Peerless Martial Soul

As if this is not a human being, but an ancient beast!

Because at this time, as Chen Feng cultivated the Dragon Elephant Fighting Sky Art, there were two majestic and immense auras in his body, soaring into the sky!

One aura is the ancient dragon, and the other aura is the idol of stepping on the sky!

These two giant beasts were both tyrannical existences in the ancient prehistoric period, capable of suppressing the supreme existence of the eternal heavens. Sensing their aura, the monsters dare not approach, let alone attack Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't know all of this. At this time, he was immersed in the joy of cultivation, completely unaware of the changes in the outside world.

His body seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, and a huge amount of spiritual energy poured into his body.

The sky is slightly bright.

Chen Feng opened his eyes.

After practicing overnight, Chen Feng perfected his third cyclone by one third.

Chen Feng secretly figured it out.

Others only have twelve acupoints on one meridian, while he has thirty acupoints on one meridian. Each acupuncture point needs to condense nine cyclones, and counting, he needs to condense 270 cyclones in the first building of the Divine Door Realm.

At the current rate, at most two-thirds of the cyclones can be condensed in one day.

In other words, it will take him at least one year to complete the accumulation of the first floor of the gods.

Entering the first building in a year, for others, this speed is very fast, and only disciples with high-grade cultivation talents can reach this speed.

What's more, Chen Feng still needs to reach three times the total amount of others. If he practices other exercises, as long as he condenses twelve acupoints and one hundred and eight cyclones, he will be able to step into the second floor for up to four months.

If you are known by others, you must be exclaimed.

But for Chen Feng, this speed is too slow.

He has no other way for the time being.

It's dawn now, I have to go back to class, and there is a big class today.

Chen Feng beat a monster, ate and drank enough, changed clean clothes, dressed in a white robe like snow, and returned to Nei Zong.

The inner sect disciple can enter the deep mountains near the sect at will, but if they die in the deep mountain, the sect will not be responsible.

When he came to class, Chen Feng casually found a seat and sat down. After that, other disciples came in successively.

After they saw Chen Feng, their faces showed weird expressions, and then they sat far away from him.

Chen Feng discovered that none of these people looked right at him.

There is contempt, there is disdain, and there is compassion.

A murmur came.

"Have you heard? Chen Feng is going to fight Yang Jingtian."

"I heard that, three months later, see you on the stage of life and death."

"To go to the stage of life and death? So cruel? When you go to the stage of life and death, life and death are safe, and you don't need to keep your hands. Even if you die, the sect will not care.

"Yeah! Do you think Chen Feng can't think about it? He took the initiative to challenge Yang Jingtian? This time, he must die in Yang Jingtian's hands."

"Yes, I think so. No matter how good he is, he can't be Yang Jingtian's opponent."

"Could it be that he feels he has no hope of breaking through and renounces himself?"

...

All kinds of speculations spread to Chen Feng's ears, and Chen Feng just smiled and didn't care.

After a while, Han Yuer and Bai Mo arrived.

Seeing Chen Feng, Han Yuer hurried over and whispered: "Junior Brother, I didn't find you yesterday, where did you go?"

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm looking for a place to practice."

"I heard that you are going to compete with Yang Jingtian?" Han Yuer asked worriedly.

"Well, three months later, the newcomer rankings will definitely be able to." Chen Feng saw Han Yu'er seem to be saying something, and quickly interrupted him, and smiled: "Sister, don't worry, I'll be fine. You I know, I’m not an impassioned person."

Han Yu'er just felt relieved and nodded without saying more.

Seeing that Zhao Duanliu hadn't come yet, Chen Feng asked Han Yuer, Bai Mo, Wang Jingang and others about the situation.

Wang Jingang waved his arm as thick as a beam, hehe smiled: "The little boys in the same yard came from the same place, and want to get together to bully me? Don't look at what the uncle is like. People, hey, I got punched by me and fell on the ground. Now I see me and walk around."

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "Be careful, don't kill anyone."

Wang Jingang smiled honestly: "I have a few."

Han Yuer said lightly: "In the same yard with me, there is a female disciple who comes from a family with abundant resources. She has a higher cultivation base and better martial arts than me. But I dared to fight harder than her. After a fight, I took the main house. Occupies the best position."

She spoke an understatement and didn't want Chen Feng to worry.

Chen Feng's heart was tense and concerned, "Are there any injuries?"

Seeing that he cares about herself, Han Yuer felt sweet: "It's just skin and flesh injuries, don't worry."

Chen Feng nodded slightly without saying anything, but had made up his mind to buy a batch of medicine pills for Han Yuer. This elder sister is obedient and gentle in front of her, but in fact she is in the shape of a raging fire, and she fights hard at every turn.