I have a magic pot

Ten feet away in front of him stood a square earth-yellow stone pier about ten feet long and wide.

This is the "Force Measuring Stone" that Han Feng bought for [-] merit points recently, and he collected it in the territory of Huzhong for the convenience of cultivation.

At this moment, Han Feng stared at the force measuring stone, his body was as motionless as a sculpture.

In this way, more than ten breaths have passed.

Suddenly, the overlord gun sounded a low buzzing sound, and Han Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and he shot out!

"The first form of star-shattering marksmanship, star-shattering!"

With a low shout, Han Feng's figure suddenly moved forward, taking mysterious steps.

In an instant, ten steps away from the force-measuring stone, Han Feng twisted his body suddenly and rose into the air.

The man and the spear merged into one, swirling in the air like the wind, turned into a stream of silver light, pierced the sky, and blasted towards the center of the force measuring stone.

Before the spear arrived, a sharp spear force, engulfed in wind and waves, had already bombarded the force measuring stone heavily.

"Boom...!"

A faint yellow light flickered on the surface of the force measuring stone, and the light quickly deepened.

In the next instant, the tip of the spear erupted with dazzling light.

In a trance, it seemed as if a "shooting star" came through the sky and suddenly bombarded the force measuring stone.

Under the whirling of the spear, the terrifying vigor was like arrows, shooting in all directions.

"Chi Chi Chi...!"

Just as the guns continued to pour in, it was about to reach its peak.

"Crack, click, click...!"

Cracks appeared on the surface of the force measuring stone, and finally exploded!

"boom……!"

Han Feng's spear faltered, his figure staggered, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

Looking at the gravel all over the ground, he was stunned for a long while.

"How...how could it be?"

The force measuring stone that I spent [-] merit points to buy exploded on the spot.

If it hadn't been used a few times before, Han Feng would have thought he had bought a "fake and inferior product".

After a period of sluggishness, Han Feng's eyes burst into ecstasy.

"I... I have practiced it, I have practiced the 'Breaking Star Style'!"

Han Feng was very excited. These days, he has been studying the first form of the star-breaking spear technique every day.

Even though his spear intent has become more and more proficient and his skill is improving day by day, it is still difficult for Han Feng to master this "star-breaking style" spear.

Until just now, Han Feng finally grasped the mysterious artistic conception and used this style.

Looking at the broken force measuring stone again, Han Feng couldn't help but secretly marvel.

As expected of a general martial skill, the upper limit of the power measuring stone is the power of eighteen cauldrons, and ordinary nine-star spirit warriors of the Hui level only have the power of nine cauldrons, but the power of this spear of mine exceeds eighteen cauldrons!

And Han Feng knew that even though he had used the star-breaking style, he hadn't fully exploded its power.

Otherwise, if the "Essence, Qi, Spirit" and "Spear Intent" are concentrated at one point, they will only "break through" the sight stone, and will not "shatter" it.

If one can fully master the star-breaking pose, the power of this pose will skyrocket a lot!

Not to mention, the last two forms of the Star Breaking Spear Technique are even more powerful.

Thinking of this, Han Feng stood up excitedly, but just as he stood up, he felt his feet go weak and his body felt weak for a while.

Han Feng was startled, he quickly stabilized his figure, and found out after looking inside.

More than [-]% of the spiritual power in his dantian has been consumed, and even more than half of the blood in his body has been consumed.

Just one shot had consumed so much energy.

With my current state, I'm afraid I can't even use the second shot.

It seems that the more powerful a martial skill is, the more energy it consumes.

If he really faces a strong enemy in the future, this ultimate move cannot be easily used.

Otherwise, if you can't kill the enemy with one move, you will be the one who dies.

Of course, Han Feng was still very happy after practicing the star-breaking style and possessing a "killer" skill.

He has already made a plan, and tomorrow he will go to Shenglin Temple to receive a "three-star mission".

After completing the task, you can wait for the opportunity to attack the Chen-level realm and be promoted to an intermediate-level disciple.

Having made a plan in his heart, Han Feng came to the Lingchi again and soaked for an hour.

After sweeping away the exhaustion all over the body, he practiced kung fu in the territory of Huzhong again.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Han Feng didn't go to Shenglin Hall immediately, because today happened to be the morning class time, and he had to go to class first.

Han Feng went out and headed west alone.

As soon as he reached a corner of the square, two figures rushed towards him, rushing towards him in a hurry.

"Boss, you are here, come with us, something has happened!"

It was Yuan Xiaobiao and Qin Yan who came. They grabbed Han Feng's arm and started running.

Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly asked.

"What happened, why are you in such a hurry?"

Just listen to what Qin Yan said.

"Xie Jin, Senior Brother Xie has an accident."

"Thank you, brother?"

While Yuan Xiaobiao was pulling Han Feng forward, he began to talk about it loudly.

It turned out that, this morning, those middle-level students in Class [-] all came to the morning class for some reason.

Everyone gathered in the classroom, and things were peaceful at first, but a mid-level disciple suddenly yelled, saying that Chu Yue stole his talisman paper, and insisted that Chu Yue return it to him.

Chu Yue flatly denied it, and the two started arguing.

That mid-level disciple not only injured Chu Yue on the spot, but also didn't shy away from the difference between men and women. He took out the talisman paper from her body and threatened to sue her to the Criminal Law Hall.

At this moment, Xie Jin came to see that Chu Yue had been injured, and couldn't be more annoyed, so he went to the middle-level disciple to reason.

The two couldn't stop arguing, and went downstairs to fight.

Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao wanted to step forward to help, but were stopped by another middle-level disciple who threatened them not to do anything.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two hurried to find Han Feng to preside over the overall situation.

After listening to Yuan Xiaobiao's narration, Han Feng's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, and he knew that this matter was wrong as soon as he heard it.

Breaking free from the pull of the two, Han Feng said.

"I'll go first!"

After finishing speaking, his figure turned into a phantom and rushed towards the west square at high speed.

Chapter 452

A group of people formed a large circle at the teaching building in the west square of the college.

At this moment, in the center of the crowd, two figures were tossing and turning, their fists and feet flying, and they were fighting fiercely.

The two people who fought against each other were a handsome young man and a young man with a dark complexion and a strong body like a cow. Both sides confronted each other with bare hands.

The swarthy man was already a Chen-level three-star cultivation base, with yellow light surging all over his body, exuding a strong earth attribute breath, every blow was powerful and powerful.

Although the handsome young man was only a Chen-level two-star cultivation base, his fists were rippling with water, and his water-attribute spiritual power was thick and long. He actually blocked the attack of the dark man, and the two fought evenly.

At the moment, the handsome young man was covered with frost, and said coldly while making a swift move.

"Liang Hui, you must give me an explanation today!"

Hearing this, the dark man sneered.

"Hehe... Xie Jin, what do you want to explain?"

"I want you to apologize to Miss Chu!"

Hearing this, the dark man laughed out loud.

"Hahaha... Xie Jin, what are you, you want me to apologize too?

Then Chu Yue should be your "concubine", she looks pretty good, and her skin is pretty good, but her hands and feet are so unclean, she actually stole the third-grade talisman that I bought with a lot of money.

It was already a great gift that I didn't go to the Criminal Law Hall to sue her. You fucking want to show her off, you are crazy.

Do you really think that since you have been promoted to an intermediate disciple, you have the right to act presumptuously in front of me? "

Hearing Liang Hui's dirty words, Xie Jin's eyes burst into coldness, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply pulled out the long sword from his waist.

"Li Xiao swordsmanship!"

The long sword in Xie Jin's hand stirred, and the sharp edges rushed towards Liang Hui like waves.

Sensing the sharpness of the opponent's sword light, Liang Hui's pupils shrank, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Although Tiannan College encourages students to compete with each other, it also turns a blind eye to the competition between students in the college.

But pulling out a weapon outside the fighting arena has already crossed the line, and the opponent is obviously going to attack recklessly.

Facing the astonishing sword glow that came like a wave, Liang Hui didn't dare to neglect, and also drew out the steel knife at his waist.

With a turn of the blade, the khaki blade light formed a huge shield in front of him, blocking all Xie Jin's sword light.

Both of them showed their weapons, and the intensity and danger of the battle suddenly rose to a higher level.

All kinds of thrilling scenes caused the crowd to exclaim again and again.

At this moment, Chu Yue, who was pale outside the arena, with bloodstains on the corner of her mouth, was also very worried when she saw Xie Jin Fen fighting for her own sake.

Wanting to call Xie Jin back, but fearing that he would be distracted and hurt, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

But on the battlefield, Xie Jin and Liang Hui had originally fought evenly.

However, Xie Jin's swordsmanship was clearly superior to Liang Hui's. At this moment when the sword was facing each other, Xie Jin was full of anger, regardless of his fierce fighting style.

For a moment, Liang Hui felt a little restrained, faintly suppressed by the opponent, and fell into a disadvantage.

Seeing this situation, the crowd of onlookers.

Among the more than ten figures gathered in the west of the crowd, a young man turned his eyes, took a step forward, and shouted coldly.

"Hmph, Xie Jin, you don't ask indiscriminately, you attack your classmates, you dare to use weapons recklessly, and put the rules of the school.

Wait for me to take you down, and then hand it over to Teacher Di! "

After all, the young man and another man jumped into the battle circle together, one with a sword and the other with a stick, and attacked Xie Jin together.

It turned out that these two were also intermediate disciples of class [-], and their cultivation bases were not weak, and both had reached the Chen-level three-star realm.

Even though Xie Jin's swordsmanship was extraordinary, he fell into a disadvantage instantly when he was besieged by three middle-level disciples.

He can only barely maintain his invincibility by slashing his sword light wildly regardless of consumption.

Seeing this situation, Chu Yue felt very anxious, and rushed to help out regardless of her injuries.

However, a figure flashed in front of her, and a woman with a stern face stood in front of Chu Yue, put one hand on her shoulder, and said coldly.

"Junior Sister Chu, you'd better stay here honestly!"

In the opponent's palm, a powerful spiritual force imprisoned Chu Yue's body, making her body precarious and unable to move.

Among the crowd, many junior disciples who had a good relationship with Xie Jin and Chu Yue also wanted to step forward to help when they saw this situation.

But under the cold glances of the dozen or so middle-level disciples, no one dared to step forward to help.

Moreover, even if they make a move in this kind of contest between intermediate disciples, it will be of no avail.