Chapter 12 Gambling Battle
"Yang Feng is finally out of seclusion!"
"Not only is Yang Feng extremely talented, he also practices very hard. How could such a person not rise up!"
"Yang Feng is simply an ascetic monk. After coming to Xuantian City, he spent most of his time practicing in seclusion, which is no fun at all!"
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Seeing Yang Feng come out of the dormitory, the outer disciples in the east courtyard started talking involuntarily, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.
Yang Feng ignored the comments from the outer disciples of the East Campus and walked straight towards the main city.
Soon, Yang Feng arrived in front of the Sutra Collection Pavilion in the main city.
However, when Yang Feng wanted to enter the Scripture Collection Pavilion, he was stopped.
"Yang Feng, I am Sun Hui, who is ranked tenth on the outer sect elite list!"
"I heard that you have the strength to enter the top ten of the outer sect elite list. I am very unconvinced. I want to compete with you to see if you dare to accept my challenge!"
Before Yang Feng could get angry and ask, the young man blocking Yang Feng's path spoke loudly with a fighting spirit on his face.
"What's wrong with that?"
"However, I don't like fighting without results!"
"Let's do this. We won't bet big, but just bet on a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Dan. How about that?"
Yang Feng looked at the young man in front of him who was full of fighting spirit and said in a calm tone.
"Can!"
As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Sun Hui responded without hesitation.
After saying that, Sun Hui waved his hand, and a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Dan flew out from his space ring and landed on the open space on the side of the Sutra Pavilion.
Seeing this scene, Yang Feng did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, he took out a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Pill from the space ring and threw it into the open space on the side of the Sutra Pavilion.
Yang Feng and Sun Hui's actions soon attracted the attention of the outer disciples near the Sutra Pavilion. They gathered around and started talking softly:
"Sun Hui is a veteran outer sect disciple of our West Academy. He has been ranked tenth on the outer sect elite list for a year. He is extremely powerful. Yang Feng will definitely lose!"
"That's not necessarily the case! Although Yang Feng started relatively late, he is an unrivaled talent. His cultivation speed is fast, and his overall strength may have already surpassed Sun Hui's!"
"The Lord of the City has said personally that Yang Feng has the strength and combat power of the top ten in the Outer Sect Elite List. Sun Hui is definitely no match for Yang Feng!"
"The city lord has a keen eye and will definitely not be mistaken, so Sun Hui will definitely lose!"
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Hearing the discussions among the outer disciples around him, Sun Hui's eyes flashed with monstrous anger. With a slight drink, he mobilized the Gang Qi in his body, condensed a Gang Qi long sword, and used the Xuantian Sword Technique to strike at Yang Feng's body. Rushed away.
Sun Hui is worthy of being the tenth strong man in the outer sect elite list. Not only has he cultivated to the peak of Gangqi, giving birth to spiritual power, he has also cultivated the first level of Xuantian Sword Technique to the level of Xiaocheng. With one sword thrust, The sword light is sharp and powerful, and it can easily kill late-stage Gang Qi warriors instantly.
However, Yang Feng has not only cultivated to the peak of Gang Qi, but his spiritual power is extremely solid and powerful, reaching the level that he can attack the Tianmen, far surpassing Sun Hui.
At the same time, Yang Feng had cultivated the first level of Xuantian Sword Technique to the peak level, and understood the meaning of Xuantian Sword Technique, which was far beyond what Sun Hui's level of success could compare to!
Therefore, when Yang Feng mobilized the Gang Qi in his body, condensed the Gang Qi Long Sword, and used the Xuantian Sword Technique to attack Sun Hui, he smashed Sun Hui's condensed Gang Qi Long Sword into pieces with one sword, and used the remaining power to It passed over Sun Hui's head unabated and cut off several strands of Sun Hui's hair.
"I lost!"
Sun Hui glanced at the short hair falling from his head, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and after muttering softly, he moved and quickly left the vicinity of the Sutra Pavilion.
"Yang Feng actually killed Sun Hui instantly with one sword strike. This was so fierce!"
"Sun Hui is the tenth strong man on the outer sect elite list, how could he be killed instantly by Yang Feng's sword!"
"Yang Feng's strength is too strong!"
"Yang Feng is worthy of being the peerless genius of our Xuantian Sect's outer sect. He is indeed so terrifying!"
"Yang Feng's strength and combat effectiveness should be comparable to the top three in the outer sect's elite list!"
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Seeing Yang Feng defeating Sun Hui with a sword, the expressions of the observing outer disciples all changed and they couldn't help but exclaimed.
Many of these outer disciples knew that Sun Hui would lose and Yang Feng would win.
But they didn't expect that Yang Feng would win so cleanly and Sun Hui would lose so miserably!
Hearing the exclamations and comments from the outer disciples around him, Yang Feng's expression did not change. He quickly walked to the two hundred bottles of Jingyuan Dan, waved his hand, put it into the space ring, and walked towards the Scripture Deposit Pavilion. .
At the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion, Yang Feng showed his identity token and entered smoothly.
Immediately afterwards, rows of bookshelves filled with various martial arts and martial arts came into Yang Feng's field of vision. A gleam flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Xuantian Sect is worthy of being one of the five major sects in Xuantian Territory. One, the collection of books is really rich and shocking.
"Elder, I am quite powerful, and I want to practice some martial arts that can take advantage of my strength!"
"At the same time, I also want to practice some body movements and martial arts, as well as some martial arts to conceal my aura. I wonder if the elders have any suggestions?"
After a while of emotion, Yang Feng walked up to the elder at the gate of the Scripture Depository Pavilion and asked in a respectful tone.
The martial arts in the hall on the first floor of the Sutra Library in Xuantian City only have hundreds of thousands of volumes, covering everything. Yang Feng does not have time to select them one by one.
Therefore, Yang Feng can only ask for help from the elders of the Sutra Library.
After all, the elders of the Sutra Library are very familiar with the martial arts in the Sutra Library, which is much better than searching and reading them one by one.
"Hercules Fist: When you practice to the peak state, you can exert nine times the attack power of your own strength. It is an extremely powerful force-enhancing martial art!"
"Hercules Vajra Palm: When you practice to the peak, as long as you have enough strength, you can smash even magic weapons with one palm. It is very fierce!"
"Vajra Iron Cloth Shirt: When you practice to the peak, your whole body is like iron cloth, and it is difficult to be injured by swords and knives. Even quasi-magic weapons cannot break the defense of the iron cloth shirt. It is an extremely powerful physical defense martial art!"
"Shadow-like Step: When you practice to the peak, your body is extremely flexible, like a shadow, and extremely fast. It is the top body skill below the magic realm cultivator!"
"Turtle Breathing Skill: When you practice to the peak, you can enter a state of suspended animation, with no breath, just like a dead person. It is an extremely powerful concealment skill!"
"These skills are on the tenth row of bookshelves, the second bookshelf, the third row..."
The elder of the Sutra Pavilion glanced at Yang Feng and said in a flat tone.
"Thank you, elder. This is a little gift from me. Please accept it!"
After getting the information he wanted, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with surprise. He immediately took out ten bottles of Essence Pills from the space ring and handed them to the elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion to thank him.
"Essence Pills are useless to me. Keep them for yourself!"
The elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
After that, the elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion lay on the comfortable armchair and closed his eyes to take a nap.
Seeing this, Yang Feng thanked him, put away the Essence Pills, and followed the instructions of the elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion to find the martial arts he needed.
"Today's little good fate may be an opportunity to help me break through the bottleneck and enter a higher realm!"
The elder of the Sutra Collection Pavilion opened his eyes, glanced at Yang Feng's back, muttered in his heart, closed his eyes, and continued to take a nap.