"Daddy......" Yang Xuanhong buried his head deeply.

"I don't want to say more, I'll just tell you one truth, in front of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are phantoms!" Yang Wentang gently put the white porcelain bottle in his hand on the table next to him, turned to leave, and stopped after leaving the door, and then said: "This is the Ten Perfection Repair Liquid, which is used to assist in cultivation, but you can't drink it and can only soak it, half a bucket of water is fine." Use it one day when your mind can calm down. After speaking, he closed the door with his backhand and strode away.

It's just that when he left, Yang Wentang remembered what Yang Wenxuan said to him that night, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a touch of bitterness. Under absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are phantoms, he used this to teach his son, but it was also useful to him, Yang Wenxuan's strength was so strong, Yang Wentang felt that he might really have only the choice to leave!

"If Xuanhong can win the championship, maybe there is a glimmer of hope......" When leaving, Yang Wentang sighed in his heart.

"Under absolute strength, all intrigues and tricks are phantoms......"

In the room, Yang Xuanhong kept stepping, and kept muttering this sentence softly.

Suddenly, he paused and laughed!

He knew he had gotten into the horns before.

Yang Ningfeng sleeps a lot every day and doesn't practice hard, isn't this better for himself? And just as my father said, no matter what tricks he is playing, as long as I have absolute strength, what can he Yang Ningfeng play? As long as the championship falls into my hands, he Yang Ningfeng will only have a dead end.

Yang Xuanhong figured it out, and suddenly figured it out!

Once the idea was reached, the whole person became relaxed, and his eyes looked at the white porcelain bottle on the table, and his light flashed: "This is what my father gave me to help me break through, right? Dad, don't worry, I will not let you down!"

Yang Xuanhong put aside his distracting thoughts and sat down cross-legged again, but he didn't cultivate immediately, but completely calmed down his state of mind.

His current cultivation has reached a bottleneck, just a little bit, just a layer of paper so thin to successfully break through to the master's product, although he doesn't know about the Ten Perfect Repair Liquid, but he has complete trust in his father, and his father said that it has an auxiliary effect on his cultivation, so it must be that he is just going to use this medicinal liquid to help him now.

Just today, he wants to break through to the division in one fell swoop, he believes that as long as he reaches the strength of the division level and cultivates it, he may not have the opportunity to compete with Luo Lie for the championship throne, and he is more confident that he will completely defeat Yang Ningfeng in the clan competition selection competition, so that Yang Ningfeng will not even have the opportunity to participate in the clan competition.

"Whew!"

Yang Xuanhong's face calmed down completely, then he got up and began to go out and walked in with a wooden basin filled with most of the water.

After closing the door, pour the liquid into the water.

"In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are phantoms!"

Seeing that the water in the wooden basin had turned green, Yang Xuanhong was a little excited, because the moment of special significance to his life was coming!

If Yang Ningfeng was allowed to see this scene at this time, he would not know what it would be like. In order to earn money to buy spars, he sold the Ten Perfection Repair Liquid, but it indirectly helped the cultivation of the first biggest opponent in his life, and was used by the opponent to break through the cultivation.

Time gradually passed, Yang Xuanhong completely entered a wonderful state of cultivation, the green water in the wooden basin became lighter and lighter, and the medicinal power contained in it was already almost absorbed.

Suddenly, the air in the room fluctuated, and a dense mist that could not be seen by the naked eye rose up, hovering and dancing in the room, as if it was being pulled by something invisible, slowly approaching the surroundings of Yang Xuanhong's body, and then quickly seeped into it and disappeared.

Yang Xuanhong, who was sitting cross-legged in the wooden basin, opened his eyes suddenly, and with a shook, a slight burst sound suddenly appeared in the air, and the corners of his mouth also evoked an indifferent smile, and in his eyes, poisonous light flashed.

"Finally broke through! Shipin, I have finally reached the coveted realm of Shipin, Yang Ningfeng, now it has been less than ten days since the clan competition competition, you sleep every day, can you still sleep out of the strength of the division? Now that I have successfully reached the division quality, you still want to win the championship in the clan competition? You have no chance to participate in the clan competition, the clan competition is already your end! Mingtao, you have to forgive your brother...... I'll let Yang Ningfeng bury you!"

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Tomorrow, it will be the clan competition, which makes the sky above Deyangzhuang seem to be filled with a heavy, tense and excited atmosphere at all times.

The young people of Yangzhuang are all still working hard to cultivate, although most of them know that the top three are hopeless, but they all want to achieve a good result in the clan competition, hoping to attract the attention of the high-level of the clan, so as to have a good development in the clan in the future.

Of course, there are also some people who are lucky, one is not good, and suddenly they burst out of the small universe, unearthing amazing potential, and suddenly their strength has increased greatly, soaring into the sky, and entering the top three in one fell swoop!

However, everyone in the whole clan knows in their hearts that tomorrow's clan competition has actually become a stage for two young people.

Half of the stage belongs to Yang Xuanhong, and the other half belongs to Yang Ningfeng, who suddenly showed amazing potential before.

Because of Yang Mingtao's death, the two have completely become the attention of the whole clan, and even have attracted the attention of the entire Wu Ning City.

The younger generation, everyone is training hard and making the final sprint of the clan competition.

Although he successfully entered the strength of the teacher, Yang Xuanhong did not take it lightly, he remembered his father's words and wanted to take absolute strength into his own hands, so he was now cultivating harder than ever.

Yang Xuanhong is like this, and Yang Ningfeng is certainly no exception.

Blood Tiger Space, the top of the white mountain!

Yang Ningfeng stood on top of a big tree, condescendingly looking down at everything around him, his body was stained with blood, and the strong smell of blood permeated his body, these bloods, there was blood from his own injuries, but more of it was contaminated by the demon beasts of the strength of the eight ranks of the Eight Rank Warriors he had killed in the White Mountain.

In three hours, within three hours, he was now able to successfully kill all the demon beasts of Baishan's eight-stage Shipin's strength, and the realm of the nine-stage Shipin's strength had been completely stabilized.

In fact, he had already created a miracle if he was able to kill all the sixty-seven eighth-stage demon beasts in Baishan within three hours.

But he was not satisfied, although until now, he still did not know that Yang Xuanhong had broken through to the strength of the division, but if he wanted to win the championship, the target opponent was not Yang Xuanhong, but Luo Lie! His progress is great, but with his current strength, if he wants to win the championship, he knows that it is absolutely impossible.

He has to work hard, keep working hard, work hard to win the championship, work hard to save his life!

"There should be half an hour left, don't go out yet, it's time to go to Montenegro to see what is so powerful about the demon beast of the strength of the Nine Rank Warriors!"

Standing still for a while, feeling that his physical strength had fully recovered, Yang Ningfeng's gaze looked at the black mountain peak next to him.

Black Mountain Peak, is the place where the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit said that he created the demon beast of the strength of the nine-stage Shipin, and now the demon beast of the eight-stage Shipin strength is no longer challenging for Yang Ningfeng, and the realm of his nine-stage Shipin is already stable, and his goal is to officially target the demon beast of the strength of the nine-stage Shipin.

I thought of it, and with a slight clench of my fists, I ran down the mountain.

Soon, he stood under the Black Mountain Peak. Without much hesitation, it was a step into the mountain.

As soon as he entered the Black Mountain Peak, Yang Ningfeng felt as if he had returned to the Black Forest Cliff again, which reminded him of the situation when he was almost killed by Shen Hu.

"If I meet Shen Hu again now, although I may not be his opponent yet, I will definitely not be defeated as quickly as before, so vulnerable! ”

Yang Ningfeng didn't have a grudge, because Shen Hu was dead, he just summed up the situation at the time again, and then combined with his current strength and experience, he made a judgment.

And as soon as this judgment came out, it shocked his heart slightly.

He was only a nineth-rank scholar now, and in his state of mind, he had begun to be fearless of a second-stage master, he didn't think that he was really a genius now, but he once again felt a deep gratitude to the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit.

It is precisely because of the guidance method of the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit that he uses the creation of demon beasts to give him continuous experience in life and death fighting, which makes him have a fearless heart now.

The strength of the nine-stage master should not be the opponent of a second-stage master, but he is fearless now, because he has begun to have a strong heart, a heart with a strong childish shape.

And Yang Ningfeng knows very well that he can have such a judgment, but in reality, if he encounters a master of the strength of the second stage with his current strength, the best way is to run away quickly, if he really fights, he will only be a dead end in the end.

It's just that this escape is not the other.

Knowing that you don't mess with your opponent, don't do reckless things, choose to escape calmly, and face an opponent far beyond your own strength, have a fear mentality, and run away in panic, these two are definitely two completely different concepts.

Yang Ningfeng no longer thought that it was a shame to choose to run away when he encountered a strong enemy.

He's learned enough.

He didn't understand before, when he was bullied by Yang Mingtao's gang, he fought to the death with the other party every time, and finally he suffered all the time for the first time, but now he won't, because the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit once said to him: "Only the living have backbone, and the dead, some only have death!"

This sentence had a great impact on Yang Ningfeng, and almost immediately changed his views and style in the face of some things.