All 360 acupoints all over his body were opened, and with a huge force of three thousand kilograms, Yang Feng's body crackled like fried beans.
"Mortal Qi?! Damn it, I really let this guy's physical body break through to the mortal realm."
Mo Xiaosheng was the first to react. In an instant, a meridian was opened in Yang Feng's body. The mortal body needs to open twelve meridians in the human body to store mortal energy and accumulate strength.
"war!"
At this moment, Yang Feng's physical body has broken through to the first level of the mortal body, and his arms have a huge strength of three thousand kilograms, making him invincible in close combat.
With a loud shout, he came to Mo Xiaosheng in an instant, twisted up the opponent's sleeves, and punched him without hesitation.
After Mo Xiaosheng, who was at the ninth level of the mortal body, was approached by Yang Feng, who was at the first level of the mortal body, there was almost no room for resistance.
Even though the ninth level of the physical realm is only one step away from the first level of the mortal body, the combat power between the two is vastly different.
At the first level of the mortal body realm, a meridian has been opened, which can be used to store mortal energy. Transforming the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into mortal energy is the symbol of the mortal body realm.
As for the physical realm, the acupoints all over the body are opened, and then used to store the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, thereby increasing strength. The ninth level of the physical realm only has a strength of one thousand kilograms, but after breaking through the mortal realm, the physical strength can reach three thousand kilograms.
To put it bluntly, three people at the ninth level of the mortal body may not be the opponent of a person at the first level of the mortal body.
Mo Xiaosheng was punched dozens of meters away by Yang Feng, "Ahem, what a strong force."
This punch made Mo Xiaosheng's whole body full of blood, but his body did not suffer serious damage.
"Damn it! You're not even going to die?"
"The squad leader is in the mortal realm, and one punch can have a force of three thousand kilograms. Mo Xiaosheng only suffered some superficial injuries. This is incredible."
"Don't forget, Mo Xiaosheng is also a physical practitioner, and a ninth-level physical practitioner in the physical realm. It is expected that he can block the squad leader's punch."
…
Seeing Mo Xiaosheng who just coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, all the freshmen started talking.
"Yo! You still resist the beating, come again!"
Yang Feng took a quick step and came to Mo Xiaosheng. He waved his fist again and punched Mo Xiaosheng in the heart.
Seeing that Yang Feng's punch was about to burst out with blood, a miracle happened.
A purple light shield emerged out of thin air to protect Mo Xiaosheng.
Yang Feng punched the purple light shield hard, like a cow entering a sea of mud, without causing any ripples.
"Yueying, is that you?"
Mo Xiaosheng had already resigned himself to being eliminated, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yueying would appear to save him at the critical moment.
"The ninth level of Qi training, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."
A beautiful figure appeared not far from Mo Xiaosheng.
"Hmph! The haunting woman."
Gu Qianqian took a sip.
"Wow! Jiang Yueying, the number one genius in magic cultivation."
"What do you think is the relationship between Jiang Yueying and this crazy cultivator?"
Kuangxiu, Mo Xiaosheng's famous name, everyone knows about it.
"I don't know what the relationship is. I only know that if our squad leader can eliminate these two people today, we will be famous throughout the deserted city."
"That's right, that crazy cultivator was boasted to be so expressive, yet he was defeated at the hands of our squad leader."
…
The three of them were hostile to each other. Seeing that the war was about to break out, Jiang Yueying said, "Let's go."
Mo Xiaosheng said nothing, but stared at Yang Feng intently.
"Remember my name, Kuangxiu, Mo Xiaosheng."
After that, he left with Jiang Yueying and Yu Jian.
"Xiao Fengzi, that woman is very special. Don't hold back next time you meet her."
Gu Qianqian spoke directly. It was the first time for Yang Feng to hear Gu Qianqian say such words.
"Sister Qian, don't worry, that woman is no match for me. As for that crazy cultivator, he will be eliminated next time we meet."
The physical body broke through the mortal realm, and Yang Xinxin's heart skyrocketed. Since he broke through the mortal realm first, it would be easy to beat Mo Xiaosheng by raising his cultivation level.
On Mo Xiaosheng's side, he had been silent since he left. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out where Yang Feng came from.
It was so powerful that it was incomprehensible. The broken sword in his hand was at least a top-grade treasure, or even a low-grade spiritual weapon.
The armor on his body can be used to carve inscriptions, and the lowest is a spiritual armor.
The academy for cultivating immortals is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
"What? You lose confidence after one failure? Or is your reputation as a 'crazy cultivator' something others only touted?"
Jiang Yueying glanced at Mo Xiaosheng, who was worried.
"Yueying, I'm not decadent. I'm just thinking about how to defeat the guy named Yang Feng next time."
Mo Xiaosheng has been thinking about the gap between him and Yang Feng.
He is a demon cultivator in the early solid stage, so it is not impossible to fight beyond the level.
Why did he lose to Yang Feng? Although Yang Feng broke through to the mortal realm, it was not said that he was beaten by Yang Feng and had no power to fight back.
"It's okay if he doesn't, Yang Feng. We don't need to worry about him for now. Someone will take care of him. Our top priority now is to improve his cultivation."
After saying that, Jiang Yueying left alone.
"Yang Feng, this revenge will be repaid a hundred times in the future."
Looking at the direction where Jiang Yueying was leaving, Mo Xiaosheng whispered something into the air, then turned and left in the opposite direction.
At this time, Xiang Hao learned that Yang Feng actually defeated Mo Xiaosheng, the 'crazy cultivator', and was frightened. He was a ruthless person from the 'crazy cultivator' demon cultivating school. He was in the early stage of the solid state, and even the ninth level of physical cultivator in the physical state. , among all the new students in the entire deserted city, they are among the best.
Even such an out-and-out ruthless person was defeated by Yang Feng with one punch. He, Xiang Hao, was just a monk at the sixth level of the Qi training stage, an upper-middle class monk.
If Yang Feng came to visit him now, his free and unrestrained life would be over.
"Auntie, Yang Feng has already..."
"I know, don't worry, this Yang Feng will never be Zhan Nu's opponent."
War Slave is the masterpiece of a puppet master.
"That's good, Yang Feng must die, and then his woman...hehehe, I will accept it."
Xiang Hao showed an extremely vulgar smile, and then laughed out loud.
"Idiot! What kind of woman does it take to become a strong man? Give me some time to practice."
Fu Yu's voice sounded like a shrew at this moment.
As night falls, Yang Feng and others rarely conflict with the Blood Cloak because of their small number.
Until dawn, a figure appeared beside Yang Feng and others.
A 'new student' with dull eyes and almost numbness suddenly made a sudden attack, fast, accurate, and ruthless, as if he had made precise calculations.
One punch can determine life or death!
Yang Feng had no time to dodge, so he could only resist with his physical body.
With just one punch, Yang Feng was knocked away and knocked down onto a rock, his body dented a few inches.
Yang Feng's whole body was beaten to pieces.
"Ninth level of mortal body?!"
Such appalling power made even Yang Feng frightened. A strong man whose physical strength reached the ninth level of the mortal body was hiding beside him in obscurity, as if waiting for him to relax his vigilance and then kill him with a fatal blow.
"Who are you?"
I can't stand it! This boss at the ninth level of mortal body actually carried out a sneak attack. Good boy, you, you don’t have martial ethics.
"Xiao Fengzi, are you seriously injured?"
Gu Qianqian moved slightly and came to Yang Feng's side, and then protected Yang Feng behind her like an old hen protecting her chicks.
"Ahem, I'm still breathing heavily."
Yang Feng couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spat out a mouthful of blood. He, a first-level mortal, was attacked by a ninth-level mortal. Others would have been eliminated.
But his injuries were not serious. He had countless broken ribs, and now he could hardly move his whole body.
"Are you mute? What secrets are you hiding in our Swordsmanship Class 1?"
This man was like a puppet on strings, and suddenly a ghost figure came to fight Gu Qianqian closely.
In the treasure hall of Zhuxian University, Principal Li Wei looked at the war slave on the 'screen' with his brows furrowed.
War slaves are the major of students from the Puppet Department of Zhuxian University, but if you want to create a war slave, not only do you need to consume a lot of materials, but the made war slave needs to be activated by spiritual stones.
This kind of consumption is simply not affordable for any freshmen. What’s more, freshmen haven’t taken professional courses yet, so how can they be self-taught?
"The war slaves are all out. It seems that some of us want to seek personal gain and commit fraud. Xiaoxuan, I will leave this matter to you. Remember, once found out, no matter who did it, he will be severely punished! "
Then Li Wei shot a line of mysterious energy towards the 'screen'.
In the deserted city, at the door of Changji Baozi Shop, Gu Qianqian was approached by a war slave and was about to die.
boom!
The war slave was cut in half, a perfect cut, and not a drop of blood was shed from this body.
"Kyanite, Xuanjing, tsk tsk! It seems like you are being targeted, Mr. Yang."
Canxian also smacked his lips. Although these materials were not rare, they were not within the reach of Yang Feng now.
To be able to refine a war slave, the opponent's cultivation level must be at least the Golden Core level, otherwise it would not be possible to refine it.
"Old man, who was helping me just now?"
After Yang Feng broke through to the mortal realm, he began to practice the "Chaos Body Refining Technique". Just when his life and death were at stake, he noticed a slight spatial fluctuation.
If you weren't paying attention, you would definitely think it was a gust of wind. Unfortunately, after practicing the "Chaos Body Refining Technique", the perception of Yang Feng's various organs has been greatly improved.
"Hey! His perception is pretty good! But that person's cultivation can be regarded as the top expert in this world. If my prediction is correct, he should be your principal."
Canxian also looked surprised. He had a slight perception of the person who had taken action just now. His cultivation level was around the Tribulation Stage, but there was a vague energy fluctuation.
"Principal? What kind of cultivation is he?"
Yang Feng asked with a curious look on his face. The speed of the move was extremely invisible, and he was just trying to make a rough guess.
"Boy Yang, knowing too much is not good for you. What you have to do now is to practice quickly."
After saying that, Canxian went to absorb vitality to replenish his body. There was nothing he could do, his body was weak and he needed to replenish himself.
"Xiao Fengzi, you, you don't want to die!"
"Oooh, don't die!"
Because Yang Feng suffered severe injuries in many parts of his body, he simply lay on the ground with his eyes closed to rest, and then communicated with Canxian. Gu Qianqian, who had just recovered from the incident of the war slave being beheaded, saw Yang Feng lying on the ground with his eyes closed tightly. Yang Feng mistakenly thought that Yang Feng had returned to the west.
"Sister Qian, why are you crying? I, am I not okay?"
