C40

As the time for the competition with the Phantom Institute got closer and closer, An Zheng could feel that Du Shoushou and the others were getting more and more nervous. Xiao Qidao was young, so he didn't know what it meant to be nervous. Du Shoushou and Qu Liuer, on the other hand, felt a little uneasy. After all, the two of them had only just started cultivating and did not have the confidence to defeat the disciples of the Phantom Institute who had cultivated for many years already.

Right now, this matter was no longer spread out in a small scale, and many people in Fantasy Eternal Residence City were waiting for that day to come. The reason why An Zheng and the others could still cultivate properly in Tianqi Martial School was because everyone wanted to see how good they were. It was said that some disciples of the Phantom Institute planned to find people to chase An Zheng and the others away, but an amazing man of the Fantasy Eternal Residence City said that no one was allowed to interfere in this matter, otherwise, if they found anyone, they would get rid of one of them.

This big shot's name was Gao Sanduo, and all the casinos in Fantasy Eternal Residence City belonged to him. It was said that although Tianqi Martial School and Phantom Institute's competition was a child's play, it had already been stirred up by the casino crocodile. It was said that there were many people in Fantasy Eternal Residence City who had placed bets on this matter.

All of these people were sent by Gao Sanduo to protect An Zheng and the others. At least until the end of the bet, Gao Sanduo would not let anyone touch the people from Tianqi Martial School.

Forget about the entire martial arts world, even to the Fantasy Eternal Residence City, this was a small matter. Right now, it was already boiling over. Every day, there were people who would specially go outside of Tianqi Martial School to see the appearance of those children who did not know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

Early in the morning, when An Zheng walked into the classroom, Qu Liuer and the others were discussing how to increase the attack power on the low-levelled students, which was an academic issue that the big figures of Cultivation had yet to solve, while Du Shoushou was sprawled on the table sleeping, his drool had already drenched his sleeves.

An Zheng walked over to Du Shoushou and patted him. Du Shoushou immediately sat up straight and started reciting the cultivation chant in a daze.

Qu Liuer said: "It's going to be tough on him. Last night, he cultivated until very late, and only went to sleep when the sky was about to brighten."

An Zheng laughed, but in his heart, he was blaming himself. If he could immediately purchase them, he would be able to enter the Heaven Defying Seal to test whether or not he would provoke the Sky Law. If not for the arrival of the Sky Law, Du Shoushou and the other two would have been able to enter the Heaven Defying Seal s to cultivate. But An Zheng himself couldn't take it, he couldn't let Du Shoushou and the others take the risk.

"You're quite hardworking. You can read the words that you don't recognize?"

An Zheng asked with a smile.

Du Shoushou rubbed his eyes, then raised his chin: "Of course, fat grandpa is not that stupid. I have already memorized the thick tombstone of entering the cultivation art, how can I not remember those few words?"

An Zheng: "Then write the words' colluding with others'."

Du Shoushou picked up the brush and wrote, and after a while, he finished writing. After blowing on the ink, he looked at An Zheng smugly. An Zheng looked down, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times... Du Shoushou's writing was not too ugly, it was horizontal and straight... The wolves were surrounded and raped ? An Zheng felt that he could not continue to stare at this term, especially the last word that said cunning. It made him feel that the entire world was filled with malice towards wolves.

"How is it?"

Du Shoushou asked.

An Zheng nodded: "I think you have insulted me."

Qu Liuer turned his head over to look, and then blushed: "An Zheng, let's talk about something else ?"

Xiao Qidao also wanted to see, but was stopped by Qu Liuer.

An Zheng laughed, "I know that we are nervous in our hearts, because we do not have the confidence, right? Right now, the strongest is Xiao Qidao, but fighting is not something that Xiao Qidao can do. As for Fatty and Xiao Liu'er, you two are the ones with first rank of purified stage. Even if the fighting technique that I teach you is the best, there is still no way to make up for the disparity in strength. "

"However, you all shouldn't worry too much."

An Zheng leaned on the door and continued to speak: "Although their strength is stronger than us, but you must remember one thing, and that is how big the difference is between the two realms. In fact, the difference in strength between the Ascending fourth rank and the Sword Qi was not so huge that it was impossible to cross over. Let's get to know each other's strength first, so that you all can follow me out. "

Du Shoushou and the others followed An Zheng and went outside, discovering that An Zheng had already relocated many new things on the Martial Arts Practice Field.

There were a lot of wooden stakes in a row, the thinnest one was as thick as an arm, and the thickest one was so thick that it could fit two adults hugging it. These wooden piles had already been firmly buried in the ground. From left to right, there were a total of thirty-six piles.

"Fatty, use all your strength to hit the wooden stake. Let's see where your attack limit is."

After An Zheng said this, the fatty immediately walked to the front of the wooden stake. Picking it up, he chose a wooden stake that was around ten centimeters in diameter. He took a horse stance, then punched out with his fist and struck the wooden stake with a bang. The wooden stake snapped with a crack. Du Shoushou's mouth split into a smile, as though he was satisfied with his punch. Therefore, he took two steps to the right and picked a wooden stake that was about 20 centimeters in diameter. He threw a punch at it, but the wooden stake did not break from the impact.

Where Du Shoushou's fist landed on, a crater formed from the impact, and wood chips flew everywhere.

An Zheng nodded: "This is the limit of your attack. Among cultivator s with first rank of purified stage, it can already be considered to be above average. Qu Liuer did not waste any of those herbs, and it has improved your physique a lot. "

Qu Liuer took a deep breath, and the skinny little girl walked over: "I'll try."

She chose a wooden stake of about thirty centimeters, adjusted her breathing, and struck the stake with her small fist. The wooden stake didn't budge at all ? Du Shoushou was stunned for a moment, and then, he couldn't quite believe it: "How is this possible? Yesterday, she even said that she felt as though she would soon be promoted to a second grade pure spirit master. "

Du Shoushou had not finished speaking when the wooden stake suddenly shattered. It was not broken, but the whole pile had shattered. These kinds of broken pieces were messy, and each piece of wood was almost completely stripped off. As a result, what landed on the ground wasn't a pile of sawdust, but a pile of something that resembled a Hair.

"What a strange power."

An Zheng could not help but exclaim. Even though he was experienced and knowledgeable, he had never seen someone's cultivation strength like this. Qu Liuer's cultivation strength was like a sharp, stable and precise scalpel, completely peeling away all the fibers. It was hard to imagine how terrifying the consequences would be if this punch were to land on someone's body.

An Zheng thought, it was most likely because of Qu Liuer's comprehension of the pharmacology, which had fused with her own cultivation strength. If this kind of cultivation strength was strong to a certain degree, it might be able to return everything to its true nature.

Qu Liuer blushed and then moved towards the right. "I think I can try again."

She picked a wooden stake that was slightly thicker than the one from before and threw another punch. The fist landed on the wooden stake, exactly the same as before. The wooden pile didn't change at the beginning, but as a gentle breeze blew by, it began to split and peel off. However, in the end, the wooden threads were a little tangled, so a wooden stake with a diameter of about thirty centimeters was Qu Liuer's limit.

Du Shoushou said: "So powerful... Xiao Qidao, come over and try it. "

Little Seven walked over while twitching his little butt. Then, he mimicked Du Tzu's movements and took a horse stance, punching out with his little fist. Unfortunately, the distance was not calculated and the punch did not hit the wooden stake. Du Shisui laughed out loud. Just as he was about to say 'Little Seven, your arm is too short ?' "He had just let out two loud laughs when a small hole appeared in the wooden stake with a bang. The hole was as big as Little Seven's fist.

The wooden pillar did not move, but it was pierced through by Xiao Qidao's fist wind.

"fist wind!"

An Zheng's eyes immediately widened.

Logically, it was impossible for the Purified Stage to produce any external energy, which meant that it was a qi-qi. Only after reaching Xumi Stage would one be able to cultivate the Qi of the sword qi or fist wind, which was able to injure a person from a distance. The Purified Stage, in fact, was still an unceasing tempering the body. To let the strength displayed by his muscles reach their limits, coupled with the cultivation strength, he was able to unleash the power of his fists.

However, if they did not come into contact with it, it would be difficult for them to cause much damage. Xiao Qidao was only at the Second Rank, how could he cultivate fist wind?

An Zheng was startled for a moment, then asked: "Xiao Qidao, have you gotten drunk again?"

Xiao Qidao nodded with her childish voice: "Last night when I was sleeping, I suddenly felt dizzy. Lying on the bed, I felt like I was on a boat."

An Zheng laughed, "You are a peerless genius, you are only four years old. After four months of cultivation, you have already reached the third grade of the Elemental Realm."

Xiao Qidao became proud: "Big Brother An Zheng, I know something else."

He staggered to the front of a thicker wooden stake, raised his arm, and swung it downwards. That white and tender arm was actually like a knife as it cut off the wooden stake in unison. The cracks on the wooden stake were extremely flat.

Du Shoushou inhaled a breath of cold air, his face turned a little pale: "Xiao Qidao, I will leave Big Brother Fatty's safety in your hands in the future."

Even if the Purified Stage was the lowest level realm of cultivation level, this was why geniuses could quickly advance their profound strength. There were people who would continuously raise their fourth rank within a year. But Xiao Qidao is too young... Only four and a half. The flesh of a third stage cultivator would become stronger, so turning the blade into a palm would not be difficult. This was because the palm was originally where the cultivation strength was released to. Furthermore, after a long period of training, the palm had become tough.

But Xiao Qidao did not use his hands, but his arms. How did that white and tender arm split the wooden stake? Moreover, he was actually able to transform the cultivation strength into external energy, this was simply unimaginable.

An Zheng said seriously: "During the competition, Xiao Qidao will definitely not go on stage."

The others nodded, they knew what An Zheng was worried about. Once Xiao Qidao's talent was exposed, it would be a disaster for him. There would be many people who would come to snatch him, and Xiao Qidao was extremely likely to become their sacrifice.

Xiao Qidao felt wronged: "Why can't I go and call."

An Zheng thought for a while and said: "Before your mother left, she told me to not let you fight until I was eight years old."

Xiao Qidao replied with an "oh". His nose and eyes were red.

The Old Huo sitting inside the room sighed, thinking that this child Xiao Qidao, would definitely have a tough time in the future. This child's physique was too strange and special. If he was nurtured and used by bad people, he would become a Great Devil in the future. If he could always follow An Zheng around, that would perhaps be the best choice. Old Huo was very clear about the expressions, faces and attitude of those jianghuke s. If Xiao Qidao was placed in any of the sect, he would be treated as a treasure, but that kind of misguided education which only hastened the growth of plants, could very possibly ruin this child.

"Big brother An Zheng, why don't you give me a punch too?"

Xiao Qidao sniffed, but he still looked wronged.

An Zheng laughed, "I... Hahahahaha ? How awkward, can I not fight? "