After Qi Yuan repeatedly confirmed that Zhou Heng was not interested in Tai Nianning at all, he left with no worries.
Zhou Heng shook his head, isn't this guy very smart? Why does he seem to be mentally retarded now?
Love is indeed blinding!
Zhou Heng returned to his residence, immediately threw out the Vulcan Furnace and started refining elixirs.
This pill recipe was naturally told to him by the Vulcan Furnace. The resulting pill is called "Ming Wang Pill", which can directly form a divine form, the same as the Seven Star Pill. However, there are only twelve pills in a furnace, which is very rare.
Pitiful!
Zhou Heng immediately went into seclusion to refine these Ming Wang Pills, while Hei Donkey and Xiao Huo stole something. The two guys had started seclusion half a day ago, so the cheap donkey didn't come to fight with him.
He tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power to refine the medicine, but it still took him seven days to completely refine the medicine.
Thirty-nine divine signs!
Zhou Heng shook his head and smiled. Although he already had nearly forty divine appearances, he didn't feel the opportunity to break through at all. It seemed that he was still a thousand miles away.
It's a good thing that he is now in the Ming Realm. Otherwise, if he were still in the Immortal Realm, how many thousands of years would he have to search to find enough medicine to send him to the Star Realm?
However, now that all the contribution points have been used up, we must find a way to earn them next.
He first went to the Sand Fury Field, which is actually a trial ground and a martial arts arena where disciples from the academy can compete. There are also some special props that can temper the warrior's body.
Of course I am here for the contribution value!
In addition to the contribution points obtained from tasks, there is also the record-breaking. Such as extreme strength, speed, reaction speed, etc. There are records for the Mingxian level, and there are records for the Star King level. They will not be confused.
Zhou Heng wanted to try it.
After asking for information, he came to the northwest corner. There was a stone wall here, which looked very ordinary, but it was called the "Wall of Power" and was specially used to record the most powerful people.
There are four columns of names on the wall, each column contains ten people. In addition to the names, there are also numbers on the sides, such as "three thousand yuan" and "nine thousand six hundred and forty-four stars".
There is a big difference in numbers. But the difference between the top and bottom of each column is very small.
You don't need to think too much to know that these four columns of numbers represent the four levels of record keepers from Mingxian to Star King, Star Emperor to Star Emperor. There are ten people who can be selected for each level.
The "three thousand yuan" represents the value of strength. Zhou Heng glanced at the bottom of the first column, which read "Ma Hongjie, two thousand four hundred and sixty-six yuan."
In other words, Zhou Heng must at least produce a higher power than this value to be on the list. Although he does not break the record, he can get contribution points as long as he is on the list. The difference lies in more points and less points.
Seeing Zhou Heng stopped in front of the wall of power, some people nearby couldn't help but start talking.
"When you look at it like this, you're new!"
"Haha, every year there are a few freshmen who think they are the best in the world and can break the record with one punch!"
"Why don't you come and make a bet? How much Yuan Power can this guy produce?"
"This guy can have at most forty Xiang Mingxian, I guess it won't exceed six hundred yuan of power!"
"You think too highly of him. I guess four hundred at most. No more!"
These people did not lower their voices enough for Zhou Heng to hear clearly.
Six hundred?
Zhou Heng didn't know how many kilograms of power equaled one yuan of force. Because he had leapt to the level of Mingxian, the power of a punch would easily be measured in trillions of kilograms. It would be too troublesome to use kilograms as the unit, and new units would definitely be created.
.
I don’t know if the power of one yuan is one trillion catties, ten trillion catties, or more.
Why doesn't he pick a speed record or agility record to break?
Because he is indeed just the Twenty-Nine Phases Bright Immortal. His speed and reaction speed are all there, but his strength is different. One punch can be supplemented by the improvement of his skills. That will be easy. He has the Five Elements Rune.
The combat power is strong enough to dominate the Mingxian. Isn't it easy to break the record?
This is the record he is most certain of and the only record he is certain of breaking.
Laughing at him?
"Uncle! Uncle!" A delicate voice sounded, and Jiang Zishuang was seen jumping over from a distance. She was dressed in a snow-white dress, with black hair and a delicate little face that would make anyone look at her with pity.
Why is this little girl here?
Zhou Heng couldn't help but frown, she was a little devil in a cute coat!
"Hey, uncle, what's your expression? Don't you want to see the lovely Tiantian?" The little girl pouted and said, "Uncle, you didn't keep your word. You clearly said you wanted to see Tiantian and your mother, but you turned out to be...
I'll wait until I see you coming, you loser heart!"
What a big kid!
"Hey, isn't this the only disciple Tianzhen Academy has recruited this year?"
"She is not simple. Her mother Yang Yuhua is the master of Tianzhen Academy, and her grandfather Yang Yong is the dean of Tianzhen Academy and the vice dean of the academy. His status is half higher than the average vice dean of the academy!"
"How does this new student know her?"
Someone recognized Jiang Zishuang, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. The people who come out of Tianzhen Academy and Tianyao Academy are not comparable to ordinary warriors. Not only are they like treasures in the academy, they will definitely be like this even after they leave.
Guests from various wealthy families!
"Yang Yuhua is a great beauty. Together with Tai Nianning from Tianyao Academy and Geng Xinnuo from our Tianwu Academy, she is one of the three beauties in the academy!"
"Hehe, not only is she beautiful, but she is also a widow!"
"Shh, keep your voice down. If these words get out, you may even die! Do you know how many people are pursuing Hua Yuhua? Anyone with a strong background can crush you to death by hundreds of people.
Come back!"
Zhou Heng glanced over, if these people said obscene and disgusting words, he would definitely settle accounts with them in the future!
"Uncle, where's the little dog?" The girl looked around. It was obvious that she had "transferred love" and was far more interested in Xiao Huo than Zhou Heng.
"I'm lying at home!" Zhou Heng stared at the stone wall, the spiritual energy in his body boiling, and the thirty-nine divine aspects simultaneously flowed out terrifying power, and he punched out suddenly.
Bang!
A ray of light flashed on the stone wall, but it remained motionless! This is natural. Even the power of the Star Emperor can withstand it. How can the power of Zhou Heng's thirty-nine divine appearances be destroyed?
The wall became transparent like a mirror, and a line of numbers appeared: One hundred and seventy-nine!
Just that tiny?
Zhou Heng frowned at first, but then immediately opened his eyebrows.
Those who can leave a record on this stone wall are those who have been eliminated by the school for who knows how many years. Everyone on the list must have at least eighty divine appearances, and then use their skills to increase their strength to create these.
Numbers come.
He only has thirty-nine divine aspects, and he does not run any techniques. Even if his divine aspect is more condensed than others, it will not be much better than the normal twenty-nine-appearance immortal.
One hundred and seventy-nine Yuanli is a relatively realistic number. Any higher number would be unreasonable.
"Hahahaha, he is indeed a very ignorant guy. He doesn't even have two hundred yuan of strength. I really overestimate him!"
"Hmph, you have such little strength to be embarrassed!"
"By the way, I know this guy. He seems to be the second in the freshman assessment! Yes, that's him. I've seen his portrait. His name is Zhou Heng!"
"What, is this the second best newcomer?"
"What's going on? Is the quality of the newcomers this time so poor? Can they still win second place at this level?"
"Then I was born at the wrong time. If I had entered the school a few years later, wouldn't I have been able to get second place or even first place?"
As Zhou Heng's identity spread, everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar. Can he get second place with this kind of strength? Yes, he must have a good father who cheated to get this second place!
What a shame!
Warriors admire strength, and the most shameful thing is this kind of fraud. Everyone looked at Zhou Hengshi again, not only with ridicule, but also full of contempt and disdain.
"Boy, watch carefully, let me teach you how to play!" A sturdy man walked over. He looked like he was in his thirties, with muscles all over his body. He walked to the wall of power, and a flash of light flashed across his body.
Wu Guang's right fist suddenly became larger than a human head, and bang, he punched the wall.
In the surging light, a number also jumped out: six hundred and eighty-eight!
He has sixty-seven divine appearances, but he has reached his limit and either breaks through or remains stuck there.
"Bah!" He pointed at the numbers on the wall, and then spit on the ground, his face full of contempt.
"Uncle, he despises you!" Jiang Zishuang was so weird that she jumped up immediately, "Uncle, can you bear this? I definitely wouldn't be able to bear it!"
"Don't cause trouble!" Zhou Heng pushed the little girl aside, then looked at the stone wall and focused his right fist again.
"Still not convinced?" The sturdy man sneered, "Even if you punch a hundred more times, nothing will change!"
Zhou Hengning stopped punching, turned his head towards the opponent, and said with a smile: "What if my score exceeds yours?"
"Haha, if you can surpass me, I, Lei Jingtian, will kowtow to you three times!" The sturdy man said confidently.
In fact, he is the fifty-seven-phase Mingxian. The punch just now was not only made with all his strength, but also used the three-star technique. This is also the highest-level technique that the disciples of Mingxian Academy can redeem.
How could Zhou Heng surpass himself?
"Don't talk too much!" Zhou Heng said lightly, and punched out fiercely. As the light trembled, a new number jumped out: two hundred and fifty-four.
Bang!
Before anyone could say anything, he punched out again, and a new number jumped: three hundred and twenty-seven.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Four hundred and twenty-three! Five hundred and nine! Six hundred and sixty-six!
By the time he hit the sixth punch, this number was already very close to Lei Jingtian's score of 688.
At this point, everyone believed that Zhou Heng would be able to break the seven hundred mark when he punched the seventh one again. After all, he punched so easily!
But isn’t this guy even less than fifty gods? How could he possibly burst out with such powerful power?
Everyone is shocked and strange. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!