In the practice room, Li Qiuyang looked at a burly man in front of him, and his eyes looked very fierce.

"Li Qiuyang, Mu Chen's level is good, I haven't passed this level so well, unless you really beat me, I won't let go of a little bit of water. ”

This burly man with murderous eyes, called Lian Zhou, is not outstanding in his own strength and talent, but he has become Long Yi's second disciple with his hard work, and he has some inexplicable hostility towards Li Qiuyang, a self-righteous genius.

"Okay, thank you Senior Brother Lian Zhou for your advice. ”

Li Qiuyang attacked the next moment.

The force of the punch instantly exploded at the speed of false light.

Bang!

Lian Zhou's murderous gaze revealed a hint of mockery.

"At your speed, it's also worthy of being called pseudo-light. Lian Zhou was very disdainful.

"Mu Chen, this kid, I still let you go, the speed of pseudo-light has reached, but it is only touching the threshold, and it is still far from the real pseudo-light speed. ”

"Let's go, come and challenge me when you're sure. ”

Lian Zhou directly threw down a sentence, and then left directly.

Li Qiuyang began to carefully ponder what Zhou said.

The speed of human beings is difficult to reach even the ordinary speed of sound, and even on the earth, there are only a handful of strong people who can move at the speed of sound.

But the powerful force of human beings, such as the speed of punching, can explode instantaneously at the same time, and the speed of fist power can explode to the point of pseudo-light.

At this terrifying speed, the opponent would not be able to react at all, and he would be defeated in an instant.

"Senior Brother Lian Zhou is different, the most top-notch existence among the eighth-level martial artists. ”

"I'm afraid that the explosion of power itself will be able to reach the pseudo-speed of light or the true speed of light. ”

"With my pseudo-light-speed attack method, Senior Brother Lian Zhou may be able to see through it at a glance, and then make a counterattack. ”

Boost your strength.

The second disc of the Three Thousand Shadow Blades still shows the picture of a strong man fighting a high-level demon beast.

With a sharp sword, you can kill the high-level demon beast as an opponent with one blow, boom.

Every time this kind of amazing knife can directly make Li Qiuyang feel the visual impact.

Li Qiuyang watched it over and over again, until the moment of his understanding, Li Qiuyang kept slashing out with a knife to test whether Fang Cai's perception was correct.

Day 9.

Li Qiuyang's Three Thousand Shadow Blades were already capable of using three hundred and twenty-nine blades.

At the same time, Li Qiuyang went to challenge Lian Zhou again, but was still defeated by Lian Zhou's move without any counterattack.

On the tenth day, Li Qiuyang challenged for the second time.

Shout!

The terrifying speed of the fist directly caused bursts of explosions in the air.

Boom!

Li Qiuyang's punch hit Lian Zhou's body directly, but the next moment, he was smashed to the ground again by a huge force.

"Yes, this time, you can fight me. ”

On the fifteenth day, Li Qiuyang had already comprehended the three thousand shadow swords to the level of the four hundredth sword shadows.

In the practice room, an emaciated figure directly engaged in a fierce battle with a burly figure with a fierce light.

The speed of both of them was terrifying, so terrifying that they could only hear the sound of whirring, mixed with the sound of the air squeezing.

Bang bang bang!

The frequency of collisions is incomparably terrifying.

Rumble!

Li Qiuyang's eyes were extremely sharp looking at the burly figure who was beaten to the ground, and his whole body was still panting slightly.

"Very good, not bad, I am here, you have already passed. Lian Zhou said with a smile.

"Boy, work hard, that kid from the Fang family is only stronger than your current strength. Lian Zhou said a word and left directly.

"Only strong, not weak. Li Qiuyang frowned.

"My own strength is already quite terrifying, is it still a point weaker than that Fang Shiran?"

"That's right, the Fang family, a family with transcendent strength, is known as one of the eight major families in Yanjing Base City, I don't know how many strong people there are in the family, compared to the cultivation resources obtained and the guidance of the strong, I, Li Qiuyang, am far less relieved. ”

"But the champion of the all-China virtual battle finals has unimaginable huge benefits, and I, Li Qiuyang, must win the championship of this competition no matter what. ”

Fang Shiran not only faintly stood on the opposite side of the enemy with Li Qiuyang, but also a stepping stone for Li Qiuyang to become stronger.

Boom!

Li Qiuyang slashed his leg violently, directly shattering the floor.

Woohoo!

The time of cultivation may be short, but it is also very boring and long.

Li Qiuyang completely made good use of the time that he could use.

Knife technique, body technique, speed, martial arts, Li Qiuyang did not fall behind.

"Perhaps, the speed seems slow, maybe the sword technique is not strong enough, the body technique is not strong enough, and the combat secret technique is not strong enough. ”

"The same sword technique is weak, it may be that my speed is too slow, my body technique is not strong enough, and the combat secret technique has not yet been cultivated at home. ”

Twentieth day.

From the twentieth day after being taught by Long Yi, Li Qiuyang's face finally showed a deep joy.

"False light speed, this is the real false light speed. Li Qiuyang even shouted loudly.

"My Combat Secret Technique has been cultivated to the four hundred and tenth Sword Shadow, which can increase the speed of my power explosion to the point of pseudo-light. ”

"Senior Brother Yingzhou. ”

"Very well, let's shoot. Yingzhou said directly and lightly.

Yingzhou, the first disciple of Long Yi, also reached the terrifying ninth-level martial artist level with his strength.

A ninth-level martial artist can teach the disciples of a ninth-level martial artist, which is enough to prove that Long Yi himself also belongs to the kind of ninth-level martial artist who has both strength and prestige.

Shout!

Li Qiuyang's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Immediately appeared behind Yingzhou.

Yingzhou only showed a relaxed smile at this scene.

One punch.

Li Qiuyang did not hesitate at all, and rushed straight towards Yingzhou with a straight punch.

Bang!

The relaxed look on Yingzhou's face suddenly froze, and he looked at Li Qiuyang's gaze, full of incredulity.

"Your speed, pseudo-light?"

"So fast. ”

Yingzhou was directly knocked to the ground by Li Qiuyang's punch.

Immediately after that, Yingzhou made a relaxing jump, stood up directly, and stretched out his hand to stop Li Qiuyang.

"Okay, that's it, I've already passed this level. ”

"In such a short period of time, from touching the threshold to the pseudo-light speed to reach the power explosion speed of the real pseudo-light speed, you have already defeated me. ”

"Originally, I thought that no one under the seventh-level martial artist would be able to reach the power burst speed of pseudo-light, Li Qiuyang, you are the first one I have seen so far. ”

"I think the teacher is also very satisfied. ”

"Before the Huaxia Virtual Battle Competition, the speed of power explosion reached the pseudo-speed of light, this time the championship, I'm afraid it must be you, ask you for some benefits in advance, and don't forget your Yingzhou senior brother and me in the future." ”

Yingzhou laughed and left.

Similarly, Li Qiuyang was also extremely happy.