Ying Tianjiao looked at Jiang Yan as if he were a fool. He sighed softly and said speechlessly, "Brother Jiang, which country are you from?"
"The higher the level of martial arts, the greater the difference in strength between warriors of different levels. This gap also makes it difficult or even very difficult to fight across levels."
"This is why warriors cannot fight across ranks."
Ying Tianjiao said, "So it is not wrong to say that warriors cannot fight across ranks."
"But fighting across steps is still possible, right?" Jiang Yan asked.
"That's true, but it's really difficult to fight beyond levels..." Ying Tianjiao said, "Physical realm, Qi realm, Dan realm, Talisman realm, Tribulation realm... Every major cultivation realm of human warriors has different cultivation methods. , and these skills are divided into four levels."
"If a warrior has been practicing high-level martial arts since the beginning of his martial arts journey, his foundation will become stronger and stronger. Every time he advances to a level, his strength will be several times higher than that of warriors of the same level. Then he can fight beyond the level, and It’s not something impossible.”
"Thank you for clarifying my doubts." Jiang Yan thanked him seriously. These questions may be just common sense to Ying Tianjiao, but they are very precious to Jiang Yan. Ying Tianjiao's words cleared up Jiang Yan's doubts.
In the future, he will continue to practice super-grade exercises to lay a stronger foundation for his own martial arts.
In this way, if one day he can reach the pinnacle of martial arts, he will also be the leader in this realm.
…
In the following period, Jiang Yan and the others successively eliminated the remaining teams of two Flying Eagle Bandits.
The Flying Eagle bandits usually burned, killed, and looted, making them rich. Jiang Yan wiped them out and made a small fortune.
At dusk, the sun was fading, and Jiang Yan waited for the news of the retreat. This mission was finally over.
…
Yingjia Bieyuan.
"Tianjiao, what's wrong with you?" Ying Hongmei brought the food and sat across from Ying Tianjiao.
She looked at Ying Tianjiao with concern in her eyes.
After Ying Tianjiao came home tonight, he had been looking gloomy and had a hint of twilight in his body.
This made her a little confused. Ying Tianjiao was so talented that he broke through the Gang Qi realm in one fell swoop and gained the attention of his family. He should be high-spirited.
Did something special happen today that hit him?
She decided to ask him why, comfort him, and feed him chicken soup.
"Hey, sister, I want to change my name..." Ying Tianjiao sighed and said, "What do you think of the name Ying Tianjiao?"
Genius and genius... don't they mean the same thing? Ying Hong's eyebrows showed confusion, and a big question mark appeared on her forehead.
Ying Tianjiao smiled sadly, and then he took a deep breath.
There was determination in his eyes again. Today, although he was severely hit by Jiang Yan, his motivation to practice was even greater.
"Hmph..." Ying Tianjiao took a swig of wine and thought to himself, "Jiang Yan can fight across the steps, so can I!"
"After the trip to Luocang Secret Realm is over, I will return to Yehuai immediately. I need more experience and more training resources."
Seeing Ying Tianjiao's changing expression, Ying Hongmei was completely confused.
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night.
Yang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, still confused.
"Am I Emperor Zun?"
"Am I reincarnated now?"
"One day, I will reach the top again?"
Sighing, Yang Yan smiled bitterly. This dream was too real, and the scenes in the dream were too grand, making him really feel like he had a previous life.
He was still a super strong man in his previous life.
"The Immortal World of Wind, the Eighteenth Era, the Gate of Eternal Life, the True Weapon of Forging the Dao..."
Even the most thoughtful writers in Luocang City would not dare to write a script like this.
Shaking his head slightly, Yang Yan closed his eyes again. He hoped not to have similar dreams again. He would have to carry a big bag tomorrow.
He is just an ordinary grain store worker, not an emperor.
Then, half an hour later, Yang Yan woke up again.
The confusion in his eyes was even worse.
He had a dream again, and it was still the dream before. In the dream, he was a peerless strong man standing proudly in the long river of time, commanding the stars, and his eyes could destroy galaxies.
"Maybe... it's true?"
Yang Yan felt lucky. If possible, he would indeed be the reincarnation of the powerful man in his dream.
Thinking like this, he was looking forward to entering this dreamland again.
As he thought, Yang Yan continued to dream.
In the dream, Yang Yan was sitting on the top of Daluo, with bright eyes.
Beside him, two people stood silently, one was tall, and there was a large black bow floating above his head. When the bow string vibrated, the entire space rippled slightly.
The second person was a young man with a handsome face. He just carried a snow-white sword on his back and looked ahead from a distance, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.
On the distant sky, layers of ugly cracks appeared, the space shattered, and groups of black shadows emerged.
This is their enemy, the destroyer of worlds...the Shadow Fiend.
The three of them were speechless, and immediately flew up, killing the densely packed shadow demons in the distance.
Yang Yan is bloody and crazy. He is very strong, but there are too many enemies.
In the end, after Yang Yan killed hundreds of millions of shadow demons with one punch, he finally ran out of energy and his body was torn to pieces by the shadow demons that surrounded him.
"What a dream that makes people yearn for." With the last trace of consciousness, Yang Yan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. In reality, he is an ordinary ordinary person, but here, he is a powerful man who dominates the situation.
This feeling is not bad.
Uh-huh!
Yang Yan woke up again, but as soon as he regained consciousness, he felt severe pain sweeping through his body.
It hurt so much, it felt like my body was being torn apart.
This was not an illusion. Yang Yan's relatively strong body was now covered with dense cracks, and blood gushed out, turning the quilt red.
"I..." Yang Yan opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. Blood was also flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Crackling!
Not just his flesh and skin, his bones, organs, everything about him was cracking.
The injury in the dream became reality, Yang Yan's entire body became fragments, and the fragments split again until they turned into blood foam.
…
"Qing Qing, let's play hide and seek together."
In the barnyard, a group of children shouted loudly to the little girls in shabby clothes. Their voices were very sincere.
Together they invite Ji Qingqing to play games together.
This is something Ji Qingqing doesn't dare to think about, but she longs for. Her family is very poor, and she doesn't have any clothes that are too clean. She usually wears shabby clothes.
The friends don't like her very much.
"Is it really possible?"
"Really...can we play together?" she asked repeatedly.
"Of course..." the friends shouted back, "We are good friends..."
"Of course good friends want to play together. Come on, let's hide and seek together."
good friend.
hide and seek.
Ji Qingqing's eyes lit up, she gently gathered her braids, and quickly ran into the group of friends.
The entire threshing floor was filled with joyful sounds.
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