There are still six days left before the day of Ling Xuexiang's death, and Ling Feng still has time, he settled down and said to himself: "The last layer of mystery in the move, there is no sword in the hand, and there is no move in the heart. ”

It means that in any environment, there is a 'potential' in any place, mountains have mountains, the earth has topography, water has water potential, and people have momentum.

For example, climbing a mountain against the trend, going against the water, extremely difficult, chess opponents, the moment before the decisive battle, you need to build momentum, whoever has the stronger the momentum, the longer the possibility of defeating the opponent, and Ling Feng wants to store the momentum of heaven and earth at the moment!

If Ling Feng could fully comprehend the seventh layer of mystery in the move, with the help of the power of heaven and earth, his compatibility with this heaven and earth could reach 100%.

When the time comes, every move will contain the majestic power of heaven and earth, and a martial artist who has been silent four times, or even five times, is as simple as pinching mud.

Ling Feng stood quietly, his face sacred, his hands forming strange postures, and he fell into a mysterious epiphany.

Ten years of sharpening the sword, once asked! If you understand it, you will understand it, you will not understand it, you will never understand it!

Comprehending the general trend of heaven and earth is such a mystery!

Ling Feng's body was motionless, like a sculpture. The emerald green Bodhi Enlightenment Tree in the Sea of Divine Consciousness unexpectedly turned into substance, penetrating through Ling Feng's body, forming the phantom of a towering ancient tree, enveloping Ling Feng!

With him as the center, a majestic momentum suddenly appeared, and this 'momentum' was sometimes like a sword out of the body. It is extremely sharp, sometimes like grass and trees, if there is nothing. Sometimes the vicissitudes of the sea, eternal and eternal!

At the same time, the annual freshman selection competition of Shenwu Academy is also in progress.

Every year, the freshmen who enter the Shenwu Academy from hundreds of cities in the Yulan Kingdom have to go through the assessment of the academy, and the winners of the results, in addition to the generous rewards, also have a certain chance of entering the academy's special first-class tutor. Sujiro's disciples.

Su Jiro is an elder of the Jiupin Sect and gave up his noble identity to come to Shenwu Academy as a tutor. Well-informed and experienced in teaching, the students he personally trained are all geniuses of the college. Pillars of the Empire.

But today, Su Jiro's mood was very bad, extremely heavy, and he didn't participate in the annual college freshman assessment, because Ling Feng was in the Huibin Building and killed his son, Su Daring!

At this moment, Su Jiro was like a mad dog, sending people everywhere to find Ling Feng's traces.

In the midst of a great sea of suffering. Dragon-like boats, long, narrow ships pass through them.

Looking down from the void, there are at least a hundred ships gliding in the bitter sea. Head to tail, tail to tail, forward to succession, mighty, like a big fish, riding the wind and waves.

On top of every vessel. There was a crowd of people, and these students were all freshmen of the Shenwu Academy this year. The highest strength is at the ninth layer of the Mortal Realm, and the lowest is from two to three layers.

The young men and girls sitting on the boat, their faces were full of excitement, and they were all gearing up, planning to reach the end of the sea of suffering, do their best, pass the assessment, and get a good ranking.

Hundreds of ships, all with an academy instructor standing in the bow.

These tutors are naturally the class teachers in charge of this class.

At this moment, in the midst of the great sea of suffering, a slightly smaller ship was squeezed into a very inconspicuous corner, grazing the edge of the cliff, sliding with difficulty.

Standing at the bow of the boat was a slender woman with a slender back.

The woman's proud figure was wrapped in a tight-fitting blouse with sleeves.

She is wearing a short skirt on her lower body, and under the afterglow of the sunset, she is round, with a pair of sexy and slender legs, revealing a seductive curve, which looks particularly sultry.

At this moment, the woman stared into the distance, thoughtful. Her black and fluffy hair was draped over her shoulders, and the ups and downs of the mountain breeze added a touch of sassy style to her.

"Mentor Menglan, what are you thinking?"

Xiong Er sat in the middle of the boat, and his dirty eyes didn't leave Menglan's straight beautiful legs for a moment.

"Where did Ling Feng go, do you know?"

Menglan turned her head, her white and plump face was like an apple baby fat, revealing the sunshine and full of youthful vitality.

"His sister was injured, it seemed to be serious, and she hadn't been in the academy for a few days. ”

Xiong Er knew the inside story, but he would never tell Menglan the truth.

"Hey......"

Meng Lan sighed, a little excited.

If Ling Feng can come to participate in the freshman assessment today, maybe the 'waste' class she teaches will get good results.

But if Ling Feng didn't appear, with Xiong Da, Xiong Er, Bald Kang, these second ancestors, this assessment, the results of the 'waste class' were destined to be at the bottom again, and they would become the laughing stock of the academy.

"Mentor Menglan, even if the boss doesn't come, you don't need to worry too much. ”

Xiong Da patted his chest, which was as thick as a stone pier, and swore a promise: "These days, the three of us have not been lazy, and we will definitely fight for our class in the assessment results and show our faces." ”

Xiong Da is really telling the truth, these days, he has been stimulated by Ling Feng's perverted cultivation speed, and the three of them are working from 9 to 5, and their cultivation has really not stopped.

Although she didn't have any expectations for the big bears in her heart, Menglan began to encourage everyone as much as possible.

"Listen up, everyone!"

Her pretty beautiful eyes swept over the little sister Rourou, and dozens of listless students behind her, who were shrugging their heads, applauded, and waited for everyone to raise their heads and stare at themselves before they said loudly: "You don't want to be called rubbish and garbage by others as soon as you leave the classroom door, right?"

"Mentor Menglan, you're right, we've had enough of other people's ridicule, contempt, and spurning eyes. ”

In the back, a tall and thin boy said indignantly: "The reason why I can't find a girlfriend is because I am a student in the waste class, and I have the name 'waste' on my head all the time, and the goddesses I have pursued have broken up with me for this reason, and now as soon as I go out, I don't dare to say which class I am cultivating in." ”

"Yes, yes, this time we must get rid of the name of the waste class and prove to the top of the academy and the elders of the family that we are not waste. ”

The crowd was excited, the crowd was surging, and the voices of the students of the dozens of 'waste' classes were all loud.

"It's not too late to repent after being ashamed. ”

Meng Lan said: "This time, no matter what the assessment items are, we must do our best to improve the overall ranking of the class by a few levels, get rid of the name of the 'waste class', and definitely not be at the bottom, you know?"

"Teacher, don't worry, these days, we are all working hard to cultivate, and we will definitely not disappoint your expectations. ”

Rourou, there are dozens of students who are full of confidence.

"The waste class, just like waste, grinding guns for a few days, and trying to get rid of this glorious title, is really a fool's dream, and I don't know what I can do. ”

At this moment, another ship quickly copied over.

The length of this ship was much longer than the one Meng Lan was on, and the flag of the 'elite' class was hung on the bow.

There were at least a hundred freshmen on the elite ship, and at the bow was a young man in his early twenties, who looked suave and human-like.

This person is Dong Yu!