Chapter 1317: Meager
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"The way of the sword."
"The first strike of Thunder Beast Saber Technique, Thunder Beast Claw."
Lin Feng continued to practice, and the Qilan Saber in his hand became more and more attentive. Not long after he cast the Thunder Beast Saber Technique for the first time, Lin Feng's saber technique realm has been raised from the ten-fold initial enlightenment to the ten-fold subtlety.
Now, he is sprinting towards the tenth limit, which is the realm of senior sister Liu Qin.
"The Thunder Beast's first strike, I have been able to perform it perfectly."
"But the Thunder Beast's second attack still can't grasp the essence." Lin Feng stared at the lifelike unicorn in front of him, his consciousness was completely immersed in it.
After I came back, I checked it myself, and the records are not detailed, but it should be a unicorn born to control lightning.
Therefore, Lin Feng named the saber technique he had comprehended as the 'Thunder Beast Saber Technique'.
Thunder Beast's saber technique is not limited to one blow, what I comprehend is only the artistic conception of thunderous hooves and claws, the easiest artistic conception to comprehend, after all, the attack of hooves and claws is the most direct and delicate.
In addition to the first hit 'Thunder Beast Claw', the second hit 'Thunder Beast Roar', Lin Feng could vaguely feel the artistic conception.
However, it is not that simple to cultivate.
As for the third strike, the thundering unicorn, the artistic conception is too profound, at least it is impossible to comprehend it before comprehending the roar of the Thunder Beast. The three Thunder Beast sword techniques have their own characteristics, but they are perfectly presented in a stone sculpture.
Quite magical.
"The martial artist who carved this stone sculpture has truly mastered the sword technique and comprehended the heavenly way of the sword." Lin Feng secretly admired it.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Lin Feng's eyes fell not far away. Senior sister Liu Qin stood tall, muttering to herself from time to time, revealing two small dimples, a pair of slender steps that were psychedelic, and the sword in his hand made a hissing sound.
It took the senior sister a year to find the most suitable stone carving for her.
It took another two years to enter the state of cultivation.
"There is still one year to go before the second round of the main competition. Let's go again." Lin Feng turned his gaze back. There is a one-year interval between the preliminaries and the first round of the main competition.
From the first round to the second round of the race, there is an interval of three years.
"My current strength should be on par with the prince Qin Yushu, but he may not use his full strength." Lin Feng thought to himself, as the prince, Qin Yushu's backing is extremely solid, and what he has shown so far is only normal combat strength. There is no particularly powerful mixed hole Xuanbao.
"He must have a powerful Xuandong Xuanbao. Even if his real combat power can't be compared with Yu Zi's, it is probably not much worse."
Lin Feng understood.
He ranked sixth in the first round of the race, which is a normal position. In fact, the difference in strength from fourth to tenth is not very big. The key is to play on the spot.
But the position of the top three is very firm.
The uncrowned king, Qin Qing'er, the unborn genius of Xianluo Palace.
In the Hall of Hundred Saints, Yu Zi, who is ranked third among the competitive kings.
Qin Yushu, the prince of the Eastern Huang Empire.
"To enter the top three, my combat power must catch up with Yu Yu and Qin Yushu." Lin Feng knew in his heart that at present, there is still a slight gap between his strength and the two of them.
However, only meager.
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Crane Saint Star.
"Holy One! See the Holy One!" Kui Ran, Yu Wenpei, Qian Wu, Chi You... More than a dozen palace masters knelt on one knee, with reverent expressions on their faces. Era, loyalty is commendable.
"I believe you already know what happened." The Crane Saint said calmly.
"The secret realm of the ancient myriad worlds will be opened soon, and it will not exceed ten years at most. You have followed me for more than a hundred epochs. According to the rules of the Hundred Saints Palace, you can choose whether to enter or not."
According to the rules of the Hundred Saints Palace, the galaxy-level powerhouse becomes the master of the hall, and if he has followed the saint for more than a hundred epochs, he can enter the secret realm of the ancient world.
If it is a disciple of a saint, although there is no requirement from the hall master, it must be a silver heart level powerhouse.
Because it is necessary to use "space teleportation" to enter the secret realm of the ancient world, no matter how strong the galaxy level is, it cannot enter, and must be accompanied by a saint.
"Now, express your opinion." The Crane Saint said.
"Those who are willing to enter the secret realm of the ancient world, get up."
instant
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The seven figures showed joy and even got up. For the palace masters who have already stood at the peak of the galaxy level, it is undoubtedly a great opportunity to enter the secret realm of the ancient world. Lou, breaking through to become a saint is also good.
The remaining eight figures hesitated, but soon a few of them stood up one by one.
According to statistics, no more than 20% of galaxy-level warriors entered the secret realm of the ancient world and survived in the end.
The death rate is quite high!
Even the chances of saints falling are more than 30%, sometimes even more than 50%, 60%, not to mention galaxy-level warriors. As much as there is a gain, there is as much risk to take.
In the end, twelve hall masters chose to enter, and three hall masters chose not to enter.
The hall masters who don't enter are often relatively young, and they still have a glimmer of hope to become a saint, and they don't want to take such a big risk. After all, the lifespan of a Yinxin-level powerhouse is five hundred epochs, which is not short.
Even if you don't enter this time, maybe after two or three hundred epochs, you still have a chance to enter again.
"Okay." The crane saint glanced over, "Go back and prepare, remember, the defense treasure is the most important thing for you. In addition, don't retreat during this period, wait for the notice."
"Yes, holy one!" The hall masters headed by Kui Ran and Yu Wenpei retreated in response.
The rain is coming.
In the center of the Milky Way, on the outskirts of the super black hole, countless saints have emerged. The number of saints from the seven empires, especially the Yinwu Empire and Donghuang Empire, is the largest, and the number of saint kings is also the largest.
The other five great empires, the Barbaric Empire, the Illusory Empire, the Myriad Monster Empire, the Evil Empire, and the God Sacrifice Empire are not far behind.
In terms of strength, the seven empires are actually not much different. Each empire has a large number of saints and saint kings standing at the top of the galaxy. Therefore, in countless epochs, they feared each other and maintained a dynamic balance.
Everyone agrees that big fights in the galaxy are rare.
But it is different in the secret realm of the ancient world. In order to seize treasures and seize opportunities, no one is sympathetic. Even if they belong to the same empire, it is not uncommon for them to kill each other.
Every time, more than half of those who died in the secret realm of the ancient world came from the warrior himself.
There, it is not only a treasure house, but also a Shura field.
At this time, sparks and collisions have gradually begun to appear among the saints. After entering the secret realm of the ancient world, as long as there are conflicts of interest, they will definitely kill and show no mercy.
Not many can keep their sanity and principles under the great temptation to leave a dying galaxy.
At this time, the second round of the Donghuang Genius Tournament is about to start in a hurry.
…(to be continued.)