When he came back from outside, Li Ming's yard was replaced, and the original one was completely destroyed and was being rebuilt.

"Dead horse, you also saw today's events." After Li Ming entered the courtyard, he said to the Heavenly Demon Phoenix.

"See." The Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse nodded.

"Your Pegasus unicorn bloodline is coveted by the people of the Bright Sect, and they even don't hesitate to turn their faces and snatch you away, and then we will be in danger." Li Ming sighed.

I really didn't expect that the Holy See of Light would be so shameless.

"For the time being, we are safe, and besides, it seems that a Bright Unicorn has also been found by the Holy See of Light, which is also a trouble." Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse Road.

"You're right, there are no two days, there is only one rare species in the world, of course, it is extremely precious, but with a second one, then it is not so precious." Of course Li Ming understands.

The Bright Sect has one, and Li Ming also has one in his hand, even if it is not a pure-blood, then others don't know.

Therefore, when the Bright Sect can't get the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse, it may be destroyed, after all, the precious Heavenly Horse Unicorn still exists in the Bright Sect.

"So it's king to seize the time to improve yourself." Li Ming added, then took out the Heavenly Sword and practiced alone.

The four swords of killing, with eight percent of the killing sword intent, are powerful, one sword overwhelms the other, and the power is constantly superimposed, which is suitable for protracted battles.

The Bright Six Styles, that is a dazzling move, at present, it is not even comparable to the Four Swords of Killing, but the growth potential is limitless.

After all, this is the main artistic conception, not the killing of the limit of the killing sword intent.

Therefore, if this can be comprehended to four percent, it will definitely kill eight percent of the killing sword intent in seconds.

And Li Ming has now realized that it is only two percent.

After reviewing the four swords of killing, I comprehended it for a few hours, deepened it a lot, and then comprehended the six styles of light, and the six styles of light are to cooperate with the main artistic conception, which is more difficult.

It was difficult to get into the state, but Li Ming still persevered and continued to work hard to comprehend.

After the night passed, when the rising sun shone on the earth, Li Ming stopped the sword in his hand, meditated cross-legged, and practiced internal qi.

The ninth level of martial apprentice is about to reach the samurai, and Li Ming also wants to hurry up.

"Today is the second day of the competition, do you want to go and see it?" When the practice was finished, Li Ming asked the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse.

"No, I want to merge the two artistic conceptions, don't bother me." The voice of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse came from inside the house, making Li Ming helpless, so he had to move forward alone.

The Heavenly Sword was put into the storage ring, and then alone, alone, went to the Moran Grand Canyon to watch the competition.

He doesn't compete with the front, and directly enters the top 100, but it is estimated that there are very few such people, just a few people, and the rest are also going to compete.

There is only one one in the top 100 directly from Southern Normal College, Li Xuan, and the rest have to compete.

Including Uncle Tai, Zhan Jing.

And Tulip, Li Ming's sister Li Yun may be counted as one, and the rest of the people Li Ming doesn't know, and he is not interested in knowing.

When Li Ming came to the side of Moran Grand Canyon, he saw Zhan Jing holding Zhou Xiaomin and watching the competition with a smile.

Li Ming walked over and was found behind them.

"The junior brother is here." Zhan Jing smiled.

"Did the senior's fusion of ice and fire go smoothly?" Li Ming asked.

"It's okay, it's a preliminary fusion, and the rest of the progress is not bad." Zhan Jing nodded.

"Congratulations, double happiness." Li Ming smiled slightly and said.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhan Jing immediately smiled.

Zhou Xiaomin looked at Zhan Jing helplessly, "Laughing like a fool." ”

"You're the fool." Zhan Jing immediately retorted.

"You're a fool." Zhou Xiaomin wrinkled his nose and said coquettishly.

"I'm a fool, and that's your own fool." Zhan Jing immediately said with a smile.

Li Ming is full of black lines, these two people are simply showing affection at will, regardless of venue or situation, don't you know that Xiu'en loves to die quickly?

Leaving them speechlessly, Li Ming observed the competition in the field.

This is one of the ten martial arts arenas, Li Ming saw that there were two martial arts level 8 people competing in the field, and the double fight was very intense, which made the surrounding spectators exclaim a few times, but Li Ming shook his head, he solved two in one move, so he couldn't arouse interest.

Just leave, Li Ming didn't want to waste time here, he wanted to see those geniuses' competitions.

"Wait a minute, junior brother, it's Uncle Tai's turn to compete here, and when the time comes, it's good to take a look and understand Uncle Tai's combat effectiveness." Zhan Jing's voice came from behind, and they finally ended their show of affection.

Li Xuan scratched his head and looked at them.

"Uncle Tai is about to compete in martial arts?" I was surprised.

"Yes, I'm coming to see him too." Zhan Jing nodded.

"That's got to see." Li Ming nodded, stopped, and continued to watch.

Within three moves, the winner on the stage has been decided, and the two sides wait until three minutes, and the opponent of the next group will come to the stage.

When Uncle Tai's opponent came to power, Li Ming was stunned, looked at the burly uncle in front of him, looked at Zhan Jing in surprise, and looked at him in surprise, signaling what was going on.

Isn't it a college joust? What are you doing with an uncle?

The person who came to power not only had an old complexion and a scruffy beard, but also had the same skin, not only like a teenager, but a middle-aged man.

Not only Li Ming, but the rest of the audience were all talking.

"This is Qatar of the Mercenary Academy, and his real age is only fifteen years old, but because he has practiced dead wood and spring, he is five years old in a year, and he has become like this." Zhan Jing explained.

Li Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth, there is still such an exercise.

Take a closer look, cultivating to the third level of samurai, it's very good, reaching this point at the age of fifteen, if you still comprehend the artistic conception, it's really a genius.

is different from the questioning voices in Qatar when he came to power, after Uncle Tai came to the stage in a black robe, he got cheers all over the place, and it seems that everyone recognizes him.

"Uncle Tai broke into the top 100 last year, but when he entered the top 50, he was defeated, of course everyone knows him." Zhou Xiaomin explained to Li Ming.

Li Ming nodded, last year was the top 100, and this year it is advancing by leaps and bounds, do you want to compete for the top ten?

"The joust begins." The referee gave an order, the competition began, and the onlookers began to cheer for the two people.

In general, Uncle Tai's popularity accounts for most of it, after all, his appearance is different, and his bearing and strength are also different.

Uncle Tai reached the fifth level of samurai, far exceeding.

Qatar made a move with Uncle Tai, and the first ten moves Uncle Tai did not move under his feet, but his body twisted slightly to resolve the crisis.

In the eleventh move, Uncle Tai simply punched and bombarded Qatar's arm, Qatar immediately flew out a few hundred meters and fell into the crowd, causing an uproar around.

And Uncle Tai just had a cold face, no expression, and left without saying a word.

"Qatar is just a little bit close to comprehending the artistic conception, and it was easily killed by Uncle Tai?" Li Ming was surprised, even if he wanted to solve it easily, it was not an easy thing.

It seems that Uncle Tai is much more powerful than him.

"Uncle Tai's two artistic conceptions have reached the point of one layer, if it weren't for my fusion of water and fire, I'm afraid I wouldn't be an opponent." Zhan Jing said.

"And now?" Li Ming asked.

"Now, after a hundred moves, I promise to let him obediently kneel down and sing conquest." Zhan Jing said proudly.

Li Ming nodded, understanding Zhan Jing's strength.

This is the artistic conception of fusion, even if it is the lowest, it is more powerful than the highest, the top one.

"I hope that the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse can be fused as soon as possible, so that I can also learn from it, and if I fuse, I will be able to be the first day of talent in Artus." Li Ming said silently.

This is not a joke, one of his artistic conceptions is the main artistic conception, once it is fused, it is not Zhan Jing's water and fire can be compared, it is the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Horse, its kind of top, a kind of high-level is not enough.

After watching Uncle Tai's competition, Li Ming and Zhan Jing were separated, not watching them show affection, but wandering alone among the ten martial arts platforms, specifically watching some people's competitions.

Li Ming found that many people did not comprehend the artistic conception, and most of them were still practicing internal qi and still practicing the exercises.

Thinking about it, there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Southern Normal Academy, and there are also 4,000 martial apprentices above the sixth level, among these people, there are only a dozen people who comprehend the artistic conception.

Even if it is a tulip that is well taught, it is only a dozen or so, and the ten geniuses who competed for it are famous.

Together, there are only about a hundred people from the seven major academies, and it is rare to encounter them in such a competition.

However, now Li Ming saw a person, a girl, a girl in green, on the competition platform. The opponent is also a person with an artistic conception.

The green girl's face is decided, her posture is beautiful, and she exudes a youthful atmosphere, like a little sister next door.

And listening to the shouts of the audience around her, Li Ming also knew that she was a student of Tulip, Corolla.

Opposite her was a burly young man, from the main courtyard of Artes, who had an artistic conception.

As soon as he made a move, he was as fast as the wind, which should be one of the artistic conceptions of the wind, and launched a fierce offensive against Corolla.

Corolla's body was like a puff of green smoke, constantly floating, as if it was a pulled thread, always dodging attacks.

Li Ming watched from below, his eyes were shocked, this is an extremely profound artistic conception, Li Ming can't do it, eight percent of the killing sword intent can't do it.

This woman definitely has more than one layer of artistic conception, and she has the strength of the sixth level of a samurai, which is definitely not to be underestimated.

And then it also confirmed Li Ming's guess, after dodging ten moves, Corolla slapped it lightly and hit the opponent's palm.

The young man broke his arm, shattered his shoulder blade, and flew upside down, unconscious, spitting blood.

"It's too ruthless." A passer-by beside Li Ming was surprised.

A woman's methods are so cruel, it is simply unappetizing.

"Rivals." Li Ming also frowned, looked at the girl with a calm face, and silently remembered her in his heart,

At first, I felt like the little sister next door, but as soon as I made a move, I became an extremely strange person, which felt so weird.

"Could it be that she has two artistic conceptions?" Li Ming guessed, but he denied it in an instant, two artistic conceptions, that is so easy to comprehend.