Early morning.

The Long family's morning exercise has not yet begun, but in the center of the Long family's martial arts arena, a figure appeared here early.

"Boom!"

"Not enough, it's still 0.4 centimeters away!"

"Boom!"

"It's not enough, it's still 0.3 centimeters away!"

......

The sound of collision sounded, and the figure was Long Yang, I saw Long Yang swinging a huge heavy sword, which cut through the void and fell on the sword stone again and again.

"Seven hundred and sixty-seven!"

"Huhuhu......"

Taking a deep breath, Long Yang sat down cross-legged, and his cultivation was promoted to the True Martial Triple, and Long Yang's physique was also strengthened a lot.

But his current physique is still not enough for Long Yang to reach the level of cultivating ground-level martial arts.

"Two hundred and thirty-three years left!"

Long Yang's eyes are extremely bland, martial arts cultivation, no matter how terrifying your talent is, but if you don't have a firm will to martial arts.

In the end, it was just a no-show.

"Go on!"

His physique gradually recovered, and Long Yang was once again immersed in cultivation.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The sound of collision sounded again, and the figure standing in front of the sword stone, every time he swung the sword, it became more and more difficult.

But those eyes became more and more aggressive, and there seemed to be a terrifying edge that gathered on his body.

"Nine hundred and ninety-seven!"

Spit out a sentence from his mouth, Long Yang only felt as if his entire arm was broken, and all the muscles in his body trembled wildly.

"Nine hundred and ninety-eight!"

The sword fell again, and Long Yang was covered in sweat like rain.

"Huh...... Isn't this Longyang?"

"It's really him, I heard that he seriously injured Long Yu with despicable means, and now he has killed the second young master of the Wu family!"

"This waste, what are you doing in the martial arts arena, does he still want to enter the Star Academy with his strength?"

......

A sarcastic voice rang out.

On the martial arts arena, the disciples of the Long family gathered and came to participate in the morning exercise.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

With a cold snort again, Long Yang's face was pale without the slightest blood, but Long Yang's cold eyes were extremely firm.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine times, this has reached the limit of Long Yang's physique.

Long Yang felt that if he could break this limit, his physique would inevitably be greatly improved.

"Waste is waste, no matter how diligent you are, you will never be able to enter the Star Academy!"

Looking at Long Yang in the center of the martial arts arena, Long Hao's eyes sneered.

But the next moment.

"Touching ......"

"The thousandth time!"

As soon as Long Hao's words fell, Long Yang's sword suddenly fell, and this sword was several times stronger than the previous sword.

That heavy sword seemed to have become Long Yang's left shoulder and right arm at this moment.

The blade of the sword pierced through the void and landed on the sword stone.

"Boom!"

A sword stone the size of a zhang is directly shattered!

"Hahaha......"

Looking up to the sky and laughing, Long Yang only felt extremely comfortable, as if every cell in his body was hungry and thirsty to absorb the aura in his body.

"The sword stone is broken!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and everyone looked at the rubble scattered all over the place, and their faces were full of shock.

The Sword Stone, which is a very hard stone on the Tianwu Great Road, is also a sign that a martial artist has reached the peak of the True Martial Realm.

A martial artist at the peak of the True Martial Realm can smash a sword stone with one punch.

Although the sword stone in front of Long Yang did not reach one zhang, Long Yang could shatter it with one sword, so wouldn't Long Yang's strength ......

Everyone looked at Long Yang, and their eyes instantly became amazing.

"I heard that after Long Yang killed Wu Yu, a third-class beast star spirit cheetah tiger appeared on his body!"

"Could it be that Long Yang is a third-class star spirit?"

"His cultivation seems to be only a true martial artist, even if he has a third-rank star spirit, it is impossible for him to shatter the sword stone......"

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and Long Yang, who listened to the exclamations, smiled indifferently, turned around and disappeared into the martial arts arena.

A thousand swords.

This was the first and most important step he took after his rebirth in Longyang.

"This is impossible, how could he break the sword stone, it must be that this sword stone is going to be broken a long time ago, he just picked up a bargain!"

"True Martial Triple Sect, tomorrow I will turn you into a waste again, and I will let everyone understand that in front of me Long Hao, you will always be a waste!"

Watching Long Yang disappear, Long Hao's eyes showed crazy fluctuations in his breath.

In the small courtyard.

"The feeling just now should be as light as lifting weights, this is the most difficult step to get started with kendo!"

Long Yang took a deep breath.

On the last sword, Long Yang seemed to feel that the heavy sword in his hand had become empty and unintentional, and he swung it as he wanted.

In his previous life, Long Yang also practiced swordsmanship, but when he comprehended that lifting weights was light, Long Yang had already become a powerhouse in the Earth Martial Realm.

Rebuilt again, in this life, Longyang is even more demonic.

"It's a pity I don't have a sword star spirit, otherwise ......"

Long Yang's eyes flashed slightly, Sword Star Spirit, that is definitely one of the most powerful Star Spirits in all attacks!

"My physique has reached the standard of cultivating ground-level martial arts, and now I will choose the martial arts that belong to me!"

"I devoured Wu Yu's star spirit, and I can conjure up the beast star spirit cheetah tiger, so I choose the Leopard God Fist!"

"The body method chooses the shadow of the sky!"

In Long Yang's heart, he quickly made a decision, and dusty memories resurfaced in Long Yang's mind.

In the Tianwu Continent, the martial arts are divided into four levels, which are the Yellow Level, the Xuan Level, the Earth Level, and the Heaven Level!

Heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the higher the level, the more precious, according to Long Yang's memory.

In the entire Los Angeles City, the most powerful martial arts are only at the peak of the Xuan level, and only the patriarchs of the three major families can cultivate.

As for the martial arts above the prefecture level, only the capital city of the Azure Kingdom and the Star Glory Academy possessed them.

The two martial arts that Long Yang chose this time were both prefecture-level martial arts.

Among them, the Leopard God Fist is a mid-level martial art, this martial art is created by a peerless martial artist, and it is rumored that this martial art has been cultivated to its peak.

You can incarnate the ancient gods and leopards, one move and one style, you can break thousands of miles of rivers, and you can shatter thousands of peaks and giant mountains!

As for the Shadow of the Sky.

This body method is obtained by accident by Long Yang, although this body method is only at the early stage of the ground level, but when it is cultivated to the peak, it can be transformed into three in one and three doppelgangers, which is unpredictable.

"Leopard God Fist, the most important thing is the flexibility of the body, among which the third type of Leopard God Fu, it is necessary to comprehend the essence of the leopard tiger in order to exert the strongest strength!"

Long Yang muttered to himself.

Leopard God Fist, a total of three styles, one type of Leopard God Fist, two types of Leopard God Thousand Fists, and the last style, Leopard God Fu!

The three styles are all very mysterious, and they have been cultivated in Longyang's previous life, and if they are re-cultivated, they will get twice the result with half the effort!

"Leopard God Fist!"

"Bump!"

Long Yang clenched his palms into a fist, and the light blue power gathered in his fist, and a punch landed on the wooden stake.

The stake shattered, but Long Yang's brows furrowed deeply.

"In the punch just now, the crosshair deviated by 0.1 centimeters, and the speed of the punch was 0.3 seconds slower!"

"Go on!"

"Leopard God Fist!"

"Bump!"

......

In the small courtyard, the sound of collisions sounded, and Long Yang, who was caught in cultivation, sometimes frowned and thought, and sometimes laughed wildly......