Until Chu Yan said goodbye and left, Song Hua felt like there was a roar in his head.
After all, he is also a monk at the third level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, and he is also a disciple from the sect. He has never seen anything like this.
But today, Song Hua still felt that he was deeply shocked.
Extremely strong cultivation talent, unfathomable strength when facing enemies at the same level, and at such a young age, he is already an inscription apprentice.
No matter what point appears in a sixteen-year-old boy, it is enough to attract the attention of the sect and rob him.
But now there are three points, all focused on Chu Yan.
Song Hua couldn't help but feel jealous, and deeply lamented that there are really people in this world who are favored by God.
That night, he used the communication talisman of Xuanyue Gate to report Chu Yan's situation back.
Soon after, Song Hua received a reply from the sect.
There are only eight short words in the reply.
But these eight words once again made Song Hua tremble: Try your best, try your best.
Obviously, this is Xuanyuemen's attitude towards Chu Yan.
"Chu Yan, Chu Yan, you must perform well in the competition this time and don't let me down." Song Hua said in his heart when he saw the news from the sect.
The last three days flew by in a blink of an eye.
The night before the game, the entire town of Changqing was immersed in a wonderful atmosphere.
There seems to be a sense of tension and excitement in the air everywhere, making people feel stimulated and excited involuntarily.
That night, in the Lin family, in the cage of time and space, Chu Yan sat cross-legged and breathed in and out.
At this moment, with every breath he took, the air around him made a roaring sound like the rising and falling tide.
Not long after, thin lines glowing with light appeared on the surface of Chu Yan's skin.
Over time, these glowing thin lines become more and more numerous.
There was one root at first, then two, three, four...
In the end, a total of twelve thin threads appeared on Chu Yan's body.
These thin lines are like meridians. Although they are distributed in different places, they are connected end to end and spread all over Chu Yan's body, connecting the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, stomach, intestines, kidneys, etc. together.
At this moment, as these thin lines emerged, spots of light seemed to appear in the air around them.
Some of these light spots are sparse and dotted, but some are gathered together, like a stream or a band of light.
Both light spots and light strips were hovering around Chu Yan at the moment, approaching him from time to time, touching the thin lines emerging from his body, and then drifting away again.
At the same time, Chu Yan opened his eyes, with an excited look in his eyes.
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth!" Four words came out of his mouth.
Three days in reality, nine days in a time and space cage, Chu Yan finally used his talent and hard work to allow the meridians in his body to emerge, and he could feel the existence of the aura of heaven and earth.
The so-called pulse condensation in the pulse condensation realm is to condense the meridians and meridians.
The first level of pulse condensation realm condenses twelve meridians.
The second level of pulse condensation realm condenses twenty-four meridians.
The third level of pulse condensation realm condenses thirty-six meridians.
Now, in Chu Yan's body, twelve meridians belonging to the first level of the Pulse Condensation Realm have emerged.
But at this moment, these twelve meridians only appear in a glimmering state, like the glimmer of fireflies, and have not yet condensed into an entity.
Therefore, for the time being, it can only be proven that he is close to the Pulse Condensation Realm, but has not truly stepped into this realm.
However, Chu Yan only needs to take one step further to completely solidify these twelve meridians.
After all, for monks in the Pulse Condensation Realm, condensing the meridians is a matter of course. In comparison, making these twelve meridians emerge is the most difficult thing.
There are countless warriors who have never been able to successfully take this step in their lives.
As for Chu Yan, when these twelve meridians are completely solidified, he is no longer a warrior, but a monk, and has entered a new level and a new stage.
Although he was not able to enter the Pulse Condensation Realm before the competition, Chu Yan was already very satisfied with his current achievements.
After all, at the beginning of this year, he was still a useless man who was poisoned and imprisoned for a full year.
"According to the real time, there are still four hours. This game with only one winner is about to begin, but in the time and space cage, I still have twelve full hours." Chu Yan jumped up.
, "In that case, I will practice the martial arts skills I currently have."
After he finished speaking, Chu Yan pulled out the Fierce Flame Spear stuck on the ground and started practicing hard again.
Another place in the Lin family mansion.
Lin Ao sat under the eaves, looking at the bright moon hanging high above his head.
There was no sadness or joy on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was the flame of revenge burning.
Lin Ao did not practice tonight. Instead, he sat here and recalled what happened to him on the day of the family selection competition.
Chu Yan defeated him in an instant. Chu Yan carefully recalled every word and sentence he said to him.
Those pictures and those words were like sharp knives, carving deep blood marks in Lin Ao's heart.
"I, Lin Ao, will never lose a second time, absolutely not!" Lin Ao suddenly exerted force, and his five fingers suddenly clicked, digging deeply into the stone slab below.
The hard stone slab seemed like soft tofu in front of his fingers.
In the room behind him, Lin Chongzhi, Lin Kongtong and Shen Wufeng pulled out creepy long figures under the candlelight.
In the cage next to Shen Wufeng, the girl with the bell on her ankle still didn't make a sound, as if she didn't exist at all.
Inside Langya Pavilion.
Lin Miaoran looked in the mirror and tried on different clothes over and over again, while Fu Rui was chattering and making suggestions.
Both the master and the servant had relaxed smiles on their faces.
On the table next to Lin Miaoran, there is a shape-changing inscription.
After dawn, she will use this shape-shifting inscription to change her appearance, then put on a new set of clothes, conceal her true identity, and participate in the competition in Evergreen Town.
Fang family.
Fang Wuxing was sweating profusely at this moment, and the muscles all over his body were a strange red color, as if they had been roasted by fire.
At this moment, he jumped up high and jumped into the pond nearby.
In an instant, it was like a red-hot iron being thrown into the pool.
The water in the pool started boiling at this moment, making a roaring sound, rolling over, and sending out large streams of white steam.
"Chu Yan, you stole my limelight in the Zhenwu Arena. I will defeat you in front of everyone this time and get the place to enter the Xuanyue Sect!" In the white mist, Fang Wuxing's tall figure loomed like a wild beast.
, roaring and roaring at the moment.
Bai family.
Although Bai Feiyu knew there was no hope, he was lying on the bed and couldn't fall asleep.
Just like the past month, whenever he closed his eyes at night, the bloody scene of Chu Yan instantly kicking Ding Sheng's head off in the Zhanwu Arena would appear before his eyes.
That scene has become his inner demon, making it difficult for him to make any progress in his practice this month.