During the previous group fight, both parties had a tacit understanding not to use spiritual power, because using spiritual power is not as simple as breaking muscles and bones. If you are not careful, you may even be injured, but the danger is imminent, the dimpled boy Du He could faintly feel the strong wind piercing his cheeks, and he quickly released his protective aura to carefully protect himself.
It was just in time, just after the flash of inspiration, Zhao Jiuge's volley kick had already hit him.
The body of the dimple boy kept shaking, and he fell backwards with the impact of this leg. However, he did not suffer any damage due to the protective aura, and Zhao Jiuge's lightning-fast kick did not use any spiritual power. But he was able to forcefully repel the dimple boy. It can be seen that the strength of this blow has become more and more powerful as he has practiced the Holy Body of Sanskrit Sound.
The dimpled boy who was caught off guard subconsciously used his body-protecting aura, but was still kicked away by Zhao Jiuge. He was shocked and turned pale. This Zhao Jiuge was much stronger than a month ago.
Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.
When the years pass by little by little, some people neglect their practice because of laziness and others because they are too playful, while some people practice diligently and hard, and the gap will only become wider and wider. When they step on the wrong path, The strength of the dimple boy is almost the same as that of Zhao Jiuge. In less than two months, the gap between the two can be clearly seen. Although they both belong to the spirit transformation realm, there are three differences in the strength of each level. Sixty-nine and so on.
I saw Zhao Jiuge's performance on the stone platform before. Although it was amazing, many people have always been somewhat disapproving of it. Xuantian Sword Sect is mainly about swords, the main method of killing, and Zhao Jiuge's understanding of sword techniques is not top-notch, just inferior to Ordinary people are stronger, and in that fight, Zhao Jiuge only relied on that mysterious method to win, so most people were not convinced. But now that the dimple boy experienced Zhao Jiuge's kick, he suddenly understood in his heart that this Zhao Jiuge might It relies not only on magic skills, but also on cultivation.
The Sanskrit Heart Sutra technique is inherently peaceful and not so overbearing, and the meridians that the Great Zhoutian runs through are nourished little by little with the absorption of spiritual power. Even the spiritual power is more abundant on the wall than other techniques. Coupled with the changes to the body caused by the Moonlight Dew and the Spirit Tempering Pill, as well as the silent nourishment of the Sanskrit Holy Body, it can be said that Zhao Jiuge is definitely one of the best among this group of disciples in terms of physical quality and spiritual power. .
The first thought in the panicked boy with dimples was to run. This time, he was prepared and his whole body flashed with spiritual light. He tried his best to activate his spiritual power, then he kicked up his legs and ran.
But Zhao Jiuge was faster than him. Now the vision of Sanskrit Holy Body can be revealed basically at will. A layer of golden light curtain like glass dyes the whole body yellow, the movement technique has afterimages, and the right hand has four claws, like an eagle. Fighting the Rabbit, he raised his paws and clawed at the back collar of the dimpled boy. At the same time, vicious words rang in the dimpled boy's ears.
"If you run again, I won't mind using my spiritual power to break your legs. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."
There was a chill in the voice, and the dimple boy felt a chill on his neck. Hearing Zhao Jiuge's tone of voice did not sound like he was joking with him, and now he still didn't understand that Zhao Jiuge must be doing it for today.
Then the dimple boy dissipated the spiritual energy fluctuations quite wisely, trembling a little, his tone was a little nervous, and his face was extremely unnatural, "You...what do you want?"
"What do I want? You beat my brother, what do you think I want." Hearing the dimpled boy's question, Zhao Jiuge looked impatient, raised his eyebrows and asked back, every word full of murderous intent.
brother? The dimple boy's eyes widened, and then his brows were full of thinking. He had never heard that Zhao Jiuge had a brother among this group of disciples, but looking at Zhao Jiuge's angry look, he didn't look like Zhao Jiuge. He lied to himself, and besides, there was no need for him to lie to himself. The panicked boy with dimples kept recalling the faces among the group of bumpkins today, but he did not find anyone who looked like Zhao Jiuge. Suddenly With a thought in his heart, the dimple boy seemed to have thought of something.
Seeing the dimple boy's expression, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were full of amusement, and he smiled but said, "Why, have you remembered?"
The boy with the dimples really remembered that the evil boy he hit so hard today did not say a word or cry out no matter how hard he beat him. Moreover, he remembered that the boy and Zhao Jiuge lived in the same house. Thinking of this , the dimple boy's eyes lit up, yes, Zhao Jiuge must have come here for that boy.
"I remember, so what." The dimple boy nodded a little cautiously, and then he probably felt that he was too embarrassed, and straightened his back subconsciously, pretending to be stubborn, and raised his head slightly and spoke in a harsh tone.
Snapped.
There was a crisp slap in the face, and Zhao Jiuge raised his right hand and slapped it with his mouth without hesitation. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of the dimpled boy's mouth. After being slapped, the dimpled boy's pupils were slightly locked, and he looked like he wanted to eat people, and he was about to go crazy, but Zhao Jiuge The cold words stopped his movements abruptly.
"If you dare to use your spiritual power, I said I don't mind if I use my spiritual power, but I won't be able to control it then. If you are crippled or injured, don't blame me."
Seeing that the dimpled boy stopped his movements obediently and did not release his spiritual power, Zhao Jiuge secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because when he used his spiritual power in a fight and injured his fellow disciples, it would be a violation of the rules of the sect, but now it is just a small fight. It doesn't matter, not to mention that the damage caused by simply using a gun is not as big a problem as a snake.
Zhao Jiuge, who had been simmering in anger for a long time, no longer cared about his image. He waved his arms fiercely and beat the boy with dimples from time to time with his hands and feet, focusing on his face. When he saw the boy with dimples curled up in a ball on the ground, he seemed to be watching. Recalling the scene when he was beaten in the villa, Zhao Jiuge suddenly couldn't bear it. But thinking of the bruises and swelling on Luo Xie's face and the injuries on his body, Zhao Jiuge's eyes flashed, and he no longer had the kindness of a woman, and beat him hard.
The dimple boy wrapped his hands around his head and rolled his body sideways on the ground. No matter how much Zhao Jiuge beat him, he did not make a sound. He clenched his teeth, but his malicious eyes were blocked by his arms. Zhao Jiuge, who was taking revenge, did not notice.
After being beaten for a few minutes, Zhao Jiuge let out a long breath and felt a little happy. He suddenly felt the same and understood the mentality of those powerful people who were happy and grudges.
"Go away, let's see if you dare to bully others next time, or else I'll beat you every time I see you." Zhao Jiuge glanced at the dimpled boy angrily, and then uttered a few words coldly.
The dimple boy didn't say a word. He tightly covered his painful area, bared his teeth, and turned around silently to leave. However, when he turned to leave, his malicious eyes resurfaced.
Seeing the back of the dimple boy slowly leaving, Zhao Jiuge's hanging fingers trembled slightly, and his heart beat rapidly. He could clearly feel that this was not the first time he had bullied someone. Now with the As Zhao Jiuge embarks on the path of cultivating immortality, his strength increases little by little, and his mentality slowly changes.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge understood a lot. He understood why those disciples from family backgrounds were so arrogant and superior. It was because of the self-confidence brought by strength and family status. Just like you yourself who beat the dimpled boy lightly just now, it was just Because his strength is now considered outstanding among this group of disciples, that's why he dares to act like this.
One day I have the power to kill all the dogs in the world who have failed me.
With the breeze blowing on his face, Zhao Jiuge looked at the rolling clouds and mist surrounding the mountain in the distance with squinted eyes. An unprecedented aura emerged in his slender and thin figure.
Somewhere in Xuantian Peak.
In a secret room, Coach Zhou was sitting cross-legged on a hemp-colored futon with black, white and blue patterns printed on it. The space in the secret room was not very large, but it seemed empty and quiet. There was also a six-legged groove carving next to it. He was holding an incense burner with a strange beast, and three brown incense sticks were burning on it. The three sticks of incense exuded a faint scent of sandalwood, which could help people calm their minds and better think and understand the skills and techniques.
Feeling the spiritual power soaring into the sky, Coach Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows curved like silkworms, and his expression was solemn. Although the fluctuation of spiritual power was fleeting, Coach Zhou could still clearly sense it.
"What the hell are these little guys doing? They don't practice hard and make some tricks here and there every day. Today they feel something is wrong, but I don't mind it. They go too far every time. I want to see what you are doing. What?" Coach Zhou muttered softly to himself, then closed his eyes, and immediately a stream of spiritual consciousness moved towards the outside of Xuantian Peak.
Zhao Jiuge has always only known about the cultivation realm before Yuanying Realm. Although there are realms after Yuanying Realm, Ye Wuyou was afraid that Zhao Jiuge was too ambitious and did not tell him. If he were here, he would find Coach Zhou's appearance at this time, and that The consciousness radiating out will definitely make you scream in surprise.
Because this is a magical power that can only be used after reaching the realm of great transformation. Divine consciousness can detect and perceive all movements in the distance, as if it is seen with the naked eye, as if you are immersed in the scene. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the distance that the spiritual consciousness can use. It gets further and further away.
When the broken pill becomes Yuanying, and then the Yuanying transforms into spiritual consciousness, it means breaking through to the realm of transforming gods. If you know the realm of transforming gods, you can be the leader of a third-rate powerful sect, and Coach Zhou who is in the realm of transforming gods is just a member of the Xuantian Sword Sect. The inconspicuous outer sect teaches, which shows how much the Xuantian Sword Sect, which is now in decline, has extraordinary heritage.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though it has fallen to the bottom of the Seven Holy Lands today, Xuantian Sword Sect still has its own pride. It is still the leader who once led thousands of decent people. At that time, the Xuantian Sword Sect of the Chinese Dynasty The birth experience and training are all carried out with one's head raised, and everyone is proud of being a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect!
A person in the Divine Transformation Realm is just an ordinary coach from the outer sect. It is hard to imagine what kind of old monster the inner sect would have.