On the martial arts arena of the Royal Academy, a group of teenagers were sweating and practicing CAO in the rain.

They are all heroic, the morning sun is beginning to appear, they are not very old, but they already have an extremely firm belief in self-improvement.

They are the new disciples of the Royal Academy!

Now that they have been in the academy for half a month, one by one the disciples have adapted to the demonic cultivation method of the academy.

Forcing them to break through in a tempering way that goes beyond themselves makes them stronger.

There was a thin and beautiful young man in the room, holding a stone pier larger than the others, and he was holding a solid horse step.

This stone pier has reached two hundred and fifty catties, which is one hundred catties heavier than the other people's one hundred and fifty catties, and the weight of the copper wrists on his wrists and ankles has reached three hundred and fifty catties.

This weight is difficult to withstand even if it is a top-grade Yuanshi, and only when it reaches the peak cultivation of Yuanshi can it stand up!

The young man's slender arms were green like dragons, drops of sweat flowed from his cheeks to his chest, and the placket of his clothes was completely wet.

Although he was tired, his steps were still steady, as deep as a green pine, and he did not feel the slightest slack or wavering.

Now the vitality in his body is roaring like a dragon, thousands of horses are galloping, and his breath is becoming more and more melodious, making him infinitely close to the critical point of ascension.

Not far away, a woman with unparalleled appearance, graceful posture, ice muscles and jade skin looked at the young man from time to time, and her beautiful eyes rippled with a bit of complexity from time to time.

Half a day passed, and the teenagers in the martial arts arena survived one by one.

They didn't lament any more, they all immediately meditated and regained their mental strength.

At this time, Situ Qing opened his mouth and said, "You have been in the academy for half a month, you have basically adapted to the rhythm of cultivation, and you will start actual combat cultivation in three days, you can go to the Tibetan Technique Pavilion in the courtyard to choose a Yuan martial art of your own, but everything in the selection of Yuan martial arts depends on your own luck and strength, the lowest level is the scholar level, the highest level can be a high-grade general, or even a crippled king level, everything depends on your own creation", after a pause, she added" As for the weapons needed, the academy will only provide you with weapons below the rank of non-commissioned officer, and you need to make contributions to the academy before you can exchange them, and you will definitely know these in the future."

The teenagers present all showed great joy.

Any Yuan Jue and Yuan martial arts are rare, among which the two levels of soldiers and soldiers are more common, and the Yuan martial arts that have reached the general level can be regarded as the heritage of some family shili.

Now in the academy, there are Yuan martial arts that have reached the level of a high-grade general, or even a crippled king, which makes them like it immensely.

"If I can obtain a general-level martial art, my strength will definitely be multiplied!"

"Who says it's not, the general level is rare, and the king level is even more extinct, if you can have a crippled king skill, you will definitely be able to sweep the same level."

"I've heard that the Tibetan Technique Pavilion is a place of formations, and it's not easy to obtain Yuan Martial Arts, so let's not be so optimistic."

"By the way, the other three classes will also go in with us to seize the Yuan Martial Arts, and it seems that there will be a fight!"

All the teenagers began to talk about it.

They followed Situ Qing towards a quaint pavilion in the academy.

The pavilion here is only one floor, but it looks older than most of the pavilions here.

It is rumored that the Tibetan Technique Pavilion used to be the residence of the first generation of deans, and that dean liked to collect many yuan techniques and yuan martial arts and pile them up in his house.

Over time, when this dean passed away, the next generation of courtyards couldn't bear to move these Yuan martial arts, so they transformed it into a Tibetan Technique Pavilion for every disciple of the academy to come and choose from.

There were already a lot of people gathered in front of the Tibetan Technique Pavilion, and these were all disciples of other classes.

Although they are all disciples of the same class, because of this, they will be competitors in the same generation, and who can stand out and emerge depends on their respective efforts.

Now they are going to enter the Tibetan Technology Pavilion together, and it will also be the first time they have collided in the academy.

Because the Tibetan Technique Pavilion is controlled by the formation, if you want to obtain the Yuan Martial Arts, you need their own opportunities and strength.

If you have obtained a high-level Yuan martial art or can't master it, then you can't complain about others.

"Senior sister, you're here! you're still used to bringing these free people these days, right?" a mentor dressed in black walked over to Situ Qing and smiled.

This tutor looks like a dog, and he can indeed attract the likes of some women.

But he looked at Situ Qing's obscene appearance very unpleasantly, she just responded lightly and ignored him anymore.

It's just that this guy doesn't know anything about himself, and he's been pestering him endlessly. ，

Guan Changyun whispered to Yao Yue on the side, "This guy is the first two senior brothers, named Li Haoyin, who is notoriously lustful, I have seen him pestering our mentor many times, and I really want to slap this Wang Bacake away."

"You cow, I mentally support you to meet him for a while!" Yao Yue responded.

"Look, I'm already on the verge of breaking through the cultivation of the top-grade Yuanshi, and when I reach the top-grade Yuan, I will definitely beat him to the point that I can't even recognize him!" Guan Changyun said very boldly.

Zhang Mengfei said disdainfully, "By the time you get to that point, people have already thrown you off 108,000 miles!"

"I said Fierce Fly, you don't want to hit people like this!" Guan Changyun said with a grimace.

Yao Yue said, "Don't say it, the others have arrived and are ready to enter the Tibetan Technology Pavilion."

Yao Yue's expression was excited, he couldn't wait to go in and get a Yuan martial art.

At the beginning, the murderous spirit of the Killing Fist passed on to him by Xiao Zhan was too heavy, and it was really difficult to use it at will, if he could get another Yuan martial art, it would be very important to him.

The four classes of people have all arrived, a total of ninety-seven people, and they have blocked the entrance of the Ruoda Tibetan Technology Pavilion.

At this time, an old man guarding in front of the door said quietly, "You go in, you have two chances to choose, two chances to pass, whether you have obtained the Yuan Martial Technique or not, you must come out, otherwise you will be severely punished!"

As the old man's voice fell, many teenagers poured into the courtyard like fish.

The Tibetan Technology Pavilion has already been renovated, and the area it occupies is extremely wide, and it will not be crowded when nearly 100 people enter.

After many teenagers entered, they all showed extremely shocked looks.

They thought it would be a place like a normal room book, with books on display everywhere for them to choose from.

What they saw, however, was nothing like what they imagined.

It was like a space of its own, and many books were suspended, each of which exuded different colors, and bursts of brilliance flickered, reflecting the entire Tibetan Technique Pavilion brightly and extraordinarily.

Many of them rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Many teenagers exclaimed.

"Is this an illusion? How can these books levitate? It's incredible!".

"It must be an illusion, or what kind of means could make these books look like this!"

"A group of earth leopards, haven't you read the ancient records? Some anti-heaven prohibitions or formations can make everything soar into the air without falling, just like the innate primordial king can fly with the power of heaven and earth, which makes people look up and marvel!"

"That's right, the Tibetan Technology Pavilion is the important place of the academy, and there is a kind of formation here for a while, and it is precisely because of this that these books are suspended."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up and find Yuan Wuji!".

One by one, the teenagers walked towards the suspended books with burning eyes.

It's just that when they stepped into the place of one meter in front of them, a burst of light flickered, and there were patterns floating around them, and those suspended books automatically rose up without wind.

Here, hundreds of meters of books are shaped in the shape of a whirlpool, turning faster and faster, making it difficult to catch their traces.

There was a young man in the front who was quick eyed and had acquired a book before it could run at its fastest speed.

He was extremely surprised and shouted, "The next grade will destroy the magic fingers!"

The other teenagers all shot forward as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

But the books spun so fast that the impact of Liliang was like a sharp blade and they were cut on their wrists before they could catch them.

Ahh

Several teenagers screamed in amazement and withdrew their hands, and a few drops of blood fell from their palms.

Luckily, these books weren't really sharp blades, otherwise they would have been decided.

"Such a terrifying speed, it actually bruised us with the impact alone, how can we get this Yuan Martial Technique in our hands!" one of them exclaimed.

"There's only one chance, and I don't believe I can't get the Yuan Martial Technique!" the other shouted again.

Some teenagers who haven't made a move yet, one by one, don't dare to make a move easily, they must observe clearly before making a calculation.

Yao Yue was standing in a corner with Guan Changyun and Zhang Mengfei, none of whom had yet to go up to seize the Yuan Martial Technique.

Zhang Mengfei seemed to have an understanding of this place, "There are king-level formations here, which can make these books levitate, and we walked into here and touched the formation, so that the formation is windless and automatic, if we forcibly collect it, we must pay a price, we must follow their rhythm, feel with our hearts, and capture their tracks, so that it is possible to collect Yuan martial arts!"

With that, he squeezed forward, closed his eyes and realized.

Suddenly, his hand suddenly stretched out, and he actually snatched a book in his hand, without the slightest impact.

Yao Yue and Guan Changyun's eyes lit up, and the expressions of the teenagers nearby also became exciting.

"It's just that the low-grade general-level sharp whirlwind knife technique is useless to me!" Zhang Mengfei muttered to himself, then put the book back, then closed his eyes again, and after a while, he took a book in his hand.

He looked at it, and with a happy look on his face, he was about to retreat.

It's just that at this time, someone suddenly shot at Zhang Mengfei, wanting to seize this Yuan martial art.