Qi Yuan confirmed again and again, and after affirming that Zhou Heng was not interested in Tai Nianning at all, he left with no peace of mind.

Zhou Heng shook his head, this guy is not very smart, why does he seem to be mentally retarded now!

Love is really blind!

Zhou Heng returned to his residence, immediately threw out the Vulcan Furnace, and began alchemy.

This pill recipe is naturally what the Fire God Furnace told him, and the pill that is refined is called "Mingwang Dan", which can directly form a divine appearance, which is the same as the Seven Star Pill. However, there are only twelve pills in one furnace, which is pitiful!

Zhou Heng immediately retreated in order to refine these Ming Wang Dan, and the black donkey and Xiaohuo didn't know what they ate secretly, and the two guys started the retreat half a day ago, so the cheap donkey didn't come to fight with him.

He used all his spiritual power to refine the medicinal power, but it still took him a full seven days to completely refine these pills.

Thirty-nine divine appearances!

Zhou Heng shook his head and smiled, although he already possessed nearly forty divine appearances, he didn't feel the slightest opportunity to break through, and it seemed that there was still a distance of 108,000 miles.

It's also a shame that he is now in the Ming Realm, otherwise if he is still in the Immortal Realm, how many thousands of years does he need to search for to find enough medicine to send him to the Star Realm?

However, now that all the contribution points have been used up, the next step is to find a way to earn it.

He first went to the Shafu Field, which was actually a trial ground and a martial arts arena for the disciples of the academy to learn here, and there were some special props that could temper the body of a martial artist.

Come here, of course, for the contribution value!

In addition to the contribution points obtained by the task, there is also a record-breaking. For example, the limit of force, speed, reaction speed, and so on. The Ming Immortal level has a record of the Ming Immortal level, and the Star King has the Star King level. Not to be confused.

Zhou Heng wanted to try it.

After asking for an inquiry, he came to the northwest corner. There is a stone wall here, which looks very ordinary, but it is called the "Wall of Strength", and it is specially used to record the strongest people.

There are four columns of names on the wall, each column is ten people, and in addition to the names, there are also numbers marked on the side, such as "three thousand yuan" and "nine thousand six hundred and forty-four stars", and the number between the columns is very different. But the difference between the top and bottom of each column is very small.

You don't have to think much about it to know that these four columns of numbers represent the four levels of record-keepers from Ming Immortal to Star King, Star Emperor to Star Emperor, and there are ten people at each level who can be selected.

What "three thousand yuan" represents the value of the force, Zhou Heng's gaze swept to the bottom of the first column, which read "Ma Hongjie, two thousand four hundred and sixty-six yuan".

In other words, Zhou Heng must at least play a higher force than this value to be on the list, although he did not break the record, as long as he was on the list, he could get contribution points. The difference is in more and less.

Seeing Zhou Heng stop in front of this wall of strength, some people nearby couldn't help but start talking.

"It's a new life!"

"Ha Luha, every year, there are a few freshmen who think they are the best in the world, and they can break the record with one punch!"

"Come and bet or not. How much Yuan Force can this guy play?"

"This guy is at most forty phase immortals, I guess it won't exceed six hundred yuan!"

"You think too highly of him, I guess four hundred at most. Couldn't have been more!"

These people did not lower their voices, which was enough for Zhou Heng to hear clearly.

Six hundred?

Zhou Heng didn't know how many catties of force was equal to the one-yuan force of the Dao. Because he jumped into the Ming Immortal level, the strength of a punch could easily be measured in trillions of catties. It's too much trouble to use catties as a unit, and new units will definitely be generated.

I don't know if the power of one yuan is one trillion catties, or ten trillion catties, or more.

Why didn't he pick a record for speed, or a record for agility?

Because he is indeed only twenty-nine phase Ming Immortal, the speed and reaction speed are all there, but the strength is different, and a punch can be supplemented by the improvement of the exercises, then it will be easy to do, he has five elements of runes, and his combat power is strong enough to dominate the Ming Immortal, and it is not easy to break the record?

This is the record he is most sure of, and the only one he is sure he can break.

Laugh at him?

"Uncle, uncle!" The squeamish voice sounded, and I saw Jiang Zishuang jumping over from a distance, wearing a snow-white dress, black hair, and a delicate little face.

Why is this little girl here?

Zhou Heng couldn't help frowning, she was a little devil in a cute coat!

"Hey, uncle, what kind of expression do you have, don't you want to see the lovely Tiantian?" the little girl pouted and said, "Uncle, you don't keep your promises, you obviously said that you want to come to see Tiantian and her mother, but you don't see you coming, you negative, heart, person!"

What a big ghost!

"Hey, isn't this the only disciple that the Heavenly Array Academy has recruited this year?"

"She's not simple, her mother Yang Yuhua is the teacher of the Heavenly Array Academy, and her grandfather Yang Yong is the dean of the Heavenly Array Academy and the vice president of the academy, and her status is half a cut higher than the average vice president of the academy!"

"How did this freshman know her?"

Someone recognized Jiang Zishuang, which immediately attracted everyone's side attention. Heavenly Array Courtyard and Heavenly Medicine Academy, the people who came out of these two branches are not comparable to ordinary martial artists, not only are they like treasures in the academy, but even after leaving, they must be the guests of various wealthy families!

"Yang Yuhua is a great beauty, and she is known as the three beauties of the academy together with Tai Nianning of the Heavenly Medicine Academy, and Geng Xinnuo of our Tianwu Academy!"

"Hehe, not only pretty, but also a widow!"

"Oh, be quiet, if this word spreads, you may even lose your life! Do you know how many people are pursuing Hua Yuhua? Which one is not very promising, any one of them can crush you hundreds of times!"

Zhou Heng's eyes swept over, if these people said some obscene and disgusting words, he would definitely settle accounts with them in the future!

"Uncle, where is the puppy?" The girl looked left and right, obviously "empathizing and not falling in love", and her interest in Xiaohuo was far above Zhou Heng.

"Lying at home!" Zhou Heng stared at the stone wall, the spiritual power in his body boiled, and the thirty-nine divine phases flowed out in unison with terrifying power, and suddenly a punch was blasted out.

Boom!

A flash of light flashed on the stone wall, but it didn't move at all! This is nature, even the strength of the Star Emperor can withstand it, how can the power of Zhou Heng's thirty-nine divine appearances be damaged?

The wall became transparent like a mirror, and a line of numbers emerged: One hundred and seventy-nine!

It's just that little?

Zhou Heng frowned at first, but immediately spread out.

What can leave a record on this stone wall is that the academy has been eliminated for I don't know how many years, and everyone on the list must have at least eighty Dao divine appearances, and then use the exercises to increase the strength to make these numbers.

He only has thirty-nine divine appearances, and he doesn't run any exercises, even if the divine appearance is more condensed than others, it won't be much stronger than the normal twenty-nine phase Ming Immortals.

One hundred and seventy-nine yuan force is a relatively realistic number, and no matter how high it is, it is unreasonable.

"Ha Lu Ha, he really is a guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, he doesn't even have two hundred yuan power, he really overestimates him!"

"Hmph, it's embarrassing to be embarrassed with this bit of strength!"

"By the way, I know this guy, it seems to be the second place in this freshman assessment! Yes, it's him, I've seen his portrait, it's Zhou Heng!"

"What, the second rookie is at this level?"

"What's the matter, is the quality of the newcomers so poor this time, and they can win the second place at this level?"

"Then wouldn't I be born at the wrong time, otherwise I would have been able to get the second, or even the first, if I entered the government a few years later?"

As Zhou Heng's identity spread, everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar, this kind of strength can also get the second place? Yes, there must be a good father, and the method of cheating got the second place!

What a shame!

Martial artists advocate strength, and the most shameful thing is this kind of deception, when everyone looked at Zhou Heng again, not only with ridicule, but also full of contempt and disdain.

"Boy, look at it, let my brother teach you how to play!" A stout man walked over, looking like he was in his thirties, his muscles were knotted, he walked to the wall of strength, a black light flashed on his body, and a right fist suddenly became bigger than a human head, and bang, he slammed his fist into the wall.

In the midst of the surging brilliance, a number also jumped out: six hundred and eighty-eight!

He has sixty-seven divine appearances, but he has also reached the limit, either breaking through or staying there all the time.

"Phew!" he pointed to the numbers on the wall, then spat the ground, his face full of disdain.

"Uncle, he's despising you!" Jiang Zishuang was eccentric and immediately jumped up, "Uncle, can you bear this?

"You don't add to the chaos!" Zhou Heng pushed the little girl aside, then looked at the stone wall, and his right fist condensed again.

"Still not convinced?" the stout man scoffed, "even if you throw another hundred punches, it won't make any difference!"

Zhou Heng didn't make a move, turned his head to the other party, and said with a smile: "What if my score exceeds yours?"

"Ha Luha, if you can surpass me, I will kowtow to you three times!" the sturdy man said confidently.

In fact, he was a fifty-seven phase Ming Immortal, and the punch just now not only did it with all his strength, but also operated the three-star exercise, which was also the highest level of exercise that the disciples of the Ming Immortal Academy could exchange.

How could Zhou Heng surpass himself?

"Don't talk too much!" Zhou Heng said lightly, and slammed out a punch, and in the trembling of Guanghua, a new number jumped out: two hundred and fifty-four.

Boom!

Before anyone could speak, he threw another punch, and the new number jumped again: three hundred and twenty-seven.

Bang!

Four hundred and twenty-three, five hundred and nine, six hundred and sixty-six!

By the time the sixth punch was hit, this number was already very close to Lei Sedum's score of six hundred and eighty-eight.

At this time, everyone believed that Zhou Heng would definitely be able to break the number of seven hundred when he threw the seventh punch, after all, he punched too easily!

But isn't this guy even less than fifty divine appearances, how could he burst out with such a powerful force?

Everyone was shocked and surprised. (To be continued......)