Chapter 17: Fight to Fame (2)

The focus of the heavy sacred mountain is the heavy character, the mountain has ten thousand jun, the main suppression, the heavy sacred mountain shrouded in the place, the enemy can not move an inch.

The main battle of the Divine Mountain of Profit is the most offensive sacred mountain among the five mountains, and the sharp meaning surrounds the sacred mountain, and it will be broken with one blow. The mountain of the god of the royal is heavily defended, and there is the meaning of not moving like a mountain, and it is ever-changing, and I am immovable. "Five Seals" The combination of the five seals can be attacked, retreated, and defended, with many changes.

Zhang Yan searched for a long time on the mountain, but only found the peaks suitable for cultivating the Heavy Divine Mountain and the Imperial Divine Mountain, so he had to cultivate these two sacred mountains first.

The sun rose and set, and the time of the day passed quickly, when the other outer disciples had finished their cultivation and tasks and returned to their courtyards to rest, Zhang Yan was still sitting motionless on the ground, the second mountain peak in his mind was transforming from virtual to real, and the moon rose again.

Suddenly, a reflection flashed Zhang Yan's eyes, he subconsciously twisted his head to the source of the reflection, only to see a bright moon in a quietly flowing stream in the mountain peak reflecting the cold moonlight, seeing this he suddenly opened his mouth, it turned out that the defense is not only to absorb the enemy's damage, but also to reflect, so as to constitute the real Imperial God Mountain. Zhang Yan felt that the second sacred mountain in his consciousness was successfully condensed, and he was overjoyed in his heart, "Ah" A long roar from the bottom of his heart is joy, and it is also the way, life must be happy, laugh when you should laugh, and your thoughts can advance by leaps and bounds.

On the third day, when Zhang Yan comprehended the true meaning of Chongzhishen Mountain, he encountered Waterloo, and there was no progress for a while, and he knew that he was in a hurry. In two days, Zhang Yan was able to comprehend the two divine mountains to the Dacheng realm, and he was already a genius in the sky, if Lu Xin was here, he would definitely be shocked to close his mouth, because his brother, a person who had been called a genius since he was a child, it took seven full days to comprehend the two divine mountains to the Dacheng realm.

Zhang Yan, who had made no progress in his cultivation, did not drill the horns, but chose to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. There are only a few places in the Refining Weapon City that can be used without sect contributions, and the basic area of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is a place that is open to disciples for free, and it contains all kinds of dream beasts, dangerous lands, and medicinal materials...... information, as well as the history of the human race, and the battle technique area requires a lot of contributions to redeem learning.

Zhang Yan came here for the first time, and he was shocked when he looked at the collection of books in front of him, which was no less than that of the Battle Technique and Martial Arts area. Zhang Yan chose a Chronicle of the Race and another Dream Beast Foundation Book, and when he returned to the courtyard, he soon fell into the books. When Zhang Yan finished reading the two books, he had a great understanding in his heart, and he admired the heroic spirit of the ancestors of the human race in the era of the Emperor of the People, and the heroes of the war, and also knew that there were so many magical, dangerous, and strange dream beasts on the mainland. Although these two books are not high-level martial arts and combat skills, Zhang Yan has received help from them far less than those magic cheats, and he has many new insights into the heavy divine mountain in the "Five Mountains Seal".

Looking at the sun gradually sinking at the end of the sky, Zhang Yan quickened the pace of his feet, and soon came to the peak of the Sacred Mountain where he had first cultivated and sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to digest the insights he had gained from reading the book. Time slipped away bit by bit, and when Zhang Yan digested his feelings, although his third sacred mountain, the Heavy Divine Mountain, was not completely condensed, it was only a piece of paper away from the Dacheng realm.

The sun rises, and a new day should have new perceptions, but Zhang Yan chose to wait for work, did not practice the exercises, did not perceive the combat skills, just stood in the courtyard to watch the sunrise, when it was time to have breakfast, he cooked a real breakfast, after the meal, he played a set of fists to eliminate food, and then took out a book and sat on the stone bench under the tree to read page by page; at noon, it was also his own lunch, after the meal, he took a lunch break, and in the afternoon he wandered around the outer door; after dinner, he went into the house to rest when he finished eating.

When the day of the decisive battle came, Zhang Yan stretched his waist and walked out of the courtyard gate, smiling all over his face, seeing every outer disciple, whether they knew each other or not, they all said "Good morning!", and the person who greeted him looked at him with a puzzled expression.

The arena was already full of people, men and women gathered together to discuss the two people who participated in the duel today, and the whole arena was full of noisy sounds. There were some disciples in the crowd who wandered around talking to everyone, and the fat man Zhu Tong was one of these people, constantly introducing the odds of Zhang Yan and Zhao Wenze to each one, receiving the sect's contribution with one hand and giving the bet voucher with the other.

Zhu Tong, who was selling to the other party, put one on his shoulder silently, and his ten fingers tightened little by little. Zhu Tong felt the pain and wanted to look back to see which one was dying, as soon as he turned around, he saw Zhang Yan with a smile on his face, at this time, the smile on Zhang Yan's face was crocodile tears in his eyes, in the face of such Zhang Yan, Zhu Tong could only smile flatteringly, "Brother Zhang, it's quite early, or make a bet." ”

"Okay, what's my odds?, can I press myself?" Zhang Yan said with a smile on his face.

Zhu Tong wanted to slap himself hard now, what a mouth! At this time, he could only stubbornly say to Zhang Yan, "Brother Zhang, your odds are ten to one, because you are a fourth-order dreamer, and Zhao Wenze has broken through to the dreammaster the day before yesterday, and the gap between the two of you is too big, so your odds are so high." ”

"Yes, it's a bit interesting, fatty, I don't have any sect contributions on me now, so you can help me press a hundred sect contributions according to the friendship between the two of us!" Zhang Yan didn't pay attention to Zhu Tong after speaking, and walked towards the dueling platform.

Soon, both of them stood on the dueling platform, and a deacon walked between the two and shouted, "Before the duel, I want to say the rules of the martial arts arena, every disciple is a precious property of the refining city and even the human race, and it cannot be damaged, so the martial arts arena came into being." In the duel between the two sides, you can't kill someone, if there is a situation of injuring someone and crippling or causing death, the person who shoots will cancel the meridians of the whole body and expel him from the refining city. Once one side says surrender, the duel ends. Alright, that's all I have to say, and now I declare the duel begins. The figure of the deacon jumped off the dueling platform in a flash, and then a curtain of light began to rise from the edge of the dueling table, enveloping the entire dueling platform.

When Zhao Wenze heard the deacon say that he started, he didn't make a move first, and the same Zhang Yan also tacitly didn't make a move. Zhao Wenze looked at Zhang Yan and said, "Zhang Yan, in today's duel between you and me, I will use all my strength to defeat you, although you only have the fourth order of the dream pawn, but this is mutual respect between men." ”

Zhang Yan also stared at the other party with eyes full of battle intent and said, "Come on, I just want to see how far my strength has reached!" After speaking, the two collided heavily together.

Everyone in the audience looked at the two people who collided together on the stage, and the one with the higher strength found that Zhang Yan's realm had reached the fifth order of the dream pawn, and immediately exclaimed, "How is it possible, Zhang Yan has only been in the door for a few days, and the realm has reached the fifth order of the dream pawn!"

"What, the fifth order of the dream pawn, even the current first Li Wendao of the outer gate has taken a month to cultivate to the fifth order of the dream pawn! But that is under the premise that Li Wendao has a lot of resources. ”

"No way, he must have used a forbidden drug to consume his potential. ”

“............”

Zhang Yan, who was wrestling with Zhao Wenze on the stage, heard the voice of the audience talking about himself, and said disdainfully, "How do you know what I have experienced, who among you has experienced the skin and bones in a sober state, the meridians are broken, and the meridians are broken, from death to life? Who has stayed in the boiling liquid medicine for a whole hour?" Zhang Yan said in his heart that no one knows, even if everyone in the audience knows, the fire of jealousy will burn their only remaining reason, because jealousy is the only tool that the weak can arm themselves and attack others.

Zhao Wenze, who was wrestling with Zhang Yan, was also surprised, because it was difficult to gain the upper hand with the strength of his dream realm. Seeing that he couldn't gain the upper hand, Zhao Wenze took advantage of his strength to retreat and distance himself from Zhang Yan. With a flick of his right hand, a knife composed of flames appeared out of thin air, the flames on the knife scorched the air, and the air gradually distorted, Zhao Wenze looked at Zhang Yan opposite, the battle intent in his eyes was blazing, his right hand dragged the knife, his body became faster and faster, and the knife left a dark mark on the dueling table, only to see that the knife was from the bottom to the top, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the speed at the end of the knife reached the fastest, and slashed at Zhang Yan fiercely.

When Zhao Wenze condensed the flame knife, the dream power in Zhang Yan's body worked at the same time, and when the knife was about to slash him, a mountain of the Imperial God in his hand blocked in front of him, and a violent shock wave between the two of them radiated around, blowing their hair scattering in all directions. Zhang Yan's left hand condensed the Divine Mountain of Danger again, turned the mountain into an axe, and swung it down suddenly, and the air was heavily slashed.

Zhao Wenze had to draw his knife to meet the axe blade, but the axe blade bent violently and slashed towards Zhao Wenze's shoulder, unfortunately this inevitable axe slashed at Zhao Wenze's sudden appearance of flame armor, only splashing a little spark. Zhang Yan looked at the beast soul armor condensed by the Dream Warrior Realm on Zhao Wenze's body, his heart sank slightly, and his left hand moved again, the Dangerous Divine Mountain dispersed, and a new Divine Mountain appeared. This sacred mountain is Zhang Yan's return to the ordinary yesterday, his mind is closer to nature, and finally before the decisive battle, he realized the heavy sacred mountain, he waved his left hand, and the sacred mountain in his hand flew to the top of his head, and then his legs suddenly exerted force, his body was like an arrow, and he quickly approached the other party.

Zhao Wenze also dragged the knife in his right hand and rushed towards Zhang Yan, the two met again, as soon as Zhao Wenze approached Zhang Yan's distance of three meters, he felt a suppressive force on his body, as if entering a quagmire, and his speed was greatly reduced. When the swords and axes of the two struck together again, a ray of light flowed on Zhang Yan's body, and suddenly the axe turned by the Danger God Mountain in his hand was like a booster, pressing Zhao Wenze to retreat again and again until it hit the light curtain, and two burning traces clearly appeared on the dueling platform.

Zhao Wenze roared angrily, a flame bow appeared behind Zhang Yan, a flame arrow was placed on the bowstring, the bowstring was automatic, and it was pulled back violently, and the arrow hit the shield god mountain condensed behind the back of his right hand like a meteor, and the flame arrow was defeated by the rebound attack characteristics of the shield god mountain, and turned into a piece of fire and fell.