Chapter 107: Aoi Water True Thunder

The mad bull at the door gritted his teeth tightly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but there was no trace of **, and a huge pain constantly stimulated his brain.

The entire arm burst, and the blood from the wound gushed out like a spring, and Zheng Feng could clearly see that the muscles on his face were trembling uncontrollably.

The other arm, quickly took out an elixir from the storage bag and swallowed it, a soft light appeared, and the blood from the wound on the right arm was stopped.

The mad bull stared straight at Zheng Feng in the hall, full of resentment, but he didn't dare to say a word at this time, turned around and jumped on the green wing bull.

Moo!

The blue-winged bull let out a low cry, its four legs made a rattling sound on the ground, and a bunch of wide cyan wings slowly flapped up, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Zheng Feng sat on the chair bored, quietly watching the mad bull leave, not preventing the other party from leaving, nor was he afraid of the other party's revenge in the future.

This is the difference in strength, if his strength is not enough, and he didn't block the collision of the mad bull just now, then the person who is lying on the ground with serious injuries now will become him.

The other party is so arrogant and domineering, he doesn't mind taking action at all to help fix it, and he is very unaccustomed to this kind of person.

And he also wanted to test what kind of level his cultivation was in, although he was only in the early stage of foundation building, but when fighting, cultivation was not the only condition that determined victory, although it accounted for a large proportion.

Theoretically speaking, the higher the cultivation, the easier it is to defeat the person with the lower cultivation. However, this situation is generally a battle across the great realm, such as the foundation building period monks, for the Qi cultivation period monks, it is completely a crushing state.

In the early stage of foundation building, there are not insurmountable obstacles for the later stage of foundation building, and many convenient reasons can affect the outcome of the battle.

A superb magic weapon, a high-level talisman, or a powerful technique, or a strange secret technique, can all play a decisive role in battle.

In his spiritual heart, there is the power of ice and the power of fire, the power of these two forces, and their power has been fully confirmed in the previous battles.

At the same time, the exercises he cultivated, as the top cultivation method, were very powerful for the tempering of the body, and the spiritual power in the dantian was comparable to that of ordinary mid-foundation building monks.

At the same time, the divine soul has reached the early stage of Jindan, and the role of divine consciousness in battle is no less than the help of spiritual power, and the powerful divine consciousness can help him control more spirit beasts, control more magic weapons, understand the surrounding environment better, and have a more sensitive reaction ability.

Because of these reasons, his combat power was not weaker than that of some powerful late-stage foundation building cultivators, and in his heart now, he was already confident that he could defeat the Blood Demon.

Now the strength of his body is very close to the level of a high-grade magic weapon, that is to say, an ordinary medium-grade magic weapon attack has completely no damage to him.

However, in the actual battle, if the Jindan period monk controls a medium-grade magic weapon to attack him, he will still be able to break through his defense, because the opponent's spiritual power is still attached to it, and the power will naturally increase exponentially.

The council hall was eerily silent for a moment, and many people looked at Zheng Feng cautiously to see what was different about this young man who could defeat the mad bull.

However, as the new inner disciples continued to enter it, the meeting hall slowly became lively again, and everyone automatically forgot the little episode just now.

After a while, almost all the inner disciples of the Southern Courtyard had arrived, and in the empty meeting hall, rows of chairs were neatly placed on both sides, flowing out of the middle of the empty road. There were almost more than 300 inner disciples, and many familiar disciples were talking to each other, which seemed quite lively.

At this time, three figures flew in from the outside again, exuding a terrifying aura on their bodies, all of which were Jindan stage cultivations, and landed at the door.

One of them was dressed as a Confucian student, a rather thin man, this was the head of the Southern Courtyard, and the one next to him was an elder surnamed Tian, and the other was an old man in a white robe, Zheng Feng had never seen it, and he may have been in retreat all along.

The three of them walked to the top and sat down, and the following immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on the three of them.

The master of the South Courtyard stood in the middle, quietly glanced at the crowd on the side, checked whether they had arrived, frowned slightly, and asked, "Why hasn't the mad bull arrived?"

In the last sect competition, the strength of the mad bull was very strong, and among the disciples of the Southern Academy, he was able to rank third, and for this kind of disciple who stood strong, he could naturally attract special attention.

This sect competition can be said to be very important to the entire Southern Academy, and whether their ranking can be improved depends on the results of this competition.

The higher the ranking, the more power and resources the Southern Courtyard will naturally gain, and the higher its status in the Spirit Beast Sect, so that in the next competition, it will naturally be able to improve its strength a lot, and a cycle of conscience will be formed.

There was silence below, and many disciples who knew the details naturally looked at Zheng Feng in the corner, and an inner disciple next to him passed on the voice to the master of the Southern Courtyard, roughly explaining what had just happened.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the master of the Southern Courtyard, and his gaze stayed on Zheng Feng's body for a moment, then he withdrew his gaze and said, "The purpose of gathering everyone this time, I think you must have known it a long time ago." ”

"Half a month later, the sect will hold a competition, and the disciples of each academy will compete with each other, and the top fifty disciples will be selected and will receive rich rewards. The head of the Southern Courtyard explained roughly.

The top fifty disciples will be rewarded by the sect, and then according to the number of disciples entering each academy and the proportion of each academy, each academy will be ranked.

Among them, the most generous rewards are naturally the top three, who can all get a reward of 10,000 contribution points, and at the same time can get a place to enter the Linglong realm.

Among them, the first place has a reward for a low-grade spirit weapon, the second place gets a top-grade magic weapon, and the third place is a low-grade spirit beast.

"As long as everyone enters the top fifty, the Southern Academy will reward 5,000 contribution points again, I hope everyone will do their best!" said the master of the Southern Academy.

Then the other two elders said some words of encouragement, and a quarter of an hour passed before the conversation ended.

A group of inner disciples left slowly, and Zheng Feng also got up and prepared to leave, when suddenly there was a transmission from the master of the Southern Courtyard in his ears, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Come to my cave!" the master of the Southern Courtyard sent out a sound, and then left on his own.

Zheng Feng was a little unclear So, he didn't know what the master of the Southern Courtyard was looking for him, the two were not familiar with each other, and he suspected that the master didn't know him at all before, could it be because of the matter of the mad bull, he wondered in his heart.

The council hall was not far from the cave of the master of the Southern Courtyard, and a moment later, he appeared at the door of a palace, the door had been opened, as if waiting for him.

Strode in, and there was a spacious living room, and the master of the South Courtyard was sitting upright, looking at him quietly.

Behind him, on the surrounding walls, there are rows of bookshelves, on which all kinds of books are neatly placed, giving people a quaint atmosphere.

Zheng Feng walked in, there was a faint fragrance of ink wafting in the air, he stood in the hall, bowed slightly and asked, "I don't know what happened when the academy master summoned the disciples?"

"Yes, in just half a year, he broke through to the foundation building period, and he is worthy of being the descendant of Zheng Xuanming. The head of the Southern Courtyard suddenly clapped his hands and laughed.

Zheng Feng stood still and didn't move, waiting for the following, the other party summoned him over, it was impossible to just praise him, there must be something.

"I want to accept you as a personal disciple, what do you think?" said the master of the Southern Courtyard suddenly.

Zheng Feng couldn't help but be stunned, looked up at the other party, and found that the other party's face was serious and he didn't want to joke, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

The status of the master of the Southern Courtyard in the Spirit Beast Sect is only a little lower than that of the master, I am afraid that he will not accept apprentices at will, and now he suddenly wants to accept him as an apprentice, which makes him feel a little surprised.

Seeing the confusion on his face, the master of the Southern Courtyard continued: "My relationship with Senior Brother Zheng has always been very good, and as a genius disciple of my Southern Academy, you naturally have the qualifications to be my apprentice. ”

It turned out to be the relationship between Zheng Xuanming, Zheng Feng woke up in his heart, this is the combination of interests, it seems that Zheng Xuanming and the head of the Southern Courtyard should have reached some kind of consensus, and there is no harm in him worshipping each other as a teacher.

If the news of Zheng Xuanming's retreat failure comes out, I'm afraid that these people who try to get close to him will all disappear completely, Zheng Feng thought to himself.

"Disciple to meet the master!" Zheng Feng didn't think too much about it, he bowed down and said, this kind of thing, as long as it is good for him, there is no harm.

When Zheng Xuanming disappears, as a personal disciple of the head of the Southern Academy, this identity should be able to play a certain protective role, at least it can also make Yuntu have some scruples.

"Very good, from today onwards, you are my second disciple, and this Kwai Shui True Thunder will be used as a gift for the teacher. In addition, you also have a senior sister named Shen Menglan, a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, I will introduce you to you when I have time. The head of the Southern Courtyard said.

"Thank you, master!" Zheng Feng took a small box, which contained a sunflower water true thunder, which was equivalent to the full force of a Jindan period monk after activation, and the power was very terrifying.

When he heard the name Shen Menglan, a memory slowly emerged in his heart, he remembered that Mo Tianya seemed to have a concubine, who was called Shen Menglan, and it should be this person.

I didn't expect to become his senior sister, and according to the time, Shen Menglan and Mo Tianya should not have met yet, but he was interested, and wanted to see what kind of person this woman who was the biggest enemy in the future.

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