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The Wanluo Life Soul Crystal Core can help martial artists improve their soul power, and the strength of soul power is one of the inevitable conditions for achieving a professional teacher.

"Can this be traded?" Ye Xingchen asked.

Ye Xingchen's soul power had already reached the Heavenly Realm, and even if he had a hundred Ten Thousand Luo Soul Crystal Nuclei, the effect on him would be minimal.

However, for the other fourth-grade alchemists, this is undoubtedly a rare treasure.

"Of course!"

Qiu Lun happily made a deal with Ye Xingchen.

Trading is like that, everyone has what they need.

Soon, Ye Mei and Yue Wushuang also came over.

It seems that they have also picked out the right costumes.

……

After walking around the Xishui District for more than an hour, Ye Xingchen went back.

The same is true for Moon Dance Shuang, after she came back, she also immediately entered the state and began to cultivate.

"Fire Zen Beads. ”

Ye Xingchen took out the fire Zen bead and prepared to meditate and enter the artistic conception of fire.

Through meditation and meditation, the power of the fire source of the Fire Zen Bead is not something that every martial artist can easily do.

Even Qiu Lun, a disciple of the Sect Pavilion who could carry the Tao with fire, had been in vain for a few years, so he gave up completely.

Ye Xingchen is not to say that he is very sure, at least his attainments in the artistic conception of fire are much stronger than Qiu Lun.

Ye Xingchen slowly closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a red flame appeared in his mind.

I saw the flame floating in my consciousness, sometimes big, sometimes small.

This is only the stage of meditation, and he has not yet entered the artistic conception of fire from meditation.

The artistic conception is originally illusory, but it can make the attainments of martial artists have an unimaginable horror improvement.

After a few hours, Ye Xingchen still did not enter the artistic conception of fire through the meditation state.

Ye Xingchen exhaled slowly, he was not discouraged because of this, if he didn't succeed in a few hours, then give up, what could he achieve.

The improvement of strength does not happen overnight, but comes through cultivation step by step.

……

Two days later.

In the early morning, wisps of mild sunlight scattered down, and the morning mist floating in the air gradually dissipated, the atmosphere woke up, and the top of the entire Qiushui Holy Mountain was full of vitality.

In the stone steps square around the five sides, the endless crowd of people has been seated.

Today is the second round of the battle for the Championship, and as long as Ye Xingchen wins, he will be able to squeeze into the fifty places.

Within the rank of fifty disciples of the Sect Pavilion, that was such a glorious thing.

However, the second round of the battle for the championship was not so easy.

The opponents faced are also gradually increasing, otherwise, how can the battle for the hegemony be so cruel and realistic.

Strength is the key to victory!

At present, Ye Xingchen and other seventy sect disciples are drawing lots to decide their opponents in the second round of the competition.

Moment.

The battle information is displayed on the stone wall.

Ye Mei, Yang Sen and others noticed Ye Xingchen's battle.

"In the first game of the second round, Ye Xingchen vs. Zhao Yunjin!"

Seeing this battle information, the two brothers Yang Sen and Yang Lin suddenly choked.

Not because Ye Xingchen was in the first game, but because Ye Xingchen's opponent was Zhao Yunjin.

Zhao Yunjin's strength was understood by Ye Xingchen in the first round of the battle for the championship.

He can be said to be the first genius of the Zhao family of the top ten families.

And even his cousin Zhao Mingliu is inferior to him.

Zhao Mingliu's bloodline is the strongest in the Zhao family, but in terms of talent and qualifications, Zhao Yunjin is definitely much stronger than Zhao Mingliu, a martial artist.

In the next battle, Ye Xingchen faced such an opponent, and the odds of winning were less than two percent.

It's not that Ye Xingchen belittles his own strength, but Ye Xingchen's current cultivation, in front of the disciples who also have a cross-level battle, it is an insurmountable chasm.

No matter how strong the opponent is, Ye Xingchen doesn't want to give up, he wants to be sluggish.

As long as you go all out, maybe the chance of two percent is also a winning point, but the chance is just a little smaller, and it cannot be said that there is no possibility of winning.

And Ye Xingchen still has a lot of room for growth.

Because today, it is the day he will come of age.

Ye Xingchen's body relaxed, feeling his own blood roots, and he was converging his grid.

The power of bloodline is so magical.

Ye Xingchen clenched his fists, if he could win this victory, it would be the best adult gift for celebrating himself!

This time, Ye Xingchen must meet the competition without reservation.

Shout!

Two figures disappeared from under the martial platform, and a moment later, they appeared above the martial platform.

Forty meters away from Ye Xingchen, there was a disciple wearing a blue robe, although he was not outstanding in appearance, he was bright, magnificent, and had the style of a general.

Zhao Yunjin's cultivation is the ninth in the Heavenly Extreme Realm, and as for the hidden strength, it is still above Ye Xingchen.

His sword intent was also very terrifying, and in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, Zhao Yunjin's reputation was very loud.

When Ye Xingchen first entered the Heavenly Sword Pavilion to study, he had already heard of him, but he had never met him.

There were tens of thousands of disciples in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and at that time, Ye Xingchen's cultivation was fundamentally the existence of the bottom, and he had no intersection at all, let alone a meeting.

However, after nearly three years of growth, Ye Xingchen's strength is obviously advancing with him.

"Senior Brother Ye, although you are a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, you are also the same sect, if your strength is not good during the battle, I will leave you a hand and try your best to fight. ”

Zhao Yunjin's words obviously gave Ye Xingchen a reassuring pill and made Ye Xingchen let go of the battle, and his tone did not mean to underestimate Ye Xingchen at all.

"I will. Ye Xingchen said indifferently.

Under the martial arts platform, all the disciples had been looking forward to this battle between Ye Xingchen and Zhao Yunjin for a long time.

In the former, Ye Xingchen is a rising star, and every battle is thrilling and high-spirited.

The latter, Zhao Yunjin is a genius disciple of the top ten families, and among the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, he enjoys a very high reputation, and his strength is obvious to all.

Although everyone felt that Ye Xingchen's chance of defeating Zhao Yunjin was very small, everyone was looking forward to the battle between the two sides.

On the martial arts.

Zhao Yunjin's body burst for a while, and a sudden fluctuation of true qi swept the robe up, and the ripples exploded as they approached and drifted away.

From within this true qi fluctuation, the breath of thunder flashed.

From the moment Zhao Yunjin quickly moved to the martial platform, Ye Xingchen had already noticed that his thunder artistic conception was extremely powerful.

Shout!

The long sword in Zhao Yunjin's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, the tip of the sword flashed with a sharp edge, and the sword qi condensed in the long sword also flew up.

"Thunder!"

Smack!

The long sword in his hand pointed at the void, as if the sky changed color, pulling thunder and lightning down, and introducing it into the long sword.