Cultivating With The Nine Dragons System

Looking at the round body on the stage, Wang Hao subconsciously blinked his eyes. He didn't expect that the one who represented the Dragon Leaping House wasn't Qin Hui, but the little fatty Jia Houwei, whom he was familiar with.    

    

"Didn't the fatty arrange to go on the stage in front of Muer? " Wang Hao was shocked, "This means that Fatty's strength has already surpassed Muer's?!"    

    

Thinking of this, Wang Hao himself did not believe it.    

    

Zhao Muer's bloodline was the Floating Golden Bow. Among all the bowl-shaped weapon bloodlines, it was enough to be ranked in the top ten. Even among all weapon bloodlines, it could also be ranked in the top hundred.    

    

It could be said that Zhao Muer's bloodline was already considered to be extremely outstanding. Even if she faced Wang Hao's Dragon Son bloodline, it was not that she could not fight against it.    

    

Elder Zhao had also said that once Zhao Muer broke through to the Profound Martial Stage and condensed the Bloodline Soul, her future would be bright and bright. From the degree of Zhao Muer's improvement, it also confirmed this statement.    

    

Zhao Muer breaking through from the ninth level of the Essence Martial Stage to the Profound Martial Stage Level Two in four months was already very shocking. Apart from Lin Rui, who was carefully nurtured by Lau Xuan, who could be compared to Wang Hao, who had obtained the fragment of the Sword Dao?    

    

However, from the order of the battle, it could be seen that Jia Houwei had surpassed these three people.    

    

Wang Hao clearly remembered that when Jia Houwei just arrived in Myriad Beast Abyss, he was only at the Essence Martial Stage Level Five, but now...    

    

"Bang!"    

    

A powerful Qi burst out from Jia Houwei's body. This Qi even formed a Qi wave that blew below the arena.    

    

The surrounding disciples who were watching from below the arena all gathered their Qi to defend themselves. A few of the registered disciples who had just joined the sect this year were thrown to the ground by the Qi wave. Their faces were extremely pale.    

    

"Fourth level Profound Martial Stage!"    

    

A cry of surprise came from the crowd. It was only now that people realized that the fat man on the stage had the strength of a Fourth level Profound Martial Stage!    

    

The nominal disciple who asked Lin Rui who she was previously asked again, "Senior brother, who is the one who stepped onto the stage?"    

    

This time, the senior brother beside him did not reply for a long time. He turned his head strangely and saw that his senior brother's face was filled with shock. His lips even trembled intensely because of his shock.    

    

This senior brother naturally knew who Jia Houwei was. He had stayed in the sect for six years and had seen Jia Houwei countless of times.    

    

He remembered very clearly that when he was still an in-name disciple, the young Jia Houwei would carry a broom that was even taller than himself all day long. He would run around the sect every day and clean the place.    

    

After he joined the Outer Sect, this little fatty was still running around...    

    

Unknowingly, he suddenly realized that Jia Houwei had appeared in the Outer Sect and had become his junior brother. In the blink of an eye, this little fatty had been made an exception and recruited into the inner sect.    

    

At that time, he was still unconvinced. Why did he have to struggle in the Outer Sect for so long? Why couldn't he join the inner sect? And this little fatty seemed to have an explosive luck. In the first year that he entered the Outer Sect, he had already advanced to the inner sect.    

    

Now, he finally understood how childish he was when he was unconvinced.    

    

Fourth level of the Profound Martial Stage. During the one year that Jia Houwei had joined the sect, his cultivation base had increased by more than ten levels! How many disciples would need five years or even longer to achieve the same thing?    

    

Looking at Jia Houwei's history of growth, it was simply a standard grassroots counterattack!    

    

On the arena, Yuen Fei was also very shocked. He searched through his memories, but he didn't remember when there was such a figure in the Dragon Leaping House.    

    

On the elder's seat, Elder Hee smiled and said to the old man beside him, "Elder Chen, congratulations on taking in such an excellent disciple!"    

    

The slightly crazy old man beside Elder Hee revealed a proud expression, but he still said, "This little fatty didn't let me down after all my efforts."    

    

Elder Hee knew Elder Chen's stubborn temperament. The fact that he could hear such words from Elder Chen indicated that Jia Houwei was really liked by Elder Chen.    

    

Zhao Wujian and Lee Feng exchanged a glance and saw the shock in each other's eyes. When they were in the Outer Sect Competition, they already knew that Jia Houwei was Elder Chen's last disciple, but they never thought that Jia Houwei would grow so fast.    

    

Elder Zhao sighed in his heart. "Elder Chen is indeed worthy of being the same sect's guardian as Elder Hee. His ability to educate his disciples is beyond us!"    

    

Lee Feng was also amazed in his heart. What he and Zhao Wujian didn't know was... From the beginning to the end, apart from teaching Jia Houwei the most basic cultivation method, Elder Hee also taught him. He never taught him a single move, a single move, all his achievements, all of these were the result of Jia Houwei's own hard work.    

    

Wang Hao gradually calmed down from his shock. He was happy for Jia Houwei from the bottom of his heart.    

    

"This fatty has really made a name for himself!"    

    

Perhaps it was because of the increase in strength, Jia Houwei had changed from his usual wretched appearance. There was a faint confidence on his face.    

    

"Senior brother Yuen Fei, please teach me!"    

    

Yuen Fei nodded his head. Although Jia Houwei's strength was not bad, he did not take it to heart.    

    

Judging from his Qi, Jia Houwei had just broken through to the fourth level of the Profound Martial Stage. Compared to Jia Houwei, who had already reached the peak of the Profound Martial Stage Level Five and was about to break through to the sixth level, Jia Houwei was still weaker.    

    

Yuen Fei thought in his heart, "I don't believe that a second Zhao Muer will appear in the Dragon Leaping House!"    

    

The audience held their breaths, waiting for the battle that was about to happen on the arena. The Dragon Leaping House had already given them a strong shock. They really wanted to know if Jia Houwei could continue this kind of shock.    

    

"Do you think... Jia Houwei can really defeat Yuen Fei?"    

    

The voice was very soft, and there was an extreme lack of confidence in its tone. As soon as these words left his mouth, disdain and ridicule could be heard from the side. " How could this be? One should know that senior disciple Yuen Fei was the ninth ranked disciple in the inner circle. He is a genuine core disciple. If Jia Houwei can win, I will twist my head off and kick him like a ball!"    

    

"Are you telling the truth?"    

    

On the arena, Jia Houwei suddenly turned his head and stared at the disciple who spoke. The corner of his mouth curled up into a strange smile, as if he was certain that this disciple would win.    

    

The disciple who had just spoken had his face turned red, but he didn't want to lose face because of this.    

    

"Could it be that this fatty really has a way to defeat Yuen Fei? I don't believe it. He must know that he is going to lose, and he wants to regain his face on me. How can I let him succeed?!"    

    

When he thought of this, his courage increased. He pointed at his own head and shouted, "That's right. If you can defeat Senior Brother Yuen Fei, I will immediately twist my head and give it to you!"    

    

Jia Houwei smiled and did not say anything. After following Wang Hao, he liked to do things like slapping his face.    

    

This disciple felt goosebumps all over his body after being stared at by Jia Houwei. He wanted to find a reason to leave as soon as possible.    

    

Jia Houwei stared at him for a long time. When the disciple was about to turn around and escape, he said with a smile, "Alright, I need a urine pot. You have a big head, and it's perfect for me."    

    

After saying that, Jia Houwei no longer paid attention to the disciple whose face had turned pale from anger. He turned around and faced Yuen Fei.    

    

Yuen Fei took out a soul item from his Essence Ring. It was a pair of heavy hammers. There was a flash of lightning on the surface of the hammers, and it made crackling sounds as it hit the air.    

    

After that, the Bloodline Soul appeared behind Yuen Fei.    

    

"It's here! It's senior disciple Yuen Fei's Blood Soul, the Thunder Hammer!"    

    

Everyone turned to look at Yuen Fei, only to see a blue colored hammer behind him. The body of the hammer was shining with lightning, it was very shocking.    

    

"I have used up a lot of Yuan energy from Zhao Muer. If I continue to fight with this fatty, even if I win, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat Qin Hui. I still have Hee Kang and Ding Chunqiu behind me. There's no need to hold back."    

    

"When I fight Zhao Muer, her movement technique is too agile. I can't chase after her, so I can only passively defend. I have been holding back a lot of anger in my heart. It's time to vent it out!"    

    

As he thought of this, Yuen Fei's fighting spirit rose crazily.    

    

Qin Hui, who was below the arena, frowned. He had fought with Yuen Fei countless times and knew him very well. Every time Yuen Fei was serious, he would be very strong. He could not help but remind Jia Houwei.    

    

"Be careful of his hammer. It has a numbing effect!"    

    

Even without Qin Hui's reminder, Jia Houwei knew that he could not easily touch the two hammers in Yuen Fei's hands. The flashing electric light on the surface of the hammers made him slightly afraid.    

    

"Yuen Fei's bloodline is not like Li Lun's. It is pure lightning bloodline. So the paralysis effect is definitely not as strong as Li Lun's. But since it's a weapon bloodline... It was another heavy hammer. Yuen Fei must be very strong in terms of strength. I have to be extra careful. "    

    

Jia Houwei also became serious. His body shook, and a layer of white dust spread out from his body, like the morning fog.    

    

"The Transcendence Technique!"    

    

Lee Yunlong couldn't help but exclaim. He looked at Elder Chen beside him, and his heart was filled with excitement.    

    

"Ever since Elder Hee, no one in the sect has learned this technique for hundreds of years. It seems like this disciple needs to be nurtured more in the future. After a hundred years, perhaps the sect will produce another guardian!"    

    

Looking at the white dust around Jia Houwei, Yuen Fei couldn't help but frown. These white dust didn't emit any Essence Energy Undulation, but it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.    

    

"What kind of strange martial skill is this? Let me try it out first!"    

    

Yuen Fei made a decision. At the same time, he raised his pair of hammers and heavily smashed them onto the ground.    

    

"Thunder Wave!"    

    

The heavy hammer landed on the ground, producing a violent crashing sound. The entire arena trembled three times. Then, between the heavy hammer and the ground, lightning flashed.    

    

Jia Houwei's pupils constricted. He could clearly see countless surging electric currents interweaving into huge waves that swept towards him.    

    

Jia Houwei did not choose to dodge, because he could not dodge at all. The electric waves that Yuen Fei sent out with his hammer enveloped the entire arena. If Jia Houwei wanted to dodge, he could only jump off the arena and jump into the air to avoid the huge waves.    

    

The difference from the rules of Outer Sect Competition was that whoever jumped off the arena this time would be considered as admitting defeat. And jumping into the air was even more foolish. Profound Martial Stage warriors could not fly. At most, he could use his movement technique to stay in the air for a short period of time, and his body wouldn't be able to receive the force in the air. Once they jumped into the air, they would be like a human-shaped target.    

    

"Looks like I can only take it head on!"    

    

Jia Houwei took a deep breath and took a standard horse stance. He stretched out both arms at the same time and struck out two palms.    

    

"Dust Separating Shield!"    

    

Jia Houwei shouted and a large amount of white dust burst out from his palms. The white dust quickly condensed and formed a thin shield that floated in front of him.    

    

Yuen Fei sneered and said, "A shield made of paper, and you still want to block my electric wave? Dream on!"    

    

Jia Houwei did not speak quickly. It was not that he did not want to, but he had to focus all his energy on controlling the white dust.    

    

The martial skills Elder Chen gave him were all related to controlling the white dust. Without his master's guidance, Jia Houwei could only figure it out by himself. Although he could successfully use the martial skills now, he was not that proficient and could not be distracted when using them.    

    

"Shield!"    

    

Jia Houwei shouted once again. Accompanied by his shout, the electric waves collided with the Dust Shield.    

    

For a moment, the entire arena was covered by a dazzling electric light. The surrounding disciples used their arms to cover their eyes. They wanted to wait until the electric light dissipated before watching the battle.    

    

At this moment, Jia Houwei's extremely shocked voice was suddenly heard from the electric light.    

    

"F * ck!"