I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

The true meaning, the full name is "the true meaning of martial arts"!

A martial artist must first temper his skin and bones and refine his blood. I don't know how much pain that mortals have to experience before they can get started.

Even if you can begin to practice internal power, you often have to endure the test of boring. In this process, the willpower of the warrior will be greatly sharpened and improved.

A very small number of martial artists with outstanding talents will slowly gather their willpower, and finally form a trace of "the true meaning of martial arts"!

This kind of power has a very strong effect on attack. Even the mediocre basic martial arts, if it is blessed by the true meaning of martial arts, it can also burst out of inferior power!

Rumor has it that there are peerless geniuses who can even condense the true meaning of martial arts! The existence of "sword intent" and "sword intent" forms.

"The true meaning of martial arts is illusory. Even if you try to find it, it is difficult to achieve success. I didn't expect this nine-stripe combat body to forcefully condense!"

Yang Lie couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, "However, my true meaning of martial arts is only a trace, far from reaching the realm of great success."

That's the case. With this true meaning of martial arts, Yang Lie's combat power has also been greatly improved. Once the blessing is in his true meaning, he can fight against the triple powerhouse in the Vientiane Realm!

"Sister Shui Han, your practice is over? Hey, your battle body seems to have entered the realm of eight patterns, so fast!"

Turning his head and looking around, Yang Lie happened to see Luo Shuihan and two women standing aside.

"Quick? Do you know the past few days?"

Luo Shuihan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Three days! Three days have passed since you brought us these shark apes corpses."

They were actually sober two days ago, but Yang Lie was immersed in penance and had to wait quietly.

"Three days!"

Yang Lie was surprised, and then he felt extremely tired, and a long-lost feeling of hunger spread in his belly. I entered that state of enlightenment with all my strength just now, not only did I not feel the passage of time, but my brain power was rapidly consumed.

"Let's take a break, and then leave the Wugui collar."

The two women had no objection and nodded in agreement.

...

No regrets outside.

The seven-day period has passed, and the results of the trial are about to be announced. Whether it is Zong Haoyang, Yu Baiwei, Luo Zhanhu, and even the five great family patriarchs, they are all waiting here nervously.

In fact, they have never left these days!

After all, the result of the trial is very important for the qualifications of Sirius Academy.

"Old Zong, how many of them can pass this trial, do you think?" Yu Baiwei was worried.

Zong Haoyang pondered: "Yang Lie is not a big problem. Ling Haojian's combat power is good, and there should be no problem. The rest of them-about five to five."

"laugh!"

Suddenly, a sneer came, "You are too optimistic! The number of five to five? As long as you can pass one or two people, even if you are lucky!"

It was Yu Chuanhe who was talking.

He said: "Don't be afraid to tell you that Gu Menghu has already practiced'three-point inner yuan', do you think he will watch you pass Qinglan City easily?"

Three cents inner yuan!

Zong Haoyang's expression couldn't help but change.

"Also, do you think your previous threats really made him scrupulous? Haha, then you are too naive!"

Yu Chuanhe couldn't hold back his inner pride, "When I left the university, the ancient elite once entrusted me to bring a natal heart technique to Pointe Noire. Then, I lived up to the burden and handed it to Gu Meng. tiger'."

Zong Haoyang and others shook suddenly.

It was the inspection that made "East Ziyang" feel shocked. Even though he was a triple powerhouse in the Vientiane Realm, he was still vulnerable to his life and heart art.

Since Gu Menghu has this trump card, naturally there is no need to worry about Zong Haoyang. Doesn't that mean that the Blue City team will be completely oppressed in the unregrettable leadership?

At this moment, a figure staggered and rushed out of the stone gate, and the voice rang out before crying: "Grandpa, grandson is back, grandson has finally seen you alive."

After seeing the figure clearly, everyone couldn't help taking a breath of cold breath subconsciously:

How miserable this is!

The man's robe had long been broken, with blood stains on his face and body, and his hair was scattered and even exuding a stench.

At first glance, people almost mistakenly think that this ape just crawled out of the mud.

Finally, someone recognized him, and a gray-haired figure shot out: "Feier, why are you like this? Is there someone bullying you in the no regrets collar?"

This person is Ouyang Fei!

Being hugged by Patriarch Ouyang, thinking of the miserable experiences of the past few days, he couldn't help but nodded in sorrow:

Since he was driven away from the Demon Raising Hall by Yang Lie, his good luck has been used up. Not only did he not have any more adventures, but when he was hunting, he encountered a few general-level mackerel apes that suddenly jumped out and almost lost their lives.

Finally, until the end of the seven days, I barely collected enough demon cores for the assessment, thinking that I could finally breathe a sigh of relief. As a result, a volcano erupted suddenly, and his life was saved, but most of the demon core was lost.

All kinds of grievances rushed up at the first moment he saw his relatives, and he howled loudly.

"Pointe-Noire! You are deceiving too much!" Patriarch Ouyang was furious, and his gray hair broke through the air.

Ok?

Ouyang Fei was startled, what's up with Pointe-Noire? It seems that the words are not quite right.

He quickly said: "Grandpa, it's not Pointe Noire, it's Yang Lie! It's all Yang Lie, so I didn't pass the exam!"

Uh?

As if abruptly swallowing a goose egg, Patriarch Ouyang's expression became stiff: Yang Lie? Where is this trouble?

"Whizzing!"

The movement resumed, and four more figures flew out.

This time the team is obviously much better. Although they are a bit tired, all of them seem to be in good spirits.

"Haojian, how is the situation, have you passed the assessment?"

"You'er?"

Greetings sounded, and the remaining four masters shot forward.

"Yeah!" Ling Haojian nodded heavily.

After receiving affirmative answers from their younger generations, the other three Patriarchs suddenly smiled: "Haha, I know that my younger generations from the Nie family (Lu family, Chen family) will not disappoint! Fight! You really give the family a long face!"

However, their praise did not usher in the response of the three.

Looking at each other, Ling Haojian stood up and said, "Grandpa, it is not our own credit that we can pass the trial, but Yang Lie!"

Yang Lie?

Why is it related to him again?

Everyone was puzzled, and even Yu Chuanhe, who was waiting to see the jokes of Qinglancheng, had a look of surprise: What happened in Wuguiling?

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a strong air-breaking sound sounded, and then the cloud-piercing boat from Pointe-Noire flew out.

Before the body of the boat arrived, an angry roar came from above: "Little Yang Lie, get out!"

The owner of the voice seemed to have been robbed of his beloved treasure, and the voice was full of irrepressible anger and murder.

It's Yang Lie again!

This time, even Zong Haoyang had a devilish expression on his face.

He could hear that the roaring person was Gu Menghu. This was a genius who had the "Zhu Destiny Secret Art" and his strength reached the first level of the Vientiane Realm. What did Yang Lie do to make him so angry?

Before Chuanyun Zhou landed, Gu Menghu suddenly jumped down, his eyes swept across everyone fiercely. Finally seeing that there was no presence of Yang Lie, he stomped his feet bitterly.

Mang Wuji and the others also jumped down, their appearances were more straightforward than Ouyang Fei, almost all of them were wounded and weakened.

Suddenly, Patriarch Ouyang's rage calmed down, and he even showed a good-looking look: What did the kid surnamed Yang do, even the city of Pointe-Noire was scammed by him?

In comparison, he thinks what happened to his grandson seems pretty good.

"Menghu, what happened?"

Yu Chuanhe hurriedly stepped forward. He couldn't believe his eyes: With the resources that Gu Menghu had, even if he carried it, he would have to flee. No matter how strong his talent is, he would be half-step Vientiane. It's good to save your life. Where can the capital come back?

"Humph!"

He hummed heavily, and Gu Menghu's expression was extremely ugly, "That kid snatched my brother's mackerel demon core. Although I helped them hunt with all my strength, only four people finally met the standard!"

There are often powerful generals in groups of mackerel apes, and some alone are not easy to find. So in a few days, he only collected two hundred pieces for Mang Wuji and the others, and it was destined that four people in Pointe Noire would fail the trial.

"He also killed one of our brothers in Pointe-Noire!"

Although Ba Liming died at the hands of the monkey ape, in the final analysis, he couldn't get rid of Yang Lie. This account was naturally recorded by Gu Menghu on his head.

"He also caused me to lose my life and heart!"

Gu Menghu just vented his angry emotions, but in the ears of others, the taste was completely different:

what did you say?

Then Yang Lie killed your brother, snatched your demon core, and finally forced you to use your natal heart art?

It would be fine if he was a four-layer powerhouse in the Vientiane Realm, but he was only a fourteenth-year-old teenager in the Juyuan Realm!

Even if it's a pig, it won't be more outrageous than you, right?

Perceiving everyone's weird eyes, Gu Menghu realized his speech disorder. He quickly added: "It's not that the kid is strong, but he has used some ghost tricks. I accidentally acted."

Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes: Yeah, how stupid it would be to take such an absolute advantage, and finally be tricked into this by "ghost tricks"?

"Humph!"

Gu Menghu realized that the more he explained, the more mistakes he made, so he changed the subject, "I inspect the team, let's compare the results first. I became the number one, so no one would object to it?"

"Zhengzheng!"

Seven red lines emerged from his body, the nine-stripe combat body "Seven-stripe Realm"!

Gu Menghu's disdainful eyes swept across, even though Ling Haojian and others were not angry, they were helpless. It is not difficult to hunt ordinary scholastic mackerel with their strength, but general level mackerel generally has a large group of men, and they are really powerless.

"Okay! It is necessary to hunt ten general-level shark apes to cultivate seven patterns. This is not easy in the no-regret collar. Menghu, you are not only lucky, but also amazing!"

Yu Chuanhe desperately preached, "I think you are not the first in this trial, who deserves the first?"

"That's natural."

Gu Menghu also said proudly, "In order to hunt these ten mackerel apes, I lurked for several days. I don't know how much effort was spent before I will succeed. No one can do this trial except me— —"

"It's so funny."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, "It's just the seven-stripe realm that blows like this. Are you all in Black Point City so arrogant and ignorant?"