PS: Sorry, there was an error. Mu Cheng was originally at level 4 and just broke through level 5. I remembered it wrong.
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The frequency of the tidal sound is almost once a minute, and each time lasts for about 20 seconds. It is like a powerful dragon's roar that lingers in the sky for a long time.
And Su Yue also gained some general knowledge about the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge through the explanation given by a Nanwu vice-principal.
The number of tidal sounds represents a warrior's potential.
Theoretically, it has nothing to do with the grade of Qi and blood.
But this is only a theoretical statement, not absolute.
After all, warriors will also receive various opportunities as they grow up, and the qualifications of high-level warriors may be improved by some chance coincidences.
The Ministry of Education originally planned to stipulate that only warriors of level four or above could set foot on the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.
But in the end, after several meetings and research, I felt that the threshold for the fourth grade was a bit high.
Finally, the Ministry of Education issued the following document.
Third-level players can also step onto the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, but the condition is that they must be a third-year student or above.
In principle, the Scientific Research Department recommends that warriors go to Evil Spirit Broken Bridge in their senior year, when they can get stuck at the right age.
This is easy to explain.
No matter what level of cultivation a senior student has, their demand for Qi and blood and their physical condition are more suitable for purification with Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.
If you can't wait until your junior year, you will be wasting your opportunity.
After all, junior year is still in the growth stage and there are endless possibilities.
If there is any special opportunity during college, maybe if the qualifications are improved a little, it can cause another wave.
According to Taoist experience, being able to cause one more bridge-breaking tide would be of huge benefit to warriors.
Of course, there are actually some advantages for younger warriors to go up.
However, Daomen has done research and found that unless you can step on the broken bridge two or three years earlier than others and form an absolute lead, the gap will not be big.
The cost-effectiveness of a year earlier is not as good as using this year to try again.
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The empty Evil Spirit Broken Bridge has only a thin layer of cyan mist lingering, just like a layer of colorful silk that seems to be there but not there. Although there is no water under the Broken Bridge, the air here seems to be quite humid, with a cool temperature.
It makes people feel happy.
Boom!
Unknowingly, this is already the tenth tide caused by Mucheng.
Mucheng is currently a junior, not a senior yet. Theoretically, there is no need for her to be in such a hurry to go to the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.
But Mu Cheng has already broken through to the fifth level, so there is no need to continue to delay time.
In her case, she could take advantage of the slight advantage of getting to the bridge a year earlier.
Mucheng is not stupid, this is a cost-effective consideration.
"General Mu, your daughter Mu Cheng is indeed one of the best among men. According to the Taoist sect's data, if our martial arts masters can surpass 7 tides, it is theoretically possible for us to become masters.
"Mucheng has passed it more than 10 times now. It must be a matter of course to become a master."
Principal Nanwu sighed with emotion.
Mucheng has caused tidal sounds ten times, but there is no sign of her coming out yet.
"What you are saying is nonsense. If the general's daughter is not qualified to break through to become a master, then who else in China is qualified?"
Ban Rongchen interrupted rudely.
The principal's ability to flatter you is almost as good as a joke. Those who didn't know better thought you were humiliating Mu Jingliang.
A dignified daughter of the ninth rank, her future goal is to break through the ninth rank, or even reach the top.
What kind of master are you talking about here?
The goal of these geniuses may be to defeat the grandmaster before graduating from Wuhan University.
"Sorry, sorry, Mucheng should have the ability to hit the ninth level, sorry!"
Principal Nanwu smiled bitterly.
What a risk, I almost accidentally offended Mu Jingliang.
"It's okay, don't make a fuss. The future of young people has to be fought for by themselves, and it is impossible to predict it all by relying on a holy weapon.
"Even if you can trigger 20 tides, if you don't work hard, your talent will be a joke."
Mu Jingliang smiled and resolved the embarrassment of Principal Nanwu.
Su Yue frowned.
My father-in-law is worthy of being a general of the Miracle Legion. He has a high emotional intelligence and resolved the embarrassment of Principal Nanwu with just one sentence.
Now that the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge has fallen on Nanwu, I know with my knees that in the future Wuhan University and Nanwu will rise against the trend.
The Miracle Legion is in charge of the North District, and the next lowest martial arts academy is probably Beiwu.
Build a relationship with the principal of Nanwu, and students from Beiwu will not be made things difficult when they come to practice in the future.
"Haha, General Mu is really good at joking.
"The current record for causing tidal waves is held by Bai Ziqing, the first disciple of the Bai generation in the Taoist sect. This record is 17 tides, which is still far from the 20 times you mentioned.
"Calculating his age, Bai Ziqing should be a senior in college, about the same age as Bai Xiaolong Meng Yang, but he has been practicing three times with his pressure ring, and his cultivation speed is as fast as a monster.
"Looking across the state, only Su Yue can break this record."
While speaking, Principal Nanwu looked at Su Yue.
Others also turned to look at Su Yue.
Facing the fiery gazes of a group of old guys, Su Yue lowered his head uncomfortably.
White letters and green letters.
It is said that he is the eldest brother of the Taoist generation. He was born in Daomen Mountain. When he was a baby, the Taoist master used Qi, blood and herbs to nourish his meridians.
Compared with Wushu University students and other half-way warriors who became monks, Bai Ziqing's upbringing was in a particularly aloof environment.
"Su Yue, don't put too much pressure on me. Although Bai Ziqing, like you, has been washed three times and has suppressed his aura to reach the fifth level, he and you are not on the same path.
"Bai Ziqing has never practiced any fighting techniques. He has been practicing all his life. In fact, you are no worse than anyone else. After all, you are still young."
Mujing Liang Road.
He was afraid that Su Yue would be depressed.
After all, Su Yue has been the leader along the way, so there may be a gap in his mind.
"Don't worry, I'm not that fragile!
"Whether it's the Taoist sect, the Wuhan University, or the military, I'm always happy that China can have one more strong man. I hope Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang can break through to the Grandmaster now, so that on the battlefield, our China can have less
A little sacrifice.
"Having a big brother who is stronger than me can also give me the motivation to practice."
Su Yue smiled bitterly.
Although he felt a little sad in his heart, this was human nature.
But Su Yue is not so jealous that he is beyond recognition, as that would be too ugly.
Moreover, China’s enemy is the wet state, not internal friction at all.
"Student Su Yue is young, but I didn't expect that he has a good structure. He is more calm than Prince Qing."
Ban Rongchen also praised it.
At this time, he glanced at the hopeless Holy Son Ying Jie again.
Look at Su Yue's qualities, and then look at you, a worthless fool.
Are you worthy of being the Holy Son?
What is it?
Xueyang was still trembling in the corner. He was not afraid of being beaten by Su Yue, but he was really afraid of Meng Yang's cruelty.
It’s really hard work.
Xueyang secretly took the elixir and is currently recovering from her injuries like crazy.
He has a virtual space opened by Bihui Cave, which contains some standing healing elixirs, which are very effective.
But Xueyang has a lot of rules.
Mainly because Chrysanthemum can't stand it.
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Boom!
Boom!
Before I knew it, two more tidal sounds came to an end.
"Bai Xiaolong, it's been 12 times. Mu Cheng's qualifications have been greatly improved by the Fortune Sword."
Not far away, Meng Yang was muttering.
Before coming to Nanwu, they had already thoroughly studied the matter of evil spirits breaking bridges.
If you can surpass it 15 times, you actually have the ability to hit the ninth level.
But that's basically impossible.
The white-letter-green three-wash pressure ring can only be used 17 times.
Everyone’s estimate for Mucheng is actually nine to ten times.
12 times, which is already a super level performance.
"My classmates at Seibu can do it 15 times."
Bai Xiaolong looked proud.
Mucheng was the school girl he brought out with his own hands, although this flower was overtaken by Su Yue, a pig.
But Bai Xiaolong still treats Mucheng as his younger sister.
Bai Xiaolong was happy from the bottom of his heart that Mu Cheng could reach this stage.
"What good things are you thinking about? There is a limit to everything."
"It should be over. There is no reason for Mucheng to do it more than 13 times...fuck..."
Meng Yang was initially unconvinced.
But before he could finish his sentence, Mucheng actually completed the 13th tide.
Slap in the face too quickly.
Bai Xiaolong's mouth was dry and his tongue was dry.
Don’t blame Meng Yang for losing his temper.
In fact, Bai Xiaolong didn't even think that Mu Cheng could cause 13 tides.
This really doesn't make sense.
"Mu Cheng hasn't come out yet?"
Compared with the 13 tidal sounds, Meng Yang also discovered an even more shocking fact.
Mucheng's figure has not yet come out of the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.
What on earth is she going to do?
Will it continue to cause tidal waves?
Don't let others live.
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The masters gathered aside also looked at Mu Jingliang in surprise.
They also don't understand why Mucheng can cause 13 tides.
And she hasn't come out yet.
They are masters, and their analysis conclusions must be more accurate. Previously, at the 11th time, people felt that Mu Cheng should be over.
"Don't worry, everyone. It may be because of the Fortune Sword. With Mu Cheng's qualifications, she shouldn't be able to trigger 13 tides."
Mu Jingliang also frowned and analyzed.
At the same time, he felt even more guilty.
The gift Su Yue sent this time was really too precious, and he felt like he had cheated the younger generation.
"General, tell me, will Mucheng cause the 14th tidal sound?"
Principal Nanwu swallowed.
Theoretically, if you can induce tidal sounds 15 times, you are already qualified to break through to the ninth level.
For masters like them, this qualification takes a long time to work hard for, but Mu Cheng is just so big.
People are more annoying than others.
Even a Taoist sect with a unique cultivation environment is just one Bai Yeqing with incredible talent.
Only three of the remaining ten disciples can trigger 15 tides.
The key is that Mu Cheng is only a junior, one year younger than them.
"The chance of doing it 14 times is not high, but even if it succeeds, it should only be once.
"I can't feel the breath inside the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, but I can feel some subtle fluctuations in the spiritual energy in the air. It's time for Mu Cheng to come out."
Mujing Liang Road.
As a ninth-grade general, he can analyze the status of the evil spirit's broken bridge through some other details.
But this is already his limit, and the success rate may not even be 20%.
Not far away, all the warriors at Wuhan University were shocked to the point of being speechless.
Through word of mouth, everyone can understand what the 13 tidal sounds are.
That is a talent that is infinitely close to the ninth grade qualification.
The students envied Mucheng.
Not only is the goddess perfect in appearance, but her qualifications are also at the top level in China.
Meng Yang was so nervous that she subconsciously grabbed Bai Xiaolong's wrist.
"If you don't want this paw, you can donate it to the feed mill."
Bai Xiaolong stared coldly at Meng Yang's neck, his pupils filled with murderous thoughts.
"Sorry, I'm used to it."
Meng Yang quickly opened his hands.
Pooh.
This unsatisfactory claw.
At this time, the whole place became silent unconsciously.
Everyone is waiting for Mucheng's results.
Everyone is extremely anxious.
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Boom!
finally.
Accompanied by a deafening tidal sound, the 14th tide belonging to Mucheng finally appeared.
The audience subconsciously burst into thunderous applause.
At the same time, a green light rose into the sky from the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, and Mu Cheng's slim back also appeared on the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge.
it's over.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Mucheng did not set the record of 15 tides, her results are still shocking.
Compared with Taoist warriors, Mucheng is a pure combat warrior.
She also needs to practice combat skills and go to the wet realm to kill enemies. The training environment cannot be compared with that of Taoism.
"The foreign demons are really extraordinary."
In the corner, some of Xueyang's skin wounds began to scab. As his energy and blood gradually recovered, the recovery speed of the wounds was also accelerating.
To Su Yue and others, Xueyang was the prince of Mandi Kingdom after all, and they did not kill him. Most of them were superficial injuries, which could be easily recovered.
As long as the chrysanthemums are not destroyed by the pepper, Xueyang will recover very quickly.
He has now recovered 70% of his strength and can also use his dodge ability again.
But he didn't dare to trouble Su Yue.
Xueyang thought that he was not good at studying, and he had to practice hard before he could come back to take revenge.
Of course, Mu Cheng's 14 tides were also a shock to him.
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"I tried my best."
Mucheng walked off the broken bridge, looked at Su Yue and said, she also swallowed a pill on the way.
Not a single trace of dregs was left in the body, and the energy and blood surged sharply again. This evil spirit broke the bridge and lived up to its reputation.
Mu Cheng took the elixir not to deplete his energy and blood, but to take the opportunity to strengthen his energy.
"Just do your best, you are great."
Su Yue squeezed Mucheng's hand and scraped the tip of her nose.
"Cough, cough...there's nothing wrong with your body, right?"
Seeing her daughter being affectionate with another man, Mu Jingliang felt uncomfortable.
"There's nothing unusual about the aura, but... hiss..."
Mucheng suddenly took a step back.
A ball of cyan light appeared on her forehead.
Su Yue was stunned for a moment.
Could it be that Mucheng was harmed by something?
He was extremely nervous.
In less than two seconds, the light on Mu Cheng's forehead dissipated.
Just as Mu Jingliang was going to see how her daughter was doing, the matter was over.
At this time, Su Yue and Mu Jingliang frowned at the same time.
There is a sword-shaped mark between Mu Cheng's eyebrows.
Very small.
Similar to melon seeds.
The shape is also very simple, but very beautiful.
Under the background of the mark, Mucheng looked even more heroic than before.
"Daughter, what is this?"
Mu Jingliang grabbed Mu Cheng's palm and quickly checked her daughter's aura and body with Qi and blood.
Don't let anything go wrong.
"Dad, this is not a bad thing.
"When I was practicing in the Evil Spirit Broken Bridge, I seemed to have uncovered some of the seals of the Sword of Creation, and at the same time I obtained a peerless combat method.
"This mark should be a sword move with peerless fighting skills."
Mucheng let Mu Jingliang check the aura and explained at the same time.
"Peerless tactics?"
Su Yue was stunned.
There was such an unexpected gain.
But thinking about it again, it actually makes sense.
As a ninth-grade alien weapon, it cannot be a simple weapon.
"Su Yue, I'm sorry, this strategy should have been yours."
Mucheng also looked guilty.
Su Yue paid too much.
"If you're polite, I'll get angry.
"Mucheng, don't think too highly of me. If I smelted the Sword of Creation, I might not be able to understand the peerless fighting method in this life.
"This should have something to do with talent sensing, just like Gong Ling can sense Chief Xuan Gong. This is a talent."
"You also know my style. I like to use an ax to plow the fields, the domineering kind."
Su Yue smiled.
He is not being polite, this is a lesson learned from past mistakes.
If he were allowed to comprehend the Chief Xuan Gong, he might not be able to succeed in his next life.
"Does Gong Ling really like you?"
However, Mu Cheng's next words caught Su Yue off guard.
He thought Mu Cheng was trying to be polite, but unexpectedly he just spilled the vinegar bottle.
A girl's brain circuit, sometimes the mountain road has eighteen bends.
"Don't get me wrong, we are just classmates."
Su Yue said quickly.
"Huh, don't think I don't know that you came here in Feng Jiajia's sports car.
"Does her car smell good?"
Mucheng narrowed his eyes.
Someone just sent a photo of Su Yue getting off the car on his mobile phone.
"I don't have a driver's license. I was anxious to see you just now."
Su Yue's smile became stiffer and stiffer.
It's all because Bai Xiaolong's car is too small. It's not even a sports car. It's not practical at all. It's better to buy a seven-seater Wuling van and you can play mahjong in the car.
"Hmph, if you dare to mess with me, you'd better be more honest."
Mentioning these irritating things, Mucheng felt less apologetic.
The key is that she is really afraid of Feng Jiajia.
That's green tea.
No, green tea is more subtle, Feng Jiajia is just a tea seller.
Yes, she is the tea girl!
You should go back and inherit your grandpa's tea estate and rob your tea estate's stepmother. You dare to provoke my boyfriend.
Annoying.
Mu Jingliang just smiled.
He believed in Su Yue's character and even more believed in his daughter's charm.
Su Yue is not a half-hearted person.
At this time, Meng Yang and Bai Xiaolong also came over and looked at Mucheng with envy.
Jealousy burns like fire.
Mucheng already has a unique fighting method, but the two of them still have to cooperate.
"By the way, what do you need to sacrifice for your peerless fighting method?"
Su Yue asked quickly again.
There is no doubt about his peerless fighting skills and power.
But it also has serious side effects.
Yang Lezhi mobilized a power far beyond his own, directly and permanently sacrificing one of his arms. He will never recover in this life, even if he breaks through to the extreme, there is no hope.
This is no joke.
And his own bewitchment also had to be sacrificed. If it weren't for the system, Su Yue would not dare to touch it.
"Sacrifice...fat!"
Mucheng licked his lips, and then said a little embarrassedly.
"Is this a sacrifice? Or a benefit?"
A greasy vice-principal next to him with a slightly bulging belly exclaimed.