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He is also the youngest professional-level martial artist in the world, he is the leader among registered war martial artists, he is the demon among registered war martial artists, and he is the 'Sky Splitting Phoenix' Lou Yu.

However, this unprecedented record was broken.

Old man Lu looked at his apprentice lying on the iron bed in a daze, his mind was in chaos, his lips trembled, and his shocked emotions were like a monstrous wave churning in his heart.

Fang Cheng laughed a few times and said, "Okay, it seems to have broken through." ”

As soon as he spoke, he pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth, and there was a tearing pain.

Old Man Lu was stunned for a while before he slowly walked in front of Fang Cheng, looked this apprentice up and down, and said with emotion: "The first day in history, at the age of nineteen, he advanced to the professional level, it is certain that there are no ancients before, and it is estimated that there will be no one in the future." ”

"Yes. ”

Fang Cheng nodded, and continued to ask: "Master, in the past month or so on Hacksaw Mountain, I have often heard the nickname Split Tianfeng, and they all say that he is the first young martial artist in Huaguo?"

This long-buried question, Fang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

Shouldn't the first young warrior in China be himself?

Why did another one pop up out of nowhere?

Old man Lu clicked his lips and stood on the edge of the iron bed:

"Ahem, Split Heaven Feng is just his nickname, his name is Lou Yu, he is the number one genius of the Martial Arts Sect Ice Immortal Sect, and he is also recognized as a first-day genius in the martial arts circle. ”

"Ice Immortal Sect Martial Artist Circle?"

Fang Cheng couldn't help but be deeply puzzled, where and where this was, he had never heard of it.

Old man Lu coughed and explained:

"The Martial Dao Sect is the mainstay of the martial arts world in Huaguo, there are about more than 20 sects in the entire Huaguo, large and small, and the Ice Immortal Sect belongs to one of the four top sects. As for the martial arts circle, to put it bluntly, it is a registered war martial artist. ”

"Only warriors who have fought here can be considered members of the circle. War represents a life-and-death struggle and a bloody battle to the death. Martial artists represent their level of martial arts, and they have reached the level of being a teacher, they are role models, and they are real martial artists. ”

"For example, your two senior brothers, the two unsuccessful registered disciples who are teachers, are not in the circle, they are greedy for power and fear of life and death, hehe, you should take this as a warning. ”

Fang Cheng sighed, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise: "They are professional-level martial artists, so they don't even participate in the battle?"

"Nebreda Island doesn't need this kind of life-hungry and death-fearing warriors, they will only cause chaos when they come here, even if they are professional-level warriors, they are not as good as professional-level warriors, they are human beings in vain, and they are warriors in vain. ”

Fang Cheng asked curiously, "How many battle martial artists are there on Nibuleda Island?"

Old man Lu smiled: "There are about seven or eight thousand, and there are so many warriors who have returned home on vacation, together, there are probably nearly sixteen thousand." ”

Fang Cheng exclaimed in surprise: "So many?"

Old man Lu smiled bitterly: "That's almost half of all the martial artists in the world, and among the more than 16,000 martial artists, less than 2,000 have reached professional-level strength." ”

Two thousand!?

Fang Cheng was dumbfounded, so many professional levels?

Seeing Fang Cheng so surprised, Old Man Lu was a little speechless: "Silly boy, martial artists from all over the world gather here, nearly two thousand professional-level people are not much. ”

"There are more than three thousand professional-level martial artists on the entire earth, and a small half of them don't want to come here, although they don't know what is going on here, but ...... The high mortality rate already made them not want to come, and these people were basically the first and middle stages of the professional level. ”

"They have a career, a status, and a power, but they don't have the courage of a warrior to forge ahead and not be afraid of life and death, and their courage has long been worn away in a prosperous society. ”

Fang Cheng let out a breath, barely tugged at the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Since that's the case, why don't you force them to come, so that our pressure will be reduced a lot." ”

Old man Lu shook his head, simply sat on the edge of the bed and said:

"Compulsory conscription is also feasible, but the current number of warriors can barely resist the offensive of the Bura enemy. As long as the defensive shield is still there, it is useless no matter how many people there are. ”

Old man Lu sighed secretly.

Even if he is a land immortal and a master of the Dan Realm, there is no way to destroy the defensive shield.

This is really the sorrow of humanity, which can only be passively defended, waiting for the attack of the Blah enemy, and then destroying them, and continuing to wait for the next wave of attack.

Fang Cheng nodded and said speechlessly, "Okay, the topic is too far away...... That Sky Splitting Phoenix Lou Yu, since he already has professional-level strength, why don't he participate in the Huaguo Youth Martial Arts Competition?"

He was a little surprised.

If Lou Yu participated, even he would not have the slightest power to resist.

After breaking through to the professional level, he deeply felt the difference between a professional-level martial artist and a professional-level martial artist.

Whether it is sensory reaction, or force speed, or that magical internal force, it is not something that the professional level can resist.

Moreover, the professional-level martial artist seems to have a supernatural sense of the autumn wind and the prophet of the cicada.

In the early morning, when fighting against the enemy, even if you don't hear the wind and don't feel the attack, you can clearly perceive the deep malice that penetrates people's hearts.

Amazingly, he seems to be able to pinpoint the direction of the source of the malice.

It's like there's an extra piece of radar in the body, and this mystery of the human body is simply incredible.

As for what can't be added and mosquitoes can't fall, he seems to be able to do it reluctantly, not only relying on the use of subtle muscle strength, but also mainly because of the existence of internal force.

As soon as the internal force flows, the bones, blood, muscles, and skin of the whole body, inside and out, can be controlled as you like.

Although it was only superficial, Fang Cheng had already sensed these incredible wonders.

A professional-level martial artist, he is simply not human.

Old man Lu bowed his head, thought for a while, and said:

"I didn't mention this to you before because I was worried that your confidence would be damaged, and now that you have broken through the professional level...... Martial artists from the sect, after systematic practice, can be said to have taken martial arts training as the meaning of life since childhood. ”

"All martial artists from the sect are not interested in the Huaguo Youth Competition, and only the Global Youth Martial Arts Competition can attract them. ”

"And the Global Youth Martial Arts Tournament is not only a competition between martial artists, but also a game between countries. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes showed a strange look: "The Bura enemy has invaded on a large scale, what kind of global martial arts tournament will be held?"

Old man Lu sneered: "Human infighting will never stop, let alone this kind of crisis, even if the end of the world is over, the earth is about to be destroyed, there is no way to make everyone work together, it is impossible." ”

Fang Cheng flattened his mouth and was noncommittal.

Seeing this, Old Man Lu chuckled:

"However, on Nibreda Island, here, there are no borders or races for warriors, and they only have one identity, that is, registered war warriors, so there is no need to worry about infighting and squeezing each other here. ”

"Yes, that's right. ”

Fang Cheng sighed, when he first came here, he was frightened, he didn't know anyone, and there were all unfamiliar faces as far as he could see.

But after staying for more than a month, he suddenly realized that no matter what contradictions and quarrels usually occur, when they really fight, they will fight to the death and trust each other.

Never let out water or make small moves in battle.

Just like their team, the white man looks down on the black Damon the most, but when Dimon is in danger, he still fights to save him without fear of death.

People who are deeply conflicted in peacetime can trust each other back to back on the battlefield.

This is what shakes him the most, and it is also the thing that moves him the most.

Fang Cheng pursed his lips, somewhat understood.

Registered martial artists are considered to be in the circle of real martial artists, so it's no wonder that they don't go to participate in the Huaguo Youth Martial Arts Competition.

Compared with those six favorites to win the championship, it is like the difference between a phoenix in the sky and a chicken and duck on the ground.

The gap is too big.

And the ring match, just like playing at home, has almost zero deaths.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng suddenly flashed a trace of doubt, frowned and reluctantly leaned his body on the iron frame at the head of the bed, covered it with a thin quilt, and looked at the master:

"There are a lot of foreigners here...... But why are there no Korean warriors?"