Those who can enter the final round of eliminations are basically one-in-a-million geniuses. Therefore, the attitude of the academy alliance towards them will naturally not be bad.

Po Jun and the others each have an independent courtyard as a temporary resting place for them.

Even if they are eliminated in the upcoming first round of the competition, this foothold can still be used until the final end of the Jinyuan Dabi.

Under the leadership of the staff of the Academy, Pojun soon came to the courtyard assigned to him by the Academy.

The courtyard with the house number Jiachen is very large, in addition to an antique, clean and elegant wing, there is also a large courtyard.

There is even a rockery in the courtyard, but what is entangled with the rockery is a stream. The stream was a real stream, connecting to several separate courtyards in the vicinity.

The water of this stream is designed by the masters, as if it is a belt wrapped around the rockery, from one side of the mountain around it, only to the other side of the mountain, it looks very magical.

In the vicinity of the stream, there are also a few willow trees, all green, with thousands of green filaments that fall vertically, and fly gently in the pervasive breeze that crosses the wall. There is really a wonderful realm of jasper made into a tree high and ten thousand hanging down green silk.

Next to the "Willow Forest", there is also a pavilion like a small building. On the pavilion, stone tables and chairs are placed for people to rest.

Such a garden makes people unconsciously nostalgic for the beautiful scenery.

However, the broken army did not.

After the amiable but unacceptable handmaidens who arranged the courtyard alliance to serve them in the courtyard "invited" out of the courtyard, Po Jun immediately walked to the courtyard and opened the secret of the wind god's legs.

Now that the strength of the broken army has increased greatly, when he reads a spirit-level soul technique again, he no longer needs to spend as much as an hour like the first time he comes into contact with the golden bell jar, but after he finished reading the entire cheats of the wind god legs, half an hour has still passed.

Syllable.

The book closed suddenly, and Po Jun immediately closed his eyes.

In an instant, that incomparably beautiful light appeared in his mind again.

Under the influence of this light, he began to recall everything he had just seen about the Anemo God's legs.

At the same time, a figure also synchronously deduced the wind god's legs in his mind. A strong wind swept in, and the figure deduced by the wind god's legs in my mind was like the wind god descending to earth at this moment, so sacred and awe-inspiring, inviolable.

The broken army began to follow the figure in his mind and began to practice the wind god legs.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of discomfort arose. It's just like when I first cultivated the Golden Bell Jar.

But at this moment, Po Jun felt the humming sound of the soul seed in his body, and then he saw that the colorful coat surrounding the surface of his soul seed suddenly appeared with a verdant brilliance.

The pure soul power of the broken army, combined with this brilliance, formed a wind soul power in an instant.

The feeling of discomfort disappeared immediately.

In its place, there was a light and comfortable comfort. At this moment, Pojun felt as if he had used Feng Dun and turned into Feng. The whole person seemed to float.

A fresh breeze blew, stirring a few strands of silk, and the figure of the broken army suddenly disappeared.

In the courtyard, suddenly there was a wisp of wind, and when the wind blew through the weeping willows by the stream, a shadow flashed on the sparkling water.

The first style of the wind god's legs, chasing the wind and catching the shadow.

The wind suddenly became stronger.

Shadows appear more and more often, but disappear faster and faster.

Bang!

A figure suddenly appeared with a gust of wind, and a long leg kicked a silk silk at a gallop.

Silently, the silk silk that was as soft as a snake did not change at all. However, when a fresh breeze blew again, the silk could not be swayed with the rest of the weeping willows, but silently turned into powder, fell on the stream, and was carried away by the gurgling stream, leaving no trace.

The second type of Fengshen legs, the strong grass in the wind.

With the disappearance of this silk thread, suddenly, the wind blew fiercely, and thousands of shadows came.

Every shadow that passes by will be accompanied by a previous kick, a dense shadow, pouring down like a torrential rain, and hitting like a violent wind.

For just a split second, I don't know how many legs the man kicked. I only know that when the breeze blows again, the thousands of hanging silks on a willow tree disappear at the same time.

The green willow, which originally looked like a beauty in the hollow valley, turned into a nun with a shaved head in the blink of an eye.

The third type of the wind god legs, the storm and the wind.

A muffled thunder sounded, and the shadows in the courtyard disappeared. Instead, there was the thunder that hid in the hurricane.

The unusual sound of thunder made this already somewhat secluded courtyard instantly lively.

The two servant girls who were guarding outside the courtyard of Jiachen with an aggrieved face suddenly turned pale when they heard the thunder that kept appearing in the courtyard. The dissatisfaction in my heart because of the incomprehensible customs of the broken army has long been thrown out of the clouds, in exchange for a deep fear and admiration.

For ordinary people like them who don't even have soul power, any soul cultivator is a big man to them.

And those like Po Jun, who can even make a thunderous momentum, have undoubtedly been labeled as immortals by them.

Po Jun is not an immortal, he can make his legs as strong as thunder, just because he has cultivated the wind god legs.

The fourth style of the wind god legs, vigorous and resolute.

The wind is even stronger.

Instead of wandering around, the figure of the broken army spun in place.

With this spin, an endless storm is added.

In addition, there are flying sand, walking stones, catkins, streams, dust, stone tables, stone chairs, stone pavilions, etc., and in the huge courtyard, it seems that a tornado appeared out of thin air.

When this tornado dissipated, everything in the courtyard had been reduced to nothing, and there was only a pile of indistinguishable mixtures of gold, wood, water and soil on the ground.

The fifth type of the wind god legs, the wind scroll building remnants.

A temporary pause for a stronger outburst.

After a short period of silence, a terrifying storm suddenly burst in from all directions.

The winds came so fast, so urgently, so fiercely, that they brought a terrible howl, like a ghost crying, like a god howling, and the heaven and earth in the courtyard seemed to have fallen into the end of the world. It seemed that the next moment it would destroy the world, but this force was bound to a small courtyard.

This catastrophic storm comes and goes faster. After the storm between heaven and earth dissipated, there were no pavilions in the courtyard, no more wind willows, and even rockeries no longer existed.

The sixth form of the wind god's legs, the god howls angrily.

At this point, the cultivation of the Wind God Leg of the Broken Army has been completed.