After descending the Shadow Peak, Zhan Chen came to another nearby peak, the Stygian Spring Peak, which is where the Martial Arts Pavilion is located, and it is said that most of the martial arts classics and written materials of the Demon Luo Sect are stored in it.

Follow the stone steps to the mountainside, where there is an extremely vast flat land, built many tall buildings, one of which is particularly magnificent, with three big characters on it: "Martial Arts Pavilion".

Zhan Chen nodded and muttered, "It seems that this is it." So he walked into it with the flow of people.

The Martial Arts Pavilion of the Demon Luo Sect and the Golden Elephant Sect are completely two types, it is completely open, whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, as long as there are enough merit points, they can obtain any required martial arts in it, and the Golden Elephant Sect is far inferior to it in this regard.

Zhan Chen looked at it, and he could casually see the disciples who were selecting martial arts, and sighed in his heart: "The Demon Luo Sect is worthy of being a large sect, it can really be said to be wealthy! ”

On the first floor, there are martial arts below the Xuan Rank and all kinds of wild history classics, as long as it is a person from the Demon Luo Sect, you can consult the transcript at will, but you can't take these martial arts out of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

The second floor is placed with Xuan-level martial arts, and it takes some merit points to get them, but the points consumed are not very much, and the Xuan-level beginner-level martial arts only need to spend a thousand experience merit points, even the Xuan-level top-level martial arts are only 10,000.

For Xuan-level martial arts, Zhan Chen no longer had any desire, so he went straight to the third layer, where he had the ground-level martial arts and the experience he needed to break through the Martial King.

However, when he got there, he was dumbfounded when he saw the required merit points, the ground-level junior martial arts, a book requires 200,000 experience merit points, and his merit points every month are only more than 1,000, and the accumulated merit points for more than two years are only 30,000, and the gap from the number of 200,000 is not a star and a half.

"It seems that I am determined to win the first place in this martial arts competition!" Witnessing all this, Zhan Chen's determination added another point.

"Now I have to extract a piece of experience in breaking through the Martial King. Thinking like this, he came to a small corner again, which was a place dedicated to storing the cultivation experience of various exercises, as well as the breakthrough experience of the strong.

Some of the outstanding disciples within the Mora Sect would be required to record their cultivation breakthrough experience in the jade slip and store it here for later generations to refer to and learn.

Zhan Chen picked up these jade slips and looked at them, but hesitated, they were full of the cultivation experience of a demon cultivator who broke through the martial king, but after thinking about it, he was absorbing the essence of it, and he didn't want to copy it completely, what about the cultivation experience of demon cultivation? The principle is the same, so he was relieved.

A cultivation experience costs 20,000 merit points, Zhan Chen casually picked up one of the volumes, came to the exit, copied a copy of a blank disposable jade slip, and hurried back to his dormitory to retreat again.

It took him a whole day to figure out the contents thoroughly, but instead of being happy, his heart seemed a little heavy.

Although he had been mentally prepared before, the difficulty of breaking through from Wuzun to Martial King was far beyond his expectations.

To become a martial king, you must condense the relics of the martial king in the dantian. The relics of the Martial King are formed by the compression of the true yuan to the extreme, but it is not a simple solidification of the true element, but contains the martial will of a martial artist, and it is to use the martial will to closely combine the true yuan in the body.

The relics of the Martial King are the hardest part of the body of the Martial King Strong, which makes the warrior exude an unrivaled momentum, and can even make some warriors who cannot cultivate to the Martial King succumb without a fight.

Therefore, when the warrior reached this stage, he was crowned with the title of "king". However, the martial will of the martial king is different from the martial will of a normal martial artist who realizes the sword intent and fist intent by chance.

It is much simpler and purer, just a concentrated embodiment of the domineering and coercion of a warrior.

But there is no doubt that after becoming a Martial King, the probability of realizing the sword intent will be greatly increased, and it is not difficult for a person who has previously realized the sword intent, fist intent and other advanced martial arts wills to become a Martial King.

"I'll try to see what it's like to break through to the realm of the Martial King. Zhan Chen thought as he sat on the futon, thinking about the dantian, running the exercises, and letting the true yuan concentrate in the dantian. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't condense the true yuan in the slightest.

First, his accumulation was far from meeting the needs of a breakthrough, and the two true elements were like a stream of water, more difficult to compress than gas, and even if they were barely gathered together, they were like a plate of loose sand barely kneaded together, and then dispersed again in an instant.

"No, without the will of the Martial Dao, I can't condense the True Yuan at all, let alone temper the Martial King Relic. Zhan Chen had to give up for the time being.

At this time, somehow in his heart, the figure of Li Jianchen appeared, and he murmured: "Li Jianchen, I don't know how you are doing now, have you broken through the Martial King?"

As soon as he thought of the martial will, he felt discouraged, he was lagging behind others in this point, and he couldn't find his own way.

After thinking about it, he seemed to have entered a dead end, and suddenly he came to his senses and laughed at himself: "Zhan Chen, Zhan Chen, instead of thinking nonsense here, it is better to work hard to improve your strength and prepare for the upcoming martial arts competition, otherwise it will be a bamboo basket in the end." ”

Suddenly, he thought again: "Maybe this martial arts competition is an opportunity, I can realize my martial arts will through the battle of life and death!"

Thinking of this, Zhan Chen's eyes seemed to see the sun through the clouds, and he regained his confidence: "Yes, if I want to do what I can do, I will first start by perfecting the Phaseless Golden Body Battle!"

So he began to devote himself to intense preparations again......

Three months passed in a flash, and on this day, Zhan Chen set off early and rushed to the venue of the competition, the foothills of Xuanming Peak.

When he came to his destination, he saw dozens of Douwu Platforms at a glance, lined up on the vast flat land, and the one in the center was three points higher than the others, and the finals would be held there. Only the outer disciples who have achieved the top ten in the martial arts competition are qualified to compete there.

Flags and banners were already planted around the arena, and it was clear that preparations were made for the start of the race.

At this time, the number of people coming from various peaks was gradually increasing, including not only the outer disciples who came to participate in the competition, but also many people who came to see the excitement.

They were all discussing who had the best chance of winning the tournament, and some even put up a gamble about it.

Zhan Chen also stepped into it, came to the corner on the side, and went to sign up for the competition first. After logging into his message, he was given a note that said Stand 20, Number 1100.

He looked a little confused, and couldn't help but ask the disciple in charge of registration: "This benevolent brother, I want to ask, what does this No. 20 stage, No. 1100, mean." ”

The man glanced at him and said, "It's that your game is held on the 20th stage, and 1100 is just your number. ”

Zhan Chen nodded, and came to the No. 20 Douwu platform, quietly waiting for the start of the game.

At this time, I heard the conversation between the two people next to me, and one of them said, "Big brother, you are also here to participate in the competition, come on." ”

"yes, I have to try my best to get into the top 10, last time I didn't even make the top 100, but this time I got a local level martial art, everything is different. ”

"However, big brother, you can't be careless, you're not the only one who has ground-level martial arts. ”

"Well, yes, there are at least thousands of people in this competition, and I estimate that I will have to play more than ten games to have a chance to stand out!"

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Hearing this, Zhan Chen gradually felt the pressure, yes, it is not easy to come here, although he has a heaven-level defensive martial art, a powerful secret method, and an eye of the Dao.

But others also have ground-level martial arts, and some demon cultivators are even good at some blood-burning secret techniques, which can also burst out with terrifying combat power in an instant.

Is there any hope for himself and them? At this time, Zhan Chen's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of hesitation, and he began to feel a little unconfident in his combat strength.

At this moment, a middle-aged martial artist stepped into the air, flew over everyone's heads, and landed directly in the center of the arena.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim: "Step into the air, this is a Martial Emperor-level powerhouse!"

Zhan Chen looked at his chic posture, and he was also stupid for a while, the strong Emperor of Martial Emperor was strong, relying on True Yuan, he could reach a short period of time, as if he was flying in the air.

Emperor Nawu was obviously an elder of the Moro Sect, as soon as he stood in the center of the stage, he said to the people nearby: "The people who want to play will gather immediately, in another quarter of an hour, our first round of the game will begin, pay attention to the number cards on the side of the table later, one-on-one pairs should be hurried, if the person who is called to the number has not played within a quarter of an hour, he should abstain, understand?"

"Got it. The voice below replied sparsely.

Zhan Chen's heartbeat also began to speed up, and his challenge was about to come!