The God of War Challenging Heaven

Shizhou's face was clear. After all, he was a little afraid of being a princess of peace. He didn't dare to do it again.

In other words, Shizhou came to Yang Shiqi lazily and his eyes were hot. Princess Yang Shiqibi is no less despicable than Princess Ping, but has no princess identity, which makes Shizhou a little less worried.

“If you touch one of her fingers, I'll put you on the ground and you won't be able to climb for three days! ”

A faint voice, coming from Yang Shiqi's side, Xu Xu Xu.

Shizhou suddenly noticed that Yang Shiqi was standing beside him and a rather handsome teenager. The slight words came from the mouth of that handsome teenager.

The clouds of the teenager's face were faint, and there was an obvious contempt between the eyebrows!

“Boy, that's arrogant. ”

Shizhou forked his hands and waist, and looked slightly surprised at Qin Yi.

A new introductory disciple around, watching this scene, suddenly turned a little fanatical, and even some rubbed their hands in a dark excitement.

Qin Yi's strength, these newly introduced disciples are all in the mind. In the second level of the entrance examination, "Copper Man Closed”, defeating the top nine copper men in a row, only losing the last copper man at all costs. Such strength, defeating Shizhou, should not be a big problem.

Even the noble Princess of Peace, Soo Mi's eyes, were slightly bright, delicate and hidden with a delightful smile.

“Go to war, defeat him! Start with our new entrance disciples so they know we're not bullied. ”

Many of the newly introduced disciples, with a strong cry in their hearts, for a moment only felt the blood boiling in their bodies.

“I was born with such arrogance! ”

Qin Yi smiled faintly and looked at Shizhou, still a light cloud wind.

Mm-hmm.

That's arrogant!

Everyone in the room was staring.

Shizhou's corner of mouth, smoked lightly, his face gradually appeared defiled, but he acutely noticed that Qin Yi and Yang Shiqi's body had a subtle breath.

Especially the silver-haired teenager next to him, with a smile on his mouth, but in his eyes, a wild battle burned.

“Boy, you want to start with the new disciples, right? All right, we'll see. I'll step on you later! ”

After all, Shizhou had some consternation with Qin Yi and the three of them. After abandoning this remark, they left angrily.

He speculated that he could easily defeat Qin Yi, Qin Yi's cultivation was not high, he could feel it, but to fight Qin Yi, Yang Shiqi and Long Yan, he had some uncertainty, especially the dragon flame, all over his body, hidden a crazy smell, he felt that this person was a bit of a mess.

“Er...”

Seeing Shizhou leave, everyone was disappointed for a while. It was a shame. I wanted to take a good look at the scene of Shizhou being beaten up. Who thought, this Shizhou actually had some vigilance and walked away.

“Qin Yi, why did you let him go? It would be nice to give him a good lecture. ”

Feng Yu came to Qin Yi, and his heart said unwillingly.

He was first among the new disciples, but he had to admit that his strength was far less than that of Qin Yi.

Qin Yi smiled slightly and didn't say much. He stopped staying and turned back to his house.

The collision with Shizhou just now, he didn't pay attention, these are normal phenomena, no matter which sect, just when you enter, you will be oppressed by some old disciples.

When I first entered the Spirit Feather Gate in the past, Guangyong Gao also wanted to do everything possible to oppress and humiliate myself.

His goal was to suppress the pastoral fields, even the "Baixian” real person, and eventually rush to the Holy See in Kyushu. He wouldn't even care about people like Shizhou who didn't even count as characters.

After exhaling gently, Qin Yi began to prepare for training.

He first transferred the two martial arts of "Lingfeng Palm" and "Jinggang Heart Scripture" and carefully practiced them.

"Lingfeng Palm", is an amazing advanced martial arts, if practicing the fourth, the palm can smash the boulder, cut people apart, and the palm can break the space of five lengths.

The Vajra Sutra is also a pretty good defensive martial arts school. If it cultivates the peak of the fifth kingdom, it is full of steel. Even if it is thrown into lava to smelt for a thousand years, it will still not melt.

Today, Qin Yi is also practicing the First Half of the Four Kingdoms of the Vajra. If he perfectly practises the Fourth Kingdoms, he completely ignores the attacks below the Gendo, and his body can block a million armies without damaging them.

However, the Vajra Heart Book is extremely difficult to cultivate. It is purely the melting of the body with the Xuan Qi, the pain of being smelted, absolutely superior to purgatory.

Qin Yi first transferred "Lingfeng Palm" out to practice. After silently remembering "Lingfeng Palm" 's cultivation mindset several times, he began to stand up, came to the center of the stone house, and began to practice on that palm trajectory.

The magic miracle is not small enough for the disciples to live in the stone house, enough to practice mastery or boxing inside, and the stone wall can resist as long as the exercise is not too intense and the energy wave emitted.

“Drink!”

Qin Yi earnestly practiced "Cold Wind Palm" with an eye and a scrupulous eye.

His figure is like a leopard, he is extremely fast, his palm is like a knife, his palm is quite sharp, if it is not a stone house, then his palm is sharp, I fear it will simply crumble the house.

“Fantasy style! ”

“Phantom Rain! ”

“Fantasy Thunder! ”

“Extinction! ”

Qin Yi rehearsed the four main moves of "Lingfeng Palm" over and over again, tirelessly. Every time a pattern is struck, the corresponding effect will be produced.

Phantom wind type, a large wind blade; Phantom rain type, a powerful blade in which large amounts of rain gather; Phantom thunder type, in space, unprovoked thunder sounds; Phantom type, a large, extinct gray palm shadow.

After practicing more than a dozen times, Qin Yi feels powerful and powerful.

“Phew…”

After nearly a hundred refinements, Qin Yi finally stopped practicing and felt full of strength.

The Art of Return is an assisted martial arts study that restores health and repairs health. Today, he has cultivated this assisted martial arts to recover the energy consumed in an instant. At this moment, he rehearsed "Wind Palm" hundreds of times, but still didn't feel a little tired.

“If I continue to practice at this rate, within a month, I should be able to practice Windclaw to the fourth place. ”

Qin Yi speculated that he was satisfied with the speed of such cultivation.

Far back, he remembered Makita.

“I wonder how many times Makita has practiced" Lingfeng Palm "martial arts? ”

Qin Yi frowned slightly.

He estimated that the last time he suppressed his death with a wind clap and entered the miracle fairy trail, he defeated himself with a "wind clap" again to recover the scene, fearing that he would not give up "wind clap", still practicing wildly.

Now, there are real people who say, "Baixian," and the progress of Makita is only a thousand miles a day.

After shaking his head, Qin Yi threw these confused thoughts away. After fixing his mind, he didn't relax and started practicing the Vajra Sutra.

As he slowly fluctuated his inner qi, running along the cultivating mind method of "Vajra Heart Knot", his body, gradually became red, as if a fire furnace, lit in his body, smelted his body.

Soon, his whole body became reddish.

“Ah!”

Qin Yi couldn't help screaming out loud, her body endured the extreme pain of smelting, and she burst out with beans and sweat beads.

For two whole hours, Qin Yi really couldn't hold on, stopped practicing, and felt the pain of reaching the limit.

On his watch, there appeared a hidden statue of Buddha, cast like gold, with a faint golden light.

After several times of vanishing, the golden Buddha statue disappeared.

“Nice.”

Feeling his physical defense, he crossed a few points again. Qin Yi's heart was slightly happy.

“Praise the Father. ”

Qin Yi's cultivation is still not over. He also praised the great god of the "Praise Father's Step". The speed left over from the cultivation was abandoned and transferred out for cultivation.

Today's "Praise the Father", he has touched the field of success, but has not yet truly entered the realm of success, the law of the world, only to break fast, he wants to try to take this speed martial arts, cultivate to the limit, to reach a true transient.

He found an object of five kilograms, tied to his legs, and went out of the stone house, ready to practice through the moonlight.

Like Tianxing Mansion, this miracle fairy's new entrance to the disciples resides outside and is a huge martial arts field to facilitate disciples' cultivation.

“Here we go!”

Qin Yi took a deep breath and started running.

On both legs, a whole 5,000 kilograms of stuff was tied together. If it was a normal person, it was estimated that it would be difficult to start, but Qin Yi was different. Before he could do it again, he had successfully cultivated the "Praise Father's Step".

“Whoops!” “Whoo! ” ……

Qin Yi ran forward. Although he had cultivated "Praise for Father's Walk" to the full realm, his legs, bound to something of 5,000 kg, such a load also allowed him to run, very hard.

Over time, Qin Yi felt only his legs, as if they were a diamond, and his whole body of bones almost needed to be scattered.

“Hold on, I have to hold on! ”

Qin Yi bit his teeth and ran around the huge martial arts field.

One, two, three, four, five...

When he ran to the tenth lap, Qin Yi's speed finally got faster, between his legs, with endless strength.

Running for thirty laps, Qin Yi fell flashly and gasped heavily. His health reached its limit and he was sweating like rain.

The Ancillary Martial Arts of Fate is rapidly replenishing the health he consumes.

“My speed has clearly improved, but there is still a gap between what is really a transient shift and what needs to be practiced in the future. ”

Qin Yi calmly analyzed.

He speculated that within the five-length range, starting and then reaching the destination directly, without process, it was not a real transient, it was just a transient illusion.

Real transients must reach a minimum of fifty lengths.

He's still a long way from this height.

“This kid is quite bitter...”