped in and left.

"Together?" Hong Qigong looked at Yan Fei.

"Then let's go!" Yan Fei chuckled, "By the way, let's do a written test on the foot."