Chapter Ninety-Two: Dream Fist
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"Defeat me, you can pass the test and enter the Phoenix Palace!"
The first two levels were a piece of cake for Zhou Yu, and the third level had already been tested at this time.
And the feeling that the gatekeeper in front of him gave Zhou Yu was not a star and a half stronger than the previous two, but a geometric increase.
The illusory figure does not have any amazing aura and edge, just like an ordinary person.
But Zhou Yu knew that it was impossible for ordinary people to be tested at the third level, it was obvious that the realm was too high, so that it made people feel mediocre.
Restrained!
This is a realm, similar to a realm of returning to the basics, like a peerless sword, only when it is unsheathed, its edge is known.
The illusory figure came out of the sword, and this sword was not immense, nor did it have an astonishing vision, but the more it was, the more dangerous it became.
All the edges are hidden within the blade, and only when you hit the target will you explode with earth-shattering power.
In the face of such a sword, Zhou Yu stood in place, acting as before, drawing his sword and slashing.
Swish!
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"Is this the Phoenix Palace?"
Zhou Yu looked around, just now he passed the test of the three senses, and then came here.
The palace is very empty, with a height of hundreds of meters, and the walls are carved with murals, which makes the whole palace look more magnificent.
The entire hall was empty except for the murals on the surrounding walls, and when Zhou Yu was looking at the murals, a golden light door appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall, and he didn't know where it would lead.
Without thinking much about it, Zhou Yu stepped into the light gate, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and just after he left, several figures appeared in the hall almost at the same time.
"Humph! Zhuge Qingyun, I didn't expect you to come this time! ”
A young man in brocade clothes, after looking around, found that there were no noteworthy treasures in the main hall, and then looked at another young man dressed as a scholar in white not far away, and spoke.
"If you can come to the north of the night, I can naturally come."
Zhuge Qingyun replied with a slight smile, glanced at the hall unhappily as he spoke, and then paid attention to the murals, and no longer cared about Yebei.
He wasn't worried that Yebei would attack him, after all, he hadn't even seen the treasure, and it was really unwise to fight now.
In addition to Zhuge Qingyun and Yebei, there are seven or eight people in the main hall, these are the best in this competition, and those who are not strong enough will not be able to reach here.
The golden light flowed, and Zhou Yu appeared in a corridor, and every ten meters of the corridor, there was a night pearl inlaid on the wall, and the light emitted made the corridor as if it were day.
At the end of the walk are doors of light, each of which connects to a room, and in these rooms, there may be treasures or nothing.
Zhou Yu didn't care, entered one of the rooms, which was empty, and stepped into the light door again and entered the next room.
In this way, Zhou Yu entered one room after another, then walked out, entered the next room, and so on.
Stepping on the light door again, Zhou Yu saw an empty room in front of him, this room was almost ten times larger than the previous room, and in the center of the room, a white ball of light was quietly suspended in the void, and inside the ball of light, a dark golden book-like thing was lying quietly.
"Exercises?"
Zhou Yu's heart is hot, the exercises in the era world are generally not too bad, plus this is the remains of the Sword Emperor, the preciousness of the exercises can be imagined, and it is impossible for the dignified Sword Emperor to just make a book of exercises and put them here as a reward, right?
There are no traps or dangers in the room, and it seems that after passing the previous test, the treasure hunt is later.
Stepping in front of the ball of light, the Flowing Cloud Sword was unsheathed, and he was about to cut the ball of light with a sword.
Sou!
At this time, a big hand of several zhang in size fell towards Zhou Yu, and the coercion on the big hand was extremely terrifying.
"The Great Wilderness Prisoner Finger!"
Zhou Yu was not in a hurry, he reached out with his left hand and pointed out, and the Liuyun Sword in his right hand easily cut through the ball of light, and took the dark golden book in his hand.
"Huh? Edgeworthiness! ”
The three gilded characters on the surface of the book are the swordsmanship that Zhou Yu dreamed of.
Originally, he still wanted to find a way to get the imperial sword technique from the Jin Yuan Palace, but later he learned that the Jin Yuan Palace's swordsmanship was not the imperial sword technique, at most it could only be called flying swordsmanship.
The real swordsmanship can be used for thousands of miles, taking the enemy's head for thousands of miles, coming and going without a trace, and it can be called swordsmanship.
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the secret method "Imperial Sword Technique", the imperial sword comes to the wind and destroys the demons between heaven and earth. Unarmed with an iron sword, kill the enemy thousands of miles away. ”
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"Look for death! Hand over the exercise cheats! ”
The owner of the vindictive hand saw that Zhou Yu put away the exercise cheats and was about to leave, he was about to explode, did he really not exist when he Wu Yong?
"Die for me!"
With a loud shout, Wu approached with his flying body, his hands were condensed, and he wanted to tear Zhou Yu apart.
Wu hired people in mid-air, slapped dozens of palms at Zhou Yu in a row, and dozens of big handprints of vindictive spirit smashed at Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu didn't care about it on the spot, and the Liuyun Sword swung quickly, stabbing at the weak point of the Dou Qi Great Handprint.
Bo Bo Bo!
Like popping beans, the vindictive handprints vanished.
"Huh? Boundless falling wood Xiao Xiao! See how you break! ”
Wu Yong shouted, his hands slapped out again, and the big handprints of fighting spirit floated towards Zhou Yu like autumn leaves.
That's right, it's floating, the trajectory of the vindictive big mudra is impermanent, floating in the air towards Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu's flowing cloud sword flickered, and the stars were instantly unleashed. But Dark Star didn't encounter a big handprint.
"Seven Kills Sword Technique - Xuanwu Kill!"
Pieces of fallen leaves bombarded the Xuanwu phantom, but the phantom was as stable as Mount Tai, and when the fallen leaves disappeared, the Xuanwu phantom slowly dissipated, and before dissipating, he glanced contemptuously at Wu Yong in the air.
"I'll not be accompanied, let's go first!"
Zhou Yu didn't wait for Wu Yong to react, and his figure instantly entered the light gate and disappeared.
"It's a bit interesting, I didn't expect to meet such a master."
Wu Yong did not have the anger and unwillingness he imagined, he touched his chin and thought about it, no matter what, I was fortunate to have it, but I lost my life.
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In another room, Zhuge Qingyun and Yebei met again.
"What, do you want to compete with me for the treasure?"
With a trace of murderous intent on his face, Yebei stared at Zhuge Qingyun tightly, and there was a big disagreement, and blood splattered five steps.
Zhuge Qingyun smiled, surrounded by the sun, moon and stars, dressed in a white scholar's robe, quite out of the dust, oblique Ying Ting sword eyebrows, slender and containing sharp black eyes, thin lips, angular outline, slender and tall but not rough figure, like nine days of green clouds, gentle and elegant without losing sharpness, looking at his eyes, but hiding the domineering grandeur and strong self-confidence.
"Treasures, the virtuous live in them!"
Yebei sneered,
"I hate a hypocrite like you the most, it seems that I still have to fight and decide the ownership of the treasure, die!"
Think about what kind of person he is in the north of the night, the killer in the dark night, the ghost in the midnight, the real killer will not be too sharp, but the artifact has a spirit to obscure itself, the myth is introverted, and it returns to the basics.
And he is already a top killer, from the shot to the end, the target can't sense the killing intent.
Bite!
With a crisp sound, Yebei's short dagger stabbed a peach blossom fan, and I don't know when a peach blossom fan appeared in Zhuge Qingyun's hand, just blocking Yebei's killer blow.
"Why bother! How about reciting a few poems with me? Win the treasure and the treasure is yours! ”
"Die!"
In the face of Zhuge Qingyun's proposal, Yebei only replied with one word, he hated these literati the most, reading poems and reciting texts all day long, just like a monk.
"Pro-virtuous ministers, far villains, this ancestor is so prosperous!"
As soon as Zhuge Qingyun's words fell, an invisible force made the distance between the two farther and farther away, and even if Yebei used various body techniques, he couldn't get close to Zhuge Qingyun.
"Heaven and earth are all working together, and heroes are not free."
A strong and terrifying fighting spirit was blessed from heaven and earth to Zhuge Qingyun's body, and on the contrary, Yebei felt that he was weakening little by little, as if he was being weakened by invisible power, and the aura on his body was declining every second.
"Damn! I'm most annoying to you, count yourself lucky, I'll kill you next time! ”
Before Yebei finished speaking, his figure had already come to the light gate, and he stepped into it and disappeared in an instant.
Zhuge Qingyun in the room smiled slightly, walked towards the light group, stretched out his hand and inhaled it, and the light group fell into his hand.
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Entering a room again, a woman turned her back to Zhou Yu, and a brilliant ball of light in front of her was quietly suspended there, and inside was actually a pair of fist gloves.
The woman glanced back at Zhou Yu, and a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Are you Zhou Yu?"
As soon as this person spoke, Zhou Yu was stunned, since he entered the Golden Yuan Palace, he hadn't met a player for a long time.
Nodding in acknowledgement, Zhou Yu was also a little curious about the identity of the other party.
"Unarmed Zhou Yu?"
Nodding again, Zhou Yu spoke,
"You are?"
"Hello, I'm a peasant woman with three punches!"
This? It's really a very good name, Zhou Yu secretly said in his heart, he has achieved a good name this year, and he is not afraid that no one will recognize him.
The peasant woman's three fists are actually not agricultural at all, on the contrary, she is still very beautiful, with a round little face, and a little baby fat, at this time, the little face is red, which makes Zhou Yu want to pinch it very much.
"Why didn't you go and get the treasure?"
"This light cluster is so beautiful, I don't want to spoil it."
The peasant woman's answer with three fists was no problem, which made Zhou Yu speechless, are all girls like this? No matter how much you like beautiful things, you can't leave them without taking them.
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"It fits perfectly!"
The fist glove was in hand, and the peasant woman Sanquan also said in surprise, and the fist glove seemed to adjust itself according to the size of the user's palm.
"Ding! Congratulations on getting the Dream Gloves! ”
"Dream Fist, Grade: Zirconium! Attack: +80! Attack Speed: 3/s, Wear Rate: 0%! Special Move: Dream Punch (Each attack has a fantasy effect)"
"I'll go, it's amazing, this fist is equivalent to the damage of two big swords together, and what's even more powerful is that the attack speed has reached three times per second, and it comes with a fantasy effect, which is quite terrifying!"
Three punches in one second, three punches of the peasant woman, this is really worthy of the name.