Longevity Immortal Mansion Time Dragon Seat

Chapter 320

Chapter 322 Participating in the Young Master Martial God Competition

At this critical moment, Zhang Yu closed his eyes involuntarily and concentrated on feeling the changes in his body.

His internal energy was as violent as a volcanic eruption, and every ounce of power was gathering momentum, ready to explode at any time.

Time seemed to freeze, and the entire secret room was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Zhang Yu felt that the air around him seemed to have condensed, and he could clearly feel the faint vibrations on every inch of his body.

At this critical moment, Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up.

He formed a seal with his hands, muttered words in his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body burst out like a volcano erupting.

His body was gradually wrapped in a dazzling light, like a star about to bloom.

His momentum was like a rainbow and gradually reached its peak.

With a deep roar, the light on Zhang Yu burst out with extreme brilliance, illuminating the entire secret room.

His body began to gradually change, his muscle texture became firmer, and his breath became more stable.

Finally, in a bright light, Zhang Yu successfully broke through to the middle stage of virtual refining.

He felt the rapid improvement of his strength, and his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.

He knew that this breakthrough was just a milestone on his path of cultivation, and that he had longer-term goals waiting for him to pursue. He is determined to continue to practice hard and continuously improve his strength.

Zhang Yu slowly withdrew his inner strength, and the light in his body gradually disappeared.

He sat back on the futon calmly, and his whole person seemed to become more mature and determined.

Zhang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light emanated from his pupils. His state of mind was still peaceful, but his heart was filled with an uncontrollable excitement.

He successfully broke through to the middle stage of Void Refining, which was a great progress in his cultivation path.

Slowly, Zhang Yu stood up, feeling the changes in the flow of spiritual power in his body.

His muscle lines were tighter, his breath was more condensed, and his body was filled with a powerful force.

Just as he was about to leave the secret room, a soft light spilled in through the crack in the door, illuminating his figure.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the source of the light.

Outside the door, Wang Yun, Li Chen, Shopkeeper Liu and Shopkeeper Zhao were waiting for him.

Their eyes were full of expectation and encouragement, as if they were waiting for important news.

Wang Yun has a happy smile on her beautiful face. She is wearing a long gauze dress and her long hair is shawl-length. She is elegant and charming.

Li Chen stood with his head bowed and his eyes firm. He has always been Zhang Yu's most loyal servant.

Zhang Yu felt the warmth and support of this group of people, and felt grateful in his heart.

He stepped out of the secret room and walked towards them tall and confident.

The light shines on their faces, seeming to give them endless strength and courage.

Wang Yun stepped forward and said softly: "Congratulations on breaking through to the middle stage of Void Refining, Brother Yu, your hard work has finally paid off."

Li Chen's eyes shone with admiration: "Master, you are getting stronger and stronger. I am really honored to be your servant."

Shopkeeper Liu walked up to Zhang Yu with a smile and patted his shoulder gently: "Brother Zhang, you are our pride. Your efforts and persistence will inspire more people to pursue their dreams."

Shopkeeper Zhao stood quietly aside, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Brother Zhang, I admire your strength and courage. I will continue to work hard to be your strong backing."

Zhang Yu felt all this, and his heart was filled with gratitude and motivation.

Facing this group of confident and expectant partners, Zhang Yu took a deep breath and said with firm eyes: "Thank you for your support and encouragement. I will not let you down. Let's work hard together to pursue a higher realm." , realize our dream!”

After hearing this, everyone nodded, determination and firmness shining in their eyes.

They will continue to work hard for their goals and strive for their common dreams.

Soon, the day of the Young Master Martial God Competition is coming.

The entire God Realm was enveloped in a tense and exciting atmosphere.

Wang Yun, Li Chen, and others are preparing for Zhang Yu and cheering him on.

The Young Martial God Competition is a grand competition organized by the Central Territory Temple. The rules are extremely strict. The referees are the deputy hall masters and elders of the Central Territory Temple. The prizes in this competition are very generous. Not only are they rich in cultivation resources and treasures, but they also have the opportunity to get close to the fairy world.

Zhang Yu felt the pressure on him, and he knew that this game was of great significance to him.

His eyes became more determined, and he was determined to show his strength in this game.

The competition was held in the Shenwu Square of the Central Territory Temple. The square was already crowded with people. Representatives from all forces gathered in the square. The atmosphere was tense and exciting.

Zhang Yu came to the competition site and saw a huge arena set up in the square. On the ring, there were two referees, one was the deputy master of the Central Region Temple, and the other was the elder of the Central Region Temple. Their eyes scanned the surroundings, shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere.

On the edge of the square, there is a towering pagoda. The pagoda is inlaid with countless precious gems, emitting colorful light, like a star in the sky. This pagoda is one of the prizes in the competition. Owning it is equivalent to gaining endless cultivation resources and opportunities.

The auditorium was full of spectators. They came from various forces, and all of them had special skills and advanced cultivation.

They were talking excitedly, looking forward to the wonderful performance of this game.

Zhang Yu wore a white robe and stood under the ring, his eyes firm and confident.

He felt the atmosphere of the scene, and a surging passion arose in his heart.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the entire square: "Dear audience friends, the Young God of War Competition is about to begin. Please prepare to register."

Then, the contestants lined up from the side to register one after another. People walked up the steps and stood in front of the registration desk, waiting for the two elders of the temple to investigate their bone age and realm.

First, a tall young man walked up the steps.

He was wearing a black robe, his eyes were firm and confident, and he exuded a powerful aura.

He put his hand on the registration table and waited quietly for the elder's inspection.

The elder reached out and gently touched the young man's wrist, feeling the true energy and internal power flowing in the other person's pulse, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What a powerful true energy! This is a martial arts genius. He is only over [-] years old, but he has already reached the strength of the early stage of void refining. No wonder he has the confidence to participate in the Young Martial God Competition. It seems that his talent and understanding are both excellent. "

The elder took back his hand and looked at the man in white: "What's your name?"

The man bowed and replied: "I'm Xu Feng!" "Oh, it's Xu Feng! Very good, you can participate, do a good job!"

After Xu Feng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Then, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a short beard walked up the steps and cast his eyes on Xu Feng.

He looked at Xu Feng carefully, and the smile on his face became stronger and stronger: "You are Xu Feng. You have reached the early stage of Xu Feng at a young age. It is rare!"

Xu Feng slightly cupped his hands and replied: "My wife, Xu Feng, is here to participate in the Young Master Martial God Competition. Please give me some advice during the competition."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded slightly: "Very good, see you soon."

The elder said: "Don't make any noise, otherwise you will be disqualified."

The middle-aged man had a sullen face and stretched out his hand to test.

The elder touched his wrist, his fingers gently touched the middle-aged man's skin, and he immediately felt a strong chill.

"Well, with cold-attributed essence, the technique this middle-aged man practices should be of the ice type. It seems that his martial arts skills should not be underestimated."

The elder retracted his hand, locked his eyes with the middle-aged man, and smiled slightly: "What is your name?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were deep and his voice was deep, like ice, reaching the elder's ears: "Han Zibing."

After hearing this, the elder raised his eyebrows slightly, unable to hide his surprise: "Han Zibing, you are worthy of being a disciple of the Ice Sect. The Ice Technique has been perfectly interpreted by you. You can participate in the competition and I look forward to your performance."

A smile appeared on Han Zibing's face and he nodded slightly, indicating that he would work hard.

Then, another young woman stood in front of the registration desk.

She was wearing a long blue dress, with long hair shawl, and a delicate face, like a goddess descending into the world.

The elder gently touched the woman's wrist, frowned slightly, and vaguely felt a strange spiritual power.

"This girl's spiritual body is so special. It seems to be a spiritual body that can blend with nature. The skills she practices should be related to nature."

The elder took back his hand and looked into the woman's eyes: "What's your name?"

The woman smiled and replied: "Mu Congxue."

The elder was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of joy: "It turns out to be Mu Congxue! With your spiritual body and talent, you will definitely make a difference by participating in the Young Martial God Competition. You can participate, and I look forward to your wonderful performance."

Mu Congxue nodded slightly and thanked the elder.

Registration for the competition is in full swing, and every contestant is being inspected and evaluated by the elders.

Among them, some have unique cultivation methods, some have advanced cultivation, some are good at defense, and some are good at attack, each with its own characteristics and strength.

Zhang Yu quietly observed everyone, secretly assessing the gap between himself and them.

He knew that this competition was definitely a fierce competition, and everyone was eager to get the ownership of the pagoda.

He silently reminded himself to stay calm, use his strength, and strive to achieve good results.

Soon it was Zhang Yu's turn. He walked up to the elder and stretched out his wrist.

The elder touched it gently, his eyes flickered, and then he frowned.

"How old are you? Why are you only thirty years old?" The elder's voice was full of doubts.

Zhang Yu quickly replied: "I am thirty-five years old. Elders don't know something. I have practiced a special technique that can slow down the rate of aging."

The elder was even more surprised after hearing this, and touched Zhang Yu's wrist again, trying to find some clues. His fingers lightly touched Zhang Yu's skin, and he immediately felt a strange energy flowing.

"Not only does it slow down aging, your body seems to have a special energy running. I have never felt this kind of energy in anyone else. The skills and physique you practice should be extraordinary."

Zhang Yu explained with a smile: "The elder has given me the reward. I was lucky enough to get a longevity fruit, which gave me the power of immortality. I used to be an ordinary person, but through practice and chance, I reached the realm I am today. "

After hearing this, the elder had an expression of disbelief on his face. The longevity fruit is an extremely precious treasure in the world of immortality. Owning it means having the possibility of immortality.

"The longevity fruit, is it really the longevity fruit? You actually own it!" The elder's voice trembled, full of excitement and shock.

Zhang Yu nodded solemnly. He knew that the longevity fruit was special, but he didn't want to be too showy.

"I am not an outstanding cultivator, but I have endless yearning and desire to cultivate immortality. I hope to prove my strength and show the world the possibility of cultivating immortality by participating in the Young Martial God Competition."

The elder nodded silently, his eyes full of appreciation and expectation.

"Zhang Yu, your strength and qualifications have been recognized, and you can participate in the competition. I look forward to your performance and hope you can win a glory."

Zhang Yu felt a surge of confidence and fighting spirit in his heart. He knew the importance of this game and understood that he shouldered the mission of being the guardian of the Dragon Throne.

"Elder, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. I will go all out to fight for glory!" Zhang Yu replied solemnly.

The elder nodded and smiled, watching Zhang Yu leave with satisfaction.

He knows that this young practitioner has unlimited potential and opportunities, and he is looking forward to seeing Zhang Yu's wonderful performance in the game.

Zhang Yu walked out of the registration desk, his heart full of determination and enthusiasm.

He knows that this competition is an important opportunity for him on the road to immortality, and it is also a stage for him to prove his strength. He will use his strength and courage to show the world the glory and possibility of cultivating immortality.

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After strict screening, qualified contestants all stood on the stage.

Their postures are tall and straight, their eyes are firm, and each of them exudes a powerful aura.

They come from various sects of cultivating immortals. Some have practiced immortal skills, some have studied magic, and some are good at alchemy.

Then, the elder of the temple announced: "After careful screening, there are a total of three hundred and fifty qualified contestants to participate in the Young God of War Competition."

His voice echoed throughout the arena, making everyone feel solemn and nervous.

After everyone heard this, their hearts were filled with excitement and expectation.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They will have the opportunity to compete with the top figures in the world of immortality to prove their strength and worth.

Zhang Yu stood in the center of the ring, feeling the strong aura and tense atmosphere around him.

He knew that this competition was a huge test on his path to immortality, and he could not afford to be slack or unconfident in the slightest.

Zhang Yu took a deep breath, his heart filled with determination and passion. He clenched his fists and stared at his opponents in the ring, preparing for the upcoming battle.

(End of this chapter)