"Let's go." Looking away from the door of Hall No. 3, Lu Xiufang also sighed, pulling Wang Teng beside her, and walked to Hall No. 2. Although she was only one step away from entering the realm of a grandmaster and competing with the real
There is still a big gap between the masters, and she does not dare to try it easily in the third hall.
"Let's say goodbye first." Unexpectedly, Wang Teng smiled faintly, and then ignored Lu Xiufang's stunned eyes, stepped forward, and walked straight towards the direction of Hall No. 3.
Wang Teng's actions naturally attracted the attention of many people, and many people were slightly stunned.
"Wang Teng, are you going to Hall No. 3?" Elder Xu frowned slightly and said.
"Yes." Wang Teng paused slightly, turned to Elder Xu, smiled lightly and said: "Please grant me your permission, Elder."
"You have to know that if you don't get anything this time, you have to wait for a year if you want to enter here again."
"Don't worry, elder, I have my own sense of discretion." Wang Teng said calmly with a faint smile.
Looking at the young man with a warm smile on his face, Elder Xu suddenly remembered that he defeated Zhao Wuji not long ago. Although most people do not have the realm of a grandmaster and do not have the opportunity to learn fifth-level martial arts, this little guy seems to be very unusual.
While Elder Xu was pondering, a sigh suddenly came from the front of Hall No. 3.
"I don't know how high the sky is, but now do even some cats and dogs dare to come to Hall No. 3?"
Many people suddenly looked away, and when they saw the person standing in front of Hall No. 3 talking, a look of awe appeared in their eyes.
In front of Hall No. 3, two young people, one man and one woman, were standing as if they stood out from the crowd.
The speaker was a man in purple clothes, with fair skin, electric eyes, tall and tall figure, very heroic. The woman beside him was also slim, tall, graceful and beautiful.
After scanning the two of them, Wang Teng narrowed his eyes. If nothing else, the fact that the two of them could stand in front of the door of Hall No. 3 was enough to show their high status among the students.
"He is Senior Brother Lu Ziyang, who is ranked third on the disciple list, and that woman is Duanmu Ling, who is ranked second!" Lu Xiufang took a few steps forward and explained in a low voice, her tone a little solemn.
Wang Teng's eyes narrowed, no wonder the fluctuations in the two people's bodies were much stronger than that of Zhao Wuji. It turned out to be a popular disciple like Bei Feng.
"You must be Wang Teng." As Wang Teng looked at the two of them, the man in purple also glanced at him lightly, with a faint smile on his lips and said: "Beating Zhao Wuji does not mean that you really have the strength of a grandmaster.
You'd better go to Hall No. 2 obediently, the restrictions here are not as simple as you think."
Wang Teng casually glanced at the man in purple, smiled faintly, and said, "No need to remind me, senior brother." After saying this, he ignored the other person and walked into Hall No. 3.
Looking at Wang Teng's calm back, Duanmu Ling was slightly startled, then tilted his head and chuckled at Lu Ziyang: "He is indeed an interesting little guy." His voice was as beautiful as pearls falling on a jade plate.
Lu Ziyang's face also twitched. He took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Such an arrogant boy will suffer a bitter fruit sooner or later."
With a noncommittal smile, Duanmu Ling looked at the young man's back and chuckled: "Maybe this little guy is really certain, maybe."
The corner of his mouth twitched, and Lu Ziyang smiled and said: "Let's go in."
Duanmu Linglian nodded and walked into the hall with light steps. At the same time, he looked up at the direction in which the young man was leaving. There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes as to whether this somewhat weird young man really had the ability to obtain fifth-level martial arts!
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The dimly lit hall was very quiet and empty!
Candles were lit on the four walls, swaying quietly and flickering in and out of light.
As soon as Wang Teng came in, he saw eight eye-catching stone tablets standing in the center of the hall, like tombstones, exuding a shocking atmosphere.
Obviously this is the martial arts stele!
Looking at the stone tablets with a slightly shocked look, Wang Teng couldn't help but lick his lips. The stone tablets were ancient, of different sizes and shapes, clumsy and clumsy, and dark with a condensed texture.
There is also a layer of faint energy fluctuations lingering on the surface of the stele, causing the air to fluctuate slightly and create ripples.
Through that layer of energy fluctuations, Wang Teng could vaguely see one of the fonts, such as "Cracking Stones and Slashing with Wild Winds", "Tiger Roaring and Dragon Roaring"...and other powerful characters. Below the fonts, they all marked the fifth grade.
The word martial arts.
"Junior brother, have you noticed the energy restriction on the stone tablet? Haha, only by using the Grandmaster's Samadhi True Fire can you have a chance to break it."
Glancing back, Wang Teng glanced back at Lu Ziyang, who was approaching with a gloating smile. Wang Teng calmly withdrew his gaze and turned his gaze to the stone tablet again. He frowned slightly. Apparently, he did not expect that the energy restriction on the stone tablet required Samadhi.
The true fire broke through. He has not reached the state of a master, so how can he have the true fire of samadhi?
Seeing that Wang Teng was ignoring him again, the coldness in Lu Ziyang's pupils became even stronger.
Seeing that Lu Ziyang, who had always been a good-natured man, was so angry at a young man. Duanmu Ling couldn't help but smile. Looking at the calm young man, he felt that this somewhat mature little guy was really interesting!
Just then, a burst of footsteps came.
Wang Teng looked back and saw a figure walking in at the entrance of the sunny hall, hands behind his hands. After a moment, the figure stepped out of the light, and a fat face appeared in his eyes. It was Elder Xu.
The three of them bowed.
Waving his hand casually, Elder Xu glanced at the eight stone tablets, smiled lightly at the three of them and said: "Here are eight volumes of fifth-grade martial arts, which have been our Beifeng's collection for many years. Just take out a volume at will, and you will be able to
The northwest continent caused a bloody storm."
"The Holy Academy has considered that you are young and energetic and have insufficient self-control, so it has set certain restrictions on these eight martial arts. Firstly, it can detect whether you and the martial arts path are in conflict, and secondly, it can control your
Strength also plays a certain role in testing. After all, practicing this kind of martial arts, if the strength is not enough, it will be a waste of time."
Elder Xu spoke calmly and unhurriedly: "So, if you want to learn this fifth-level martial arts, the first thing you have to do is to break the restrictions, and each of you only has one chance to take action. If you fail, you have to wait.
Come again next year, you must cherish this opportunity."
Knowing that it was not the first time for Lu Ziyang and Duan Muling to come here, Elder Xu kept looking at Wang Teng when he spoke.
After listening, Wang Teng nodded silently. Although the conditions were very harsh and difficult, he would try his best.
Seeing that Wang Teng had no intention of giving up, Elder Xu shook his head helplessly. Some students who had just broken through to master level were also very likely to fail. Wang Teng was only at the Martial King realm, and the chance of success... was really slim.
