Sluggish, sluggish.

Even if Yang Xiaokai understands, even if he wants to achieve the emperor level, it shouldn't be so simple.

But I never thought that this would be the case.

Recalling the scene he had endured just now, Rao is Yang Xiaokai's mind still couldn't help but shiver at this moment, and his whole body was cold.

That kind of pain is by no means worse than death, but it is really going to kill him.

And this kind of thing, I still need to endure a full thirty-two times.

Is this a joke?

Are you sure you're kidding me?

"That's right, master. ”

The Heavenly Emperor Elf seemed to remember something and said, "Reminder, this kind of advancement is undoubtedly a breakthrough in the physical limit, so the more you add, the greater the pain will be, and the longer it will last." ”

"For example, now, when the first time is only half an immeasurable, and when the eleventh time comes, I am afraid that it will reach at least one day or more, so... ”

"Of course, the master can actually not do this, this is not a system task, even if it is said to be a king level, it is okay, after all, such a breakthrough has a certain danger. ”

Willingly, this is the task.

Facing the words of the Heavenly Emperor Elf, Yang Xiaokai's face was so black that he could almost drip ink, and he couldn't help but roar in his heart.

And in the case of the system, such a task, the reward is undoubtedly quite rich, and it may even directly solve the trouble of the real intention.

It's a pity that since the Heavenly Emperor Elf said so, the task is obviously gone.

What's more, with Yang Xiaokai's understanding of the system, if there is really a task, the difficulty will not be the case.

But....

The Heavenly Sage has more than three hundred strengths, although the Heavenly Emperor Elves have explained to him a lot about the Immeasurable Holy Land and the history of the Qianlong Academy.

After all, the plan given by the Heavenly Emperor Elf is indeed achievable.

The king level can indeed be reached, and there is nothing yet.

In the case of the Infinite Palace, the Emperor level obviously belongs to another level that is uncontrollable.

"No problem, host. ”

The Heavenly Emperor Elf suddenly smiled and said: "One hundred measures of strength, basically it is already the limit that the Heavenly Sage can reach, this limit is not only the limit of cultivation, but also the limit of observability, it can be said that almost every cell is stuffed with power, that is to say, unless you use a special instrument to let the master use the power to test, otherwise you only rely on the naked eye, unless the creation realm is in person, otherwise you can't see the specific situation of the master." ”

Oh.

Yang Xiaokai frowned, he didn't expect that after a hundred measurements, it would be such a situation.

In that case, it's easy to do.

Next, what he has to do is undoubtedly simple.

Uh, you said that Yang Xiaokai hasn't decided yet, but he chose to be the king according to what the elf said?

Hehe, from the Heavenly Emperor Elf to say that he has reached 100% of the emperor-level talent standard, Yang Xiaokai has long since lost his choice, and he will not make other choices.

Since the moment he saw Pei Tianyi and Qiu Renqi having their arms cut off, he has always had only one choice.

Use all means to become stronger.

Not to mention that it is just painful, but there is a certain danger, even if it is really nine deaths, he will not hesitate to move forward.

In fact, for Yang Xiaokai at this moment, the problem that really troubles him is not the pain of adding a little, but time.

He had just advanced to the Heavenly Sage, and although he still had two months and ten days to spare, it was obvious that he could not spend all three months of his time on this.

It is necessary to achieve the emperor level, but the time limit of one year is his biggest problem now.

Given this time, Yang Xiaokai did not think casually, but made a real consideration.

Of course, it wasn't Mo Yue's kind of consideration, in fact, Yang Xiaokai didn't know about the emperor-level talent at all, and in the Immeasurable Holy Land, he still enjoyed such superior conditions.

First of all, a year in the Immeasurable Holy Land is basically equivalent to about 120 years in the outside world, which is not long, but not short.

In these times, although he can improve his strength a lot, it is obvious that Keith is a monk of the Holy Three Realms, but Yang Xiaokai is not even a Saint Realm, and the possibility of catching up is undoubtedly extremely low.

Two years, three years is obviously another matter, after all, to be able to cultivate to such an extent, no one is stupid.

With the addition of the tricolor mark as a bet, Keith will definitely not choose to advance to the Realm, but will still be in the Holy Three Realm for this.

Therefore, he may be able to consolidate his realm, strength, and even skill, but the overall amount will not continue to increase.

Monk, you are practicing, and others are also practicing, just like riding a bicycle, when the gap reaches a certain level, even if you accelerate behind to catch up, under the time limit, there is basically no possibility of catching up.

Therefore, Yang Xiaokai gave this year's time, in a sense, it is equivalent to fixing Keith in place.

Although he was able to upgrade his bicycle equipment and regain his strength, it was true that the distance between everyone was shrinking.

Using three months, which is more precious than gold, to only meet the requirements of emperor-level talent, is undoubtedly a great waste for Yang Xiaokai, who does not have much time.

It's time to speed things up.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiaokai's eyes were cold.

After Qiu Renqi's arm was cut off, he never won for Keith, but killed.

Not only to make everyone afraid of his strength, but also to make them understand what terrifying abilities they will explode under the people they care about.

Is it easy for one's personality to attract enemies, so that the things you care about are easy to target?

Never mind.

As long as the other party understands that his own horror, and the things he cares about, he will be even more terrifying, and unless he is an idiot, he basically won't be fighting this idea.

Soon, Yang Xiaokai practiced frantically again.

The time for cultivation is always very fast.

Especially for the busy Qianlong Courtyard, there is almost no feeling, and two months have passed in a flash.

In the past two months, the number of expelled students from Qianlong Academy has also reached an unprecedented high.

In just the first month, 1.2 million new students were dropped out of school, or a full 800,000, leaving less than 400,000.

In the second month, he also dropped out of school again for five floors, leaving only about 200,000 yuan.

These two months can undoubtedly be said to be the busiest time for Qianlong Temple.

However, compared to the busy, the harvest of Qianlong Courtyard is also great.

The 200,000 students were left, which meant that all of them had met the standards set by the Qianlong Academy, and this standard was basically equivalent to the initial recruitment standard.

Compared with the previous recruitment standards, the number of people in the first semester alone has reached an astonishing 20,000 times that of the previous one.

Under the outbreak of gifted students, the Hidden Dragon Academy undoubtedly ushered in the most terrifying seed explosion in history.

Even Mo Yue, a person who has been complaining and annoying since the first day of school, still can't help but frown in the face of such a result.

Compared with the past when almost all of them were crooked melons and cracked dates, she is more worried now that there are too many people, too many, and she can't teach them at all.

In this regard, Qianlong Academy has undoubtedly made huge reforms in policy.

Of course, almost everyone was extremely busy, and even Qi Lingxiao, who joined with Yang Xiaokai, was now extremely busy, only Yang Xiaokai, who was concentrating on breaking through the emperor-level talent, was still sitting motionless in the seat of a hundred kilometers from Qianlong Island.

Host: Yang Xiaokai.

Realm: Heavenly Sage.

Base Strength: 333.

Base speed: 0.5.

Base life: 0.9.

Thirty-three times to break the limit, a full thirty-three times to almost kill one's own life, finally with the last breath of long vomit, the last severe pain stopped, and it ended.

Yang Xiaokai, who slowly opened his eyes, at this moment, his eyes spit out a light that was sharper than the blade, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Finally, it's done!!