Fang Heng frowned. In his imagination, Huang Ling should have wanted to skin him, but he didn't expect Huang Ling to leave like this.
"That's all, she doesn't cause trouble for me, and I don't cause trouble for her." Shaking his head, Fang Heng didn't want to think too much. From this look, Huang Ling's status was unusual. Those young people with good cultivation seemed to think that She is the Lord.
"A noble status can indeed help people in their cultivation, but at the same time, it can also encourage undue pride." Fang Heng said secretly, "Both have advantages and disadvantages. I don't have a noble status, but I am confident that I will surpass all the children from aristocratic families.”
Fists clenched, Fang Heng's eyes were firm. He had found his own path in martial arts, and he naturally had no envy for that illusory identity.
Taking steps forward, Fang Heng quickly walked towards the Zhenwu Sect. As soon as the gatekeeper saw that he was coming, he gave way without saying a word. Fang Heng's reputation had long been spread within the gate. When he was able to enter the gate, he was the gatekeeper. Disciple, how dare they offend the noble concubine who is so popular among the noble families
All the way back to his room, Fang Heng took a quick shower, changed his clothes, and walked towards Zhenwu Pavilion.
As soon as he walked into the Zhenwu Pavilion, Fang Heng saw Elder Gao who was taking a nap. He saluted respectfully. Elder Gao opened his eyelids and looked at Fang Heng with a smile in his eyes.
"Not bad, I have already broken through to the innate realm."
"It all depends on the training of Elder Gao and Elder Leng." Fang Heng said seriously. This is the truth. Elder Leng is an old man from Zhenwu Sect. If Elder Leng hadn't rescued their family a few days ago, Fang Heng would have died long ago.
"Haha, there's no need to say these words anymore." Gao Lao smiled and nodded, "Now you have a stable state and strong strength, but your strength and body are a bit uncoordinated. It should be due to the technique."
"Gao Laohui has a sharp eye. This disciple is here to choose a martial arts technique." Fang Heng answered honestly.
"Well, let's go to the second level to choose. Choose as many movies as you want." Gao Lao said with a smile.
"This..." Fang Heng was stunned. The second floor of the Zhenwu Pavilion is a place where only true disciples and registered disciples who have reached the innate level can go. There, no matter what their status is, they can only choose one martial art, but Gao Lao let him do whatever he wants. select.
"What are you still hesitating about? Go ahead." Mr. Gao waved to Fang Heng and slowly closed his eyes. Seeing this, Fang Heng smiled and walked towards the second floor of Zhenwu Pavilion without hesitation.
When we arrived at the second floor, everything suddenly became clear. There were far fewer books and fewer people than on the first floor. Fang Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "The higher the level of the skill, the more precious it is. The rarer they become, it seems that there are some high-level techniques here."
"snort!"
Just when Fang Heng was thinking to himself, a cold snort suddenly came out. Fang Heng frowned and looked to the left, and found a disciple in purple robe looking at him with disdain. Knowing that this is a true disciple, the purple robe represents the identity of a true disciple.
"It seems that my appearance as a registered disciple made him look down on me. That's all. I'm here to learn martial arts. There's no need to argue with him."
Ignoring the young man's eyes, Fang Heng walked directly towards the area where the technique was performed. This immediately made the young man in purple robe feel proud, thinking that Fang Heng was afraid of him.
"The Wood King Kung Fu is an earth-level low-level technique, suitable for those with wood bloodline to practice."
"Qianyuan Kung Fu, an intermediate level Kung Fu technique with no attribute requirements..."
Fang Heng flipped through several Kung Fu books in his hand, but could not find the right one. His perfect bloodline had no attributes, and only provided him with calculation ability and comprehension ability. This meant that he could learn any Kung Fu technique without any restrictions. Then Of course, look for someone with a high level.
"Pure Yang Technique, an advanced Earth-level skill, can be practiced by any bloodline attribute, but the results are very slow. It requires a lot of accumulation to achieve success. It is not suitable for those with a bad temper."
Suddenly, Fang Heng saw a book of Pure Yang Jue, his eyes flashed, and his perfect blood began to circulate. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face.
"A good skill seems to be slow to take effect, but in fact it strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence, condensing the true power. If all the true power can be condensed into pure yang attributes, the virtual martial arts can be seen!"
Thinking in his mind, Fang Heng took this Pure Yang Jue in his hand. His perfect bloodline could quickly absorb spiritual energy. For others, it was difficult to condense the true power of Pure Yang, but for him, it only took a little time.
After finding the technique, Fang Heng walked towards the martial arts area, and soon found two earth-level advanced martial arts, the leaf-sweeping leg and the Dahuang Sanshou rebirth of a young player!
"I now have the Fire Overlord in my fists. The explosive power is enough, but it lacks a little roundness. I have the Wind Steps in my legs. I can move around easily, but I lack sharp attacks. This leaf-sweeping leg can be used to fight enemies as well as roam around. It can make up for the legs." If it’s not enough, Dahuang Sanshou is a joint grappling technique, which can also make up for the fierceness of my fists.”
"The fists have the Fiery Overlord, the palms have the Wild Sanshou, the legs have the Wind Sweeping Leaves, and the solid foundation of Pure Yang is inside. Well, from the Xiantian realm to the Virtual Martial realm, I no longer have to worry about the lack of martial arts skills."
With excitement in his heart, Fang Heng immediately couldn't wait to look through these books. At this moment, there was a noise from the corner.
I saw a disciple wearing the same registered attire as Fang Heng, being grabbed by the neck by a young man in purple robe. This young man in purple robe was the one who just snorted at Fang Heng.
"Hmph, you have just arrived in the Xiantian realm and you dare to be arrogant to me, Zheng Qing. I think you are tired of living!"
The cold words came out, and the eyes of other disciples on the second floor flashed with disgust.
"It's Zheng Qing again! Just because he has reached the peak of the first level of the Xiantian Realm, he goes around blackmailing registered disciples. He really embarrasses us."
"With his ability, he can only bully those who have just reached the innate level, but there is nothing he can do about it. The competition within the sect will be held in two months. If he doesn't take advantage of this time to extort more money, how will he make a comeback in the future? "
Discussions started, and Fang Heng also understood. He heard Wang Meng say that there are only one hundred and eight true disciples in the entire Zhenwu Sect, enough to make up the number of Tiangang Earth Demons. This number remains unchanged, and every year the competition will be held There are some veteran true disciples who have been defeated and replaced by geniuses among the registered disciples. Zheng Qing is only at the peak of the first level. He may be squeezed out this year, so he will naturally pave the way for himself.
"Give me the money!"
Zheng Qing didn't care about the looks from around him and said coldly to the disciple in his hand.
The disciple's face was pale, but he shook his head desperately. The warrior was the one who lacked the most money. If he was asked to hand over the money, it would be better to kill him.
Seeing the disciple's appearance, Zheng Qing's face became even more gloomy, and he said coldly, "If you don't give it to me, then I will take it myself!"
boom!
As he spoke, Zheng Qing punched the disciple on the head, causing the disciple to spurt blood from his mouth and fainted. Zheng Qing rummaged through the disciple for a while and then put a money bag in. In arms.
Seeing this scene, Fang Heng's eyes showed a cold look, "Are you robbing money? You can only rob others. If you dare to rob me, I will definitely make you regret it!"
Thinking in his mind, Fang Heng lowered his head and read the book again. His strength was still too weak and he could only barely protect himself. He didn't have that many abilities for others.
After robbing this disciple of his money, Zheng Qing glanced around. Except for a few genuine disciples who would show a polite smile, as long as they were registered disciples, his eyes were extremely cold.
He quickly walked to another registered disciple. The disciple's face was pale, but he didn't resist. He handed over the money honestly. If the disciple in front resisted, he would be seriously injured. Of course he didn't want this.
Zheng Qing was very proud. He walked past several registered disciples and took away all the money they had. Fang Heng's heart became colder and colder. As long as Zheng Qing passed two people, it would be his turn. He was already ready to take action.
"roll!"
At this moment, a word suddenly rang out, making Fang Heng stunned and looked at the young man in front of Zheng Qing.
This young man's face was sallow and his body was thin. He looked like a patient, but his words were very powerful!
The true disciples around him also raised their eyebrows and looked at the young man with interest.
"What did you say!" Zheng Qing's face turned gloomy. He didn't expect that he had just established his power with a disciple, but he hit a snag here. He said coldly, "Do you know the consequences of saying this?"
"The end?" The sallow-faced young man turned around suddenly, stared at Zheng Qing with his eyes like sharp swords, and said, "You, a waste among the true disciples, dare to talk to me, Huang Guichou, about the end? Forget it, I am During the competition within the Chou family, no one performed any surgery, but now I have found one, and it’s you!"
When the words came out, the people around him were shocked, and Zheng Qing's face turned pale.
"Haha, it turns out he is Huang Guichou, the number one among the registered disciples, a genius who once won ninety-five battles in the Zhenwu Space!"
"This time Zheng Qingke mentioned the iron plate!"
As soon as the words came out, Fang Heng's heart also moved. The perfect blood circulation immediately allowed him to see Huang Guichou's true power.
"It's amazing! His true power is as strong as the sea and full of vitality. This is already a manifestation of the second level of innateness. His apparent morbidity should be caused by practicing a technique that stores true power. With this kind of power, no wonder he can Win ninety-five games in a row in Zhenwu Space.”
Fang Heng was secretly shocked. He could see that Huang Guichou was so powerful that if he wanted to break through, he could reach the third or even fourth level of innateness. However, he suppressed it and allowed the true power to flow into his body, strengthening his foundation and cultivating his body. Yuan, this is much better than people like Xiong Kuang who only know how to improve their realm.
"Haha...haha, it turns out to be Senior Brother Huang. It's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding." Zheng Qing laughed dryly at this time. He knew Huang Guichou. Many true disciples who were stronger than him admitted that they were no match for him. How could he still Dare to blackmail
"Humph, you're a loser, get out of here!" Huang Guichou snorted and ignored Zheng Qing, which immediately made Zheng Qing's face turn red and look very ugly.
The other true disciples burst into laughter. Zheng Qing was so funny. He would become fierce when he saw someone weaker than him. When he met someone stronger, he would immediately become too scared to say a word.
The laughter all around made Zheng Qing ashamed to stay here anymore. He walked all the way towards the stairs. Several registered disciples on the way were opened by him with his palm, and he cursed, "Get out of here!"
At this moment, Zheng Qing came to Fang Heng and suddenly slapped him out, "Get out of the way, don't block the way!"
Fang Heng frowned. He didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs and had already planned to leave. However, he didn't expect Zheng Qing to suddenly attack him. He suddenly turned around and grabbed Zheng Qing's wrist!
"Um!"
Zheng Qing suddenly became angry. Being humiliated by Huang Guichou had already made him furious. Now even one of Fang Heng's registered disciples dared to grab his hand. This made him unable to control his anger anymore. He held it with his other hand. He turned into a fist and punched it out so hard that the air exploded.
"Die!"
A cold roar came out, and the fierce fist arrived in front of Fang Heng in an instant.