Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 203: 2 letters
"Shh!"
A hero of the rivers and lakes stared, accidentally glanced at the restaurant's window, and immediately made a silent action.
The people who were talking about it turned around and looked at the restaurant by the window, sitting by a black-haired teenager wearing a purple sun brocade robe.
The handsome young man with facial features is pouring and drinking himself, and there is a tall sword beside him, which is particularly eye-catching.
"Unexpectedly, there is a student from the inner courtyard of Ziyang Academy." Someone whispered.
The others nodded and lowered their voices.
In front of others, it is not a good thing to discuss that the other party’s academy will be the bottom of the newcomer conference. If the other party’s temper explodes, it may be bloody!
The black-haired boy is Luo Feng. After destroying the Red Blood Village, he drove day and night, passing by the restaurant, and came in to rest.
"Xinjie Conference is the last one..."
Luo Feng put down his chopsticks, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes calm.
He heard the conversation just now. If it was ten days ago, he was still a little worried.
Now that he heard these remarks again, he no longer cared about it.
His Tianbengquan practice has reached the first level, and he has already touched the threshold of the general trend, and his strength has improved a lot. Even if he faces the powerhouse of the eightfold realm, he has the confidence to fight!
"Speaking of the four new masters, I don't know if you have heard of it. Some time ago, someone found the dead body of Du Lang's deadly wolf outside Fenghou City!"
"I also heard about this. It is rumored that his entire chest was pierced and his body was terrible! The last time he followed Ji couldn't go away at the Nanfeng Auction House, he should have been killed by Ji Can't Sword!"
"Tsk tusk, Du Lang is a strong man in the Eightfold Realm Realm, so he will be unable to kill him..."
"Ji can't comprehend the'sword intent', it is no small matter. In this way, he may be able to threaten the'Tianxiang Girl' He Qin!"
Spin can't...
Luo Feng's ear moved slightly, remembering the fierce aura he felt when he was in Wind Howl City.
It's like a sword out of its sheath, it's hard to forget.
Although he has never seen each other, he is sure that the person who felt that time was the one who couldn't!
"I don't know my general situation. If you face him, you will have a chance of winning."
At this time, Luo Feng was already full of food and drink, leaving a silver coin on the table, got up and walked out of the restaurant, led Wuyun BMW, and continued on his way.
Dark clouds and BMW traveled by the sun and the moon. One day and one night later, Luo Feng returned to the college.
After completing the task at the Great Hall of the Sun, Luo Feng returned to the small courtyard and wanted to take advantage of the remaining few days to consolidate the general situation.
……
In the small courtyard, rainwater has filled the dry pool.
Luo Feng sat cross-legged by the pool, with the Tiger Soul Blade squared on his knees, his eyes closed slightly, and the profound light in his pupils flickered, and the whole person entered a mysterious and mysterious ethereal state.
The early morning breeze blew across the pool, wrinkling a swath of clear water, Luo Feng felt that the wind was no longer flowing, the water was rippling, and the whole world seemed to be still.
He was completely immersed in this wonderful state. Luo Feng seemed to be out of his body, overlooking everything around him, comprehending the various mysterious changes between movement and stillness.
In perception, when the world flows again, Luo Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
Om!
A treacherous wave spread from his body, a phantom of a treasured sword appeared on him, and the tiger soul sword kept beating, as if being pulled by invisible force, and fell into Luo Feng's hand with a swish.
Chichichichi...
As soon as he held the Tiger Soul Blade, the giant blade Xuhui immediately retracted into the blade.
In an instant, the invisible Qi Jin strangled Luo Feng, as if a mountain of swords rolled by, and the ground instantly fell half a foot out of thin air.
"The general trend is like a knife. I don't know when the general trend will be truly completed..."
Luo Feng feels that his general trend has solidified a lot, but there is still a lot of distance from the real general trend.
The figure shook, Luo Feng condensed his breath, as if a treasured sword was in its sheath, and the sharpness was gone, and it was difficult for outsiders to notice.
Boom...
There was a knock on the door outside the yard.
Luo Feng thought it was Bing Ruolan, and said loudly: "Here it comes!"
Opening the gate of the courtyard, a student wearing the uniform of the outer courtyard appeared in front of Luo Feng. It was Chen Yan who was in charge of the college correspondence.
"Brother Luo Feng, there are two letters from you." Chen Yan looked at Luo Feng's inner courtyard uniform with admiration, and handed over two letters.
Luo Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, when someone wrote to him.
After taking the letter, Luo Feng gave Chen Yan two bottles of Ning Yuan Dan, then turned and closed the courtyard gate.
"It's teaching!"
Opening the first letter, Luo Feng frowned.
The handwriting on the letter is very wild, with a faint fragrance, and the three characters Ji Wuyue are written in the signature.
Since Ji Wuyue left the college and went to participate in the Golden Temple assessment, there had been no news for two months. Luo Feng hurriedly read the contents of the letter.
"Luo Feng, I have passed the assessment and become a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace. I will remember your grace for giving a pill."
"I’m very happy to hear that you have become a student of the Qianlong Ranking. I wanted to go to the Xinjie Conference and cheer for you. Unfortunately, within three months of becoming a disciple of the Golden Temple, I can’t leave the academy. It’s a pity that only him Get together again."
"In addition, Duanmuji will go to Yunlan Peak in the near future. This person is cruel and he is very likely to attack you, you must be careful! Remember!"
Luo Feng read the content of the letter, and a beautiful figure flashed in his mind, with a faint smile.
"Teaching has indeed become a student of the Golden Palace."
He let out a sigh of relief, Luo Feng's eyes fell on the letter "Duanmuji", and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
In the Smelting Mountains that day, he was almost killed by Duanmuji. He hasn't forgotten the matter, but his strength is inadequate, so he kept it in his heart.
Now he has stepped into the pinnacle of the Seven Layers of Tibetan Essence Realm, only one step away from the Eight Layers of Difu Realm, condensing the general trend, and is no longer afraid of Duanmuji.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng gradually calmed down.
Duan Muji is a mid-level powerhouse in the Eightfold Realm. Although he is not afraid of the opponent, he still has some difficulties to win.
"You still have to work hard to practice."
Luo Feng shook his head and took out the second letter.
On the envelope is written the four characters of Luo Feng's pro-qi. The brushwork is vigorous and the back of the paper is strong. You can see the skill of the person writing.
Father...
Luo Feng recognized the writing on the envelope, his eyes moved slightly, and he hurriedly opened the envelope.
The content of the letter is extremely simple, with only two sentences: Your mother and I are heading to Yunlan Peak. Don't read it!
"Father, they will also go to the Xinjie Conference!"
Luo Feng looked at the contents of the envelope and was taken aback. He calmed down after a while, shook the letter paper, and smiled:
"It seems that this competition must be won. It's better to take advantage of the new champions conference, get the title of the first new champion, so that father and mother can also be successful! I don't want to lose face in front of them."
Luo Feng made up his mind, put the envelope away, and immediately started practicing.
The peak cultivation base of the Seven Layers of the Essence Realm is still somewhat ordinary. If he could step into the realm of the Eightfold Landsmanship, in the four major colleges, no one would be his opponent anymore, even if he encountered Duanmuji, he would have the hope of winning.
In the morning, Luo Feng meditated in the small courtyard, condensing the general trend.
At noon, Luo Feng continued to consolidate Tian Beng Quan.
In the evening, Luo Sheng went to Ziling Peak to practice Tenglong Step and Tiansha sword technique.
Three more days have passed like this, and there are two days left before the Xinjie Conference.
In the early morning of this day, Luo Feng was meditating and condensing the general trend. After a few days of cultivation, his martial arts and cultivation level have improved, but it is still impossible to break through the barrier in a short time.
Boom boom boom...
Suddenly, a long bell came from the direction of the college.
Luo Feng opened his eyes and said to himself: "It looks like he is going to Yunlan Peak."
The venue of the annual Xinjie Conference is held at the top of the previous four colleges.
Last year’s New Year Conference, Tianlan College took the lead, so this year’s New Year Conference was held at Ziyang College on Yunlan Peak.
Luo Feng stood up from the ground, returned to the house, took a few sets of clothes and some necessities, and took the door to the college square.
On the flat and magnificent college square, there is already a sea of people at this time. On the high platform in the middle, there are nine figures standing, all of whom are students on the Qianlong list. The first person is a purple kite, full of breath and vitality. Such as tide, the cultivation base has obviously been firmly established at the peak of the Seven Layers of Tibetan Essence Realm.
Behind Zi Yuan, "Double Swordsman" Yang Hong, "Flower Picker" Xu Mei, Bing Ruolan...
"Luo Feng! How did you come!"
Bing Ruolan was eagerly waiting on her toes, and when she saw Luo Feng, she shook her little hand.
The other students next to him saw this scene with a hint of envy in their eyes.
Bing Ruolan is one of the three beauties of the college. In addition to the reputation of "Jade Leg Fairy", she also has the title of "Beauty of Iceberg" in private. I seldom look at others, let alone greet them so warmly.
Luo Feng didn't care about the gaze around him, touched his nose, and walked closer: "I have been practicing in retreat these days. I just heard the bell sound before knowing that I was leaving for Yunlan Peak today."
"No wonder I haven't seen you these days." Bing Ruolan smiled.
At this time, Dean Zi Hongyuan came over and just heard the conversation just now, and couldn't help asking: "Luo Feng, have you made any progress during this period?"
Zi Hongyuan has also heard a lot of the discussions about the Xinjie Conference in the arena. Although he also knows that it is not easy to win, he still has some expectations in his heart.
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Luo Feng bluntly said: "There is no improvement in the cultivation level, but he has cultivated the'Tian Beng Fist' to the first level."
"Tianbengquan! This is a Xuan-level low-grade martial arts?"
Hearing that Zi Hongyuan took a breath, looked at Luo Feng dumbfounded.
Luo Feng nodded. There is no need to hide this kind of thing. His biggest trump card is the general trend.
Seeing Luo Feng admit that not only Zi Hongyuan, but Xu Mei and others next to him were all incredulous.
It took half a month to cultivate into the Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, what a perverted martial arts talent!
The higher the quality of martial arts, the more difficult it is to cultivate. If ordinary people give him a year to practice martial arts at the Xuan-level and low-grade, they may not be able to achieve success.
Even Zi Hongyuan, it took five months to cultivate the Xuan-level inferior martial arts!
But compared to Luo Feng, it is still not worth mentioning.