The martial art practiced by Zhao Tianle is called "Seven Tribulation Sword Method", a low-grade martial art at the ground level.

The Seven Tribulations Sword Technique is both rigid and soft, and can defend and attack well, which is a relatively balanced ground-level martial art. Zhao Tianle has been cultivating the Seven Tribulations Sword Method for nearly three years. This martial art, the strongest move is called Seven Tribulation Kill, which can instantly slash out seven swords to attack the enemy, and the power is overwhelming.

Before heading to Qiushui City, Zhao Tianle could only barely slash out five swords with all his strength, which was far from exerting the power of the Seven Tribulations Sword Technique. And after he used the bloodletting cultivation method that Fang Yi taught him, only one month had passed, and he was able to slash out six swords, and the power released was more than double that of five swords.

Zhao Tianle believed that all of this was due to the bloodletting cultivation method that Fang Yi had taught him, and he was very grateful for it.

"Father, my brother has obtained the dojo selection order given by the Dao Master, and he can directly obtain the qualification of a backup disciple. And I, this time, will definitely be able to become a supplementary disciple of the dojo through hard work. At that time, Brother Fang and I were both practicing in the dojo, and I felt very enjoyable thinking about it. When Zhao Tianle said this, he actually looked a little longing.

Zhao Tong's eyelids jumped, and he looked at his son for a while.

"Heavenly Pleasure. Zhao Tong paused for a moment, and said, "You are nineteen years old, and Fang Yi is only fifteen years old." You are a Gathering Star Realm martial artist, and Fang is also a Gathering Eight Realms martial artist. That one...... Can you ......"

"What does Father want to say?" Zhao Tianle looked at Zhao Tong.

"Can you stop calling Brother Fang one by one? Don't you think, it's a little weird?" Zhao Tong had a wry smile on his face, he, the patriarch of the Zhao family, was actually cheeky enough.

Zhao Tong looked up at the roof of the carriage, could it be that this is heredity? Zhao Tianle seems to have the momentum of being blue.

"Father!" Zhao Tianle's face sank, and he said seriously: "What is a mere title, what is it? Compared to my brother's help to me, it is really not worth mentioning." Father, you don't have to dwell on this little thing anymore. ”

Zhao Tong took a deep breath: "Okay...... Alright!"

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Eighty miles to the north of the Yonghua County Town, this is the entire county area, which can be called the Yonghua Dao place of cultivation.

Yonghua Dojo is located in a mountain range.

Normally, the outside of Yonghua Dojo is relatively cold, after all, it is eighty miles away from the county town. Moreover, the martial artists outside were not allowed to enter the Yonghua Dojo at will.

Recently, the vicinity of Yonghua Dojo has gradually become lively. Because, the annual dojo selection is about to begin. The young genius martial artists of various cities in the Yonghua County area, as long as they have a little confidence in their own strength, will not give up such an opportunity.

Of course, it is not easy to participate in the dojo selection. The number of places to participate in the selection is limited, and only one academy in each city's big families, major forces, and county towns can obtain a certain number of dojo selection places.

"Bang bang bang!"

A thin and heavy percussion sound came from a mountain peak in the inner field of the dojo.

A young woman in black, holding a short black stick, gritted her teeth and struck the wooden figure in front of her.

"Bad guy, bad guy, kill you!" the young woman repeated.

"Senior Sister Le, who are you?" Not far away, another woman in a blue dress had just walked over, and when she saw such a scene, she couldn't help frowning and asking.

The senior sister Le in her mouth is the Le Zhu who had crossed paths with Fang Ye outside the Tai'a Heavy Instrument Gate in the county town before.

"Practice martial arts!" Le Zhu said without looking back when he heard the inquiry.

"Practicing martial arts?" the woman in the blue dress opened her mouth with a dumbfounded eye.

Practicing martial arts, just hitting wooden people in such a random way? Where are there any martial arts moves?

And you didn't get the slightest bit of energy!

Holding a stick and beating it casually, is it also helpful for cultivating martial arts?

The woman in the blue dress obviously couldn't understand.

"Senior sister, did someone make you angry?" After waiting for a while, the woman in the blue dress saw that Le Zhu was still frantically hitting the wooden figure, and she asked again.

This time, Le Zhu stopped, and a figure immediately appeared in his mind, the one outside the door of Tai'a Heavy Weapon. The man's face was very clear in his mind.

Lezhu gritted his teeth.

"No, I'm just practicing martial arts. Okay, I'm leaving. Lezhu said.

Before leaving, she kicked the wooden man hatefully, and at the same time glared at the wooden man fiercely.

"Big bad guy, don't let me meet you again!" Le Zhu clenched his short stick and said in his heart.

The woman in the blue dress looked at the back of Senior Sister Lezhu with a pair of beautiful eyes, and she was confused.

Yonghua County, Yonghua Restaurant.

This is the third day of Fang Ye's stay at Wing Wah Restaurant.

"This time, we will definitely be able to break through. Fang Yi held a green jade pill in his palm and said secretly.

Counting this pill, this was the third Qingyu Pill he had taken. His accumulation can be said to be extremely rich.

In front of Fang Yi, there were twenty spirit stones.

"After breaking through the realm, it's time to leave for the Yonghua Dojo. Fang Yi narrowed his eyes.

Swallow the Qingyu Pill and run the Heart Method Yiyang Sutra.

"Open!" he whispered.

Powerful power, through the four spiritual veins, converges towards the central area where the spiritual veins are intertwined.

Fang Yi's cheeks quickly surged blood. With the rapid flow of power in his body, a layer of white mist fluctuated on the surface of his body.

Over time, a vague circular vortex gradually forms in the central region.

"Continue!" Fang Yi stretched out his hands and touched the spirit stone with his fingers.

Streams of spiritual energy poured out from the spirit stone, pouring into Fang Yi's body at an astonishing speed. The Heart Law Yiyang Sutra has also been operated to the extreme, and even the divine soul power has been mobilized to the peak state.

The circular vortex of the center is blurred, and gradually becomes clear.

That is the air pocket of the martial artist of the Gathering Star Realm.

It's nearly tea time again.

With a slight shock, the air pockets were completely connected to the four spiritual veins and became stable.

At this time, Fang Yicai was relieved, and he exhaled a long breath. The blood on his face gradually receded and returned to normal.

"It's successful, Gathering Star Realm!" smiled, shook his head again, and said in a low voice: "This body foundation is too poor, and it is not easy to break through a great realm in the initial stage of martial arts cultivation." ”

As soon as his mind moved, a stream of vitality flowed out of his body.

The vitality condensed near Fang Yi's palm, turning into substance, which was clearly visible to the naked eye.

"The strength has increased significantly, and it is several times higher than when it is in the Concentration Realm. ”

"If I fight with a martial artist like Fang Chengfeng now, I can kill the other party on the spot with a sword at will!" Fang Yi looked at the vitality near his palm and nodded with satisfaction.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the divine soul power in the Spirit Void Mixed Jade hanging on his chest quickly poured out and seeped into Fang Yi's body.