In the small courtyard, inside the house, Zhang Fan sat cross-legged with his legs, in the palm of his right hand, a small grass blooming with green fluorescence was lying down, dragon heart grass, a second-grade high-grade elixir. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the Nine Heavens Continent, the elixir is divided into nine grades, each of which is divided into upper, middle and lower grades. One product is the second, and nine products are the most.

"Dragon Heart Grass is a second-grade elixir, with my current physical fitness, I don't know if I can absorb it, Zhang Fan has a strange feeling recently, that is, the vortex martial soul in his body seems to be devouring to the limit, otherwise Zhang Fan would not dare to boast in front of Yun Xue'er, and participate in the Royal Academy selection competition in three months.

The second-grade elixir is aimed at the martial arts level, even if it is a strong martial spirit, it has an effect, and the thickness of the yuan power contained in it is unexpected.

Zhang Fan stared at the dragon heart grass for a few seconds, and finally his gaze was firm, "If I can't become a martial arts powerhouse, I'd rather die, I, Zhang Fan, don't want to live a mediocre life all my life." ”

The dragon heart grass turned into a touch of silver light and swallowed Zhang Fan's belly, the rolling torrent of yuan force hit Zhang Fan's internal organs like a storm, Zhang Fan's face suddenly became flushed, and the whole person's body kept trembling, I want to persevere, I want to persevere, Zhang Fan kept roaring in his heart, fighting against pain, every minute and every second Zhang Fan felt that it was like a year, Zhang Fan's two mouths were sealed, the purpose was to block this breath, because Zhang Fan was afraid that as soon as this breath dispersed, he couldn't hold on.

The rolling torrent of Yuan Force was refined into aura under the operation of the exercises, and was swallowed by the black vortex martial soul, and as the more Yuan Force torrent devoured by the vortex martial soul, the pain suffered by Zhang Fan became smaller and smaller.

The black vortex martial soul gulped the torrent of Yuan Li, like a person who hadn't eaten for three days suddenly saw a delicious meal, swallowing all the dates, Zhang Fan closed his mind tightly, silently waiting for the development of all this.

After a quarter of an hour, the speed of the black vortex martial soul began to slow down, Zhang Fan's heart showed a ray of joy, half an hour later, the black vortex martial soul finally stopped competing with Zhang Fan for the yuan power, at this, the second-grade elixir itself contained in the yuan power was still about one-tenth, half an hour later, a powerful aura began to expand in Zhang Fan's body, boom, like a soul sublimation, Zhang Fan instantly felt that his strength increased several times.

An hour later, the barrier of the second rank of the martial artist was approaching, boom, and it was the sublimation of the familiar soul, and in the end, the remaining medicinal power of the dragon heart grass still did not send Zhang Fan to the third rank of the martial artist, but only reached the middle stage of the second rank of the martial artist.

Clench your fists and feel a powerful feeling in your heart.

The strong strength I have gained in a short period of time must be tempered enough to be brought into play, and when the grievances with Zhang Hu are over, I will go to the Wuyin Mountain Range to experience, and strive to give full play to my own strength, even one hundred and twenty percent, if a person suddenly gains strength If he has not been tempered by strength, it is already good to be able to exert fifty percent, but Zhang Fan has continued to temper his body in five years, and his foundation is firmer than that of ordinary people, so at present, Zhang Fan can exert more than ninety percent of his own strength.

In the courtyard of the small courtyard, Zhang Fan took a step, and the moves of the yellow-level low-grade martial arts overlord fist were first-class in his heart, just like a movie playback, every move and every style were interpreted very clearly, as if they were scanned by the computer in advance, this is one of the benefits that Zhang Fan learned after the breakthrough, Zhang Fan's martial soul can instantly improve people's understanding, so that people can comprehend martial arts in a very short time, Zhang Fan called his martial soul devouring martial soul.

At a certain moment, Zhang Fan moved, and a punch was blasted out, and a big tree surrounded by two people in front of him instantly died and broke.

The martial arts were successful, Zhang Fan's eyes were indifferent, but there were earth-shattering waves in his heart.

In five years, Zhang Fan cultivated the Overlord Fist to Xiaocheng, and now he has completed his martial arts in just a short moment. Is this the energy of talent? In fact, the object of martial arts itself is martial artists, and Zhang Fan's cultivation of martial arts before stepping into the path of martial arts is a lot of tribulations, and it is not easy to cultivate this overlord fist to Xiaocheng in five years.

The realm of martial arts is divided into four stages, entry, small success, great success, and consummation.

There are many people in the Zhang family who cultivate a martial art to Dacheng, but there are only a few people who cultivate a martial art to perfection, the reason is very simple, martial arts Dacheng only needs to study and practice hard, but if you want to complete a martial art, you need chance and understanding.

After the completion of the Overlord Fist, Zhang Fan continued to cultivate, for others, the consummation of martial arts depends on chance, but for Zhang Fan, it is only a matter of time, there is a cheating weapon of devouring martial spirits, and it is only a matter of time before martial arts consummation.

Zhang Fan practiced martial arts over and over again, practiced the exercises at night, and the three days passed quickly, three days later, in the small courtyard, in front of a big tree surrounded by three people, Zhang Fan stepped on his feet, and a punch burst out, and the air shook out layers of strong wind, clicking, and the big tree fell.

Martial arts are complete.

Zhang Fan knew in his heart that in the past three days, Zhang Fan had practiced the Overlord Fist a hundred times a day, and finally cultivated this yellow-level low-grade martial art to perfection after the three hundredth times.

It's time to get rid of Zhang Hu's trouble.

After the martial arts were perfected, Zhang Fan didn't take Zhang Hu in his eyes at all, and with Zhang Fan's current vision, Zhang Hu had been left far behind him.

"Zhang Fan, you waste, get out of here, today the master will clean you up and teach you to be a good man."

Zhang Fan was about to get up to find Zhang Hu, and Zhang Hu arrived.

"It's really a dog who has changed the ****, or this virtue." Zhang Fan was indifferent in his heart, and walked out slowly.

Outside the small courtyard, Zhang Hu's eyes shone with hatred, staring at Zhang Fan.

"Little waste, you're finally out, today, I'm going to break your leg and teach you how to behave." Zhang Hu almost grinded his teeth and said viciously.

"This Zhang Hu actually wants to destroy my martial arts practice." In the early stage of a martial artist, he has greatly improved compared with ordinary people in all aspects, but the broken leg and hand also have a great impact on the martial artist, and even affect the foundation of the martial artist. In the Nine Heavens Continent, cutting off a person's martial arts path is tantamount to having a monstrous hatred. Originally, Zhang Fan didn't have much hatred for Zhang Hu, but after Zhang Hu said this, Zhang Fan decided to extinguish Zhang Hu's martial arts heart and make him stop being a martial artist for life.

"I must use thunderous means to destroy Zhang Hu's confidence and make Zhang Hu have demons."

After making up his mind, Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Hu again and became pityful.

"Waste, you look for death." Zhang Hu roared violently, his body rose from the ground, and rolled towards Zhang Fan like a whirlwind, his five fingers were bent into claws, and the cold wind came through his fingers and hit Zhang Fan's body.

"Haha, waste, last time my Nine Yin Finger was not small, and you took advantage of it, today I will completely abolish you and cut off your last hope."

The excitement in Zhang Hu's eyes was overflowing, as if he had already won the game.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself, Overlord Fist."

Zhang Fan did not retreat but advanced, and instantly bullied Zhang Hu, a punch directly collided with the cold wind, the cold wind was torn apart instantly, and a huge fist hit Zhang Hu's abdomen, Zhang Hu spit out a mouthful of blood on his back, and his body flew out upside down.

"Zhang Hu, you are the waste."

Zhang Fan's voice came out in all directions, and Zhang Hu's ears kept ringing Zhang Fan's words, you are the real waste.

The strength of the martial artist comes from two aspects, on the one hand, it is its own strength, and on the other hand, it is the strength of the superposition of martial arts. Therefore, martial arts are very important for a martial artist, it can make the strength of the martial artist himself extraordinary, even double or triple exerted.

For the Zhang family, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the lifeblood and the top priority of the Zhang family's survival and development.

The Zhang family, every disciple who communicates with the martial soul and steps into the martial arts can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to learn two martial arts, and Zhang Fan's goal this time is precisely this.

At the entrance of the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a wooden table and a wooden chair, on the wooden chair sits an old man who is close to the age of sixtieth, the old man is dressed in a white robe, looks like an ordinary old man, and there is no strong breath on his body, but as soon as Zhang Fan stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he sensed a feeling of extreme danger on the old man's body, as if the old man in front of him was a fierce beast between heaven and earth, and Zhang Fan himself was just a small ant.

"Elder Shi." Zhang Fan said hello respectfully, Elder Shi was kind and took good care of Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan respected Elder Shi very much.

"Xiaofan, you're here." Elder Shi's tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, first happy, and then frowned, "Xiao Fan, martial arts must know that you can't chew too much, and it is better to specialize in one martial art than to cultivate a few more martial arts."

Elder Shi said bitterly.

"Elder Shi, I've stepped into the martial arts."

Elder Shi's frowning brows relaxed, "The peak of the second rank of the martial artist, it's not bad, it's not bad." Elder Shi held the white beard in his hand and said with a little appreciation.

In the realm of martial artists, you can only enter the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and stay for an hour, you have to remember this.

Zhang Fan agreed.

On the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are several bookshelves densely packed, each bookshelf is full of books, Zhang Fan flipped through it casually, the first understanding of martial arts is to explain several realms of martial arts, Zhang Fan has long understood this kind of knowledge, immediately put down the book, and find the next one. Exercises Zhang Fan cultivates the innate skills of the family, it is the yellow-level high-grade exercises, cultivated to the third level, and there is no need to replace it at present, Zhang Fan's goal this time is martial arts, and the yellow-level lower-grade martial arts Overlord Fist Zhang Fan has been cultivated to perfection and urgently needs the next martial arts.

You Dragon Palm, a yellow-level low-grade martial art, after training, you can attack and defend like a dragon.

Butterfly swordsmanship, a yellow-level mid-grade martial art, after practice, a sword comes out to form a sword net, which can trap the enemy.

Ghost dragon knife method, yellow-level lower grade, after practice, a knife out, ghosts and gods are frightened.

Zhang Fan flipped through them one by one, and time passed quickly, but Zhang Fan still didn't find a satisfactory martial art.

There is only one last bookshelf left, I hope it can surprise me, in fact, Zhang Fan already has a few martial arts in his heart, but these martial arts do not meet Zhang Fan's heart.

Turning a corner, a dusty book appeared in Zhang Fan's sight, Zhang Fan's gaze froze, and he instantly locked on.

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