An hour later, Yun Que's consciousness returned to his original form, and the final step of impacting the seventh-grade Concentrating Bone was completely completed.
Yun Que lay quietly on the bed, feeling the seventh-grade Qi flowing through his body.
This time it was completely successful.
He became a true seventh-grade god-refining realm warrior.
But what makes Yun Que helpless is that he can't move!
There was no feeling in his whole body, as if someone had broken all the bones in his body.
Or the kind that breaks into pieces!
Every bone in the body was filled with the feeling of cracking, and the pain was excruciating.
Yun Que resisted and did not faint again.
The cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping like rain.
After lying down for a long time, Yun Que was able to lift one hand.
The physical pain is unavoidable after the demon soul condenses into its bones.
Yun Que didn't regret it at all, let alone didn't care. Instead, he was overjoyed.
What does the mere suffering of the physical body mean? What you get will be a tyrannical physical body that no one can match!
Yun Que could already feel the toughness of the bones condensed by the demon soul, which was definitely far superior to that of a seventh-level demon beast.
"The bones of a sixth-level monster are equivalent to a fifth-level golden body!"
Yun Que let out a hoarse but firm whisper.
Fighting monsters with bare hands is difficult even for sixth-grade Grandmaster realm warriors, only fifth-grade Golden Body realm warriors can do it.
The Golden Body Realm, as the name suggests, has an indestructible body!
The fifth-grade golden body is an extremely tyrannical realm. The fifth-grade martial artist has a physical strength comparable to that of the demon clan, and his combat power is extremely astonishing.
Yun Que is only at the seventh level, so naturally he cannot reach the fifth level's combat power, but his physical strength at this moment is already equivalent to the fifth level golden body level.
This is a talent that only Yun Que can possess.
The benefits of dual souls!
Of course, Yun Que is still far from being a fifth-grade warrior. Yun Que cannot possess the golden body warrior's rapid recovery ability and super combat power now.
Lying on the bed, Yun Que used his strong perseverance to endure pain that ordinary people could not imagine.
As time passed, Yun Que found that the pain of the demon soul's bones began to lessen.
A strange feeling arises from the top of my skull.
It's like a cool breeze spreading over the top of your head.
This coolness traveled from head to toe on every bone, like a spring water, gradually extinguishing the pain caused by the demon soul's bone condensation.
Yun Que felt very comfortable, lazy and sleepy.
Soon Yun Que woke up with a start.
He thought it was an illusion caused by the pain of the demon soul's bones gradually disappearing, but upon closer inspection, he found that it was not the case.
Every bone in his body still contains explosive power, which has not dissipated at all.
And another feeling like a clear spring also exists in every bone, coexisting with the exploding power.
In addition to his own soul-condensed bones and demon soul-condensed bones, there seemed to be a third force that helped Yun Que soothe the severe pain left on his bones.
"What's the point!"
Yun Que muttered to himself: "Do I still have a third soul?"
After saying this, Yun Que himself felt funny.
A body with two souls is rare and weird enough. How can there be a creature with three souls coexisting in the world.
No longer thinking about it, Yun Que freed his mind and rested quietly.
Turning around, we arrived at the three-day appointment for a gambling fight.
The square in front of the gate of Yanwu Hall is crowded with people!
The gambling fight between the students of Baihua Palace and the students of Yanwu Palace has spread throughout the academy.
There is no shortage of spectators anywhere, and Tianqi Academy is no exception.
This gambling battle attracted thousands of students. Everyone wanted to see what talent came out of Baihua Palace and dared to challenge a group of martial artists from Yanwu Palace.
In Tianqi Academy, the martial arts hall is the place where most fights occur.
While walking on the road, if students from other schools see people from the Yanwu Hall, most of them will choose to avoid them.
It's not that I'm afraid of not being able to beat him, but I'm afraid of being disturbed.
One word, annoying!
The martial artists in the Yanwu Hall were vulgar and aggressive, and they often spoke dirty words. They often provoked students from other schools. If others didn't hit them, they would start scolding them as harshly as they wanted.
So one year, thousands of students jointly submitted a proposal to the Academy, demanding that the Martial Arts Hall be cancelled. They believed that the martial artists in the Martial Arts Hall did not understand what knowledge was and were all cowards and unworthy of studying in the Academy.
The students who signed the petition had all been beaten by the martial artists of the Martial Arts Hall, and the suggestions made by them were not likely to be adopted by the Academy.
The Tianqi Academy founded by the saint originally had twelve halls. Who would dare to cancel one hall easily.
The most attractive part of this gambling fight is Yunque's identity as a student of Baihua Palace.
Normally, in other academy halls, when seeing martial artists from the Martial Arts Hall, they would walk around, but this time someone dared to take the initiative to bet and fight. Everyone was curious about who Yun Que was.
The square had been filled with students since the morning, and Li Gu was waiting among the crowd with confidence.
Until dinner started at noon, Yun Que didn't appear.
The most anxious thing is Mei Qian.
He bet all his wealth on Yun Que to win. If Yun Que didn't come, his three hundred taels of silver would be wasted.
Mei Qian was anxious and went directly to Baihua Palace.
After asking someone to inquire, he learned that Yun Que lived in the west building, so Mei Qian strode down to the west building.
He was about to step in to find Yun Que, but suddenly his steps stopped.
An old, deep voice came to my ears.
"Get out of here, quickly!"
Mei Qian did not hesitate, turned around in front of the West Tower, pretended to be taking a walk, and walked out of the Baihua Palace in a hurry.
Not long after he left, Mr. Mo's figure floated down from upstairs like a ghost.
The skeleton-like Mr. Mo stood deep in the hall, looking at Mei Qian who was going away, his eyes like two will-o'-the-wisps, with a trace of doubt on his face.
Far away from the Baihua Palace, Mei Qian stood in an empty pavilion and whispered:
"Didn't you say that when it comes to the academy, I won't contact you easily? Why did you speak first?"
"Where did you go just now?" said the old voice.
"What happened to the west tower of Baihua Palace?" Mei Qian asked doubtfully.
"There is an aura in that building that makes me uneasy. Please do not approach it in the future." The old voice warned.
"Is it Yun Que?" Mei Qian asked.
"It's not that kid, it's a very old spirit. It's very strong. If I approach rashly, the other party may notice my presence." The old voice became deeper and deeper.
"I understand, I will never go to Baihua Palace again." Mei Qian nodded.
"Wait! Why is that boy Yun Que also in the academy?" The old voice suddenly became confused.
"It should be the recommendation of Princess Lingyun. That guy has been escorting the princess to the academy on the same day as me." Mei Qian said.
"Is it him who knocked on the breastplate two days ago?" the old voice asked.
"Other than him, who can touch me?" Mei Qian said helplessly.
"How many times have I told you, stay away from that kid! Nothing good will happen if you get close to him! This is Tianqi Academy, and there are many strong people. I can't easily let my senses out, so you can take care of yourself!"
After saying that, the old man's voice disappeared completely.
Mei Qian grinned, looking helpless.
He knew why the old man was angry. He was practicing in seclusion in the breast mirror. Yun Que smashed it twice in the Yanwu Palace School last time, which would have shocked anyone.
It's like sleeping soundly when someone suddenly knocks on the door.
Not finding Yun Que, Mei Qian had no choice but to return to the Martial Arts Hall in despair.
Mei Qian didn't dare to enter the west building, but some people didn't care.
Tu Su and Man Shen swung their arms and rushed into the west building. After searching around, they finally found Yun Que in a room.
"Yun Que! Why are you still sleeping? Today is the day for your competition! You won't forget it, right?" Tu Su said.
"Of course I haven't forgotten. I can't get up now." Yun Que said.
Although there is no pain in my body, I have not yet regained full consciousness. I can only move my two arms and cannot stand up at all.
"Injured?" Man Shen said.
"I fell down and hurt my waist." Yun Que said perfunctorily.
"You fell down after a somersault? You Jin people are too brittle!" Tu Su said proudly: "We prairie people wrestle and fight every day, so just take a nap!"
"That's why you are the profuse sweater." Yun Que said.
"Of course, no one in the Sky Eagle Division can beat me! Oh, by the way, you have to compete! I borrowed five taels of silver to bet, so don't embarrass our Baihua Palace!" Tu Su said.
"Of course I have to compete. Find a stretcher and carry me to the martial arts hall." Yun Que said.
Reputation doesn't matter, a thousand taels of silver cannot be lost.
Man Shen worriedly said: "How can you fight like this? Something will happen. Otherwise, don't go."
"It's okay, I can fight with one hand." Yun Que said.
The two quickly found a stretcher and carried Yun Que out of the west building.
When passing by the south building, Yun Que saw Qiong Wu again. He stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen someone fighting while lying down?"
After Yun Que finished speaking, Qiong Wu's eyes seemed to be on fire and he gritted his teeth.
The novelty of carrying a stretcher for a gambling fight attracted a crowd of Baihua Palace students. Hundreds of people followed the stretcher, all wanting to go to the Yanwu Palace to watch the fun.
Fights between warriors happened every day in the academy, and it was not unusual.
Those who carry stretchers to fights are the only ones in the academy for thousands of years.
Qiongwu stood at the door of the south building for a long time, stamped her feet fiercely, and followed the crowd towards the martial arts hall.
She wanted to see Yun Que beaten half to death to relieve her anger.
"He is physically disabled but has a strong will. At first glance, he is a mentally tough person. It would be a pity not to learn Shinto."
Jian Pingzhi muttered something and followed him to the Martial Arts Hall to watch the excitement. Anyway, he didn't have any students, so he was very free every day.
When Yun Que appeared outside the Yanwu Hall, countless students around him started to boil.
The reason for the excitement was not the upcoming fight, but the fact that Yun Que was being carried on a stretcher.
Discussions arose one after another.
"You dare to fight even if you can't stand up. There are really all kinds of people in the world."
"I'm not afraid of being beaten to death, so I'm trying to be a hero!"
"This is called having credibility. If you make a promise, you have to crawl to get it."
"There are people out there who dare to fight while lying on a stretcher! Well done!"
"Is there anyone else sitting in the bank? This time, God of Yili Valley wins!"
"The betting has ended a long time ago! If I had known how bad the people at Baihua Palace were, I should have bet on Li Gu to win. Now, twenty taels are wasted!"
After separating the crowd, Tu Su and Man Shen carried Yun Que into a martial arts arena, where Li Guzheng stood opposite with a carefree face, full of disdain.
Yun Que asked Tu Su to find two pieces of wood and set up the stretcher at an angle so that he could almost stand.
When the work was finished, Tu Su said with a strange expression:
"Loose quickly, you're a man, there's no shame in losing!"
Yun Que said suspiciously: "Why do you expect me to lose? Didn't you borrow five taels of silver to bet that I would win?"
"Um... I did borrow five taels of silver, but I pledged the plowed grain, hehe." Tu Su scratched his head and said.
At this time, Mei Qian came over, frowned and whispered: "What did you do? Are you injured like this?"
"It's a long story. Lend me your knife." Yun Que said.
Before Mei Qian could speak, someone next to him shouted loudly: "Use my knife!"
