Volume 1 Mottled Boy's Dream Chapter 27 Records of the Empire

Su Yuan spent more than a month and months carefully reading all the books on the first to third floors of the First Heavenly Pavilion, most of which were only basic martial arts, but Su Yuan looked very carefully, sometimes contemplating and pondering, and sometimes repeating a simple move to practice hundreds of thousands of times. During this time, Yuanxi practiced martial arts almost all the time on the platform in front of the attic, day and night, and when he was tired, he just lay on the floor to rest, and woke up to continue practicing. Sometimes he would call Su Yuan to learn a few tricks, but Su Yuan was impressed by that demon-like state, and the effect was obvious, and the strength of the two of them had been greatly improved.

Finally finished reading the books on the first three floors, Su Yuan decided to enter the fourth layer, Yuanxi naturally would not refuse, and he couldn't beat Su Yuan, so when Su Yuan proposed to think of the fourth layer, Yuanxi was very interested in letting go of the "old nest" that had been occupied for nearly a year, and moved to the next layer by himself.

Unexpectedly, the space on the fourth floor is much smaller than the first three floors, the light shines in through the open window, the whole space is very bright, in this slightly hurried space, there is only an ordinary bookshelf placed in the corner, and there are several very thick books on the bookshelf, Su Yuan opened one of them casually, and saw that the simple and dark cover was printed with "Imperial Record" Seeing the five words as red as blood, Su Yuan's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he opened the cover, which introduced that this book is a ranking of the strength of the powerhouses of the Imperial Holy Realm, and the list has been adjusted once in twenty years.

Su Yuan gently turned the first page, the name Liufeng Ankang immediately appeared in his eyes, followed by a brief introduction to Liufeng Ankang, Liufeng Ankang is the undisputed first strong man in the empire for a hundred years, and he is also the uncle of the current Dragon Emperor, a hundred years ago he was at the peak of his abandonment of the battle for the throne, a person with a sword to challenge the famous powerhouses in the empire, and the top ten Saint Realm powerhouses at that time were all defeated by his sword without exception, the most memorable thing is that the battle with Pang Yue, the king of Shura in the Shura Hall at that time, was fought for nearly a month, the book described the scene at that time as the earth shook the mountains, and the radius of thousands of miles was almost razed to the ground, no one dared to get close to the left, although no one knew the result of the warHowever, it is rumored that King Shura died of his wounds shortly after the battle, and Liufeng Ankang continued to behead countless Sea Clan powerhouses in the West Sea, which made the Sea Clan frightened, and even retreated the defense line of the West Sea into the sea for a long time. Although Liu Feng Ankang has rarely appeared in the past hundred years, no one dares to question his status as the number one in the Holy Realm.

There have also been juniors of the new Saint Realm who competed with Liufeng Ankang, but I heard that no one could walk through ten moves in his hands, let alone let him draw his sword. At first, there was an endless stream of challengers to him, and he did not refuse, and sometimes even fought alone against many people, but he was never defeated. So much so that later, some people were complacent about their defeat at his hands, boasting that they had fought against the strongest man in the empire, and since then, Liufeng Ankang has no interest in challenging this category with ulterior motives, and has never made a move since.

Su Yuan imagined that Liufeng Ankang would defeat all the strong under the sword, and he couldn't help but feel his heart surging, maybe later people would exaggerate the scene at that time, but the fact that Liufeng Ankang was the strongest man in the empire could not be shaken.

Tang Chuan told him that the bloodline of the Golden Dragon Clan is at the peak of all races' bloodlines, and there will be at least one peerless powerhouse who overwhelms everyone within every three generations, but Su Yuan suddenly thought that he didn't know if Liufeng Yi, who is now known as the Heavenly Empowerment and is on a par with the Shenwu Great Emperor Liufeng Curtain, will be able to defeat Liufeng Ankang when he grows to the peak, although it will be at least twenty years later, but for a Saint Realm powerhouse who can maintain his peak state for more than a hundred years, twenty years is not a long time.

Su Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, no matter whether Liu Fengyi can defeat it or not, it is also a matter of other people's families, it has nothing to do with him, and it is the most practical thing to improve his strength at the moment.

He continued to scroll down, and the second place was the current king of the Shura Palace, Pang Hao, that is, the son of Pang Yue, who was defeated by Liufeng Ankang, and now he is not only hereditary as the new Shura King, but the 50,000 ghost-faced army in charge is said to be able to fight with the most elite Tenglong army in the empire, and his personal strength is also close to Liufeng Ankang. When he was young, he showed unparalleled martial arts talent, so some people speculated that Pang Hao, who had just reached his peak in recent years, had surpassed his father in strength, and perhaps already had the strength to fight with Liufeng Ankang.

But no matter how outsiders speculate, I heard that Pang Hao never showed any attitude, but it was rumored that a subordinate had proposed to him that since the former Shura King died due to serious injuries in a competition with Liufeng Ankang, as a son, he should seek back his dignity in the hands of Liufeng Ankang, but later Pang Hao punished this subordinate heavily, making this person leave the Shura Hall with hatred.

After King Shura, the third place in the Fengyun Record is the generalissimo of the legion directly under the empire, and he is also known as the golden armor military god, Xuanyuan Ming Xuan, who has the blood of the ancient giant beast Burning Sky Lion, has established outstanding combat exploits on the battlefield for many years, and his illustrious reputation has long been known to women and children, whether in the army or in the hearts of ordinary civilians, he is an unshakable generation of military gods.

Turning the heavy book back, the patriarchs of the four clans, the blue wolf, the white ape, the phoenix, and the blue scorpion, the Netherworld King of the Netherworld, the Cold Moon King of the Shadow Palace, and the current Dragon Emperor Emperor Li, all of them are imprinted in Su Yuan's heart, these people are all powerful figures in the empire, not only their personal strength is among the top among all the strong people, but they also control the ten most powerful gate valve forces in the empire.

Su Yuan knew that people with the title of "king" often needed three conditions in their past history, the first was to establish a force loyal to the empire, the second was to have outstanding strength in the Holy Realm, and the third was to establish brilliant feats for the empire. In the 7,000-year history of the empire, there have only been seven hereditary kings who have been crowned with such honors, and it is conceivable that this glory is inseparable from the times and opportunities, and their deeds have long been recorded in the history of the empire.

Su Yuan liked to listen to the rumors of some famous and powerful people when he was very young, especially those who were famous like heroes, but he remembered that once his father sighed and said to him for no reason, heroes are not so easy to be, heroes are the backbone of a family, they carry the mission of the family, and their mission is to dedicate, dedicate wisdom, dedicate courage, and finally dedicate their lives.

At that time, Su Yuan couldn't understand the meaning of the words, although he could feel the pain in the words in retrospect now, he still couldn't really understand the meaning of the word "hero", and he didn't even know if these people with the title of "king" should be called heroes.

The light outside the window shone on the bookshelf and Su Yuan, and before he knew it, it was past noon, Su Yuan gathered his mind and continued to turn page by page, the description of the Saint Realm powerhouses ranked in the top ten in the book was much more concise, most of them were just some life deeds, and the comments of the compiler.

When he turned to the twentieth place, Su Yuan saw a familiar name - Tang Chuan.

The book describes in detail the process of Tang Chuan's construction of the ladder to heaven, which is similar to what Yuan Xi said, and he also appreciates Tang Chuan in the comments, and at the end, it is specifically mentioned that the martial arts road taken by Tang Chuan is a rare way of "hegemony", and he has a very high attainment in the perception of "hegemony", even in the holy realm, he is also a leader, and therefore, his ranking in Fengyunlu is still in front of the sect master of Qingyang Academy.

Su Yuan was a little puzzled, in his understanding, "Ba" has the meaning of bravery, although sometimes Tang Chuan does have a sense of oppression in his momentum, but he does not have the intention of being brave, and he entered the holy realm from the knock and chisel of the construction of the ladder to the sky, it stands to reason that the understanding and use of [Qi] and [Shu] should belong to the delicate and precise type, but this is just the opposite of the big opening and closing of "Ba".

Su Yuan shook his head and put these doubts aside for the time being.

Closing the entire "Imperial Record", Su Yuan walked to the window and exhaled deeply, but he still failed to calm his heart, he felt that the blood in his body was constantly boiling, and there was an inexplicable irritability lingering in his heart, he couldn't tell why he felt this way, maybe it was because the strong people and deeds recorded in the book infected him, or maybe it was the desire for power in his heart, but there was still a moment, the figure of the girl on Luoxia Peak flashed in his heart, and he had an urge to protect her.

Just as he was entangled by this emotion, Yuan Xi on the pavilion platform shouted at him: "I plan to challenge that little bastard in the Double Heavenly Pavilion tomorrow, you come down, and we will compete again." ”

Su Yuan jumped down from the window, but before he could stand still, Yuan Xi, who was in front of him, suddenly swept forward rapidly, and his long-standing right fist blasted towards Su Yuan, faintly accompanied by the roar of a tiger.

Looking at Yuanxi who came from the "sneak attack", Su Yuan chuckled at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't have the slightest carelessness, after nearly two months of hard training, Yuanxi's strength was already much stronger than before, from the momentum of his attack

It can be seen that he is about to break through the middle stage of the Feather Realm, and the power of his "Dragon and Tiger Fist" is not the same as before.

Su Yuan's figure was still in the air, and before Yuanxi's fist arrived, his fist was already like a fierce tiger.

Su Yuan saw the opportunity, and at the moment when the fist attacked, he punched with his feet and took Yuanxi's attack, but the power of Yuanxi's punch was not easy to dissolve, and Su Yuan was carried upside down in the air by the fist.

Of course, Yuanxi would not give Su Yuan a chance to adjust, his body moved quickly to catch up with Su Yuan and it was a punch past, Su Yuan had no choice but to take it hard, but his body flew in the air again, and Yuanxi kept repeating his old tricks, and every time Su Yuan fell from the air, it was a punch that forced him into the air, so that Su Yuan, whose body was still hanging in the air for a long time, couldn't cry or laugh at Yuanxi's "scoundrel" play.

From a distance, Yuan Xi seemed to be running non-stop on the platform of the Heavenly Pavilion, blasting a young figure into the air again and again with a strong and powerful fist.

Judging from the situation, Su Yuan seemed to have no way to deal with Yuanxi's rogue play, but in fact, he had a variety of countermeasures, but seeing Yuanxi's tireless appearance, he simply cooperated with him.

As the sky got dark, Yuan Xi sat on the ground and looked at his slightly red and swollen hands, and asked Su Yuan, who looked unharmed, "I really doubt that your body is made of frost iron, no, even frost iron is not so durable." ”

Su Yuan ignored Yuanxi's bitter ridicule, and asked rhetorically, "Can you win tomorrow?"

In an instant, Yuanxi's eyes shone again, "Well, even if that little bastard is beaten and begged for mercy tomorrow, I won't let him go." ”