C19 Combat Pavilion
C19 Combat Pavilion
"Don't worry. I will definitely defeat him in a year."
Chiang Zhan smiled faintly. Ling Feng was able to dominate all the Elite Ranking in the outer circle. Indeed, he was not an ordinary expert. Within a year's time, he had broken through to the Aperture Breaking Stage. It was a matter that was set in stone, but so what? He had cultivated the ultimate skill of Patriarch Chiang, the Imperishable War King Spell. It could wash one's muscles and bones, rejuvenate one's body, and allow one to have a limitless future in the Martial Dao. The only thing that he lacked was time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be difficult for him to surpass his opponent.
It was precisely because of this that he decided to make a one-year promise with Ling Feng. Although the time was short, as long as he made full use of it, even if he could not catch up to his opponent... At that time, he would be able to rely on his powerful physical strength and vigorous spiritual Qi. He would be able to fight Ling Feng if he were to fight someone stronger than him.
More importantly, he had been thinking about awakening the War King Bloodline. According to Patriarch Chiang, the War King Bloodline was one of the ten special bloodlines in the Divine Blood Continent. It was the most suitable place to cultivate the martial arts, although he didn't know about the awakening of the War King Bloodline yet. What good will it do, but I have a feeling... This was the true hope of him becoming a powerful martial artist.
With a flash of his mind, Chiang Zhan and Luo Jie left the square together and moved into a stone house.
"Such strong spiritual energy!"
Chiang Zhan could not help feeling excited when he felt the pure spiritual energy in the stone house. His blood was boiling. This was his stone house. Although he was cultivating with Luo Jie, it would affect his cultivation.
Rumble, rumble...
Without any hesitation, Chiang Zhan pushed the Imperishable War King Spell to its limit. In an instant, the void trembled, and the spiritual energy boiled. It was as if thousands of streams had returned to the ocean, rushing into his body without any cost.
After that, Chiang Zhan's clothes fluttered without any wind, like a fluttering war flag, fluttering in the wind. The surging spiritual energy in the depths of his Dantian was circulating like a whirlpool, and his cultivation base was increasing at a visible rate.
"Mr. Zhan is truly abnormal. His cultivation speed is dozens of times faster than mine. Perhaps he will really catch up to Ling Feng in a year's time." Luo Jie couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Chiang Zhan absorbing the spiritual Qi without any restraint. His jaw dropped. Ever since he joined the Heavenly Fist Sect, he had seen some geniuses cultivating. Although his speed was terrifying, it was still far from being as fast as Chiang Zhan's. Those people were all shocked. It wasn't hard to imagine that all of them had become Elite Ranking warriors. How powerful would Chiang Zhan become in the future?
Apart from that, his enthusiasm for cultivation had also been ignited. Immediately, he sat down cross-legged and entered into a state of cultivation. However, compared to Chiang Zhan, the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual energy was more than eight streets behind him.
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Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.
During this period of time, besides eating and resting, Chiang Zhan had been cultivating. His cultivation base had been increasing day by day. Not only had he reached the Pulse Opening Stage Peak of Third Layer, he had also broken through to the fourth meridian.
After stepping into the Fourth Sky of the Pulse Opening Stage, his strength had increased rapidly. Just by releasing his Qi, Luo Jie's breathing had stagnated. His Qi and blood were boiling, and he almost got injured on the spot.
Even so, Chiang Zhan wasn't satisfied. He was still immersed in his cultivation, refining the spiritual energy and consolidating his cultivation base every day.
Five days later, he felt that his cultivation base had reached the peak of the Fourth Sky of Pulse Opening Stage. He was only half a step away from breaking through to the Fifth Layer, but the strange thing was... No matter how much spiritual energy he absorbed, he was still unable to open his fifth meridian. He seemed to have encountered the legendary bottleneck.
Chiang Zhan knew in his heart that his recent continuous increase in cultivation had caused his spiritual energy to become impure and impure. His control had also been greatly weakened, and he was unable to do as he pleased while attacking his meridians. If he wanted to break through to the Fifth Layer of Pulse Opening Stage, he could only do so through actual combat.
However, before that, he had to go to the Battle Skill Pavilion and choose a combat skill to cultivate.
What a combat skill was, in fact, a martial artist's explosive strength. Only by cultivating a combat skill could one fully unleash one's strength.
In the Divine Blood Continent, if one wanted to become an expert, they had to have a strong body and superb comprehension ability. The most important thing was a combat skill. It was said that it was a High Level War Skill. It was not hard to imagine that it could allow a warrior to challenge someone who was stronger than him. How crazy was a warrior's pursuit of combat skills?
"Battle Skill Pavilion" was a place where the Heavenly Fist Sect kept their combat skills. It could be said that it was the lifeline of the entire sect, and it was heavily guarded.
Chiang Zhan arrived at the "Battle Skill Pavilion" and looked around. There was a strong aura hidden in the ancient tower, and it was shocking.
At the door, an old man was sitting on an old armchair. His long eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were tightly shut. It seemed like he had fallen asleep. However, as soon as Chiang Zhan walked over, he opened his eyes. His eyes were like two sharp blades that had been unsheathed from their sheaths, and they were cold and frightening.