Above the Zhentian Canyon, there is a high peak that rises into the clouds. On the top of this peak, there is a quiet and elegant pavilion.
At this moment, in the pavilion, there were two old men wearing robes, one black and one white. They were sitting opposite each other with a chessboard across from them, each holding a chess piece and playing against each other.
Suddenly, the two old men seemed to have noticed something below, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces.
"Old Black, you feel it too."
The old man in a white robe looked kind and spoke gently.
"artistic conception."
The old man in black robe spoke very sparingly and uttered two words lightly.
"At such a young age, you are able to comprehend the artistic conception. Even though it is only a hint, it is still precious."
The old man in white robe was smiling.
The two old men continued playing chess, seemingly no longer paying attention to what was happening in the canyon below, but in fact their attention was focused on the young man in the canyon who had comprehended a hint of the artistic conception.
That young man was actually Long Yu!
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After Long Yu opened his eyes, he felt that the heavy pressure descending from the sky in the canyon seemed to be compatible with himself, and the pressure was instantly reduced.
"It should be fine."
A look of confidence flashed in Long Yu's eyes. Now, he could definitely step onto the 300 stone steps leading to the entrance of Zhentian Sect with only the strength of the third level of martial arts!
Even the hint of artistic conception he just comprehended will be of great help to his future practice.
Feeling that the Azure Dragon Mark on his chest had quietly heated up, Long Yu knew that his ability to comprehend this state of mind was closely related to the Azure Dragon Mark. He never thought that the Azure Dragon Mark could help him so much.
Step by step, his steps became even lighter and lighter, because the artistic conception he comprehended continued to strengthen as he moved forward.
On the three hundred stone steps, Tan Yue, Wu Qing and Han Jian stood together, all looking at Long Yu below with contempt.
"What step did they reach?"
Tan Yue asked with interest, as if she was playing a fun game.
"In my opinion, with his strength at the third level of martial arts, he can only go 150 steps at most, which is his limit."
Wu Qing said with certainty, his tone full of disdain.
But just as he said this, he saw Long Yu lightly stepping over the 150th stone step in one go.
Wu Qing's expression suddenly turned ugly. Wasn't this a slap in his face
"Only two hundred steps."
Han Jian's tone was firm, but he still didn't care too much. A martial artist who was only at the third level of martial arts was two levels weaker than him and was too weak compared to him.
But just as he finished saying these words, Long Yu below him stepped continuously and easily passed two hundred stone steps!
At this point, Tan Yue and the other two finally realized that something was wrong.
"Did he break through?"
Tan Yue was a little surprised.
"How can anyone break through under such circumstances? This kid must have found some way to cheat. If he can really come up, I will make him know that the Zhentian Sect is not a place where cheaters can join!"
A gloomy look flashed across Wu Qing's face.
These words made Tan Yue nod her head in satisfaction. It seemed that Wu Qing was quite smart. After all, if they didn't find a reason, they would have no way to do anything to that useless boy.
With them around, even if that useless kid really did temporarily break through to the fourth level of martial arts, he would never be able to join the Zhentian Sect!
Soon, Long Yu stepped over the 250th stone step and continued to move upwards.
Two hundred and eighty steps.
Two hundred and ninety steps.
Three hundred steps!
Long Yu took a heavy step forward and stepped onto the 300-step stone steps. Then he felt the pressure on his body was swept away. He successfully passed the Zhentian Canyon and according to the rules, he could become an outer disciple of the Zhentian Sect!
Not only that, Long Yu’s biggest gain this time was that he comprehended a certain artistic conception on the canyon wall.
After comprehending the artistic conception, Long Yu felt that he was more in tune with this world. Even the power he could exert with a casual punch was greater than before.
However, before he had time to familiarize himself with the artistic conception he had just comprehended, three figures came towards him.
"It's Tan Yue."
Long Yu frowned slightly, raised his head and saw Tan Yue and two young men from Zhentian Sect walking towards him with ill intentions.
Judging from the looks of the two young men, they were obviously flattering Tan Yue to the extreme. It was absolutely impossible that they were here to congratulate him on passing the Zhentian Canyon.
One of them had small eyes and was as thin as a monkey. He jumped in front of Long Yu. It was Wu Qing.
Wu Qing looked playful and shouted, "You useless guy, you also want to join the Zhentian Sect?"
He called him "waste" so directly just to provoke Long Yu. If Long Yu got furious, he would be able to teach Long Yu a lesson and drive him away. The most important thing was to show off in front of Tan Yue.
"waste?"
Long Yu looked normal and glanced at Wu Qing.
"Yes, although you have passed the Zhentian Canyon, it does not mean that you are qualified to join our Zhentian Sect."
Wu Qing said with contempt: "My current cultivation level is the fourth level of martial arts. If you can't even defeat me, then you'd better get out of here as soon as possible and stop embarrassing yourself here!"
Long Yu raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and said calmly: "Whether I can join the Zhentian Sect is determined by something like you?"
"What did you say?"
When Wu Qing heard this, he was immediately furious. How could this kid in front of him be so disrespectful to him and call him "such a thing"
His cultivation was indeed at the bottom in the Zhentian Sect, but after all, he had practiced the Zhentian Sect's martial arts. What qualifications did this kid who had just set foot in the Zhentian Canyon have to look down on him like that
"I mean, you are not qualified to decide whether I can join the Zhentian Sect, right?"
Long Yu took a step forward, not afraid of Wu Qing at all!
Although Wu Qing was already a disciple of Zhentian Sect and probably practiced Zhentian Sect's martial arts, Long Yu would not be scared by him at all. He had a smile on his face, but murderous intent was hidden in his smile.
Long Yu had long been accustomed to observing his surroundings closely at all times. He could clearly see the footsteps, movements, expressions and strength of the three people in front of him.
Tan Yue and Wu Qing should be at the fourth level of martial arts, and the other one is at a higher level, probably the fifth level.
Now that Wu Qing wanted to show off, Long Yu didn't mind showing him a lesson.
At this time, Long Yu was at the third level of martial arts, possessing a strength of 4,000 jin. If he activated the Azure Dragon Seal, he would have a strength of 5,000 jin. And with the hint of artistic conception he had just comprehended, he might be able to fight Wu Qing, who possessed a strength of 8,000 jin.
What's more, Long Yu had experienced countless life-and-death battles in his previous life, so he must have a much better grasp of both psychology and details than Wu Qing.
"You're asking for death, you idiot!"
Wu Qing's eyes were filled with anger: "Today I will teach you a lesson and let you know the consequences of running wild in Zhentian Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qing couldn't wait to take action. He took a step forward while gathering his profound internal energy.
The mysterious energy in his body surged, and a layer of powerful mysterious internal energy quickly covered his two fists!
Only after reaching the fourth level of martial arts can a martial artist condense his inner strength, which greatly enhances not only his attacking but also his defensive capabilities.
The fourth level of martial arts is the ridge of the early stage of martial arts cultivation.
There was contempt on Wu Qing's face. He took a step and his whole body came over like a gust of wind. A fist covered with mysterious internal energy appeared in front of Long Yu!
“What a fast speed!”
Long Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his strong combat instinct made him retreat quickly while lowering his head, and he finally dodged Wu Qing's punch.
"You useless bastard, you looked so impressive just now, why are you running away so fast now?"
Wu Qing's voice was full of sarcasm: "This is our Zhentian Sect's martial art, the Instant Wind Step. I will use it with all my strength next. Let's see how you can dodge it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qing moved quickly, and the next moment, his thin figure came in front of Long Yu again. His fist, which was filled with internal strength, was clearly visible, and he was about to knock Long Yu away with one punch.
If this punch hits Long Yu, with his current level of cultivation, he will be crippled if not killed!
However, at this moment, Wu Qing suddenly felt a powerful artistic conception emanating from the target in front of him, causing the circulation of the mysterious energy in his body to stagnate.
Wu Qing was shocked instantly. What kind of strange power was this? How could this useless guy in front of him have such a strong aura
"Instant Wind Step, the speed is indeed very fast, but in the face of absolute strength, what use is speed alone?"
Long Yu's calm voice sounded, and he took a step forward, with a powerful artistic conception enveloping Wu Qing's thin body.
The artistic conception that he had just realized in the canyon was displayed by Long Yu, and it actually produced miraculous effects, suppressing a fourth-level martial artist like Wu Qing.
Then, Long Yu activated the Azure Dragon Seal, gathering all his five thousand kilograms of strength, and attacked Wu Qing with one punch after another, each from an extremely tricky angle.
Although Wu Qing was enveloped by the power of artistic conception and his movements slowed down a bit, his eight thousand kilograms of strength from the fourth level of martial arts was still there.
Facing Long Yu's attack, Wu Qing reacted quickly, condensed his inner strength and punched back, instantly knocking Long Yu back with one punch. At the same time, the sound of broken fist bones was heard.
With just one punch, Long Yu lost to Wu Qing in strength, and his fist bones were shattered!
However, this is nothing to Long Yu, as his trump card is still to come.
Immediately following the tricky fist, the next moment the kick had already landed on Wu Qing's waist. The powerful force kicked Wu Qing more than ten meters away. He fell heavily to the ground, rolled twice, and his body was covered with mud.
This kick caused Wu Qing to suffer severe injuries. He could no longer get up and fell to the ground wailing.
"Wu Qing!"
Han Jian, who originally wanted to watch the show from the sidelines, was shocked. He didn't expect Long Yu to be so strong that he kicked Wu Qing away.
"What a waste."
Tan Yue, who was wearing a red dress, had a gloomy face and cursed. She originally thought that Wu Qing could teach a lesson to the arrogant boy in black, but she didn't expect to be taught a lesson instead, which made her lose face!
"Now, am I qualified to join the Zhentian Sect?"
Long Yu endured the pain of broken fist bones and glanced at Tan Yue and Han Jian calmly.
"That's wishful thinking! Han Jian, go and teach him a lesson and make him regret offending me!"
Tan Yue snorted coldly and directly ordered Han Jian, who was at the fifth level of martial arts, behind him.
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