Earth's Martial Arts Era

Chapter 360 Plan
Zhennan City.

"So, you killed those people alone?"

Zhang Huaiyuan looked at Xiao Long in shock, even when he was fighting with multiple eighth-level golden bodies, his heart had never been so fluctuated.

Hearing Zhao Qing's report, Zhang Huaiyuan summoned Xiao Long immediately.

In Niu Gang's final end, he blew his own spiritual core and died.

With no hope of escape, he didn't want his spiritual core to be refined into a weapon after death, so he blew himself up.

This should be the fastest one among the seventh ranks.

After this battle, Xiao Long's strength was almost exposed.

But many people don't know why Xiao Long became so powerful in a short period of time.

Xiao Long nodded, now he finally has some strength to protect himself, so he admitted it generously.

He has today's achievements, but also has Zhang Huaiyuan's care in it.

"You have made great contributions this time, and it is reasonable for the school to reward you with thousands of credits.

However, the school has too many people to support, and since you have the strength, you can find the resources for cultivation by yourself. "

Xiao Long nodded, Southern Wuhan University has to support tens of thousands of students, it is indeed impossible to reward him with thousands of credits at a time.

The mechanism of Southern Wuhan University also takes care of the weak.

The strong ones find resources by themselves.

Xiao Long had expected this point.

The original intention of Huaguo to establish Martial Arts University is to make all people practice martial arts.

Lead the weak by the strong, and the whole people will be strong.

With Xiao Long's current strength, there is no need for Southern Wuda to take care of him.

"Credits cannot be given to you, but military merits can be recorded for you truthfully.

Since you have achieved such a huge improvement after practicing the method of strength and martial arts, you still need the method of strength and martial arts.

Thanks to this time, you can enter the Secret Library of the Martial Arts Association and choose another one. "

Xiao Long's face showed joy, Zhang Huaiyuan wanted to mention this even if he didn't mention it.

At this moment, his strongest thing is his physique, or his physical strength.

Therefore, his previous means could not truly display his strength at all.

Regardless of the Tai'an Fist or Fulong Dao, neither can really display his strength at this moment.

After all, it is the method of blood martial arts, and the focus is still on the power of blood and blood.

And his previous Ten Thousand Transformations Heavenly Art only used the power of innate talent.

Xiao Long doesn't have any skills to truly display his powerful body.

Although Wanhua Tiangong is also considered a combat technique, it does not involve the strength and true strength of a warrior.

"As for the exercises, you can go to Dean Jiang yourself.

Tsk tsk... A first-year student at the master level, even your grandfather paled in comparison to you back then. "

Zhang Huaiyuan looked at Xiao Long with burning eyes, even he, the eighth-level golden body powerhouse, was not at peace at the moment.

When Xiao Long first entered school, because of the public trading rankings, he was pushed to the ground with a single thought.

However, in less than a year, if he wants to win Xiao Long at this moment, he will have to use all his hands and feet.

"By the way, with your current cultivation base, staying in school is actually not very useful.

The resources that the school can give you cannot be your help. Have you ever thought about graduating now? "

Xiao Long shook his head vigorously, not thinking of graduating early at all.

"I don't have this kind of thought, I'm still a child, just now.

I don't want to be like Uncle Lian and the others, sitting in one place every day, boring to death.

I don't want to carry this kind of burden at the moment. "

The master warriors in Huaguo almost want to suppress other worlds, and they can't return to Earth for months or even years.

Xiao Long still doesn't want to shoulder the responsibility of a master.

For a person of his age, it is more difficult to make him sit on the ground than to kill him.

Zhang Huaiyuan nodded and said no more.

It may not be a good thing for Xiao Long to take on this responsibility at this moment.

Let Xiao Long continue to develop freely, maybe the effect will be better.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Huaiyuan, Xiao Long returned to Wuda in the south.

The campus of Wuhan University in the south is still as calm as ever.

The fact that Xiao Long killed dozens of fifth- and sixth-level warriors by himself in the hunting field did not spread.

After the battle, Zhao Qing issued a gag order to everyone as a master.

If this matter spreads, it is possible for a king-level master to take action against Xiao Long himself.

After all, what happened to his grandfather Xiao Renjie back then is still vivid in his mind.

"system!"

With a low cry, Xiao Long turned on the system to check the harvest.

Cultivation level: Tier [-] warrior (sixth level of strength)

Talent: Broken

Qualification: Genius +10
Faith value: 1391581 points

Burn value: 10180
Spiritual world: 905 meters

Function: Qi and blood + (900 belief points/time)
Mental power + (300 points of faith/time)
Game (200 belief points/time)
Map (100 belief points/time)
Skin Center (click for details)
The network disk space is 3 cubic meters (100000 faith value/cubic meter

Travel (1000000/time, please click for location)
"it is good!"

Xiao Long let out a loud shout, this was the most rewarding time since he practiced.

The belief value has increased by more than 110 million, which means that his harvest this time is worth more than 1000 million.

Although there are many, it is still somewhat lower than Xiao Long's expectations.

You must know that all the people he killed this time were masters above the fifth level, and he killed seven or eight of the sixth level.

Compared with previous gains, the net worth of these masters is not high.

"It should be like this..." After thinking for a while, Xiao Long understood.

"Although the people killed this time were all masters, these people came to the hunting ground to hunt after all.

No one would bring all their wealth with them, except for their weapons, they only brought some pills to heal injuries and restore energy and blood.

There is actually not much difference between the things carried by the sixth-level and fifth-level warriors. "

Then Xiao Long focused on the data of mental power.

"The spiritual world has risen another ten meters today.

Now my spiritual world is steadily improving the distance of ten meters every day, a completely natural improvement.

This is the benefit of being physically strong.

Not surprisingly, I don't need to reach the sixth level of the blood martial arts, I will soon be able to release my mental power, and possess the ability of a sixth-level warrior of the blood martial arts.

But not necessarily, this time the harvest is huge.

After practicing again, maybe my Blood Martial Art is at the sixth level, and I still can't release my spiritual power.

Compared with the spiritual world, the power of qi and blood is still improving faster.

The development of the spiritual world needs to be nurtured slowly. "

"Exchanging the harvest for energy stones should be enough for me to practice for a while.

Not to mention the seventh level of Zhenyue Tiangong, the sixth level should be able to complete.

Go to Grandpa Jiang first to settle the exercises. After practicing for a period of time, start to implement the previous plan. "

The so-called plan, since the last time Xiao Long found out that he could become a barbarian warrior, he began to have an idea.

His plan is to become a warrior in the barbaric world, and enter the barbaric world to truly understand the world.

While looking for the traces of the wild ghosts, also inquire about the spiritual flower that can save grandma.

But at that time, his strength was too low, and he kept pressing down.

This time, he gained a lot of faith points, and his cultivation level has fallen to the level of a battleable master.

The plan to mix into the barbarian world can be implemented.

Having made a decision, Xiao Long went directly to Jiang Wuxu's courtyard.

"Grandpa Jiang!"

After knocking on the door, Xiao Long respectfully saluted Jiang Wuxu.

In Southern Wuhan University, only Lian Baiyi was treated by Xiao Long as a relative before.

After knowing the family affairs, Jiang Wuxu was the second Xiao Long treated him like a relative.

These two people are people who really care about Xiao Long.

"Hehe...here we come, find a place to sit by yourself."

Jiang Wuxu sat on his old man's chair, shaking it, and beckoned Xiao Long to find a place to sit by himself.

If it weren't for the blood knife held in front of his chest, it would be almost impossible to imagine that the old man in front of him is a master-level master, an alternative king master who can kill kings.

The corner of Xiao Long's mouth twitched: "Did I come at the wrong time?"

On the old tree in the corner of the small courtyard, Du Wenyuan, who hadn't seen him for a long time, cut his hands behind his back and was hung up.

In this scene, just like when those dog thieves were caught, the whole body was suspended in the air.

At this moment, he and Xiao Long met each other's eyes, indescribably embarrassed.

There is no such high-spirited spirit as when he pointed out Xiao Long's prediction method on the ring during the martial arts competition.

"Grandpa Jiang, why did you hang Du Wenyuan up?"

He has a good relationship with Du Wenyuan, Xiao Long wanted to see if he could intercede and ask Jiang Wuxu to let Du Wenyuan go.

"He made a little mistake, I'm trying to wake him up."

As Jiang Wuxu said, the rope binding Du Wenyuan broke automatically without a sound, and Du Wenyuan fell to the ground.

Xiao Long hurried over to help him up.

Unexpectedly, before he spoke, Jiang Wuxu had already put Du Wenyuan down on his own initiative.

"What did you do wrong? Why did Grandpa Jiang hang you up?"

Du Wenyuan looked at Xiao Long with a wry smile, how could I have offended you, Grandpa Jiang.

You, Grandpa Jiang, love to hang people.

You go ask, eight of his disciples plus me, except the girl Li Liping, who has not been hanged twice every three days.

You can ask Zhou Hua, the president of the eighth-level combat technique court, and Lian Baiyi, the invincible level-[-] man, if any of them see this little tree, they will not feel terrified.

If the fart is too big and trivial, you, Grandpa Jiang, will hang people.

"Okay, go back, Xiao Long and I still have something to talk about."

Without speaking to Du Wenyuan, Jiang Wuxu started to chase him away.

Du Wenyuan said goodbye as if he had received an amnesty, and hastily left Jiang Wuxu's small courtyard.

Ghosts are willing to stay in this place.

"Grandpa Jiang, Du Wenyuan's martial arts should be coming soon."

Xiao Long didn't talk about his own affairs first, but he first cared about Du Wenyuan.

Hearing this, Jiang Wuxu smiled.

He nodded and said: "This kid's understanding is better than I expected.

It doesn't take a year, at most one month, he can realize his own martial arts. "

Xiao Long secretly admired it in his heart.

This person is deader than others.

He entered the Wuyi Secret Realm twice, and it can be said that he has suffered so much that life would be worse than death.

But right now, he still doesn't know when he will realize his martial intent.

(End of this chapter)