Weapon Master Chapter 400: Position
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Chapter 400 Potential
"Still failed!"
On the 9th floor of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan came to his senses, but this time, not only did he not feel depressed, but his eyes were filled with joy.
When he entered the illusory space last time, Tang Huan had almost no strength to fight back, and this time, Tang Huan moved at least a little bit.
Although he was killed by the ninth-ranked golden man in the end, he still made some progress after all.
At the next moment, Tang Huan sat down again, and then concentrated his mind, his eyes closed slightly, carefully pondering the scene of entering the illusory space twice.
He has faintly sensed that the biggest difference between the 9th-order martial sage and the 8th-order Wuzong should be the word "potential."
To comprehend the "potential", I am afraid that the promotion process of the eighth-order Wuzong to the ninth-order martial sage must be carefully deduced.
Tang Huan has not experienced this process, and it is not easy to deduce it. However, Tang Huan was already mentally prepared for a protracted battle. At this moment, he was not in a hurry. As long as the general direction was correct, it would be tantamount to a successful start.
After a long while, Tang Huan stood up again.
After a while, his body surface was covered with a layer of golden streamer, but after only two or three breaths, the streamer faded quickly.
Immediately, Tang Huan sat down on the ground again...
In the solar space, day and night cannot be distinguished.
Tang Huan was completely immersed in it, standing up again and again, sitting down again and again, and the golden streamer on the surface of his body came and went. Within the golden illusory space, Tang Huan’s failures continued to increase, ten times, twenty times, fifty times... one hundred times...
……
"Huh!"
On the seventh floor of the Golden Altar, a white shadow flashed, and a Celestial Magician suddenly revealed his figure. He was a young man with white clothes like snow and white wings on his back. He was about twenty-six or seven years old. , The face is jade, the features are delicate, and the skin on the face is as soft and smooth as a woman.
"Haha, this kid has failed again."
Almost the moment when he arrived at the seventh floor of the Golden Altar, the heavenly clan man raised his eyes and saw that the golden streamer on Tang Huan's body receded again. He couldn't help laughing out loud, "It seems that my chance is not small. , Pass these seven and eight tests in one go, and you can catch up with him!"
"It's just a foolish dream."
Not far away, a thin, blue-clothed young man almost immediately followed the man of that clan and stepped onto the seventh floor of the Golden Altar. He couldn't help but sneer when he heard what he said. On the 9th floor of Jintan, I have failed more than a hundred times in a row. Do you think you can succeed soon?
"That is certain."
The man from the clan that day heard this, not only was he not angry, but he laughed, "From the situation of the lower levels, the opponent on the ninth level must be the ninth-tier strong. The reason why Tang Huan failed repeatedly was because of him. I don’t know anything about the ninth-order martial sage of your human race."
"And I am different."
After a slight pause, the heavenly clan man said again, "I am already the eighth-level peak sect, and I have listened to many powerful people in my clan explaining in detail the mystery of the ninth-level sage. Once I enter the imaginary space on the 9th floor, most If I fail two or three times, I can adapt to the cultivation base of the ninth-order magic sage, and exert the most powerful strength, defeat the opponent, and reach the top of the golden altar. Unfortunately, I came too late, otherwise, this'sun spirit body' Tang Huan has nothing to do."
"Don't blow the cowhide." The blue-clothed youth couldn't help humming coldly, and he was very displeased with the arrogant appearance of the clan man that day.
"Boy, keep your eyes wide open to see how my'Xuanfeng' caught up with Tang Huan and surpassed him." The heavenly clan man laughed, then raised his hand and pressed it to a golden figure on the wall in front.
"Beyond Tang Huan? Ridiculous! Ridiculous..."
The blue-clothed young man raised his brow slightly mockingly. The Celestial Clan person named Xuanfeng spends most of his time in the "Cangyu Secret Realm" of the Celestial Clan, and rarely comes to Luofu Realm, but his reputation is not weak. Many human martial artists are Know that there is such a person as him.
It is said that in the current "Cangyu Secret Realm", the strength of this Xuanfeng is second only to Qingying.
In that secret realm's Cang Feather ranking, ranked second.
If the person on the ninth floor of the Golden Altar at this moment is a certain other human warrior, it is really possible that this Xuanfeng will come from behind and take the opportunity to condense the "sun spirit body".
Unfortunately, it was Tang Huan that he met.
In the Human Race’s Celestial Spirit Ranking, Tang Huan was only ranked twelve, but when he rushed to this place, he was only the cultivation base of the seventh-order peak martial artist. Now Tang Huan is the eighth-order Wuzong. If he goes to heaven again A try on the spirit list will definitely make it into the top ten, even if Xuanfeng is not as good as Xuanfeng's ranking on the Cangyu list, his strength must not be underestimated.
What's more, the most amazing thing about Tang Huan is not his cultivation base and strength, but his talent and understanding.
Otherwise, Tang Huan would never have been able to transform from an ordinary person who could not even cultivate true energy to an eighth-order Wuzong in less than a year. Even if Tang Huan was blocked on the ninth floor of the Jintan, it was not something Xuanfeng could win by saying that he won.
On the 9th floor of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan didn't notice the movement below.
Almost at the moment when he woke up, Tang Huan habitually sat cross-legged on the ground, then dismissed distractions, and began to summarize his own gains and losses in the illusory space.
He has not counted how many times he has failed. When he is hungry, he takes a "Round Melting Pill", and then keeps trying, failing, pondering, then trying again, failing again, and continuing to ponder... …Tang Huanyi never gets tired of this, repeating so constantly.
After almost every failure, it can last longer.
From the first time he entered the illusory space, he failed. In the end, he was able to support a dozen breaths, but even so, Tang Huan was still invincible.
Time flies like a flying shuttle, and the masters of the three races below continue to climb to a higher level of the golden altar.
Now, there are three people on the eighth floor of the Golden Altar. There are only seven on the seventh floor of the Golden Altar. There are as many as a dozen people on the sixth floor of the Golden Altar, and dozens of them on the fifth floor of the Golden Altar. people.
"I understand!"
Suddenly, on the ninth floor of the Golden Altar, Tang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and the joy between his eyebrows was almost uncontrollable. "It turns out that this is the'power' of the ninth-order martial sage. 'Positiveness' is naturally'momentum'. If the aura is strong enough, it can be used to overwhelm people. In the face of a strong aura, some weaker opponents may not even have the courage to act."
The next moment, Tang Huan couldn't help but grow up, and stretched out his arm toward the golden figure opposite.
But before his palm touched the wall, a white shadow suddenly appeared on the ninth floor of the Golden Altar. He was actually a man of the heavenly race with wings on his back and an extremely beautiful face. Immediately, he shouted ecstatically. The sound echoed: "The 9th floor of the Golden Altar, I finally came up!"