Wang Dong suppressed the excitement in his heart and calmed down to calculate. If it took Zhang Qing fifteen years to reach the ninth level of martial arts, Wang Dong would only need less than two months to reach this level. time! His good fortune martial soul only needs four days of practice to achieve the effect that others would have after one year of practice.
"Zhang Qing, Liu Zhongzhou, Wang Zhiren, Zhang Shuheng... you are getting closer and closer to my feet!" Wang Dong's eyes became sharp, and he once again raised his hand, using the fierce "Overlord Patrol" The majestic momentum he used had vaguely contained the essence of Zhang Qing's sneak attack on him that day.
"The legendary heaven-level martial soul is indeed better than seeing it a hundred times." The sword soul sighed, and then said: "Boy, a common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a treasure! Earth-level martial souls are already jealous. , if someone discovers that this speed that far exceeds the advancement of earth-level martial souls, it will easily be remembered."
Wang Dong was startled when he heard this, and couldn't help but worry. His current strength is too weak, and it can be said that he has no ability to protect himself. Even his senior brother Zhang Qing can easily kill him if he is serious. He doesn't want to He died before he left the army and was nipped in the bud.
"You don't have to worry about being directly seen through someone's strength." As if aware of Wang Dong's thoughts, Daohun explained: "Jade Pan Pudu has a method of concealing one's cultivation. If a martial sect doesn't deliberately observe it, , and can’t see your true cultivation level. Only when you take action can people accurately judge your cultivation level.”
"You mean...?" Wang Dong's eyes lit up and he suddenly thought of something.
"That's right, before you grow up, you have to deliberately control the strength of your attacks and don't let others see your true cultivation!" Sword Soul recognized: "You need to be forbearing and grow at a speed that others can't match. , when the time comes, even if others see your cultivation, they will be unable to do anything to you!"
Wang Dong nodded. With the Jade Pan Pudu, he felt a lot more at ease. He moved his limbs and started to run the Jade Pan Pudu again. His eager desire to become stronger made him not want to delay even a blink of an eye. effort.
At night, after Wang Dong consolidated his cultivation to the middle stage of the second level of martial arts, he stopped and began to practice Jade Pan Pudu under the moonlight.
When Wang moved to the Lingtai Qingming, a look of confidence appeared on his face. The seventeen years of humiliation and depression were swept away by him, and they were all transformed into the motivation for him to practice hard. That kind of persistence looked like he was trying to destroy what he had previously neglected. It’s like making up for everything in seventeen years.
Although the training in the next few days was very fast, it was not as exaggerated as when the martial soul was forcefully infused with soul power in the first place. In Wang Dong's step-by-step training, it took him three days to break through to the second level of martial arts perfection. Wang Dong was a little disappointed. After all, three days is equivalent to nearly a year for other martial arts!
If anyone sees Wang Dong sighing because it took him three days to reach perfection from level two intermediate cultivation, their jaws will definitely drop. Those who are not satisfied with such a heaven-defying cultivation speed can only be eager for strength. The king moved.
Daohun was very satisfied with Wang Dong's performance. He was not wrong. Wang Dong did have an unyielding will. He was as tireless as a martial arts idiot these days. He did not eat or drink, and practiced the Jade Plate Purdue Technique without stopping. Not only did he not feel bored with Guihai Bawangquan, he actually enjoyed it!
After consolidating his cultivation to Level 2 Perfection, Wang Dong stood up from the sand where he had been for several days. He looked down at his slightly thin but powerful body, and the corners of his mouth slightly curved.
In the not-too-distant future, he will prepare a big surprise for Zhang Qing and others. Who knows how they will look by then
"Having self-confidence is a good thing, but don't be too confident!" As if feeling Wang Dong's emotions, Daohun poured a bucket of cold water on him at the right time: "You have no cultivation, but no combat experience. , even if your strength reaches it, it will be difficult to defeat your enemy... "
"What should I do?" Wang Dong's expression darkened when he heard this. The sword spirit was right. Even if he had the power to fight Zhang Qing, in addition to being able to suppress the martial spirit, it would be really difficult for him to escape from the immersion. Zhang Qing, who has been studying martial arts for more than ten years and has mastered the "Guihai Bawang Fist" to perfection, has benefited from this.
"In actual combat, only in a life-and-death battle can you grasp the essence of the battle!" Daohun responded with a cold voice.
When Wang Dong heard this, he clenched his hands tightly and silently memorized Dao Hun's words. But for him now, actual combat is not easy. Zhang Qing, who bullies him the most unscrupulously, is a ninth-level martial arts disciple. Even the sixth junior disciple who advances and retreats with him is a fifth-level martial arts disciple. With Wang Dong's current strength, he can find them. Actual combat is tantamount to seeking death.
Wang Dong knew that he had to endure it. There must be a battle between him and Zhang Qing and others, but now is not the time. What makes Wang Dong a little troubled is that it is difficult to find an opponent who can match his strength and provide him with training. sky! This made him sigh in frustration.
"You don't have to worry about this. When you break through to the third level of martial arts, your soul power will be able to open the sword domain space..." The sword soul noticed what Wang Dong was thinking, and said with relief: "You can do it then. The trial in the sword domain space is no less effective than if you participated in a life-threatening actual battle, so your first priority is to improve your cultivation!"
"The sword domain space?" When Wang Dong heard this, he was immediately interested: "What is that? A magical cave?"
"You will naturally know when the time comes." Daohun didn't mean to say more, and extinguished the flame of curiosity in Wang Dong's heart with one sentence.
Wang Dong twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, but he didn't have any objections to the sword soul's forbearance. After all, in his opinion, with the creation martial soul in his body, it would be easy to advance to the third level of martial arts disciple. It wouldn't take long, he would Naturally, he can personally understand the mystery of the sword domain space, and he has not missed it for a few days.
The words of Sword Soul also made Wang Dong completely relieved. With his goal and direction of cultivation, Wang Dong felt that he was full of vitality, and he was looking forward to the Sword Domain space more and more. On the way back to the sect, he couldn't even bear it. I hummed a few boat rhymes with some weird tunes.
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Along the way, Wang Dong found that the fellow disciples who usually didn't even look at him were looking at him curiously as if they had discovered a new world. There was surprise, envy, jealousy and jealousy in their eyes. It seemed that he It was already known to everyone that he had awakened the earth-level martial spirit. Wang Dong did not squint his eyes and did not pay attention to these glances at all.
Zhang Qing, Junior Sister Yu and the Sixth Junior Brother with the Eyes of the Monkey Head were among them. Zhang Qing stared at Wang Dong with a vicious look on his face, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes, while Junior Sister Yu looked at Wang Dong thoughtfully, charmingly There was a hint of trance on his face, and his eyes revealed a curious and scrutinizing light.
"Is the Earth-level martial spirit very good?" Seeing Wang Dong getting closer and closer, the sixth junior brother with deer-headed eyes raised his foot to block Wang Dong. He spat at his feet and looked at him with disdain. Looking at Wang Dong, the provocation on his face was very obvious.
Wang Dong knew that now was not the time for a conflict, so he raised his head and glanced at the sixth junior brother, pretending to have just discovered the other person, grinned at him, and took a step to the side with some embarrassment, avoiding the sharp edge of the sixth junior brother. .
"Trash is just trash, it can't even walk without eyes!" Junior Brother Sixth was amused by Wang Dong's silly look in his story. He shouted arrogantly, "You've blinded an earth-level martial spirit for nothing!"
Wang Dong's evasive appearance made Zhang Qing couldn't help but let out a happy laugh. Even Junior Sister Yu behind him frowned, and there was a hint of disdain in her beautiful eyes as she examined Wang Dong.
"Elder brother, I'm very curious about earth-level martial arts. How about I come and see how earth-level martial arts are better than my yellow-level martial spirit?" The sixth junior brother obviously had no intention of letting Wang Dong leave. He stood in front of Wang Dong again, stared at him with burning eyes, and said without looking back.
"He is the master's treasure now..." Zhang Qing shook his head playfully, neither agreeing nor stopping, obviously acquiescing to the words of the sixth junior brother.
"Hehe... Trash, let me see your martial soul and feel what martial soul suppression is!" With Zhang Qing's acquiescence, the sixth junior brother started gearing up unscrupulously, especially when he saw Junior Sister Yu's beautiful eyes falling from time to time. When it is applied to oneself, it is even more like being injected with chicken blood.
Wang Dong's face turned grim. Even if the heaven-level martial spirit had an absolute suppressive effect on the yellow-level martial spirit, his strength was only a second-level martial apprentice. The sixth junior brother and a fifth-level martial apprentice could crush him in terms of martial arts level. In existence, even the three Wang Dong will definitely not be his opponent!
Seeing the deer-headed and rat-eyed sixth junior brother with a sinister smile on his face, Wang Dong raised his hand to grab his collar. Wang Dong suddenly had the urge to put "forbearance" behind him, but he bit his lower lip tightly and used the pain to neutralize it. Following his own impulse, he endured it forcefully.
"Calm down, you still have space in the sword realm!" The sword soul reminded him coldly: "It won't be too late."
"Yes! It's not too late." Wang Dong repeated in his heart: "I will repay today's humiliation a hundred times!"
The Sixth Junior Brother grabbed Wang Dong by the collar, his deer-headed and rat-eyed face was full of a joking smile: "Junior Brother Wang, although your martial spirit has awakened, Sixth Brother I still hope that you can be honest. Otherwise, Sixth Brother I I can’t guarantee what I will do to you.”
After hearing what the sixth junior brother said, Zhang Qing's lips curled into a scornful smile, and he pulled junior sister Zaiyu away.
Wang Dong looked at the backs of the three of them coldly, his handsome face getting paler. He clenched his hands tightly, his desire to become stronger became stronger than ever.
(End of chapter)