Cultivators don't use spiritual power, so what's the difference between them and ordinary people?

But this absurd scene happened in front of their eyes.

"Oh my God, what the hell am I doing in broad daylight?"

"Could it be some kind of body refining spiritual skill?"

"That shouldn't be, he doesn't have any spiritual power fluctuations on his body!"

The crowd blew up in an instant.

Until this moment, some people talked about yesterday's events with their friends, one passed ten, ten passed hundred, and after a while, everyone's eyes changed color when they looked at the stage.

Good boys.

Introductory mid-stage physical training?

Or is it an S-class disciple!?

No wonder it's so arrogant, so arrogant, people do have capital!

On the ring, Duan Ya finally stopped the offensive, took a step back, panting a little, his sleeves wiped the sweat from his face, and opposite him, Yu Wanxiang's clothes were torn, and his bare arms, chest, calves and other places were all bruised, looking extremely embarrassed.

Duan Ya's heart was extremely shocked, because no matter how he attacked or adjusted the angle, the people in front of him could reflect it in time, and some places that were not vital were even more deliberately him!

Monster.

Duan Ya could only scold secretly in his heart, this was a fart, he even used his spiritual skills in the end, a stacking wave fist, it was just tearing Yu Wanxiang's clothes, looking at his breath, he didn't change at all.

Even seeing the surging battle intent in his eyes, Duan Ya was a little weak.

In the battle just now, as long as Yu Wanxiang took the initiative to fight back, it would be enough for him to die a hundred times!

The man in purple raised his hand and said, "Don't fight, I'll admit defeat!"

The hearty Yu Wanxiang hurriedly wanted to stay, but the latter jumped out of the ring and ran first as a respect.

Joke!

was beaten violently for a long time, if this guy was angry for a while and suddenly threw a punch, he Duan Ya would not be able to lie down for three or five days?

This time, no one was making a mockery of Duan Ya.

There was a sharp pain around Yu Wanxiang, but he just grinned, he knew that the more this happened, the faster his body would progress at that time.

The young man simply tore off his tattered shirt, revealing his strong muscles, and said aloud to the surrounding crowd: "If you want to cultivate your physique, you will also hope that all your fellow disciples in the Spirit Core Realm will not hesitate to give advice, and they will never fight back during the next battle!"

Everyone below looked at each other, which also caused some pretty female disciples with blushing faces to boldly stare at the sturdy young man on the stage.

Judging from Duan Ya's battle just now, it was indeed as he said.

"Isn't this a free human flesh sandbag? There is still such a good thing in the world?

"Haven't you heard from others, the Spirit Core Realm is the same door! Just you, a crooked melon and cracked date, go up and tickle others?"

The crowd was raised.

Outside the corridor on the third floor of the nine-story pavilion in the distance, Qi Mu and the old woman watched everything in the cultivation ground.

"This kid. The old woman Tang Nian said helplessly: "I originally wanted to cover up my identity for him, but I saved too much swagger, but I didn't expect to jump out." ”

Qi Mu smiled: "It doesn't matter, just talk to the disciples in the door, your family knows that it's meaningless, just don't go to the outside world to chew the root of your ears." ”

Tang Nian nodded, and then said: "I received a notice from the treasury just now, that kid received a full thirty thousand gold coins or so of medicinal materials, looking at this appearance, it should have something to do with what he is doing now." ”

Qi Mu pondered for a while, and said softly: "Is this the cultivation method of physical cultivation? temper the body with external forces, and then restore the body with the help of those elixirs that have the effect of quenching the body?"

"It should be. Tang Nian sighed: "No wonder physical cultivation is a bottomless pit, like him, an elixir of 30,000 gold coins at a time, where can ordinary forces eat and live." ”

Qi Mu smiled: "We can still afford this resource." ”

In the distance in the ring, another Spirit Core Realm youth jumped onto the high platform and laughed: "I am Yuan Cheng! Can I use a weapon? I am good at making sticks!"

Yu Wanxiang thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Yes, as long as it's not a sharp weapon like a sword, it doesn't matter." ”

The young man named Yuan Cheng held a long stick in his hand, and his eyes were blazing: "Please advise!"

Yu Wanxiang looked at the black iron rod that jumped up and knocked it head-on, tilted his head slightly, tensed his shoulders, and actually pushed it up.

Yuan Cheng was startled, subconsciously reined in a few strengths, and the iron rod slammed on Yu Wanxiang's shoulder, and the latter's shoulder was unexpectedly topped, causing Yuan Cheng to fall backwards again and again, and his heart shook.

Yu Wanxiang smiled and said, "You're welcome!

Yuan Cheng smiled and said: "I'm still afraid of breaking your shoulder blades, it seems that I am the frog at the bottom of the well, since this is the case, then I will go all out!"

Yu Wanxiang nodded heavily.

This time, Yu Wanxiang did not continue to stand in place as a wooden stake, but used his body method, he did not use telekinesis, so his body method was not unusual, and the heavy iron rod fell firmly on him several times, smashing his skin and flesh.

Countless people below such a ferocious visual battle were stunned and their hearts raced.

Everyone is spiritual, where have you ever seen such a game?

"Is this the way to cultivate physical cultivation?"

The young man who everyone saw that even the corners of his mouth began to bleed, and there was no clean and intact place on his body, trembled.

No wonder physical cultivation is so rare.

Relying on such cultivation, who can stand it?

"Ruthless. ”

The people here are all regarded as the core disciples of the Flowing Fire Pavilion, and they are arrogant, and they all have to give a thumbs up after seeing Yu Wanxiang.

This is really a ruthless person.

The two of them fought for a full quarter of an hour!

In addition to tempering his body, Yu Wanxiang is also honing his own body, since he discovered this shortcoming, he has tried his best to make up for it, although his mental power can enhance his body control, but if his own foundation is poor, what is the use?

Only if you are strong and strengthened, that is a surprise killer move!

In mid-air, a backward Yuan Cheng iron rod slammed on the ground, and the stones below were shattered, his chest rose and fell, feeling the spiritual power consumed in his body, and grinned: "Yu Wanxiang! My spiritual power is almost consumed, and the next stick is a killing move, you have to pay attention to it!"

Yu Wanxiang's eyes were also red, which aroused blood: "Come on!"

Yuan Cheng laughed heartily, dragged the stick and ran, instantly accelerated, the fiery red spiritual power in his body was wrapped around the stick, his steps were slammed forward, and the iron rod in his hand was sent out, and the spiritual power on it formed a roaring tiger head, and it was fiercely bitten: "Fierce Tiger Stick!"

Yu Wanxiang stared at the head of the stick that turned into a tiger's head and roared, smelled a trace of danger, and didn't dare to be careless at the moment, he snorted, and his right hand shrank sharply, the green skin was extremely conspicuous, and his hands were staggered in front of him.

The roaring tiger's head slammed into Yu Wanxiang's crossed arms.

"Peng ......"

The soles of Yu Wanxiang's feet made a white mark more than 20 meters long on the ground, and there was a hot pain, and the exhausted iron rod fell to the ground with a clatter, and the black stick head was hot and terrifying at the moment.

Seeing this, Yuan Cheng shook his head and said generously: "I admit defeat!"

Yu Wanxiang's hands hung down, twitching slightly, and the hard green skin was dented with a shallow mark at the moment.

The crowd suddenly cheered and cheered, and the sound shook the sky.

They had never seen such a fiery battle!

The rest of the ring has long since stopped fighting, and all eyes are on this ring.

Yu Wanxiang shook his heavy arm and scattered the green skin, fortunately he had dragon skin, otherwise this stick would really break his bones!

The young man rubbed the blood on his body indiscriminately, and his sturdy body looked quite miserable at the moment, but Yu Wanxiang enjoyed it.

"Is anyone else coming?"

Yu Wanxiang drank again.

"I'm coming!"

"Me!"

"And me!"

There are a total of 17 A-level disciples in the Flowing Fire Pavilion, and most of them have been attracted here at this moment, and there are more and more people gathered in the cultivation ground, and everyone wants to see how strong the physical cultivation of this S-level identity can be!

How exaggerated it is!

Battles, explode in an instant!

One, two, three!

Counting the first two, Yu Wanxiang has already fought five people in a row!

And it's not a normal game!

It's Yu Wanxiang who won't fight back, on the one hand, abused!

People went from amazement, to emotion, to horror in the back.

By the time the fifth man left the ring, the young man in the ring was obviously scarred, staggering, and his whole body, except for the face, was bruised and swollen everywhere, and he looked quite miserable.

On a stand outside, a beautiful woman with a delicate body tied up her temples today, changed into a decent pale green cheongsam, slim and jade like a green lotus, on the railing in front of her, a silver-clothed old-fashioned young man said in a deep voice: "This person named Yu Wanxiang is a ruthless person, he has an S-level status, I think it's no problem." ”

Another frivolous young man who chewed the grass roots of the dog's tail smacked his lips: "This body cultivation is indeed domineering, it's terrible, but this cultivation method is also scary, if you want to change me, I can't stand this kind of play." ”

The frivolous young man glanced back at the cold woman and said, "Qingxue, aren't you going to stop it?" I'm really afraid that guy will be killed if he is not careful." ”

Qi Qingxue said coldly: "You think he is a fool of you?"

The frivolous young man scratched his neck in embarrassment.

The old-fashioned silver-clothed young man tilted his head and asked, "Du Qing, if you face that kid, what do you think you have a chance of winning?"

The frivolous young man pondered for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Thirty percent, no, no, no, I have cultivated to a ninth-rank martial arts, and my lethality is comparable to that of the late stage of the spirit core, at least fifty percent!" What about you, Ning Teng?"

Ning Teng shook his head and said, "At most, thirty percent." ”

Du Qing hung his head and said in a lamented voice: "Then it seems that the two of us can only win that guy if we step into the late stage?"

Qi Qingxue glanced at the young man who finally got out of the ring, the latter's body had reached the limit, and if he continued to fight, it would be worth the loss.

"It looks like he's not going to show up for at least another week. ”

Qi Qingxue also left, thinking secretly in her heart.

Such a serious injury, if it is not well recuperated, I am afraid that it will leave a lot of trouble.

"This Yu Wanxiang has good strength and tenacity, and it can indeed be used as a right-hand man in the competition for the Earth Spirit Ranking. Qi Qingxue walked on the road, thought for a while, and prepared to go to the Danfang to let people refine some pills that invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis and send them to show goodwill and make initial friends.

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

On the second day, Qi Qingxue thought about it, but she still went to the Danfang, took the Dan Medicine, and prepared to send it in person to show her sincerity, but she never expected that when she came out of the Dan Room, she saw many disciples in the pavilion focusing on the cultivation ground.

"Hurry up, hurry, that ruthless man from yesterday is here again today!"

"Is he crazy? Such a serious injury! I think he couldn't walk steadily yesterday!"

"Don't say it, just go for it!"

Qi Qingxue, who was standing in place, held the jade bottle in her hand and was a little stunned for a while.

When she arrived at the cultivation ground, she could just see the young man who was still standing on the high platform, and from the appearance of his skin, she could still see a lot of injuries left over from yesterday, but it was obviously much better, and judging from his free movements, it was obvious that there was no major problem!

The crowd was unusually boiling.

Qi Qingxue Yu's hand unconsciously clenched the jade bottle in her hand, and muttered to herself: "This guy, is it possible that he is a monster?"