I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Sister Shui Han, give full play to the cloud-cracking mood! Don't keep your hands!"

Yang Lie's legs are like electricity, and he still has free time to remind him that he has clearly mastered the cracking cloud leg technique to the extreme.

Luo Shuihan didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively followed his orders, driving all the power of the mood to burst out.

"Boom!"

With one blow, the two retreated at the same time, but Luo Shuihan retreated a little more.

"Come again!"

Yang Lie didn't stop, and smashed it out again. Vaguely you could see that the space had become a real water mirror, and then a gap was broken.

The gap expanded, and the force of Wanjun poured down like a waterfall, hurriedly hitting Luo Shuihan.

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and this time the distance between the two of them retreated more than doubled.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

...

In the constant shouts, Yang Lie critically struck forward again and again, blasting the same trick every time. The pace was so fast that Luo Shuihan didn't have time to think about it, so he had to rely on his instinct to fight again and again.

Luo Zhanhu who was watching was the first to discover that something was wrong. He said in surprise, "Xiaohan's artistic conception power seems to be getting stronger!"

Although Luo Shuihan was shaken back every time, it can be seen from her next attack that her perception of cracking cloud artistic conception is constantly deepening, and the attack power of the leg technique displayed is getting stronger and stronger.

"It's not her! It's Yang Lie!"

Zong Haoyang has studied at the Sirius Academy and has the most poisonous vision. "Look at Yang Lie carefully and see the changes in his artistic conception power!"

The two Yu Baiwei are also strong men who have stood in the Vientiane Realm for many years, and they immediately understood it after being broken by him, and a stunned expression could not help but emerge: "Every time he makes a move, he is almost the same as the other's mood power!"

No matter how far Luo Shuihan's cracking cloud artistic conception is, every time Yang Lie can guarantee that the artistic conception contained in his legs is slightly stronger than hers——

Neither lag behind nor surpass too much!

In this way, Luo Shuihan was able to refer to it and understand his shortcomings as quickly as possible, thereby enhancing the intensity of his artistic conception. Compared to just groping on my own, I don't know how many times faster.

"Heaven! It's the artistic conception guide!"

The three swallowed fiercely.

"Artistic guidance?"

Uncle Lin, who was standing next to him, couldn't help his eyes widening, and said in shock, "It is rumored that this is a power that can only be mastered by a strong true Profound Realm, Yang Shaoxia, he--"

Thinking of the miracles that the black-clothed boy had done, he shook his head and couldn't speak.

"Artistic Guidance" is like Yang Lie's precise control of power, through fierce battles, guiding others to master the complete artistic conception as soon as possible!

It's easy to say, but if you want to do this, you must have a good grasp of the artistic conception, and it is difficult for even a strong person at the peak of the Vientiane Realm.

Only those strong in the "True Profound Realm" who stand at another height and thoroughly penetrate the mystery of the artistic conception can guide others as they please.

If it spreads out, someone can use the "Artistic Guidance" in the Juyuan Realm, and I am afraid they will be considered crazy.

"Hey!"

Yu Baiwei rubbed his garlic nose and said proudly, "It seems that I still have the blessing of God in Blue City. Only then can a genius like a little brother appear! No, a genius among geniuses!"

I sighed with emotion for a long time, but no one responded. Some of them were just rolled eyes from Zong Haoyang and others. He couldn't help complaining: "Hey, what is your expression? Isn't it my fish family ancestor's virtue? You are jealous! I am jealous of my fish family’s good fortune... Good girl, don’t you think? Oh, let me go!"

I also wanted to get some support from my precious granddaughter, but turned his head and Yu Ruoruo was still eating.

He couldn't help having a headache: "Good girl, don't you have a sense of crisis when you look at a genius like Little Brother Yang?"

"Yup!"

Yu Ruoruo nodded heavily, and swallowed the last big mouthful of buns with his neck, and opened his dark eyes, "This guy is amazing!"

Right, this is like my granddaughter of Yu Baiwei, who is still very self-motivated, Yu Baiwei thought.

"So amazing, this guy must be very edible!"

Yu Ruoruo's eyes lit up and she clenched her fists heavily, "Aunt Xiulan's steamed buns are so delicious that he can't let him eat them all alone! I will come every morning from now on!"

"..."

Yu Baiwei wants to cry.

At this time, the artistic conception guidance has been carried out for a short half hour.

Luo Shuihan gradually recovered and understood Yang Lie's painstaking efforts. She felt that the control of the cracking cloud's artistic conception became more and more arbitrary, and it was of little significance to continue, so she stopped to shout: "Yang Lie, be careful!"

She had a pause in her figure, and the power of her artistic conception shook the void, causing a round space below her to form a nearly substantial circular space. After that, she maintained a weird, semi-tilted posture, and slapped her hands on Kieyin: "Forbidden!"

The mysterious force waved away, rippling like layers of water, covering the entire space.

"Om!"

Yang Lie threw his leg out again, and suddenly felt his body stiff. It seemed that several flexible ropes bound him invisibly. Each of these ropes is as spiritual, bound to every corner of the body without any dead ends, and even tends to tighten.

Replaced by the weaker generation, I am afraid that this one will be strangled!

He was shocked: Is it a fate?

His mind moved slightly, and his internal force burst out, bounced away from the power of the confined body. Although he wouldn't be trapped, he was shocked in a cold sweat during this match!

The attack of the power of the gods is really too weird, and if you are not careful, you may be recruited, which is beyond defense.

"Humhhhhhh!"

Luo Shuihan couldn't help backing back again and again, only to barely offset the counter shock. This is because Yang Lie had never used a killer move, otherwise the counterattack just now would have caused her to suffer severe injuries.

She wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled bitterly: "Your strength has improved so quickly. Last time, my'Forbidden Bound God's Life' could still trap you, and now I can't even cause a little trouble."

Staring at the teenager in front of her, a voice in her heart sighed: The gap is getting bigger and bigger...

"Hehe, Shuihan girl, don't be presumptuous. I think that the one in this blue city who can outperform you in the power of fate, I'm afraid it will be Feng Yuntai's old thing." Yubai smiled and said authentically.

"Well! I have a lack of resources in Blue City. She can reach this level with the natural growth of God's destiny. It is enough to see that she has an excellent talent, at least two stars! If she can successfully enter the Sirius Academy this time, her achievements will be limitless. !" Zong Haoyang also said.

Luo Zhanhu glanced at him and nodded in satisfaction: "I have known your Principal Zong for so long, this is the first time I have seen you talk to someone."

Zong Haoyang: "..."

There is too little information about the talent of God's life, Yang Lie only touched only scale claws in the training camp library. I couldn't help but curiously asked: "Principal, how do you distinguish the strength of the fate of God? I heard that the fate of God is divided into one to nine stars. What is the difference between this?"

Since the contact, Yang Lie's performance has always been calm and calm, unlike a 14-year-old boy. So seeing his eager look, Zong Haoyang and the others couldn't help but laugh.

"In short, the nine-star system is mainly used to measure the potential of the fate. The higher the star, the greater the space for the growth of the fate, and the greater the natural help to combat power!"

After all, Zong Haoyang had stayed in the Sirius Academy and knew more, “Legend, I am the number one strongman of the Great Qin Dynasty, His Majesty Qin Huang, the reason why countless strong human races were able to follow willingly in that wild era, and even finally able to To suppress the Demon King and expel the Demon Race, it is precisely because his talent for divine life is a'five-star'!"

"There are even rumors that the founder of the Yuncang County where we belong, the ancestor of the Yang family, once disobeyed the Emperor Qin and initiated a challenge. Both of them were strong in the fairyland, and their strength was equal. Only after showing off the ancient and unparalleled talent of divine fate, he was defeated in one fell swoop and established the status of the first strong human race."

Wonderland!

Speaking of this level, even the hippy smiley Yu Baiwei has a look of admiration and dare not show no respect.

Those powerful men ruined the mountains and cracked the sea between their hands, and the power they mastered was not what they could imagine. They were respected by the world as "land gods", and they were infinitely close to the legendary gods.

Any clan, or tribal power, once possessed a strong man in the fairyland, can inherit it for more than a thousand years! For example, in the 36 prefectures of the Qin Dynasty today, every prefecture has a land god!

"There are many kinds of talents of God's Fate, and some are very strange. You have experienced the Battle of Fengyuntai, and you should understand it. If you encounter it again in the future, you must be careful and never careless."

Zong Haoyang warned, "When I was in the Sirius Academy, there was one of the'core disciples' who was extremely arrogant, and his strength was overwhelming at that time. Unfortunately, his misconduct was implicated in the Monster Race, and many academic experts were besieged. Eventually he was killed. But—

"That person, with his domineering talent of'Prison Sea', has completely killed dozens of true Profound Realm experts!"

As if thinking of the earth-shaking battle back then, a look of fear appeared in his eyes, Zong Haoyang couldn't help but tremble slightly:

At the beginning, he was just a freshman who had just entered school. Compared with the True Profound Realm, he was undoubtedly like an ant. And those great dragon-like powerful figures in the True Profound Realm, in front of the demon-like figure, were blown out like a chicken!

Even Zong Haoyang couldn't help thinking, if it weren't for that person's unintentional love for war, how much blood should Sirius Academy have?

In terms of cultivation base alone, that core disciple is not outstanding, only the Triple True Profound Realm. However, his divine destiny talent "Hell Sea" is as high as three stars, and he has truly grown to perfection!

Fortunately, some of the mentors and masters of the college that besieged him were close to the peak of the True Profound Realm. Those inferior people had no resistance in front of his divine power.

The prison sea god's life was slightly enveloped, as strong as the True Profound Realm, and immediately fell into the boundless hell, fearing in his heart, let it be killed!

One step, one life!

One punch, one true mystery!

That person's name is "Meng Wuchen".