"I ...... How long have I slept? Am I not at the top of the mountain?" Zhang Yi muttered to himself, walked a few steps, came to the table, and subconsciously, looked at the green sword on the wooden table.

"How did you come to the house, or did you fall asleep?" Zhang Yi wondered.

The green sword was engraved with red runes, circulating, still where it was placed, no one had moved, and Zhang Yi couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream.

His eyes moved to the window again, it was just early in the morning, if he slept for too long, his grandfather would have found out that he had only slept for a day.

How could a night be so long, as if many years had passed, and everything in the dream was clearly stored in my mind.

The scene in the dream is still so clear until now, Zhang Yi subconsciously wanted to pick up the green sword, and continued to practice habitually...

Zhang Yi picked up the green sword on the table, resisted the urge not to practice, and recalled it carefully.

The green sword in his hand felt very kind, like his old friend, very smooth, like his own arm.

This kind of feeling would not have appeared unless he had been with him for many years, but at this moment, it appeared on Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi looked at Qingjian, his heart was excited, he was looking forward to it, there was a little excitement and nervousness on his face, and there was a little doubt.

There were no words, the heart was beating extremely fast, and as the heart beat extremely fast, his breathing became rapid, and the arm holding the green sword trembled.

Zhang Yi held the green sword in his hand, and the sword was slashed from top to bottom, not fancy, very casual.

However, in this sword, it seemed to be pulling Zhang Yi's potential and latent power, and the speed was extremely fast, and it seemed to form a potential, instantly splitting the wooden table three feet away in two.

Zhang Yi was excited, ignoring the two halves of the wooden table, and came to the door with a green sword in his hand, the second style of swordsmanship, the stabbing sword, was stabbed out instantly, and then the third style of the sword, the fourth style of sweeping the sword, the fifth type of sword interception, and the sixth type of hanging sword......

The sword swing is not hindered, there is no jerkiness, and there is no stiffness as before.

At this moment, the basic eighteen-style swordsmanship is exactly the same as in a dream, fast, ruthless, accurate, smooth, elegant, and brisk.

The moves are not bad at all, as if they have been practiced for several years, swinging like flowing water, the movements are coherent and skillful, the swordsmanship is elegant and light, showing the superb and extraordinary, which is the symbol of the swordsmanship gradually getting better.

Under the last sword sharpening, Zhang Yi stopped with excitement and excitement.

The sword body is in Zhang Yi's hand, the consciousness is used, and the green sword is rotated in the hand, without force or potential, with the palm as the fulcrum, it rotates by itself.

The consciousness was used again, the green sword stopped spinning, Zhang Yi was excited, it was difficult to express a thousand words, and he was excited and deeply worried at the same time.

How is it possible? Who would believe that he had gone from a beginner in swordsmanship to a master of sword use overnight? No one would believe it, and Zhang Yi did not dare to tell others, even his own relatives.

It's not that I don't believe it, but this matter is too unbelievable, relatives know, where is the truth that relatives don't pass on relatives, one to ten, ten to hundred, and in the end, Zhang Yi, or the entire Zhang family, will become the research object of those sword masters.

Zhang Yi secretly made up his mind that this secret would not be known to anyone, and when fighting with others in the future, he could not use all his swordsmanship, and only one or two of the eighteen styles in the same age could defeat the enemy.

As for why he was so enlightened in his dream, it was not so much that he didn't think much about it, but that although Zhang Yi was puzzled, he had no clue and was left behind by him.

Zhang Yi washed up, simply ate some fruits to satisfy his hunger, and then took the green sword engraved with blood-colored runes in his hand and walked towards the top of the mountain.

As for Zhang Xianlu, Zhang Yi hadn't seen him for several days, presumably because Zhang Yi's seven-year-old medicinal bath period was coming, preparing for the medicinal bath.

Still as before, Zhang Yi practiced latent skills and stimulated his potential, and now he has another means, the basic eighteen-style swordsmanship.

The two hours were divided into three parts, respectively, to practice latent skills, stimulate potential and eighteen sword moves.

Zhang Yi held the green sword in his hand, and the potential cooperated with the hidden min through his arm, and it was transmitted to the green sword, and immediately a sword roar resounded through the sky, and the red runes flowed and flickered, and that kind of situation was quite magical.

If Zhang Xianlu sees Zhang Yi at this moment, he will find that Zhang Yi lacks the frizziness of the past, and his expression is much calmer, and it can be seen in the dullness that Zhang Yi's psychological age is already the age of five or six out of ten children, but there is no lack of arrogance and arrogance of a teenager.

Obviously, Zhang Yi's practice of swordsmanship in his dream also made Zhang Yi's psychology grow a lot, but he was still a seven-year-old child.

According to Zhang Yi's calculations, the time to practice swordsmanship in his dream should be about three years, and three years of dayless and nightly practice will lead to this achievement.

After two hours of practice, Zhang Yi simply cleaned up, with a cloth bag on his chest and a green sword in his hand, trotted all the way to the school.

The lecture room was full of people, and naturally many new people have increased in the past two years, and there are more than 200 new old people.

In the entire school, there are only a handful of people who have touched the eighth floor, and there are only three or four, one of them is Mijery in the fourth room, and the other two...

One is a newcomer who just arrived last year, in the second room, and the other is in the fifth room.

However, the two of them have never been on the list, but their reputation is outside, and there is also one on the ninth floor, and it is a double dive, and it is also in the fifth room, it is the support behind Liu Hai and Wang Ying, his name is Wang Hong!

This person not only has great potential, but the background behind him is also very amazing, and the lecturers in the entire school are also very in awe of this child, and his words are polite, and he does not want to offend, compared to the princess, the two are not far behind.

Zhang Yi and Ning Ning sat in their respective positions, and Yu Wenqi came over.

"In the whole school, those little people who show their heads are also restless, looking for trouble everywhere, as if someone is playing right and wrong behind their backs, attracting me and a few others to take action!" Yu Wenqikai thought for a moment and slowly spoke.

"It's just some clowns jumping off the beam, why be afraid, shoot when it's time to shoot, even if it's Wang Hong in the fourth room, I dare to fight him, don't insult my name!" Zhang Yi turned the page and said with a smile.

As soon as Zhang Yi said this, he opened up Yuwenqi's seven tricks.

What does it mean to insult your name, don't I have fame?

"Wang Hong, I'm not afraid of him, isn't it the ninth layer of the latent body, the sixth layer of the submersible body of Young Master Ben, and the seventh layer of the latent sensitive, he can help me...... He!" Yuwenqi's voice was high-pitched at the beginning of the opening, neither humble nor overbearing, and the words behind it elongated the voice, obviously a little weak and lacking confidence.

"Don't mention it's you, even if Ma Zilong has just broken through the eighth layer of potential, it may not be on par with him!" Zhang Yi looked at the book and said lightly.

Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Yuwen Qi thought for a moment, and indeed as Zhang Yi said, Wang Hong is not only the ninth layer of the latent body, but also the seventh layer of the latent sensitive, not only resistant, but also extremely fast, the physical strength seems to be endless, the beast below the diving can't shake him in a short time, how could Ma Zilong defeat him? Not to mention Mijery.

"Zhang Yi, if Wang Hong gathers those who have just become famous and challenges us, how should he deal with it?" Yu Wenqikai suddenly asked.

Saying this, it made Zhang Yi frown, put down the book, and secretly calculated.

Wang Hong, Tian Qingqing, and the other two touching the eighth layer, a total of four people, with strong potential, just against Zhang Yi, Yuwen Qikai Ma Zilong and Yuwen Qikai four people, I am afraid that there is a conspiracy.

Don't say what the purpose, but this victory is unpredictable, if you want Ma Zilong to fight Tian Qingqing, the outcome is unpredictable, the remaining Yuwen Qikai and Mi Gere, among the two, Yuwen Qi Kai can face one person can be a draw, and Mi Gerui is difficult to say!

On the bright side, Zhang Yi's side is in a weak position, and almost everyone thinks that Zhang Yi's battle against Li Changhong is a sure loss.

"It's okay, let them come!" Zhang Yi let out a sigh of relief, changed the topic, and continued: "After a while, I will go to the desert to look for medicinal materials, this operation is fully prepared, if you don't find the medicinal materials, you will not return, and you will be ready to spend the night in the desert!" Speaking of this, Zhang Yi hesitated for a while and said, "Find a time to inform Ma Zilong and Mi Jerry." ”

Yuwenqi nodded, Zhang Yi said this, he couldn't say anything, chatted casually, and returned to his position.

Not long after, the lecturer Li Kun walked into the lecture room, indicating that the children had begun to listen to the class.

Today, the main explanation is the two potential colleges in the wasteland, one is to take away Zhang Yi's younger brother 'Wasteland Academy', and the other is the 'West China College' that the children in the school will enter after this school competition.

There are only seven places in the room, and you can enter the 'West China College'.

In principle, there were only two people, but some of the children of the huge family, who had status and fame in the wasteland, fought for a place through connections, thus changing from two places to ten.

Of these ten places, there are naturally Ma Zilong, Mi Jerry, Yuwen Qikai, Bai Xiaoxiao, Tian Qingqing, and Ning Jing and a few others.

Entering the academy, it is a gathering place of antiquation from all over the world, such as Ma Zilong, Yuwen Qikai and Mijerry, the potential of the eager, abounding, countless, everyone has a different creation, and everyone's creation is equally amazing.

On top of these heads, that is a genius, a genius is too far away than a genius, and the head of a genius is even rarer! For example, Zhang Yi's younger brother Zhang Bo will be the head of a genius in the future, and even a genius of geniuses, and he will definitely be extraordinary in the future.