"More than difficulties."

Zong Haoyang sighed, "the Sirius academy recruits students from nearly a thousand cities each time, and the average number of students in each city is no more than 10. With so many students, only one in twenty, or five hundred, can become formal disciples

"Among these 500 people, there will be at most 50 of them who have the chance to become elite disciples."

This ratio can be regarded as extremely terrible. It is a genius selected from one million people who can enter the Sirius academy itself, and such an outstanding genius can make one in every hundred people!

Yang lie can't help but double eyebrow a congealing: "in the end condensation vision, achieve four important what condition?"

Zong Haoyang couldn't help shaking his head, and his face showed a trace of shame: "I don't know. I was not even an official disciple at that time, let alone contact with such mysteries. However, it is certain that the higher the artistic conception is, the greater the possibility of success of the impact of quadruple

"If you can understand the artistic conception contained in the inferior martial arts, then combined with the resources of the University, the possibility of success is as high as 90%."

The artistic conception of inferior martial arts?

Yang lie's expression suddenly became strange.

"The artistic conception of Xiacheng martial arts is several times more difficult than the basic level. At your age, it is extremely rare to successfully comprehend the three basic level artistic conception. One day, you should also be able to understand a lower artistic conception, but it's too late In the future, when you have accomplished your accomplishments, don't forget to help Qinglan City regain its glory! "

Between the words, Zong Haoyang has made plans to destroy the city.

After all, the gap is too big, even if the fight to death, in front of the crushing force, at most is dying struggle for a little time. At such times, it is unnecessary to deceive yourself and say something encouraging.

Always optimistic fish Baiwei is helpless.

"Brother?"

All of a sudden, a surprised voice broke the sinking atmosphere. According to the reputation, Jiang yu'er looks at a loss --

at her side, Yang lie sits down slowly with her knees crossed, and the dragon blood gun is abandoned and closes her eyes.

"This is -"

Zong Haoyang did not understand, "practice?"

"Well? Did young Xia Yang just have some understanding of Zhan Fengyun Tai and need to digest it? "

Luo zhanhu guess, busy way, "we protect him, don't let anyone disturb young Xia Yang."

The three top figures in the blue and blue city have a solemn expression and are willing to take on the responsibility of guarding.

....

Know the sea.

Yang lie's figure emerges, and a sword appears in his hand!

The body of the sword vibrates slightly, and thirteen sword shadows roar out. Each time it flies out, the width is half a cent. After flying out for dozens of Zhang, the shadow of the sword has soared several times and filled the sight.

Sword shadow returns to one!

The mighty sword spirit swept across, and the square acres of space were all annihilated, and finally died.

"No, it's still wrong."

Yang lie frowned and thought hard. Just now, this move "Yu Xing sword" is powerful, but it is still not out of the perfect category, far from reaching the level of artistic conception.

What is "Yu Xing" in the end?

Each martial art is part of the mystery of heaven and earth that the founder will feel, which is reflected in moves. In short, the mystery of heaven and earth contained in these moves is the Artistic Conception!

Therefore, if you understand the artistic conception, you will really understand the martial arts and reach the same level as the founder.

Yang lie pondered.

He thought of the situation when he was attacked by Fengyun Taiyu's divine destiny talent before. Subconsciously, he emptied his mind and let himself immerse himself in that state of mind again.

"Hum!"

The golden beads tremble again, and waves of mysterious energy radiate and move, slowly sweeping the sea of knowledge.

Although he knew that excessive consumption of brain power would lead to lethargy, Yang lie did not care about it. He tried his best to stimulate this energy and developed the technique of "Yu Xing Jian" --

"whew

The body of the sword was humming and trembling, and layers of sword shadows whirled out, constantly overlapping and scattering, destroying the heavy and heavy space.

Move! take back!

This process is repeated, Yang lie's brain power is also rapidly consuming, gradually, his figure appears a little dim, as if it may disappear at any time.

Once disappeared, his consciousness would fall into a coma, and this deduction naturally failed.

However, thinking of the desperation of Zong Haoyang and others, thinking of his parents, and the threat of Fengyun Tai, a stubborn feeling surged into my heart: I will not admit defeat!

With the brain working wildly, the speed of deduction suddenly increased several times, and the speed of resurrection was faster and faster. This process lasted for some time. Suddenly, Yang lie's figure in the sea of knowledge suddenly trembled violently, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and he was about to collapse --

"Zheng!"

All of a sudden, as if the invisible strings were plucked, and there was a beautiful voice around. The sword suddenly stopped, and one sword shadow after another floated on its surface and did not fly away.It's as if the sword had become a star, and the thirteen shadows were planets orbiting it.

"Yu Xing! In fact, this is the artistic conception of Imperial Star! "

Yang lie really touched the threshold, his eyes burst out a burst of excitement of God color!

Even the secular people have experienced that when they encounter a difficult problem, they fight their lives to think, and when they are almost going crazy, they suddenly come to light.

Force, force oneself to the limit, force no retreat, often the train of thought will suddenly open!

Of course, this is only for some gifted people. If ordinary people are like this, their minds will collapse before their aura comes.

....

"Little brother, it's over."

Fish hundred Wei Dao.

Others turn their eyes in succession, just to see Yang lie slowly open his eyes. Zong Haoyang breathed a long breath and reminded him, "you have consumed too much energy in the battle with Fengyun Tai. Even if you have some understanding, don't be too eager to digest it, so as not to hurt the source."

Energy is lost and hard to regenerate.

No matter in practice or in battle, energy will be consumed and even the source will be lost in serious cases. Therefore, when cultivating younger generations, great forces often have special elixirs to refine appropriate pills according to their physical conditions, so as to specially nourish their bodies.

"No hurry, no way. I'm afraid it's too late."

Yang lie's words made Zong Haoyang and others stunned: is it too late? What's too late?

Immediately, they were startled and gazed forward --

the young man in black spread out his palm, and his internal power turned into a small sword. The body of the sword trembled slightly, and thirteen sword shadows suddenly flew out of the surface.

The thirteen swords whirled back and forth, following a subtle and mysterious track. Gradually, a strong force erupted from them and poured madly into the sword below.

In the perception, although the sword is a virtual object, it is extremely heavy. The air is so oppressed that it makes an unbearable creaking sound!

"The headmaster is careful!"

Yang lie broke off drinking. He flicked his finger at the sword and flew out, shooting at Zong Haoyang.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Zong Haoyang waved the sleeves of his robe at will, and layers of air walls were immediately spread before his eyes. There are countless rippling waves on the surface of the air wall, which collide and rotate with each other, forming a vortex circle -

collapsing Artistic Conception!

"Hiss!"

The sword stabbed at a whirlpool and stopped for a moment. Then it tore it apart and shot into it.

"What?"

Zong Haoyang was shocked. In the shock, a ray of uncontrollable ecstasy emerged. He waved his hands repeatedly, and the collapse mood suddenly strengthened several times. In an instant, more than ten air walls were laid down again.

"Bang bang bang!"

After the sword smashed seven or eight air walls, it disappeared.

"Artistic Conception! This is - "

yubaiwei and others are struggling to swallow their saliva," the rudiment of inferior artistic conception? "

From their perspective, it can be seen that the sword is formed by pure artistic conception.

Although it was finally blocked by the collapse of Zong Haoyang. But that doesn't mean that the quality of the sword is inferior, but just because it has not yet been completed, or is still in its embryonic form!

However, no one can deny that the Xiaojian is excellent in nature. Although the tiger cub is not as good as the big dog, who dares to say that it is not as good as the big dog when it is big?

"Yu Xing sword? Young Xia Yang, did you learn this sword skill from the ten practice array? "

Luo zhanhu's face is incredible.

He knew that Yang lie was born in a very small age and had no famous teacher. However, Yuxing swordsmanship comes from "Tianji Pavilion" in yuncang county. Even Zong Haoyang can't do it. Yang lie's only chance to contact it is ten refining array!

Doesn't that mean that the young man in front of him only fought against the white robe array once in a while, then he learned swordsmanship secretly, and it took only six days to understand the artistic conception of the prototype successfully?

God! What kind of monster is this?

"Exactly."

Yang lie nodded and said apologetically, "headmaster, my talent is not good enough. Now I can only understand the rudiment of Yu Xing's artistic conception. If we have a few more days, we should be able to push it to Dacheng. Do you still have time? "

Only six days to understand the rudiment of the lower artistic conception Poor talent

At this moment, Luo zhanhu wanted to hold the young man's neck and shake it violently: it's short of you. It's OK to hit people, but isn't it too much to hit this one!

Zong Haoyang's expression has been completely dull, completely unable to say a word: inferior artistic conception, since the prototype has been understood, then the next is not difficult at all.

No accident, the young people in front of us will be able to become the elite disciples of Sirius academy! Even, he may be among the "core disciples" to some extent!

"Ha ha ha ha, time, time! No matter how weak I am, I can still wait for you to grow up! "

Yubaiwei couldn't help laughing, and it took him a while to calm down, "your talent is only limited to a few of us, and it's not allowed to spread it out! But before that, there are some things that need to be dealt with. ""Well, I'll take the dirty work." Luo Zhan's tiger eye gave a cold glance to the warriors around Yaowu platform.

These warriors are closely related to the Fengjia family. Many of them also secretly took refuge in the city of black point, which naturally needs to be cleaned up. Blind heart good, will only leave endless disaster.

Along with luozhanhu, there are three iron guards of demon hunting army. In front of them, whether it is the Yuntai army or the Fengjia lineage, they are naturally vulnerable

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