First of all, it is a person's internal force level, the stronger the cultivation level, the amount of internal force storage, the speed of operation, and the power of moves will become stronger!

The second is the practice of martial arts.

The strength of the exercises can largely make up for the gap caused by cultivation.

It is also the main reason for the gap in combat power between warriors.

The second is weapons.

The increase that can be brought by different weapons can also vary greatly.

Fourth, it is the experience of fighting.

This is not so much an acquired cultivation as an innate quality.

And in the end, there are some people whose cultivation talent is relatively poor, or whose meridians are naturally relatively occluded.

These people can strengthen their bodies with external skills by practicing the exercises horizontally, so as to achieve the purpose of increasing their strength.

These two warriors in the small courtyard of the house in the outer city.

One has already begun to break through, as long as he breaks through to the middle grade Dacheng realm.

This time, he will have a greater certainty that he will be able to succeed.

And if you succeed, you will be able to get the reward of the castle lord.

They were all people who were originally not talented enough in cultivation, and their original upper limit was limited.

And after cultivating the kind of exercises given by the city lord, their cultivation speed increased all at once.

Although this practice will make them more violent, more bloodthirsty, and even distorted in character.

But as long as they can become stronger, as long as they can get ahead, as long as they can trample under the feet of those who once looked down on them and bullied them, they will be satisfied.

And people like them have no less than a hundred people in Emperor Wu City.

Emperor Wu City was too large, the composition of the personnel was complex, and the establishment time was also short, which caused them to have a huge problem.

That is too much pursuit of talent and strength.

Only those with good talent can thrive in Emperor Martial City, while those with poor talent may not be as good as a dog in Emperor Martial City.

This is a very helpless reality.

And most of the hundreds of people who have been bullied because of this phenomenon have already broken through the Dacheng realm!

This is also one of the reasons why they are desperate to follow Shangguan Dao.

Even those orthodox disciples in Emperor Martial Emperor City estimated that their cultivation speed was not as fast as theirs.

Moreover, the momentum of their cultivation growth is extremely rapid, and the upper limit is also high, and even several people's cultivation has reached the middle grade Dacheng realm.

In terms of the strength of the martial artists who stand in line, Shangguan Dao is already fully capable of truly ruling the Martial Emperor City.

It's a pity that they have never been favored by those elders in Emperor Wu City.

Even those so-called proud sons of heaven have always looked down on them.

Therefore, they have been forbearing, hiding themselves all the time, and trying their courage.

These people under Shangguan Dao also couldn't get used to that group of heavenly pride.

They only enjoy the thrill of knocking these heavenly pride off the altar.

This gives them a different kind of satisfaction.

Seeing that his companion was already about to complete the Great Zhou Tian cycle, once it was completed, he would be able to become a true mid-grade Dacheng Realm martial artist.

There was a sudden hint of jealousy and ...... in the other man's eyes A subtle hint of resentment.

But he soon said to himself again in his heart:

I will also reach this point, and I will soon enter the realm of Zhongpin Dacheng, I have to endure, endure, endure!

As he meditated in his heart, the killing intent in his eyes gradually dissipated.

And the body of the person who closed his eyes and recuperated and was breaking through the middle grade Dacheng realm trembled slightly.

He had already felt this trace of killing intent, but he didn't say anything, just silently quickened the pace of his cultivation.

After about a stick of incense, he successfully broke through to the medium-grade Dacheng realm.

He opened his eyes and gave a rare thank you to his companion.

His companion silently closed his eyes again, and after a moment the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart rushed back to his heart.

After enduring it for a quarter of an hour, he finally couldn't help but get up.

And the person who had just been promoted to the middle grade Dacheng realm closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't feel this scene.

This person can't suppress the murderous intent in his heart, and he wants to seek vent.

They all know that this is the sequelae of the exercises, but at the same time, it is also the real emotion that is magnified in their hearts.

It's a great evil.

Once they are dominated by this emotion, they must release this emotion as soon as possible, otherwise they may be unstable and even go mad!

So he left the small courtyard and came to a firewood house not far away.

The original owner of this family was locked up here, with a total of 12 people.

Except for when he first came, he killed one of the nurses here.

Everyone else is locked up here, after all, the smell of blood, which is really too strong, will still rot very quickly in this early autumn that is not very hot.

The unpleasant, pungent smell of decay is likely to attract the attention of others, who do not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

So they didn't kill the remaining twelve.

And at this moment, he couldn't bear the murderous intent in his heart.

Upon arriving here, his red eyes were the first to see a burly young man, who resembled the image he had dreamed of killing someone.

So he slowly stepped forward and roared:

"Liu Licheng, go die!"

At the same time, there are many people in the inner city who are making final preparations.

Among them, the home of Kong Xiaolian, the head of the cabinet scholars.

Today, all the important members of his faction are here, they are holding a feast of flowers and poetry, and at the end of the seat, there are three young warriors.

The three of them are the three people that the civil officials attach the most importance to this time.

Among the people selected by the civil official group, only they can be qualified to eat in the same hall with this group of bigwigs with more than three grades in the court.

Of course, even so, they can only sit at the end and listen quietly to the big guys.

After appreciating the poems, the bigwigs finally remembered these three warriors.

So, one of them touched his long beard, not crowned, but with a head of gray hair, coiled with a simple wooden hairpin.

When I stood up, my body trembled a little.

This scene fell in the eyes of the three young warriors, and all three of them invariably felt pity for him.

In the old cage, life is short!

And they are like the newborn sunrise.

There is still some time before their true best time, let alone the twilight of their life.

Zhengyang Wubi can be described as their first bloom.

As early as half a year ago, they joined the civilian clique.

They became the personal guards of the three ministers.

Those who can be selected by the civilian clique cannot, of course, be those warriors from big sects and big families.

Being selected shows that their birth is not particularly good, but the talent is definitely not bad.

It can be said that they are equivalent to poor scholars, to a certain extent, the world of martial artists pays more attention to their background, and those with poor backgrounds are talented, without good martial arts skills, without good master guidance, your upper limit is there.

After these humble warriors joined the civil official group, the civil official group used their strong connections, financial resources, background, etc., to find their own suitable exercises.

It took a great deal of money to find a senior in the middle grade Dacheng realm on the rivers and lakes to guide them.

In the face of a huge amount of money, that senior taught almost everything he had learned all his life.

Therefore, although these three people are only cultivators of the lower grade Dacheng realm, their own strength is no longer much worse than those top sects and geniuses from the family.

And they also have respect for the civil official group, especially Kong Xiaolian.

All three of them called Kong Xiaolian their father.

Kong Xiaolian smiled and watched the old man with gray beard and hair walking out tremblingly.

He was the teacher of several princes of the dynasty, Taifu, Pan Yanjin.

Pan Yanjin opened his mouth and said:

"Three days later, it's the Zhengyang Martial Arts Competition, since the three young heroes we selected are all at the table.

It's better to let them have a competition with the old man's guards, and let the old man and the others see their cultivation, so that I can rest assured. ”

Kong Xiaolian glanced at the three young people sitting at the end without a trace, and found that their faces showed resentment, and the young man still couldn't hide his feelings, so he slowly spoke:

"I don't think there's a need for this, the strength of the three young people has been affirmed by the heroes of Quan Hu Renquan. Today is a flower-viewing feast for us, but it is also a practice feast for the three of them.

Talking about fighting and killing on top of such a feast is really a sight to behold! ”

Kong Xiaolian, the head of the civil officials, has opened this mouth, and the people below should not speak out against it.

But this Pan Yanjin's qualifications are there, his seniority is a generation older than Kong Xiaolian, and he is also a veteran of the Three Dynasties.

He had also drunk some wine before, and the old age of his body made him feel an inexplicable emotion at this time, and when he saw the vigorous appearance of the three young people, he felt that he had reached the end of his life.

Drunk, he couldn't help but feel pessimistic and hopeless about the future of the Manchu civil officials.

Therefore, he must seize the opportunity of this Zhengyang martial arts competition, and he is also the most hardcore supporter of the bet with His Majesty the Emperor.

He said resolutely:

"The old man wants to confirm the strength of these young people with his own eyes.

My days are numbered, can't you fulfill the old man's wish? ”

He first looked around and looked at the big guys, these big guys were very thick-skinned, and they had already practiced it, not to mention thicker than the city wall, and it was much thicker than the courtyard wall of his own house, so they didn't change their faces.

And the old man also knew that his words had no effect at all in front of this group of old foxes.

So his gaze finally fell on the three young handsomes.

When the three young men saw the old man looking over, although there was a little unhappiness in their hearts, the character of respecting the old and loving the young in this era was engraved in everyone's bone marrow, so the three of them immediately got up.

After respectfully saluting the old man, he turned to look at Kong Xiaolian and said:

"My lord, we do. Compete with Pan Lao's guards.

Your Excellency treats us very well, and we also want to show your achievements in this half a year of cultivation. ”

So Kong Xiaolian no longer insisted.

Immediately afterwards, someone moved all the tables of the banquet to the side, giving a space that was already very large.

Generally speaking, the courtiers held a banquet here and watched the dancers dance, and the venue was already large enough.

However, the three young warriors found that the venue was still a bit cramped, but they did not speak.

First of all, it was a slender young man, and the weapon in his hand was actually a Green Dragon Glaive Knife, weighing eighty-two catties.

It was an Emperor-level weapon, and its shiny blade shone with a dazzling cold light.

Pan Yanjin, who was old Longzhong, let his guards come out, and he happened to have three guards with the cultivation of Dacheng Mirror.

The first to come out was a burly middle-aged military general wearing light armor.

He was originally a military general on the battlefield, but he had a quarrel with Shangguan because of some things, and was finally falsely accused of being convicted.

After being imprisoned, he was rescued by Pan Yanjin, and because Pan Yanjin and his father were old acquaintances, he joined Pan Yanjin and became the head of the three commanders.

He used a long lance. This lance was generally used by cavalry and was much heavier than a lance.

The lance swept, and a strong wind whistled in the venue, and the elders suddenly felt that the place was a little crowded.

"Guan De, please teach this commander!" The slender young man said.

"Ji Yangwu!" Pan Yanjin's commander was concise and clear, and after reporting his name, he had already rushed over with a long lance.

A long lance is a thorn, and it weighs like a thousand pounds.

Needless to say, the Guan De Qinglong Glaive Knife was also a heavy weapon, and it was easy to block this heavy shot.

As soon as he made contact, Ji Yangwu felt uneasy.

"Horizontal exercises?"

Guan De smiled lightly, forced the other party back with a slash, and then replied:

"Before I was favored by all of you, I didn't have any good exercises, so I could only continue to practice horizontal exercises, and now my leg skills, fist techniques, and body techniques have all reached the realm of Dacheng. Then after my predecessors opened up the second vein of Ren Du for me to protect the Fa, I felt that my horizontal practice technique had been improved again.

So this lord, this battle is my first battle after I was reborn, please do your best! ”

Ji Yangwu's face was shocked, this kid in front of him was so terrifying, he had almost practiced kung fu to the top, such a character opened the second pulse of Ren Du, how terrifying it should be.

So he stopped holding his hand and went all out.

But after only twenty moves, the long lance, which was known for its strength and composure, was picked up, and the blade of the Qinglong Glaive was horizontal at Ji Yangwu's throat, and this hand controlled it really opened Ji Yangwu's eyes again.

Guan De completely broke the law with force, and Ji Yangwu did not have the upper hand at all in twenty moves, and was pressed and beaten throughout the whole process.

"Take!" Guan De put away the Qinglong Yanyue Knife and saluted Ji Yangwu.

Ji Yangwu returned the salute, and then directly praised it.

This scene satisfied all the adults present, because of Guan De's character, demeanor, and also because of his strength.

The second young man named Xu Cheng, his background is extraordinary, he is a side branch of the Xu family in Guangdong, because he couldn't study, he began to practice martial arts, and he didn't think that he had a good talent.

But in the Xu family, his own children were to be despised for practicing martial arts, and he never had a bright future, until they decided to participate in the Zhengyang martial arts competition, and he was excavated.

When he appeared, the depressive atmosphere of the whole person made everyone present not like it very much, but everyone knew something about him, he had been suppressed for more than 20 years, and now he was only once in the sky, but the perennial suppressed anger and madness were clearly felt by everyone.

If it is on other occasions, this feeling will make them unhappy, and even subconsciously suppress it.

But this is not the time, they need such madness.

Xu Cheng used a double sword, which was also an emperor-level weapon.

His opponent is a Jianghu martial artist, who took refuge under Pan Yanjin's door and lived a stable life for several years, but he usually practiced without falling, so his cultivation was profound.

The two were not polite, and they rushed together when they came up.

In fact, the main reason was that Xu Cheng didn't give the other party a chance to speak, and as soon as he got on the field, he broke out into a rare madness, which shocked his opponent.

The strength of the two is between the two of them, of course, Xu Cheng is younger than the other party for more than two rounds, and of course his talent is far beyond the other party.

But the competition that was supposed to be back and forth, in Xu Cheng's almost crazy attack, it was less than twenty rounds, and the opponent couldn't stop it.

He really felt that if he lost, he would be cut by the opponent, and the speed of the double knife was extremely fast, once he slowed down for a moment, he might be in danger of his life, so he decisively admitted defeat.

Fortunately, after Xu Cheng heard the other party admit defeat, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then the madness slowly subsided, and he didn't continue to attack.

The results of the second competition were surprising to all of you, but they were reasonable.

With this competition, the adults decided to put the third one outside, and soon the courtyard outside was cleared out of the huge field.

The third young man came out, but this competition disappointed the adults.

Sun Yunshi, a loose cultivator in the rivers and lakes, has excellent talent, and he has cultivated to the Dacheng realm, and he speaks well, giving people a rather shrewd feeling.

But this kind of shrewdness is still too immature in front of all the elvet bosses.

As soon as Sun Yunshi came on the court, he rushed to solve his opponent in twenty moves, but his opponent chose a safe way after seeing the previous two duels.

Originally, the strength of the two was also between the two of them, but after fighting more than twenty moves, Sun Yunshi began to be impatient.

He is a person who is good at management, he is not talented, he has worshiped many loose cultivators as teachers in the rivers and lakes, and he has grown step by step, for himself, he has always had the illusion that he is the protagonist of this world.

Therefore, Guan De's humility and Xu Cheng's silence both gave him the opportunity to develop himself.

He even worshipped the senior of the middle grade Dacheng realm as a teacher, and he was indeed more inclined to him when he taught.

But he was just too shrewd, so Sun Yunshi, who hadn't won the opponent after thirty or forty moves, was a little impatient, and one was accidentally shot down with the weapon in his hand.

Although he suffered defeat, Kong Xiaolian and others also made Sun Yunshi's mood recover a lot in two sentences.

Kong Xiaolian said with a smile:

"Painting is also about blank space. You have shown your strength, you will keep some of the remaining hole cards, and when it is time for the real martial arts competition, you will use it as much as you can, help the old man and others, and also help you earn your own glorious future! ”

The three young men got up in unison, saluted Kong Xiaolian, and then saluted Pan Yan, giving the old man enough respect.