At this time, it was shown how important it is for a warrior to have a profound cultivation method.
In the past, Ye Fei practiced the low-level Desert Storm Technique of Wufu Xuan level. Even if he later integrated the divine fire from the sky to mutate the true energy, it would still take him an hour to refine a top-grade elixir.
It's different with the Demon Emperor Sutra. It is the Demon Emperor's strongest technique after all. The complete Demon Emperor Sutra is definitely a technique above the heaven level.
Ye Fei used such a technique to practice, and the effect was extremely amazing. It only took him a moment to completely refine a top-quality elixir.
It only takes him half a day at most to refine a whole bottle of top-grade elixir.
In fact, Ye Fei still underestimated the power of the Demon King's Sutra. In the evening, Ye Fei felt that all the medicinal power in his body had been converted into his own true essence.
boom!
The barrier in the body breaks through again.
Very smoothly, Ye Fei was promoted from the eighth level of martial arts to the ninth level of martial arts. As long as he goes one step further and reaches the tenth level of martial arts, he can try to hit the realm of Wuzong.
"I really hope that day will come soon and I will reach the Wuzong realm. Then I can find a way to upgrade the War Demon Golden Body to the second level. By then, my physical body will be the strongest in the Wuzong realm."
However, it is extremely difficult to reach that step. Ye Fei's ability to quickly cultivate the first level of the War Demon Golden Body did not rely on himself, but on the Earth Spirit Pool of Wu Mansion.
In other words, if he wanted to practice to the second level of the War Demon Golden Body equally quickly, he would have to find a stronger earth spirit pool.
'"The ranking battle will start in three days. There is no need to consider fighting the Demonic Golden Body, but I can take advantage of this little time to understand the Hellfire Sword!"
This sword technique was given to him by the elder Jian Chi, and it was a top-grade prefectural level. Ye Fei also attached great importance to it. As soon as the breakthrough was completed, he immediately picked up the sword manual again and fell into a deep understanding.
The sun rises and the moon sets.
Three days passed quickly. For three whole days, Ye Fei stayed at home and immersed himself in the comprehension of swordsmanship.
This time, he did not use the Immortal Sword Soul to improve his understanding. In fact, Ye Fei's own understanding is not low. The improvement of the quality of his Dantian will also help to improve his understanding.
It's just a prefecture-level swordsmanship. Ye Fei can completely understand it by relying on his own understanding, but it may take a little longer.
In three days, Luo Xing also broke his leg trying to change dormitories. Especially when he heard that Ouyang Jie was still secretly communicating with many disciples, Luo Xing went to the elders and ran even more diligently.
Finally, an elder relented and promised to change his dormitory after the ranking battle.
Luo Xing felt a little more at ease now, but he also wasted precious practice time. When he saw Ye Fei walking out of the room refreshed and strengthened, Luo Xing's face was full of resentment.
Very dissatisfied.
"Brother Zhan, morning!" Ye Fei greeted Luo Xing with a smile. After all, we are also neighbors.
Luo Xing acted very indifferently, snorted coldly, and did not answer. In his eyes, if Ye Fei dared to come out to participate in the ranking battle, he was already 80% dead, so why should he talk to a dead man.
Without saying anything, Luo Xing hurried out.
Ye Fei didn't care either. If others clearly ignore you, how can you still stick to it yourself? That would be too boring.
"Calculating the time, today should be the day when the ranking battle begins. I wonder how that guy Wang Bai has improved in strength."
After breakfast, Ye Fei put on brand new disciple clothes and followed the flow of people and walked towards a huge square in the Holy Land.
The place is absolutely packed with people.
Originally, Ye Fei thought that there were only a few hundred disciples who passed the examination this time. After taking a look, he realized that the number of new disciples present had exceeded a thousand, and there were many powerful disciples worthy of his attention.
The average strength of the most ordinary disciples is around the tenth level of martial arts. Those who are powerful are all martial arts masters.
Ye Fei, a ninth-level martial artist, can already walk sideways in Tianyun Martial Mansion, but here in the Holy Land, it will be the last step.
In the crowd, Ye Fei searched for a long time and finally found Wang Bai.
Just like Ye Fei, the newcomer king who passed the level by "cheating", Wang Bai's four eyebrows are also famous among the new disciples, especially Wang Bai's narcissism, which is enough to make any disciple look askance.
In the entire square, many new disciples gathered together and chatted lively with each other, but no one wanted to talk to Wang Bai.
But it didn't matter that no one was talking. Wang Bai randomly caught a handyman sweeping the floor and started talking to him. He also said in a narcissistic tone of "Don't envy me, brother is just a legend."
The handyman disciple almost vomited blood when he heard this. After all, he was also a master of the tenth level of martial arts, but Wang Bai just talked about it and rolled his eyes.
Then Ye Fei noticed that Wang Bai's strength was still at the sixth level of martial arts, and had not improved at all. Ye Fei was speechless.
"Brother Wang, haven't you been in seclusion these days? Why are you still in such a state?" Ye Fei is really worried. There will definitely be a battle for the ranking of new disciples. With Wang Bai's strength, others don't have to do anything.
Just blow a breath and Wang Bai will probably collapse.
Wang Bai was also very happy to see Ye Fei. He finally let go of the sweeping boy who was foaming at the mouth, walked up and said dissatisfied: "Brother, your vision is still not improving fast enough. Who said that retreat is an improvement?"
With his strength, don’t you think that I’ve become more handsome after retreating?”
"..."
Ye Fei turned around and left. He was afraid that he would beat Wang Bai if he stayed again.
Leng Buding Wang Bai had already put his arm around Ye Fei's shoulders with a smile: "Brother, don't go. Isn't it okay for me to be joking? I know that being too handsome will put you ordinary people under great pressure. I am actually very low-key.
But he’s handsome, so there’s really nothing I can do about it.”
"Wang Bai, if you dare to say you are handsome again, we will no longer be friends!" Ye Fei finally understood how the handyman disciple felt when he heard what Wang Bai said.
"Brother, don't, it's all because I'm so handsome! Can't you admit your mistake? By the way, I didn't lie to you about the sword monument last time. Did you realize anything?" Wang Bai's face was still full of grievances.
Ye Fei wanted to kick Wang Bai, but the sword monument was really thanks to Wang Bai, and Ye Fei came here just to say thank you.
"Brother Wang, thank you very much. That sword stele is indeed a treasure. With the help of Elder Jianchi, I not only gained a local-level swordsmanship, but my own sword intent has also been enhanced a lot."
Ye Fei had nothing to hide from Wang Bai. He felt that Wang Bai had a special quality that made it easy to gain his trust.
When Wang Bai heard this, he curled his lips and defended Ye Fei's injustice: "No way, that sword monument is said to contain the amazing swordsmanship of the first Holy Lord of the Holy Land. Those elders of yours are too stingy.
, you have helped him so much, and he will give you a local stall?"
Forehead!
A martial artist who was at the sixth level of martial arts actually wanted to say that prefecture-level martial arts were just street vendors. Ye Fei didn't know what to say.
"I am very satisfied with a local level martial arts. Besides, Elder Jianchi also gave me the remaining spiritual thoughts of the Holy Lord."
Ye Fei did not blame Elder Jianchi. After all, the swordsmanship left by the first Holy Lord must be the strongest martial arts in the Holy Land. No matter how optimistic Elder Jianchi was about such martial arts, he would not just pass it on to someone casually.
For new disciples.
At this time, Ye Fei suddenly understood why Elder Jianchi wanted to accept him as his disciple. Perhaps only by becoming a master and disciple, Elder Jianchi could safely pass on the swordsmanship to him, but unfortunately he refused.
When Wang Bai heard this, he suddenly laughed in a very vulgar way: "What, the old man gave you that spiritual idea for free, haha, I laughed to death. He is not a fake idiot, but a true idiot, like that
He actually gave away the stuff for free."
Ye Fei suddenly took a deep look at Wang Bai and asked: "Brother Wang, is that spiritual idea very precious? Why do I feel that you know the sword monument better than Elder Jianchi?"
The more I look at Wang Bai, the more mysterious I feel about this man. (To be continued)