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Chapter 107 The Method of Meditation

"It's possible. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. It's not just the one named Yuan Zun who has a problem. In my opinion, that Han Bichi is definitely not a good person either."

"That's right, flies don't bite seamless eggs, what you said makes sense!"

Listening to this messy sound, Han Bichi curled her lips, and a burst of anger came out of her head.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Believe it or not, my aunt wants you to look good!"

Han Bichi raised her pink fist at the crowd. The intimidating power of a seventh-grade Xiao Yuan Perfect was naturally beyond compare, and the street immediately became silent.

If Yuan Zun hadn't grabbed her by force, there's no guarantee that Han Bichi would have done something outrageous to these students today.

The female students in front of Bu Tian's eyes were staring straight at them, like mad dogs about to break free from their chains, their eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes.

"Sisters, your legs are so dazzling, I can..."

"Go to hell!" Han Bichi was implicated by Bu Tian for no reason, and she was filled with anger. She had no place to vent her anger, so she kicked Bu Tian in the face and said with all her strength.

Being stepped on the ground by this foot, a trace of blood quickly flowed out from Bu Tian's nostrils, but he enjoyed the process of being stepped on without caring, saying: "Harder! Miss Han, please use it again."

Use some strength and step on me as much as you want!"

"Haha, it's really hopeless."

Looking at this scene, Yuan Zun shrugged his shoulders calmly and faced the direction of Xuanji Pavilion.

With the last step of his foot, Han Bichi hurriedly followed him, completely ignoring Bu Tian who was still intoxicated behind him.

"This Bu Tian is quite interesting. Although he only has a sixth-grade Dzogchen martial arts cultivation level, his legs and feet are several levels higher than mine. If he doesn't use the Sky Devouring Flame method, he is even stronger than me!

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"Xuanji Martial Academy is indeed full of talented people!"

Yuan Zun pondered for a moment, and then walked directly through the gate of Xuanji Pavilion. He looked at the stone wall on the left. Sure enough, there was a practice method for competing for a training position depicted on it.

This is the so-called method of tempering the will of a warrior and competing for a training position. The warriors on both sides sense the soul power of their opponents and meditate on the battle process between the two in their minds.

Whoever can insist on winning will be qualified for the first-level cultivation position.

In this way, it not only eliminates the unnecessary trouble of fighting for a training position between warriors, but also avoids the physical trauma caused by fighting between the two parties. It can also take this opportunity to hone the will of the students. It can be said that it is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

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This method of snatching is no longer a secret in the entire martial arts academy. Everyone wants to take advantage of this opportunity to obtain a hard-won training position.

Therefore, directly under the stone wall, there are already thousands of meditating figures.

This stone wall not only contains rules for snatching, but also a method of cultivating soul power and strengthening willpower. Although it is not as difficult to get started as martial arts, it cannot be successfully understood overnight.

After finding a corner, Yuan Zun and Han Bichi sat down cross-legged one after another. Seeing Bu Tian sitting next to the two of them slightly bored, Han Bichi couldn't help but asked: "Have you learned this kind of snatching method?"

"It can't be that simple. I just happened to come here yesterday morning and there happened to be a training spot."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, Han Bichi calmly withdrew his gaze.

She quietly glanced at Yuan Zun and saw that he had closed his eyes and made some marks carved on the stone wall with his hands.

"Hoho, these three people are really smart today." Deacon Cao was sitting on the couch at the door, looking at Yuan Zun and the other three with indifferent eyes, and said with a chuckle.

If it had been anyone else, it wouldn't have attracted Deacon Cao's attention, but these three people were more attractive to him than the others.

"Every year, Xuanji Martial Arts will have some good talents with good qualifications who can master these snatching methods in a short period of time. However, there is less than a month left to face the inner court's assessment, and generally new students will set their goals first.

Put it on cultivation."

"Except for the three newcomers, the remaining thousands of people meditating in front of the stone wall are all veteran students. Their positioning is much more correct than these three people."

"However, the quality of this year's freshmen is generally much better than the previous ones. In the past few days, three people have successfully understood the meditation method, and even took away the cultivation position from a group of veteran students."

While Deacon Cao was deep in thought, Yuan Zun, who had just sat down cross-legged, stood up first.

His standing up also aroused the side glances of the warriors around him, and several snorts followed.

"This kid's willpower is too weak. He stood up less than half an hour after sitting down. Some people are just born rude and feel uncomfortable sitting for even one more minute."

"But that's fine, it saves us wasting time here. This year's freshmen are really too rampant!"

Deacon Cao's wrinkled old face condensed slightly, his expression a little strange, and he said: "That boy named Niu spent a whole day to understand this fighting method. He is already considered a genius among geniuses, even stronger than Han Rou.

Come back stronger."

Deacon Cao looked at Yuan Zun intently. He didn't know whether it was because he couldn't calm down and meditate, or because it only took him half an hour to understand the means of fighting.

"Could you have already..." Han Rou opened one eye and looked at him, but the mark made in her hand did not disappear. She was about to say something, but she silently closed her mouth.

Yuan Zun is a person who cultivates both Jing and Wu, and his spiritual attainments are no worse than his martial arts cultivation. Since he can possess such strong spiritual power, it means that his soul power is far superior to others.

Looking at him quietly, Bu Tian pondered for a few times. He quickly closed his eyes, and his expression became extremely serious. Compared with the careless look of an ignorant person, he seemed to be a completely different person.

Same.

"Hey, hey, that kid actually walked to the training hall! Could it be that he wants to compete with others for the training position?"

"It's impossible. No matter how talented he is, it's impossible for him to comprehend the meditation method in just half an hour!"

Everyone said this, but they still looked at Yuan Zun eagerly. His slow steps affected everyone present.

Even Deacon Cao was no exception. He passed countless female students with small waists and long waists. He no longer had the wretched expression on his face, but looked at Yuan Zun with a pair of extremely capable eyes, thinking

Know what he is going to do next.

Finally, Yuan Zun stopped at the training position closer to the center, looked at Niu Hao sitting cross-legged on it, and said lightly: "I want this training position."


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