"This one is not bad."
The white-haired old man became interested in Akabane industry.
"Yes."
The handsome man nodded.
"You won't be robbing me again!" The white-haired old man was not calm.
The Junwei man said: "Don't worry, I won't compete with you, he still has some gaps from my standard."
"Yes." The white-haired old man nodded. In fact, Akabane was some distance from his standard, and he was barely able to be his direct disciple. Of course, the premise was that the other party could pass the six schools of Qiwu, otherwise everything would be empty talk.
The middle-aged beautiful woman said: "The six sects of Qiwu need to maintain the will not dissipate for a period of time. As long as this period of time has passed, they can pass. I don't know whether these two people can pass."
Although Li Fuchen has little hope of becoming her personal disciple, but for geniuses, Qiwu practitioners are very cherish.
"The former should be okay, the latter is probably a bit dangling." Another Qi Wuzhe with gray hair began to analyze.
A little bit of time passed, and the two people's will has been maintained without dissipating.
Especially on Li Fuchen's side, not only did the will not dissipate, but there was a tendency to condense.
"What a terrible will."
The gray-haired old man was moved.
In the wind blade space, it is extremely difficult to maintain the will without dissipating, and there is no power to condense the will, at least they have not seen anyone can do it.
Li Fuchen did it.
This shows that he still has'surplus power'.
The will is getting stronger and stronger, and the wind seems to be quieter.
"Does he want to recover on his own strength?"
All the martial artists were shocked.
The Junwei man was also staring at the wind blade space where Li Fuchen was.
Overcoming the prescribed time and recovering from one's own strength are two concepts.
It's like in the flame space, the difference between playing the dragon-level explosive power and the dragon-level explosive power is the same.
No, it's ten times bigger than this difference.
The mind and will can be exercised.
But the original will, there is no way to exercise, at least Qi Wuzhe can't.
You can only rely on yourself.
It can only be led by fate.
"Brother, let me do it." The white-haired old man was heartbroken.
Teaching such a direct disciple is a very fulfilling thing.
"dream."
The handsome man said.
With a point as the center, the wind in a large area has stopped.
That's right, the wind has stopped.
The wind blade is no longer produced.
A little brilliance is blooming.
"Is this child going against the sky?" the middle-aged beautiful woman murmured.
"Already against the sky?"
The burly man was heartbroken.
"Compared with him, the direct disciple I received before is too weak." The gray-haired old man shook his head.
He was the fourth martial artist, but he looked old, and the personal disciple he had received before was Xia Houchuan, a child of the Dou Ling clan.
On the other hand, Akabane's will is very concentrated, there is no trace of dissipating, but there is no trace of concentration.
He is insisting.
As the top kendo genius in Donglin Continent, he vowed to ascend to the pinnacle of kendo and become the emperor of the sword.
Whirring whirring!
Feng Jian shuttled back and forth quickly, cutting his will crazily.
He felt almost unable to hold on.
But he was unwilling.
His goal is to become the true disciple of the first martial artist or the second martial artist, and do things that no one else can do.
This is his mission.
"Persevere for me."
Some of the will dissipated, like a candlelight, trying to maintain it.
"I use my destiny to go against the destiny, and give me cohesion."
The brilliance shone everywhere, and Li Fuchen's voice suddenly sounded.
In the next moment, the body, which was broken into nothingness, began to condense with radiance as the center.
In a short while, a complete body condenses.
Opening his eyes, Li Fuchen saw Fengjian Space again.
But at this time, there was no more wind blade in the wind blade space. As far as his eyes were, the wind blades in the distance scattered one after another, and it seemed that he couldn't bear his gaze.
The wind blade space is also the space of will.
As long as your will is strong enough, Wind Blade will not dare to make a mistake.
"He succeeded?"
Except for the handsome man, the other seven martial artists took a breath.
What kind of person is this!
Obviously, as long as he persisted for a period of time, he could pass through Qiwu Six Gates, but he surpassed this regulation, recovered by himself, and broke the limitation of the wind blade space.
"Playing a dragon-level explosive power and restoring the body by primitive will, this kind of genius is really a genius born and bred in Donglin Continent?" The white-haired old man was surprised.
The Junwei man said with a serious expression: "He is an anomaly, but I can't agree with you. Although Donglin Continent is small, it is not impossible to create a genius against the sky. It is also possible to appear in a land of bullets. Really dragon."
Their strange martial artist is not a warrior who transcends the reborn realm, but is limited to the rules of the strange martial realm. They cannot leave the strange martial realm privately, and even if they pay a price to go out, their strength will be suppressed extremely low. Exerting the combat power of a warrior in the reborn realm, their horizons are broader than everyone in Donglin Continent, but a genius of Li Fuchen's level is really beyond their imagination.
"now."
Li Fuchen pointed his finger forward, and a cloud of wind condensed and became a whirlwind portal.
Stepping up, Li Fuchen walked into the whirlwind portal.
The outside world is completely crazy.
"Qiwu has passed all six gates, is he still not a human being?"
"In this era, there are only three people who have passed Qiwu Six Gates, and he actually passed it."
Everyone's mood is ups and downs.
Passing through the six sects of Qiwu, this is a huge event. If Li Fuchen was unknown before, then at this moment, his fame will spread throughout the entire Donglin Continent with the passage of time.
One year later, the star ranking contest will definitely have his place.
Li Fuchen passed through the six sects of Qiwu, and it was naturally the people in the Tiansha sect who were most unhappy.
The more gates of martial arts that Li Fuchen passed through, the more expensive it would be for him to move the gate of Tiansha.
If before, they were lucky that Li Fuchen couldn't become the direct disciple of Qiwu Zhe, now there is no luck at all.
After passing the six sects of Qiwu, one will surely become a personal disciple of Qiwu, this is the iron rule.
On the avenue, the seventh stone gate appeared in front of Li Fuchen.
The Junwei man suddenly said loudly: "Please also close the seventh stone gate and the eighth stone gate."
He felt that Li Fuchen hoped to pass the Qiwu Seven Sects, but once Li Fuchen passed through the Qiwu Seven Sects, it would be harmful to him. For their own interests, some sects would still take risks.
Moreover, Donglin Continent still has a few superb reincarnation martial artists, if they can get out of the mysterious martial realm without paying a price, they are naturally not afraid, but after paying the price, they have no confidence in winning.
All in all, too low-key is not good, but too high-key is not good either.
He didn't want Li Fuchen to encounter accidents outside.
The phantom guarding the secret realm of Qiwu seemed to hear the voice of the handsome man, and with a wave of his right hand, the seventh and eighth stone gate phantoms on the stone pillar on the left side of the palace gate disappeared.
"what happened?"
Everyone is puzzled.
"If you disappear, you will disappear. Anyway, no one can pass the Qiwu Seven Gates." Although puzzled, everyone didn't care too much.