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"Damn, I almost managed to last two hours with all my strength!, but Zhuang Yichen, this guy, has not come out for three hours!" Xuanyuan Fangyu muttered a little depressedly.

He can be regarded as the No. 1 genius, even in the genius Xuanyuan family, it is not too bad! But compared with Zhuang Yichen, he was killed in seconds and became a scumbag-like existence, it seems that people are really angry compared to people.

"Three hours have passed! The leader of Wu Xiucai who has been able to survive three hours for thousands of years is almost rare. Zhuang Yichen, it's really extraordinary!" Yu Yuefeng had been sitting on a chair for a long time, and the joy in his eyes was very obvious.

"I don't know if he'll be able to stay for four hours!" he thought expectantly.

"Zhuang Yichen has already received three hours of soul qi infusion! He is worthy of being a double saint martial artist!" At this time, in the martial temple, all the holy servants looked very excited.

If Zhuang Yichen can hold out for four hours, it will be an infinite glory for the holy servants of the Beidu Mansion Wu Temple.

However, when he was excited, he couldn't help but be a little worried, afraid that Zhuang Yichen would be too reluctant and his meridians would be burst by his soul energy, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

"It's so comfortable!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly woke up and felt that his body felt great. A soul qi that was purer than before flowed through the meridians in his body, giving him a sense of great power.

"Soul Qi is one thousand two hundred!" A number flashed in the martial hall, making Zhuang Yichen unbelievable.

Because the basic soul qi of the Wuju people is also 1,250, which means that Zhuang Yichen is now only a little bit away from becoming a saint before the Wuju people.

"It seems that the Twin Saint Martial Artist is just the beginning for me! I will soon be a Three Saint Martial Artist. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The martial spirit above the martial hall is already in the shape of a full moon, and of course, there is still a trace of it before it is a real full moon.

What he lacks now is that his comprehension of the realm of martial arts is still a few points behind, and his martial arts have not reached the stage of perfection and flawlessness.

"The Holy Demon Tower has absorbed such a huge amount of soul energy, I wonder if it will have any effect on its upgrading?" Zhuang Yichen looked at the Holy Demon Tower, still as mysterious as before.

From a waste person to an infinitely close to a Wuju person, Zhuang Yichen only spent more than a month, if this was known by those so-called geniuses, I am afraid that he would commit suicide in shame.

However, now most people feel that Zhuang Yichen has been hiding himself all along, otherwise how could he become so good in such a short time.

The patterns and fonts of the Bear Soul Martial Technique and the Deer Soul Martial Technique have all turned crimson, which means that he can use the highest power of the Supreme Mansion Martial Technique.

And one shot and two scatters are Aozhou martial arts, but they are only dark green, indicating that the proficiency of cultivation is not enough, and the mysteries in it are not enough.

However, even so, the combat power of this split must be above the Bear Soul Martial Technique, which Zhuang Yichen has no doubt at all. Aozhou martial arts and Zhifu martial arts cannot be compared.

As soon as his thoughts flickered, a blade of mysterious origin appeared in his hand. The light reflected on the sword was like autumn water, and it was only then that he realized that he had not yet chosen a name for this blade.

"We have a fate together, the sword is like autumn water, why don't we just call you Qiuyuan Sword?" Zhuang Yichen muttered to himself, but at this time, there was a soft sound on the battle blade, which seemed to agree with the name Qiuyuan Sword.

"Haha, good!" Zhuang Yichen laughed, and then thought again: "The Qiuyuan Sword is at least a martial arts warrior-level battle blade, at least a weapon above the third or fourth grade. If I have a set of swordsmanship to match now, it will definitely be more powerful than one shot and two scattered!"

For warriors, armor and blades are indispensable aids. As for the Divine Armor and Divine Soldiers, no one has ever seen them in the Divine Dragon Continent.

The reason is very simple, there are no saints in martial arts! Even if they are saints in the literary and Taoist realms, those who have holy clothes and holy relics are only enough for their own use.

Without a martial arts saint, how could there be a divine armor divine weapon that could only be made by a saint?

But it doesn't matter, the second floor of the Holy Magic Tower will open soon, and there will be more and more opportunities in the future.

As for learning a swordsmanship, it must be at least a third-level Aozhou-level martial art. However, this can only wait for the Holy Demon Tower to be upgraded, and then go in and have a look.

Of course, he didn't dare to fantasize about the fourth-level Dugu Nine Swords, or the fifth-level Dharma Sword Technique. The Holy Magic Tower will definitely not open so soon.

However, the three-level swordsmanship such as the Liangyi Sword and the Eighteen Pans of Mount Tai seem to have been seen inside, and maybe when the second floor is opened, it will also be opened together.

After thinking clearly, Zhuang Yichen put away the Qiuyuan Sword, and was automatically sent out of the Martial Temple with a thought.

Suddenly, Zhuang Yichen saw Yu Yuefeng and the others, looking at him with a look of disbelief.

"Zhuang Yichen, you are really amazing! You can actually hold up for four hours of soul qi infusement, what a monster!" Xuanyuan Fangyu immediately came to his side and said with a wink.

Zhuang Yichen couldn't take him, but he felt a familiar and warm feeling in his heart, as if he had seen his own friends and friends on the earth.

"Okay, since Zhuang Yichen has come out, then we will go back to the mansion immediately and give you the seal!" Yu Yuefeng glanced at Wu Xiucai with satisfaction and said.

This year, the fifteen people who entered the soul qi infusion of the martial temple all condensed the martial spirit, and there were also demonic warriors like Zhuang Yichen, and the quality was unprecedentedly high. Yu Yuefeng couldn't close his mouth happily!

The growth of these people in the future is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, and in a few years, there may be a group of outstanding martial artists under his Yu Yuefeng.

"Yes, Master Yu!" everyone replied in unison.