"Second-grade martial arts! Dacheng realm!"
On the side, Fang Hui's eyes widened and he looked shocked when he saw Fei Ren using his martial arts.
Back when he was the Iron Master, Fei Ren used this move to confront Wang Lingyun's King Kong Killer without losing any of his strength. Now, in just half a month, the power of Fei Ren's Hundred Snake Hands has improved again, reaching the level of great success. Realm, progress can be said to be rapid.
"Boom! Boom boom!"
Fang Shengli's elbow bones and fists hit the numerous snake shadows hard. The next moment, the billowing energy exploded, making a dull and loud noise, and Fang Shengli's body fell backwards in embarrassment, and finally fell heavily. Fall to the ground.
"Pfft!"
The body struggled to get up from the ground. The next moment, Fang Shengli's face turned pale, and at the same time he spat out a mouthful of strong blood. The energy fluctuations on his body also dropped to a level. It seemed that he had been unsatisfactory in this fight. Minor injuries.
"So strong! Even if I use all my strength, I can't be his opponent... Where did that guy Fang Hui find such a monster?" He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Fang Shengli no longer had the madness before. Arrogant and unruly, his face looked shocked, and the eyes he looked at Fei Ren across from him were full of fear.
"Accepted."
He easily defeated Fang Shengli with one move, but Fei Ren also handed him over with a humble attitude.
"I've told you, Brother Fei is very powerful. You are no match for him. Why bother asking for trouble..." Seeing Fang Shengli's unsurprising defeat, Fang Hui also jumped up and came to Fang Shengli's side gently helped him up, his tone helpless.
"Hahaha, I am happy to compete with a strong opponent, even if I lose. This is not a kind of training." After a long laugh, Fang Shengli also coughed up blood.
Although Fei Ren had deliberately shown mercy, the cultivation level of the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm was there after all. The Hundred Snake Shou was a second-level martial artist with considerable power, and Fang Shengli's Yuanli cultivation was only at the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm. It is simply difficult to resist, and injuries are inevitable.
"Brother Fei Ren, your strength is unpredictable. He must have reached the seventh level of the body refining realm?"
"With the help of my brother in this hunting conference, Fang Hui can be regarded as a big supporter. If nothing else happens, it shouldn't be a problem to reach the top ten in the final ranking. The hunting conference is held every three years, and the rewards for ranking in the top ten are... People are jealous..."
He took out a first-grade elixir from his arms and swallowed it. Fang Shengli slowly spoke, looking at Fang Hui with a hint of envy on his face.
Like Fang Hui, Fang Shengli also plans to participate in the hunting conference, but he has not found a suitable teammate yet. After all, the hunting conference determines points based on the number and level of monsters hunted. Individual actions are definitely not as good as collective action, regardless of combat strength. Or efficiency.
"Fortunately, with your cultivation at the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm, you are not considered weak in the Fang family, but your defense and speed are not very good. Although your offensive is overbearing, it is useless if you can't hit the enemy, and it will only be in vain. Consume energy..."
Nodding slightly, Fei Ren also pointed out Fang Shengli's weaknesses and said slowly.
Relying on the powerful suppression, Fei Ren did not avoid the opponent's attack in the previous confrontation. If it was a real life and death battle, even if Fang Shengli's attack was ten times more violent, it would be useless in front of him, and it would not be able to hit Fei Ren at all. It’s the difference in movement speed!
"Thank you for your advice, brother..."
Hearing this, Fang Shengli also took a deep breath, then bowed his hands in respect.
Now being easily defeated by Fei Ren, Fang Shengli is completely convinced and does not dare to challenge him anymore. After all, he is only at the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm, while Fei Ren's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm, which is enough to compete with him. Li Long of the Crazy Sword Clan, Xie Xuanzhi, the young master of the Xie family, and Fang Tianyi, the young leader of the Fang family.
"I had a battle with my brother earlier and I gained a lot from it. I apologize for being rude and take my leave first!"
After raising his hand again, Fang Shengli turned around and hurriedly left the courtyard. It seemed that he had gained a lot of martial arts insights from this battle.
"Brother Fei, I'm really sorry that this guy has disturbed your practice..."
After Fang Shengli left, Fang Hui also looked at Fei Ren beside him, with a hint of apology on his face.
"It doesn't matter, you are actually the same as him. Although you are a young master and a descendant of a branch, your talent is not weaker than that of other direct descendants of the Fang family."
"Princes and generals like Xiang Ning have the talent. Not everyone is born strong..."
Fei Ren gave Fang Hui a meaningful look and said calmly.
"Prince General Xiang Ning has the guts. Is this Brother Fei's martial arts... I understand..."
His eyes were thoughtful, and the next moment Fang Hui's eyes flashed with a hint of fire, and then he nodded slowly.
....
At dawn the next day, in the courtyard
"Happy Kill!"
I saw Fei Ren wearing a black robe, holding a bee bayonet tightly in the palm of his right hand, with all his energy flowing out. At this moment, he was practicing the Xiaoyao Sword Technique, and from time to time he swung out a series of cold and sharp snow-white sword auras, and the sword aura was everywhere. In the meantime, the wind was roaring all over dozens of feet, and the vegetation was shattered.
"receive!"
Another streak of snow-white sword energy was slashed, completely smashing a huge wooden pile in front of him and turning it into powder. Fei Ren slowly retracted the bee-sting knife and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"It's time to break through..."
The pupils of his eyes are piercing. After nearly a day of practice, he has completely consolidated the second-grade martial arts Xiaoyao Sword Technique to the Xiaocheng state. He has also practiced the Hundred Snake Hands to the perfect state, and his strength has improved a lot. Only Yuan Li has been cultivated. This area is still stagnant.
Fei Ren's Yuanli cultivation is at the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm, which is only one step away from the eighth level of the Body Refining Realm. These days, through practicing the Xuanwu Sutra of Immortality, his Dantian Yuanli has been gradually overflowing, but he is still short of the finishing touch.
As the ancients said, all that is needed is the east wind. Fei Ren still has twenty inferior yuan stones given by Li Long. They were thrown into the spiritual ring by him because of his practice of Xiaoyao Sword Technique and have not been used. This is what he needs "Dongfeng" who broke through the eighth level of the body refining realm!
"Xuanwu is the power, and you can achieve immortality...!"
He took out twenty low-grade Yuan Stones from the spiritual ring and slowly spread them in front of him. The next moment, Fei Ren also grabbed a low-grade Yuan Stone with both hands and immediately started the Xuanwu Immortality Sutra technique. After a while, Wisps of pure energy poured into his Dantian, and were finally absorbed by the Immortal Refining Cauldron.
The Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron is a unique immortal treasure in the world. It can refine all things for its own use, even Yuan Power is no exception. The pure Yuan Power contained in inferior Yuan Stones is not much, but after being devoured by the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron, After refining, it can feed back several times more pure energy.
Precisely because he held the Immortal Refining Divine Cauldron in his hand, Fei Ren was able to achieve successive breakthroughs in Yuanli cultivation. In just half a year, he went from an ordinary person with no power to bind a chicken to a warrior at the seventh level of the Body Refining Realm.
"Eighth level of body refining realm!"
I don't know how much time passed, but all twenty inferior Yuan stones were turned into powder. I saw that the Yuanli aura on Fei Ren's body was slowly rising, like a dragon hidden in the abyss. The next moment, he finally broke through the shackles and successfully entered the body refining realm. Eightfold.
"Finally a breakthrough...these inferior primeval stones were not in vain!"
After licking his dry lips, Fei Ren reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a hint of joy on his delicate face.
