Fight to break the sky

The whole place was silent, deathly silent!

Everyone in the field looked at the five characters on the stone tablet in shock. The expressions on their faces were extremely exciting. After a moment, rapid breathing, like windmills, sounded on the training ground.

"Crack!"

On the high platform, the tea cup in Xiao Zhan's hand was crushed into powder by a slap. The tea was mixed with the powder and dripped down the palm.

"Seventh section... Yan'er, you... really did it!" Looking at the young man in black shirt under the black stone tablet, Xiao Zhan's eyes were slightly moist. He knew in his heart how much the young man had sacrificed to reach this point. s hard work.

The three elders sitting next to Xiao Zhan also had disbelief on their faces. A year ago, they were still in the third stage of fighting spirit, but now they are in the seventh stage? This speed...horrible!

"Gu, haha... the foundation-building spiritual liquid purchased by the patriarch... is really strong, haha." The second elder swallowed, and the sarcasm and dullness that had not been completely dissipated before were mixed together. It was extremely exciting, and he laughed dryly. He made a sound and said sarcastically.

Xiao Zhan did not hide the excitement in his eyebrows. He glanced sideways at the second elder and said with a faint smile: "Second elder, do you think that the second-grade foundation-building spiritual fluid can have such a miraculous effect?"

The second elder hesitated and shook his head in embarrassment. He was not a fool. Foundation-building spiritual liquid could indeed increase the speed of cultivation, but it was basically impossible to rely on this thing to improve the fourth level of fighting spirit in one year!

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Next to the black stone tablet, the examiner stared blankly at the large characters on the stone tablet. The indifference on his face had long been replaced by shock.

"Xiao Yan: Fighting Qi, seventh level, advanced level!"

He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to let out the shock in his heart. The examiner's voice, which was trying hard to maintain composure, was still trembling with some difficulty.

Listening to the examiner's announcement, the originally quiet training ground became even more silent.

"Gulu." The voice of someone swallowing saliva suddenly sounded in the training ground.

Standing in the center of the crowd, Xiao Mei covered her red lips with her small hands, her face full of shock.

In one year, a full four stages of fighting spirit have been improved. This speed of cultivation... is simply astonishing!

Even Xiao Yan, who was at his peak three years ago, could not achieve this speed!

However, this somewhat heart-wrenching reality actually appeared under everyone's gaze.

Staring at the young man standing under the black stone monument with mixed emotions, Xiao Mei suddenly had a thought that filled her head: His amazing cultivation talent seemed to be back!

At the edge of the training ground, Xiao Ning, who was about to read Xiao Yan's joke, stared blankly at the big characters on the stone tablet and muttered: "How... is this possible?"

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Looking up at the golden characters on the stone tablet, Xiao Yan let out a breath. The suddenly complicated looks around him reminded him of the high-spirited young man three years ago.

Now the cultivation talent has returned, and with it, a more mature mind and perseverance.

After taking a deep look at the stone tablet that had determined his fate these past few times, Xiao Yan smiled softly. Yunjuan Yunshu's plain appearance was completely different from the young man who looked complacent after the test three years ago.

With a light breath, Xiao Yan slowly walked to the end of the crowd under the gaze of everyone in the crowd, made contact with Xun'er's smiling eyes, and then sat down cross-legged next to her.

As Xiao Yan retreated, there was still a long silence in the field.

"Ahem..." On the high platform, Xiao Zhan stood up with a proud face, coughed, and drew the attention of those in the audience.

"The test is over. Let's proceed to the next one. Those who failed have the right to challenge their qualified peers. Remember, you only have one chance!" Xiao Zhanlang said with a smile.

Hearing this, there was a slight commotion in the training ground, and those who were just shy of qualifying immediately turned their fiery eyes to the group of qualified companions.

Facing the provocative gazes on the opposite side, those outstanding tribesmen raised their heads in disdain. Sixth-dan and seven-dan were basically two different levels. If there were no special accidents, one would It is difficult for a person with sixth-level fighting spirit to defeat an opponent with seventh-level fighting spirit head-on.

Regarding this, those who are strong in the sixth level of Dou Qi also know very well, but this is their last chance. Whether it succeeds or fails, they have to try desperately.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the field was a bit strange. Fiery gazes swept over the qualified companions. Everyone was secretly selecting the best opponent to deal with.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Xiao Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows. He was shocked to find that most of those people's eyes were actually on him.

"Do I look like a soft persimmon?" Xiao Yan was slightly surprised, but felt a little funny in his heart.

"Brother Xiao Yan dances four stages of Dou Qi in a row in a year, although it is very shocking, but it is precisely because of this shock that many people have an illusion deep in their hearts that they do not want to believe. Therefore, they naturally Brother Xiao Yan is regarded as the best person to challenge." Xun'er laughed softly from the side.

Xiao Yan shrugged helplessly, patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a smile: "Because you don't want to believe it, so you choose to deceive yourself..."

Xun'er smiled slightly and nodded slightly.

At this time, after a moment of calm, someone finally couldn't help but stand up.

The sturdy young man, in full view of everyone, walked quickly to Xiao Yan, bent slightly and said loudly: "Cousin Xiao Yan, please!"

Although the young man's face seemed respectful, when his eyes looked at Xiao Yan, there would always be a flash of doubt, and there was a faint disdain on his face. It seemed that he had not recovered from Xiao Yan's former reputation as a loser. God comes.