Chapter 961: Outer Monk, Arrived
Continuing to increase the pressure, in the face of endless consumption, although it cannot aggravate the injury, it will undoubtedly make it difficult for Yang Xiaokai to repair the internal injury wholeheartedly. In the face of the upcoming Tianjiao battle, he must recover from his internal injuries as little as possible, otherwise it will be very difficult for him to pass the first level. Ten areas, tens of millions of people fighting at the same time, if you don't pay attention to one of them, it is very likely that you will fall into an endless siege, until you are killed.
There was no superfluous reaction on the outside, and in his heart, Yang Xiaokai's divine sense tightly locked his current situation.
Although the injury has increased, the fact that this increase is not entirely bad for him.
After all, with the talent of complete mastery, Yang Xiaokai's grasp of his body, although it was not as good as when he was the talent of the beginning, was not much weaker.
Therefore, as long as Yang Xiaokai is willing, he can directly use his strength to suppress the injury on the wound, so that he can't move at all.
Of course, he would not have done such an act easily.
Even so, he could use his strength above the ninth layer without any scruples, and in a short period of time, even if he faced an opponent with the same emperor-level talent surface, he could still compete.
After all, once the wound is suppressed, the force on it is also sealed, and it is easy to make it firm under a violent collision.
In this way, it will undoubtedly be more difficult for him to heal himself in the future.
Therefore, since Yang Xiaokai was injured, he has never directly suppressed his injuries with strength, just to keep him in a state of constant destruction and consumption.
The same inducing injury means that the injury itself has been touched, and the energy in the kidneys and lungs has basically exploded at one time just now.
Because of this, Rao is Yang Xiaokai's will was also directly leveraged, and he almost couldn't hold back.
However, since he endured it, perhaps the injury became more serious, and in the next battle, he couldn't even exert his three-layer combat power.
But there is no doubt that in terms of the situation, it has become more optimistic.
I know my body best.
Once the power of internal destruction is exhausted, at most a quarter of an hour, the two wounds can be directly healed.
After all, Yang Xiaokai's talent is not only completely mastered, but also has a peerless root, under the belly of the three Supplement Pills, the degree of repair has exceeded ten percent, and the recovery power of his physical body is by no means comparable to the initial few percent.
It can be said that Yang Xiaokai's strength now, if it wasn't for the trap that was too sudden, and Yang Xiaokai was hit without having time to take precautions at all, the attacks of the two orcs would have hit him, and at most they would have injured him, not hit him hard.
Just like Jiang Donglai and others think, when you progress, they will not stop there.
In the past seven years, although Yang Xiaokai has improved his strength step by step, he can't stand the pace of his own talent, and he thought that the Tibetan Returning Technique that has reached the twelvefold realm at most has been completed by him, and the thirteenth realm is almost halfway there, needless to say, other aspects.
In terms of sword momentum, he had already stepped into the realm of pure fire, and the sword intent released directly reached the level of sword cultivation that was not weaker than the level of the sword spirit realm, which was also the fundamental reason why he was not good at sword intent to deter everyone.
Of course, although such progress is huge, for Yang Xiaokai, it still belongs to a solid foundation, solid progress, and continuous accumulation.
That's right, at the moment, he is still accumulating, and accumulating.
The huge talent undoubtedly brings a huge potential, and with incomparable hard work, once it blossoms, it will definitely be enough to make everyone amazed.
Maybe this trauma is an unimaginable Waterloo, but for Yang Xiaokai, isn't it a journey of transformation?
Once successful, the pinnacle is within reach.
Taking a breath, the dragon blood yuan power in the body that had been fused quickly converged, like a needle, like a tide, constantly surging towards the two vital points.
The next time was basically enough for him to wear off a tenth of his remaining strength.
An immeasurable day, as the hyenas were completely defeated, the game returned to its original quiet, and passed quickly.
Of course, during this period, it was not that Aoyue Daozun didn't want to do it, but from the moment Yang Xiaokai counterattacked, Feixue Daozun's gaze fell on her, and at the same time, the gaze of the Dao Master, who was the head of everyone present, fell on the picture from beginning to end, and there was no chance at all.
However, where is Yang Xiaokai's dilemma, unless a miracle happens, it is absolutely impossible to reverse it, although Aoyue Daozun is unhappy, she does not make more moves, in fact, at this moment, she is faintly looking forward to the start of the battle immediately, not giving it time to continue to adjust, and waiting until the finals are coming, admiring a little desperate look towards defeat.
As two days passed, there was a sudden earthquake in the center of the Immeasurable Holy Land.
Above the void, nine thousand cracks appeared, and then opened little by little like eyes, turning into a pitch-black circle.
After a while, I saw a figure stepping out of it, and the winner of the peripheral war, the winner of the last session, finally arrived.
They are no longer the weak ones they once were, and when they reappeared in front of everyone, there was no doubt that they all exuded an extremely strong aura, even if they were the weakest, they were enough to be not much different from the early stage of the King Realm on the periphery of the center of the Holy Land.
As for the strongest, it was undoubtedly amazing, and the three people who came out directly from the crack of the 9,999th layer, regardless of their aura and strength, were all exclaimed that they could be compared to the five people at the core of the Infinite Holy Land now.
That's right, the peripheral monks who came this time, after only one transformation, have already reached the point where they can touch Jiang Donglai's five people.
In just a moment, at this moment, whether it was the central tower or the periphery, all the Infinite Palace students raised their heads one after another, their eyes with an incomparably cold light, staring at the people coming out of the sky without blinking.
If the surrounding students are competitors, then the outer monks who appear at this moment are their greatest shame.
As a strong person, he was asked to come here in advance by the Infinite Palace, waiting, no, it should be said that he welcomed the arrival of the outer monks, which was definitely no less than a direct slap in the face for the immeasurable students who had never been extremely proud.
Is it tolerable?
No, never!
Facing the gaze of the Holy Land students, the outer monks who came at this moment had a sneer on their faces, and looked at the people below who were completely favored by the heavens in their eyes, and they didn't have to put much effort into reaching the level of existence they are today.
It's jealousy, but it's more contempt.
Born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he has countless advantages, but the final result is that they come from behind, hehe, ridiculous, just ridiculous!
The battle has not yet begun, and it is already tense.
Just wait for the moment when the wind and clouds meet...