"Ladies and gentlemen of the Spiritual Academy, I'll go up first. ”

Wang Rui bowed his hand to everyone and spoke.

As the senior brother of the Southern Fist Sect, so many of his peers are watching, and he naturally can't be left behind.

I saw him jump violently towards the waterhole, jumping 10 meters, and when he was about to fall, a basin-sized aura cloud was born under his feet.

This aura cloud, 10 centimeters thick, is not stable, and after Wang Rui stepped on it, there was a tendency to sink.

At this moment, he stepped on his footsteps, and with a sudden use of force, his body leaped up 10 meters again.

When he was about to fall, a cloud of aura was born under his feet.

After jumping 4 or 5 times, Wang Rui came to the entrance of the cave, jumped again, and jumped in.

Jiang Yijue stood with his hands in his hands, stood on the edge of the cave and looked at him, and nodded lightly: "Spiritual Qi Condensing Cloud, it is very good to be able to hold up your weight." ”

Wang Rui arched his hand towards Jiang Yijue and said: "How can there be a young sect master, your aura condensation level is several times that of mine, and you can hold up your own weight with a big palm, I am not as good as you." ”

Jiang Yijue smiled faintly, especially confident.

At this time, the Nanmen Sect, the other 2 powerhouses of the Dust Realm, also used a similar method to ascend the spirit pool.

However, their methods are even more clumsy.

The condensed aura cloud is very thick and looks like a large marshmallow.

When a person stepped on it, the aura cloud fell straight down, and he couldn't bear his own weight at all.

They followed Wang Rui's example and jumped up with strength, but they could only jump 3 or 4 meters at a time, and when they climbed the spirit pool, they were so tired that they were panting and sweating profusely on their foreheads.

Jiang Yijue only glanced at it, but he was not interested, and looked down at the powerhouse of the Dian Ling Academy.

"Wu Xingfan, which of us will go up first?"

Leng Yin was eager to try and glanced at the unkempt boy.

"Whatever. ”

Wu Xingfan said casually, not paying attention to the Dengling Pool, holding a math book in his hand, immersed in it, what formula should be being calculated in his brain.

Leng Yin turned his head, stood with his hands in his hands, and walked towards the waterhole.

Take a step and step into the air.

At this moment, under his feet, there was a condensation of spiritual energy, forming a Taiji fish imprint.

The Taiji Fish Imprint, the size of a palm, less than an inch thick, is much better than Wang Rui's aura cloud.

Leng Yin is also like Jiang Yijue, climbing the stairs.

With each step, a Tai Chi mark is born on the sole of the foot, step by step, towards the entrance of the cave.

He went up to the level position with Jiang Yijue, and the two looked at each other, but the smell of gunpowder was not as strong as before.

"You went to Tai Chi Sect to practice for 1 year, and you did learn something, and your strength is qualified to compete for the top 20 in the overall list. ”

Jiang Yijue said.

Leng Yin put down his previous prejudices and arched his hand: "I was in the banquet building before, but I didn't know that Brother Jiang was in a bad mood, and he was a little reckless and offended. ”

Jiang Yijue smiled faintly: "It's my fault, I shouldn't be angry with others." ”

Leng Yin said: "Why should Brother Jiang be angry for a little person, Qi Donglai and Tang Muqing are both sisters and brothers in the sword class, they are making a scene, can't Brother Jiang see it." ”

"I can see it, but who can endure this kind of thing. ”

Jiang Yijue frowned and said, "That kid, I hate it." ”

"I don't like him either. Leng Yin said.

The two arched their hands to each other, but they found a common ground in hating Qi Donglai.

Leng Yin stepped on the Taiji fish at his feet, stood on the edge of the cave, side by side with Jiang Yijue, and looked down.

At this time, a shadow, galloping, rushed straight into the cave.

Galloping wind, people are as their name suggests, stepping on the wind.

However, he was not stepping on the wind, but on the aura cloud, but this aura cloud was also extremely condensed, so it gave people the illusion of stepping on the wind.

The vertical distance of 50 meters is like walking on the ground for the galloping wind, and it is within easy reach.

Chi Feng didn't pretend to be forced like Jiang Yijue and Leng Yin, and jumped directly into the hole.

Under the waterfall.

"Aren't you all going up, then I'll go up first. ”

Yan Zhen said.

He did not go to the waterhole, but to the bottom of the cliff.

Raise your fist and slam your fist into the icy cold rock.

Rumble.

There was a huge sound, and the rock was like tofu, and he directly smashed a 10-centimeter-thick fist pit with his fist!

Boom.

Yan Zhen smashed it twice, then stepped on the two fist pits, clasped the edge of the upper fist pit with one hand, and clenched the fist with the other hand and smashed it down.

Rumble!

Ice slag flew out, and there was another fist pit on the rock.

In this way, Yan Zhen carved stairs on the rocks and climbed up step by step.

Whether it was the Dian Ling Courtyard or the Southern Fist Sect, seeing the big man open the way with an iron fist on the icy rock, his jaw dropped!

On the high platform, Sect Master Jiang Nan frowned: "This ramming goods, using his fists to open mountains and dig roads, smashed my sect's holy land into potholes and pits, I knew that I should have prepared a ladder for him in advance." ”

Tang Jian smiled apologetically: "Yan Zhen is an extremely rare Mortal Realm Awakened Person in our Academy!"

You also know that reaching the Realm of Dust is a watershed for the Awakened in the Flesh, and they are not like other Awakened Beings, who are able to release their spiritual energy. ”

Sect Master Jiang Nan nodded and said, "Those who have awakened their physical bodies, because their physical bodies are too powerful, they imprison their spiritual energy and cannot release their spiritual energy.

Later, they took a different path than other types of awakened people.

This Yan Zhen, the physical body is really powerful, purely in terms of physical strength, everyone here can't compare to him. ”

Tang Jian said: "That's nature, among the awakened, in terms of physical body, no one can be stronger than the physical awakened, but the awakened can use spiritual skills, but it makes up for the lack of strength." ”

Boom...

Everyone watched Yan Zhen climb towards the cave step by step, and it was difficult to recover from the shock for a long time.

The Flesh Awakened, from the beginning of the quenching body, is stronger than other types of Awakened Beings.

Quenching the body, 999 breaths for ordinary awakened people, 1999 breaths for physical awakened people.

Refining blood, ordinary awakened people rushed through 666 acupuncture points.

Those who have awakened their physical bodies can also break through 36 death holes, reaching 702.

Refining skin, ordinary awakened people with better qualifications, cultivating the Skin Pattern Sutra.

Those who have awakened their physical bodies have cultivated the superior Skin Tattoo Sutra.

When it came time to forge the spirit body, the spiritual energy required by the Flesh Awakened was unprecedentedly huge, several times that of ordinary Awakened people.

This step-by-step gap has accumulated, creating Yan Zhen's perverted physical strength!

"Flesh Awakened Beings are extremely difficult to cultivate, and their cultivation speed in each realm is slower than others. ”

"Slow is slow, but others have precipitated more than us, and the more you go to the back, the more terrifying the flesh awakened person is!"

A group of people whispered.

After Yan Zhen went up, Tang Muqing's body moved, stepping into the air, his steps were light, and his posture was beautiful, like a fairy ascending to the sky.

"It's beautiful!"

Below, there are boys who are fascinated by it.

"Such a beautiful beauty, why don't we have it in the Southern Fist Sect?"

The boys of the Southern Boxing Sect mourned and regretted.

Women, their eyes are full of adoration!

"Hey, you see, there is no aura cloud under Tang Muqing's feet!

The powerhouses of the Dust Realm ascended to the Spirit Pool, except for Yan Zhen, everyone had a cloud of spiritual energy under their feet, even if it was Jiang Yijue, he stepped on a palm-sized cloud. ”

"Indeed, there is no half of the aura cloud under her feet, it is like stepping on the air to go up, which is incomprehensible?"

Below, there was a sound of doubt.

On a high platform.

"Brother Tang, the soles of your granddaughter's feet are not cloudy, it seems that she has already practiced qi!

Yes, I have seen a hair-thick thread pull her up the cave, and it is amazing, it is amazing!"

Sect Master Jiang Nan praised.

Tang Jian laughed: "It's nothing, Mu Qing only refined a silk thread, and this silk thread can only barely bear her weight." ”

"Brother Tang is modest, a hair-thick silk thread can withstand her weight, which means that this silk is extremely condensed, even if it only practices one silk, it is not comparable to the awakened person with aura condensation!"

"Your family is unique, how many strands of silk have been refined?"

Tang Jian asked with a smile.

Sect Master Jiang Nan stretched out three fingers.

Tang Jian rolled his eyes: "You old guy, and you still say that I am modest." ”

Sect Master Jiang Nan laughed.

At this moment, a figure flashed and jumped onto the rock wall.

Wu Xingfan was holding a book in his hand, reading intently, and when he was about to fall, suddenly, from his back, two huge palms with condensed spiritual energy stretched out, firmly grasping the rock wall.

The palm of the hand is quite solid, with 10 fingers, the roots are distinct, firmly grasping the rock wall.

Suddenly, the two giant palms pulled down and ejected Wu Xingfan's body upward!

He climbed 20 meters at once.

Sect Master Jiang Nan and Elder Tang Jian were both stunned, a little surprised!

"You Jiangcheng Dian Ling Academy, you are really talented, this person doesn't know who it is, refining 10 spiritual energy threads, turning into 10 fingers, grabbing the rock, and using clever means!"

Elder Tang Jian was also puzzled: "His name is Wu Xingfan, he is a century-old genius of the Spirit Technology Academy, he is usually obsessed with scientific research, concentrating on the development of spiritual skills and exercises, how can his cultivation be so high?"

"Wu Xingfan!"

Sect Master Jiang Nan suddenly said: "I have heard of this person, he has never applied for patents for the spiritual techniques and exercises he has developed, and the Huaxia official has certified as many as 10 patents for him!"

I thought he was a professor at your Dian Ling Academy, but I didn't expect that he was still a student. ”

Tang Jian remembered something, and said: "Wu Xingfan's origin is quite strange, when he was admitted to the hospital, I couldn't find any records of him, some people said that he came from the Holy Spirit Academy. ”

"Holy Spirit Academy, are you talking about the academy founded by the one who was expelled from Huaxia 50 years ago?

That person is willing to send this kind of genius to Huaxia, it doesn't make sense!

Or does that person still have ideas about Huaxia and have other purposes?"

"I don't know, his file has always been on the side of the Shenlong Bureau, I'm afraid only the Shenlong Bureau knows his origin. Tang Kendao.

While the two were chatting, on the side of the Dian Ling Academy, there were two more seniors from the Dust Realm who ascended to the Spirit Pool.

So far, a total of 7 people from the Dian Ling Courtyard have boarded the Spirit Pool, and 4 people from the Southern Fist Sect have boarded the Spirit Pool.

The rest of the people are either in the stage of casting the spirit body, or they are still out of the mortal realm, and they can't release the spiritual energy, condense the spiritual energy cloud, and ascend the spiritual pool.

Qi Donglai was among the crowd, and at this moment, he was squatting on the ground, holding a quaint book in his hand that others could not see with the naked eye, reading something seriously.

However, his seriousness, in the eyes of others, has become a daze and inattention.