After a night's rest, Zhou Yang once again regained his state of dragon spirit and tiger fierceness.

Aside from the tiny wounds on his body, he looked like a normal person. No one could see that he had experienced a life-and-death battle yesterday and had been cut by a terrible ten thousand swords.

I don't know if it's because Qingyun's elixir is powerful, or because Zhou Yang's own recovery power is amazing, even Pan Feng couldn't help but come over, pinching him here and there, and looking at Zhou Yang like a monster.

Indeed, the Divine Trick quickly restored the function of the body's tissues, which made Zhou Yang overjoyed. At the same time, the elixir that Qingyun got out of nowhere also had the effect of going against the sky, so that Zhou Yang's entire spirit and spirit were restored to the best state.

Moreover, there is one more thing that makes Zhou Yang have to be excited.

Today is the second month since entering the Holy Hall, and according to the regulations of the Holy Hall, after going to the Martial Hall for intensive teaching today, you can go to perform the tasks of the Holy Hall and receive the contribution points of the Holy Temple.

With Contribution Points, you will have the opportunity to read a lot of books in the Templar, and you will have the opportunity to obtain many unknowable materials.

These materials are rare in the outside world, not only can they be used to forge equipment, but some can also improve their cultivation and increase their comprehension ability, paving a smooth path for the future martial arts road.

Fang Dazhi, Du Yuan and Pan Feng, who were as excited as him, also got up early, washed up, and prepared to go to the martial arts hall to teach in the martial arts hall and teach collectively.

"Do you think I'm handsome today?"

Pan Feng was by the sink, looking at the reflection in the water, looking left and right, brushing the hair of his sideburns with his fingertips dipped in water, and asked narcissistically.

"My sun, Pan Dazui, what are you trying to do, make it so glamorous, and don't you go on a blind date?"

When Zhou Yang saw Pan Feng like this, he couldn't help but pat his head and roared in pain.

When Pan Feng heard Zhou Yang's words, he put on a serious look, and said earnestly: "Little junior brother, let me ask you, today's martial arts hall will speak, almost all the disciples are going to go, right." ”

"Of course, you can go and get the task after today, of course you have to listen to the relevant matters. ”

Zhou Yang replied seriously.

"Correct. Pan Feng flicked his thumb and index finger and said with a crisp sound: "But do you know that there are many female disciples in the Martial Palace." ”

"Yes, what's going on?" Zhou Yang was full of question marks. Talking to this out-of-the-box Pan Feng always can't keep up with his rhythm.

"Stupid!" Pan Feng knocked on Zhou Yang's head in the appearance of an elder, and said: "Seeing that my brother is so wise and powerful, many female disciples can't exclaim when they see it, and they will bow to my brother's peerless demeanor, if my brother doesn't clean up and let those female disciples who worship my brother see it, they won't be very sad." ”

"Get out!"

At this time, not only Zhou Yang, but even Du Yuan, who usually doesn't like to talk much, couldn't help it, and a blast of corn hit Pan Feng's head, beating him all day long, and he couldn't stop crying.

While shouting, he also pointed at Zhou Yang and muttered: "I thought they were all like him, with Qingyun behind him all day long, the little junior brother, the little junior brother screamed affectionately, the elder brother is seventeen or eighteen, and if you don't take it seriously, you will lose." ”

Zhou Yang simply chose to ignore it, rolled his eyelids, picked up his sword and walked out.

The teaching hall of the martial hall occupies a huge area and is fully furnished. knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, forks, whips, hammers, ...... The whole nine yards. As soon as I walked into this hall, I felt a strong aura of slaughter.

The martial hall is the most important branch of the temple to train martial artists, and the final status of disciples is assessed by martial arts and martial arts, and the murderous aura is naturally much heavier than that of other halls.

A group of four people, when they walked to the martial arts hall of the martial arts hall, the main hall was already full of black and oppressive crowds.

Seeing Zhou Yang and a few people coming, some disciples saw yesterday's competition and knew Zhou Yang, so they naturally nodded in greeting. Since yesterday's battle, no one has dared to despise Zhou Yang with waste. not only regards it as the same status as himself and others, but even has a faint sense of admiration.

Warriors advocate the strong!

Only when you stand on top of the mountain are you qualified to look down on all beings. Otherwise, you can only look up to others.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

Any strong person is stepping on someone else's corpse to ascend to the top.

Zhou Yang's bloody battle yesterday, super high understanding, super combat skills, super human strength, and super ruthless wrists, all made everyone feel a little afraid in their hearts, and at the same time won the respect of the disciples of the Martial Palace.

When, when, when!

Three bells rang, and the thick and simple gate of the martial arts hall squeaked hoarsely and slowly pushed open.

With a glimmer of bright light entering, several coercive teachings came in, and the last one was Zhang Qing, who had a white beard.

"Elder Zhang. ”

Seeing Zhang Qing coming in, the disciples of the Martial Hall showed excitement. Although Zhang Qing was the person in charge of the Martial Palace, the Divine Dragon was nowhere to be seen, and after many disciples entered, it was the first time they saw this legendary elder with a bad temper.

Only Zhou Yang showed a trace of disdain, looked at the old man who couldn't hide his smile, and secretly slandered in his heart: "This dead old man, words don't count, and he hasn't fulfilled the promise he made when he got started, but I still thought this person was a lover." ”

Zhang Qing didn't know what Zhou Yang was slandering in his heart, otherwise, with his personality, he might pull Zhou Yang in front of him and shave him a few times.

He walked in slowly, looked at the crowd of black pressure, walked straight to the main seat of the main hall, sat on the stage with a golden sword, raised his hands, and said loudly: "Disciples, you are all the elites of my martial palace, and this elder is not nonsense, today I will mainly explain to you how to cast the path of the strong." ”

"The path of the strong?"

The room was full of light booes.

Entering the Holy Hall, who doesn't want to become a strong person, who doesn't hold this mentality, fights to the death, and emerges from the competition of one out of a million, so he is selected by the Holy Hall to become a disciple of the Martial Palace.

Hearing that Zhang Qing was going to explain how to cast the road of the strong, he was surprised and happy in his heart, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Some of the disciples were even so excited that they exchanged words with each other and had a heated discussion.

"The previous teacher once said that if you want to become a strong person, you must have a strong mentality, have pride, ambition, and courage, I wonder if the elders will teach some practical things?"

The strong is the dream of every warrior, but how to cast the road of the strong and how to climb the forest of the strong is an unsolvable topic, and every strong man has a different way of fighting. However, what this group of young children listen to the most is to have a strong heart.

The heart of the strong is undoubtedly a little more ethereal for this group of teenagers who have not experienced too much training, and it is far less practical than a battle.

They hoped that Zhang Qing would explain something practical to them