"Fifteen days?" Chu Feng frowned, "Senior, I have to rush back now, the recruitment of the various sects has ended, and there are still three days before the martial arts competition, for some reason, I have to go back." ”

"Hmph, the forces of the Yeyuan Empire also have the face to engage in martial arts. Huomeng said disdainfully.

"This kind of competition is naturally not in the eyes of my predecessors, but it is very important for me and my family, so I have to go. Chu Feng smiled awkwardly.

"Okay. Boy, go ahead. Although you only have your right arm now to be able to fire the surname battle qi, but the fire dragon spirit's fire surname battle qi is purer and stronger than any fire surname battle qi, as long as you are proficient in using it, it is naturally very strong, but you have only mastered it, and this competition is afraid that it will be very difficult. ”

"Senior, even so, I have to go, if the seniors can trust me, give me ten days, I will definitely return here in ten days!" Chu Feng arched his hand.

Huomeng suddenly laughed.

"I haven't seen it for many years, so boy, take the Shrine with you, and I'll go with you. ”

Chu Feng nodded again and again, thinking that he still couldn't believe himself. So he stretched out his five fingers, and the quenched iron shrine slowly fell into the palm of his hand.

"Senior, then let's go!" Chu Feng said.

"Go ahead, I will teach you the first combat technique on the way, I hope you will achieve good results in the competition!" Huo Meng said lightly.

Chu Feng didn't answer, and as soon as his body moved, he rushed towards the top of the mountain.

The mountain wind in the forest was howling, and a figure was whistling by, and the footsteps stopped by a big tree, and it was Chu Feng. He looked up at the big tree, and the scene from fifteen days ago came to his mind, it was here that he met Youli, and it was here that he met Qin Sen and the others and a fight broke out. Chu Feng raised his eyes and looked around, some broken trees, there was still a faint trace of energy fluctuations in the air, it was obvious that there was a fierce battle fought here before. Chu Feng's eyes couldn't help but show a look of worry.

"I hope you're okay. Chu Feng said to himself, turning over the tree, there was nothing on the tree, only a white ribbon tied to the branch. The girl's alluring face flashed from Chu Feng's mind again, he took off the ribbon and put it in the Qiankun bag, and his figure jumped off the tree in a flash.

Obviously, Youli has left, so maybe this ribbon is her belief that she will come back alive? Chu Feng thought so.

"Boy, what are you in a daze?" Huomeng's voice sounded, and Chu Feng hurriedly collected his thoughts.

"It's nothing, senior, let's hurry!" Chu Feng said and just wanted to rush forward.

"Wait, boy, it's only a day's journey from here to Cloud City, don't be in a hurry, now you have just broken through the martial arts, and your strength has not been stable, so let's recuperate here for a day." ”

Chu Feng felt the battle qi in his body, and also nodded slightly. Now that the battle qi in his body is weak, it is obvious that he has just entered the martial arts and has not been stable, so it is necessary to take care of it. So he jumped up on the tree again, sat cross-legged, took out the quenched iron evil shrine from the Qiankun bag, and then asked with a smile: "Senior, what ......are the combat skills you are going to talk about first?"

"Haha, boy, this seat said to you, I will naturally give it to you, and I also hope that you will become strong so that I can fulfill my long-cherished wish. As soon as the voice fell, the evil shrine shone slightly, and a black scroll rose into the air.

"Boy, the level of this combat skill is not very high, only the second level of the spirit level. ”

"Spirit level second-class?" Chu Feng gasped, this is not high?

In the Xiyuan Continent, the combat skills are the same as the battle body, which are the four layers of people, spirits, gods, and heavens, and in the Chu family, in each level, the battle body is divided into four levels: Zhuji, Yuanying, Gathering Spirit, and Mahayana, and the combat skills are divided into one to four levels. In the Chu family's collection, Chu Feng had only seen second-class spirit level combat skills at the highest level, and those who were undoubtedly only the elders, patriarchs and others who were very respected in the family were qualified to cultivate.

"To be precise, this combat skill is one of the magic skills, not the Terran combat skills. You should know that the magic skills and the human race combat skills are actually similar, the only difference is that the magic skills are more domineering, and the requirements for physical strength are also greater, in the eyes of many people, it is a crooked way, but this seat thinks that as long as the strength is strong, it is the last word. ”

Huomeng's words Chu Feng also agreed very much, in the Xiyuan Continent, the strong are respected. It's just that he is very puzzled about why Huomeng has magic skills. On the mainland, the human race, the demon race, and the beast race stand on three legs, and the demon race only exists in ancient legends, and it is said that the ancient demon race has become extinct, and the remnants of the bloodline have not appeared on the mainland. However, Chu Feng couldn't think about it too much, and that scroll of combat skills quickly annihilated into a black light that flashed into Chu Feng's mind.

"Scorching Palm, a second-class spiritual skill at the spirit level, can only be used by those who belong to the fire family surnamed Battle Qi. It can quickly absorb the fire in the air, and instantly gather the palms of the hands to explode. The characteristic is that the stronger the fire caste's battle qi, the greater the power, because the combat skill is not generated by its own battle qi, so it does not consume much of its own battle qi, but it causes a lot of pressure on the muscles and veins. ”

"This combat skill is very powerful, although you have a dragon spirit in your body now, but it is not for you to devour, so your own combat body is just the foundation of the human world, so this combat skill is not too powerful, but fortunately, it is powerful in itself, and it does not need to consume too much combat qi in the body, it can be sent and received freely, as long as the muscles and veins can withstand it, it can be used. Huomeng said lightly.

Chu Feng nodded.

"This time, you will cultivate well, and you can set off tomorrow. In addition, this seat wants to remind you that on the way to find the dragon spirit, you must protect yourself, this seat is now sealed, except to talk to you, but there is no power, and don't mention this seat to anyone, otherwise you will be in trouble. Huomeng's voice was very serious.

"I remember!"

"Then, let's start cultivating. After Huomeng finished speaking, the evil shrine gradually darkened, Chu Feng stretched out his hand to collect it, put it into the Qiankun bag, and then closed his eyes tightly, trying to condense the fire energy in the air according to the battle technique. However, it is very difficult to do it in reality, because Chu Feng himself does not have the battle qi of the fire surname, so he first has to mobilize his own original spirit battle qi, the qi crystal in the heart part rotates rapidly, the battle qi is infused into the right shoulder, and the dragon spirit also rotates rapidly, and a trace of strong fire surname battle qi rises from the right arm, and finally infuses it into the palm of the right hand. The next step is to condense the energy in the air, Chu Feng frowned, and if he was careless, the battle qi in his palm burst out, and the battle qi dissipated, and the whole body felt a sense of detachment.

It's really difficult! Condense the energy of the outside world, not his own energy, and if he does something like this, he will squander his own battle qi in an instant. Chu Feng calmed down a little and regrouped again.

After a whole night of trials, when the sun rose in the early morning, there was a fluctuation of energy in the air, and Chu Feng's palm was finally able to condense a force. The sweaty young man's face also showed a faint smile.

I, Chu Feng, succeeded.

Cloud City, all the people flocked to the square in the center of the city, this day was the most important day in the five years of Cloud City. The major forces came to Yuncheng to recruit people, and it was also a day for the newcomers of the major forces to emerge, and it was also a secret contest between the major forces, and many newcomers began to become famous from this day, such as Chu Ning and Yun Song back then.

A girl in a fiery red suit followed behind a big man, who was holding a big flag in his hand, and on the flag were the words "Brave Mercenary Group". The girl is Ling Ran, and the big man is Ling Yong, the leader of the Brave Mercenary Group. The Brave Mercenary Group can only be counted as a third-rate force, so their location is on the edge of the square. Ling Ran glanced at the audience, but he couldn't see the figure of the young man, and Xiong Gang behind him also frowned.

"Miss, do you say that this young master of the Chu family will come? Why haven't you seen his shadow until now?"

Ling Ran glanced at him coldly: "How do I know, this guy has been missing for a long time, and I haven't seen him in the mercenary group." ”

"Could it be a retreat?" Xiong Gang asked a little unwillingly.

"Retreat? What kind of retreat is he going to retreat without a caste? If you want me to see that he is bragging, he doesn't dare to come. Ling Ran snorted disapprovingly, and she suddenly realized that she had been overestimating the young man.

And at this time, a burst of gongs and drums came, and Yun Song slowly stood on the high platform and announced to everyone: "The five-year Yuncheng Disciple Contest of the Major Forces starts now! This contest takes the form of a free challenge, leaving the stone platform in the middle is regarded as a failure, and the one who is still standing on the stage in the end is the winner." Those who win three games in a row can step down and rest before challenging the other winners, and losing one game will be considered a defeat. ”

As soon as Yun Song's voice fell, the excited crowd applauded fiercely. Chu Ning, who was sitting in the VIP seat, glanced at Pang Yuan diagonally opposite him from a distance, and seemed to feel Chu Ning's gaze, Pang Yuan also cast his gaze from a distance, and as soon as the two touched, the latter smiled meaningfully.

In the first row of the VIP seats, it is divided into four areas, which are the four major forces of the empire.

There was an old man sitting on the first seat of the Falling Star Gate, with a thin face, behind the old man, Chu Qingliang was also standing on both sides, obviously they were already disciples of the Falling Star Gate. On the edge of the Falling Star Gate, there is the Chiyan Building, a young man with a gloomy face hides his whole body in a huge chair, looking very lazy, one of the four disciples behind him is Yunhui; and on the edge of the Chiyan Building is the Blood Knife Gate, the first fat old man, as if he did not wake up, napping, Pang Tian's figure appeared in the Blood Knife Gate; on the edge is the snow area, all the female disciples stand in a row, set up the most beautiful scenery, the first beautiful woman, graceful and dignified.

These four major forces are naturally the focus of the audience, seeing that one of these disciples is the dragon and phoenix among the people, and seeing that his side is full of rough mercenaries, Ling Ran's brows can't help frowning slightly.

The gap between this heavenly pride and ordinary mercenaries is really not ordinary.

And just when everyone sighed, Pang Tian's figure in the Blood Knife Gate had already swept onto the stage, and the fat old man of the Blood Knife Gate also frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with his inability to hold his breath. Just after Pang Tian came to power, Chu Qing in the Falling Star Sect couldn't help but want to make a move, but he didn't want a disciple of a second-rate sect to jump up first.

"In Xia Lai Jialiu asked, ask Brother Pang for advice!" A young man in a yellow robe appeared on the stage, and said to Pang Tiandao very respectfully, the strength of the young man is about eight battle spirits, and he has not yet reached the rank of martial artist, from his age in his twenties, it seems that his talent is also average, this Lai family has always been attached to Chiyan Building, which is a good second-rate force.

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