In the blink of an eye, the eight-part battle has been over for nearly a month. There are only less than two days left before the opening of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Formations.

On this day, the Lord of the North Pavilion recalled Zhao Yifeng, who was frantically impacting the two-thousand-meter mark.

The main peak of the North Pavilion.

In the conference hall, the lord of the North Pavilion was sitting in a precarious position, holding a delicate locket in his right hand.

Looking at Zhao Yifeng, who was scarred in the hall, Beiyue's eyes were full of relief. He said softly: "Yifeng, your battle spirit has now entered the late stage of the fighter!" ”

"Master Hui, I just arrived at the eighth order of the warrior last night. Maximum speed, 5,300 rpm! ”

Speaking of the speed of his battle qi, he was also slightly proud. You must know that, theoretically speaking, the maximum speed that the eighth order of the Warrior Realm can reach is only 5,900 rpm. This is still based on the fact that when the gifted person condenses the initial cyclone, he breaks through the peak of five hundred revolutions. Except, of course, Bruce Lee's alternative.

The North Pavilion Lord nodded and said, "Although your talent is not outstanding, your heart is still good. The road of the strong is rugged and bumpy, and there is no room for slackness. ”

"Disciple remember!"

Slightly forehead. The Lord of the North Pavilion slowly stretched out his right hand holding the small box, and said solemnly: "This is the treasure of my North Pavilion 'Source of the Northern Underworld'. It has extraordinary benefits for those who cultivate the Yin and Yang Technique of the Northern Darkness. ”

"The Origin of the Northern Underworld?"

Zhao Yifeng repeated unconsciously.

Looking at this small box that was as delicate as a work of art, the face of the North Pavilion Lord could not hide a little loneliness. "You don't need to know the origin of the Northern Underworld for the time being. This time, the Tianlong Babu Formation is about to start, and no disciple from my North Pavilion has been selected for many years. Now pass this source of the northern underworld into your hands. Only then will you be qualified to compete with the crowd. ”

"Master..."

Zhao Yifeng was just about to speak, but the North Pavilion Master stopped and said: "As the master said, although your talent is mediocre, with this momentum of not admitting defeat, you have a tendency to come from behind. This hard work happens to be the essence of the Yin and Yang Recipe of the Northern Darkness, and the unyielding are undefeated. Therefore, even if you look at the outstanding disciples of the previous years, your compatibility with the Northern Yin and Yang Technique can be among the best. And although this source of the Northern Hell is a treasure, it must also be on a highly compatible disciple in order to make the best use of it. So, instead of being humble, you should be responsible. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yifeng stepped forward and said solemnly: "Master, disciple understands." Zhao Yifeng will live up to his master's high expectations! ”

Nodding with relief, the North Pavilion Lord handed the box in his hand to Zhao Yifeng, and then instructed: "The source of the Northern Netherworld contains the pure and rich power of the Northern Netherworld. Another ability of the Northern Underworld Yin and Yang Technique is Devouring, although your cultivation is still shallow, not enough to use this ability, but there is no problem in absorbing the power of the Northern Underworld with the same root and origin. However, I have to remind you that this source of the Northern Netherworld is an excellent product, and you must not rush into it in the process of absorption, and you must do what you can. ”

Precious and heavy, Zhao Yifeng didn't say much nonsense, nodded heavily to Beiyue, and said that he should do his best.

"Less than two days before the start of the battle, you will start immediately, and personally protect the Dharma for your teacher."

As he spoke, the North Pavilion Lord waved his hand casually, and an invisible air shield quietly isolated the meeting hall.

At the right time, Zhao Yifeng also cautiously opened the treasure box, and an energy pill bead glowing with white streamers immediately attracted him.

Two days later, early in the morning.

The Xishan Training Ground was once again surrounded by Eight Pavilion disciples. Unlike during the Hachikaku Division, a large area was vacated in the center of the square today. Almost all the disciples stood around the edge of the square, and only the pavilion masters and a few people who had entered the formation stood in the center. Looking at the eight young faces, all of them showed envy.

At this moment, in the middle of the training ground, the Xuan Pavilion Lord was still looking around, and said a little impatiently: "What the hell is that guy in North Vietnam doing?" It's just a matter of him procrastinating, is even his Beige disciple so unpunctual? ”

As he spoke, he looked at Nan Xuan again, because Bruce Lee, a disciple of Nan Pavilion, was also not present.

In this regard, Nan Xuan still smiled lightly and said: "Senior brother don't be impatient, the cultivation of inferior disciples is in trouble, and the junior disciples of Beiyue are also protecting the Dharma for their disciples, and the right ones are delayed." ”

After listening to Nan Xuan's explanation and looking at the smiling face that made him feel uncomfortable, Xuan Ji turned his head away faintly.

"It doesn't matter! This time, the energy required to maintain the Heavenly Dragon Eight Formations is probably several times that of the past, so there is no need to rush for a while. You can take advantage of this to make a slight adjustment. ”

Closing his eyes, Tianfu slowly spoke. While reminding the pavilion masters, he is also admonishing several disciples.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. The wall of qi that shrouded the outside of the North Pavilion hall finally dissipated. Looking at the newly rejuvenated disciples in the hall, the North Pavilion Master forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said in as peaceful a tone as possible: "It's not too early, change your clothes, and hurry up to the Xishan Training Ground!" The teacher then arrived. ”

Zhao Yifeng left. The North Pavilion Lord looked at the empty delicate locket on the table in a daze, and muttered, "Senior brother, have you seen it!" My disciple of the North Pavilion, there is finally someone like you, who perfectly fits the Yin and Yang Technique of the Northern Darkness. The time has come for me to recast the glory of the Holy Spirit Pavilion. At the same time, the chaos you prophesied... I'm afraid it's coming! ”

Soon after, Zhao Yifeng and the North Pavilion Lord appeared on Xishan Square one after another. When the little fat man saw Zhao Yifeng again, the latter gave him a very different feeling than before, but he couldn't say anything wrong for a while.

In this way, another quarter of an hour passed, but Bruce Lee, who occupied the last seat, still did not appear.

Just when everyone was talking, on the top of Tianling Peak, Bruce Lee finally got up slowly.

A month of fighting for his life made him look even thinner. However, the muscle line is more pronounced than before.

Looking at the blood stains that had already scabbed, Bruce Lee said helplessly: "Physical cultivation is really crossing the river by feeling the stones, and the slightest carelessness will be a catastrophe." No wonder there are very few sorcerers in the world. ”

casually swung two punches, and without intentionally, Bruce Lee blasted out a burst of fist cannons. His mental power has gradually begun to merge with his body. Although he has experienced life and death, the rewards have not disappointed.

Nodding in satisfaction. Now Bruce Lee's viscera has recovered, and the three forces have fused smoothly. Although the "Trapped Heavenly Spirit" of the "Four-Chain Seal" has not yet broken free, it has taken a key step. Next, he only needs to wait for the three forces between the viscera to be retracted and released freely, and then he can concoct the same method and transform the limbs and body one by one. The limbs, body and viscera are many times stronger. Suffice it to say, he's already halfway there.

After cleaning his filthy body by the Spirit Lake, Bruce Lee changed into his signature black Tang costume again, after he asked Zhou Tai to help customize more than a dozen sets of hand rings. According to his words, as long as he wears this dress, he has an indescribable sense of ritual and is very down-to-earth.

Everything is taken care of. He looked at the sky and knew that he had been delayed for nearly an hour. So he no longer hesitated, hugged the beast egg, and quickly rushed to the Xishan training ground.

on West Hill Square. Xuan Ji couldn't bear it anymore, and bowed to the sky and said: "Senior brother, although Senior Brother Nan Xuan said, there is a reason for Bruce Lee's incident. But if he drags on for ten days or eight days, we can't wait forever. An hour has passed, and if you don't start the battle again, I'm afraid that you will miss the auspicious time. Let's ask Senior Brother to give the order to start the battle! ”

"Senior Brother Xuanji, you haven't always believed in my Beige's way of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, why do you talk like this?"

North Vietnam said indifferently.

Xuan Ji glanced at Beiyue and said awe-inspiringly: "I just want to talk about a rule." There are no rules, there are no rules. ”

"Okay, the juniors don't have to argue more. According to what Xuanji's junior brother said, he started the battle first. If he can't arrive in front of the sacrifice array, it will also be his fate. ”

Finally, Tianfu spoke.

"But Senior Brother..."

However, the North Pavilion Master was about to help Bruce Lee speak, but was stopped by Nan Xuan. I saw Nan Xuan pat him on the shoulder with a smile and motioned for him to act according to his words. It seems that it is late, and it is not his Nange disciple.

Seeing this, Xuan Ji flashed to the formation and said with a smile: "Senior brother Mingjian, Xuan Ge is ready." ”

Zhao Yifeng and the little fat man glanced at each other, but they could only reluctantly take their positions and occupy a corner. I secretly prayed in my heart, hoping that Bruce Lee would arrive in time.

"Let's go!"

The golden light flashed, and Tianfu shouted.

For a moment, the calm Xishan training ground suddenly shook. In the center of the field, a huge octagonal dragon pattern appeared out of thin air, and everyone was shrouded in brilliance in an instant. A burst of envy sounded in Xishan Square.

The eight pavilion masters each displayed their magical powers, and the eight streams of energy that could be discerned by the naked eye converged towards the sky above the dragon pattern array like a spiral piercing flowers. In about a minute, an energy hole was formed, and the light and shadow were difficult to penetrate.

Under the swirl-shaped concentrated energy hollow, the seven disciples were shocked. The pressure of battle coming from above their heads made them feel as small as a speck of dust.

At the right time, the sound of Tianfu sounded in my ears. "The Eight Heavenly Dragon Formations are ancient formations. This is its own space, which will be guarded by the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragon. After the sacrifice, you will be sent to different areas. Only when you get the approval of the eight departments can you reap the opportunity. ”

"There's one more thing to be clear. We will do our best to maintain this January circulation. Before the big array closes, you must come out. Otherwise, the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon will reject the differences on their own, quickly refining you, and scattering your soul. And once the battle is closed, there will be no chance to get out of the formation by relying on manpower, and it will be a fatal situation! ”

As he spoke, he saw seven tiny streamers rushing out from the top of his head, imprinted on the eyebrows of several people. Tianfu said: "This Heavenly Dragon Seal will prompt and guide you out of the battle. At that time, the mind will move, and you can leave safely. ”

Everyone was awe-struck and took Tianfu's words to heart.

"Pavilion masters, prepare for the sacrifice array!"

Tianfu waved his hand. Suddenly, a terrifying battle aura condensed from the pavilion masters. Looking at it like this, it seems that the sacrifice of this Heavenly Dragon Babu Array is the strong battle spirit of the pavilion masters.

Just as the pavilion masters were about to make a move, a streamer suddenly crossed the Xishan Training Square, and Bruce Lee, who was holding the beast egg in his arms, finally appeared in front of the formation.

Looking at the one person and one egg who came at the last moment, the little fat man and Zhao Yifeng all breathed a sigh of relief. The disciples of the South Pavilion on the sidelines also let out bursts of cheers. Beiyue glanced at Nan Xuan, and also showed a look of enlightenment.

As if knowing that he was coming, Tianfu flipped his wrist, and before Bruce Lee could even stand firmly, he was wrapped in a strong energy and went straight into the formation.

"Xuanji, release your Heavenly Dragon Seal."

The Heavenly Pavilion Lord said in an unquestionable tone.

It turned out that each pavilion master held a heavenly dragon seal. Previously, the Xuan Pavilion Lord withdrew his Heavenly Dragon Seal, hoping that Bruce Lee would miss this opportunity.

"Senior brother! The egg? ”

Xuan Ji stared at the black-striped beast egg in Bruce Lee's arms and hesitated.

"Release!"

Seeing that Tianfu strengthened his tone, he didn't dare to procrastinate any longer. released the Heavenly Dragon Seal again, and it turned into a streamer and was imprinted on Bruce Lee's eyebrows.

After doing this, Xuan Ji complained in his heart: "For this son, the senior brother has repeatedly made exceptions..."

"Sacrificial array!"

With a thud from the sky. The transcendent battle qi of the eight directions turned into eight terrifying energies, which were directly poured into the whirlpool above. Instantly, an irresistible suction force came from overhead. The energy void has become no longer gentle. In just an instant, Bruce Lee and the others, along with this terrifying fluctuation, disappeared directly from everyone's field of vision.