Violent Martial Soul System

Chapter 126 Martial Arts Mysteries

Hearing Gao Wen's words, the audience was silent again.

The aura of heaven and earth that is so abundant in the Di Pavilion is actually only overflowing from the Tian Pavilion?

So to what extent will the aura of heaven and earth in Tiange be abundant?

How many times is it the Dige?

Double, or triple?

Or is it ten times?

"Brother, you are so young, how come you have no hope of breaking through to become a general?"

Someone asked again.

Gao Wen smiled wryly, and said: "Only by breaking through to the peak of the ten-star Wu Kuang and comprehending the realm of esoteric truth before the age of twenty-five, will it be possible to break through to the general in the future, otherwise it will be impossible. Over the years, there have been almost no There have been exceptions."

"Senior brother, why haven't I heard of this 'Profound Realm'?"

Someone continued to ask.

Gao Wen continued to explain: "This realm of profound meaning, that is, the legendary martial arts profound meaning, is an excessive state between a martial madman and a general. Only when one has comprehended the profound meaning can one be considered a real general. Condensate the profound meaning before the meridians are finalized. After condensing the profound meaning, as long as you fuse with a wild beast core, you can break through to generals."

In fact, these things came too early for most of the people present.

However, Takamon felt that telling them earlier would be motivating.

After all, the meridian is finalized at the age of twenty-five. If these few years are wasted, then you will not be able to break through to generals in your life.

All the people present were silent, telling themselves in their hearts that they must not relax in the next few years.

Martial arts secrets?

Zhao Feng pondered slightly.

It seems that in the Furious Martial Soul system, there is indeed a column for martial arts, but that column is grayed out and has not been activated yet.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Gao Wen suddenly said again: "Next, I will allocate accommodation for you, two people in one courtyard, and I will read the names together."

"Zhao Feng, Han Bingche..."

Before his words fell, Han Bingche suddenly exclaimed: "Brother, let me live with a girl?"

"What's wrong?"

Gao Wen asked back.

"This……"

Han Bingche rolled his eyes and found nothing, so he didn't refuse.

However, Zhao Feng had an opinion.

This Han Bingche obviously came to him, but Gao Wen still arranged him together, isn't this cheating?

What if you get up in the middle of the night and give him a sword?

Or Zhao Feng couldn't help but fuck her in the middle of the night!

Isn't this the end of it?

However, Zhao Feng forgot at this moment that Han Bingche is the princess of the Hanyue Divine Martial Realm, and many people present wanted to curry favor with her.

Moreover, Han Bingche is not bad looking, and living in the same hospital with a beautiful woman is a hidden benefit.

Gao Wen ignored Zhao Feng and continued to read his name.

There are eleven yards in total, and the last one is given to Bing Wuya.

Soon, the residence was allocated, and then Gaowen left.

But before he left, he told Zhao Feng where he lived, and said that he could go to him if he had any difficulties.

"It seems that I met a good brother."

Zhao Feng sighed in his heart.

At this time, he had already lived in the same courtyard as Han Bingche.

"Hey, bastard, you have to be more careful from now on."

Han Bingche stood at the door of his room and said to Zhao Feng.

"Why be careful?"

Zhao Feng asked back.

"Aren't you afraid that I will suddenly kill you and chop you into meat paste?"

Han Bingche suddenly showed a vicious look.

"What do you chop with?"

Zhao Feng continued to ask.

Han Bingche was also taken aback when she heard the words, she found that Zhao Feng had taken away her Ghost Blade, and she didn't even have a weapon.

Most importantly, she couldn't beat Zhao Feng at all!

She's so fierce, she's too addicted to her mouth...

"Hey, we are also from the same sect now, can you return the weapon to me?"

Han Bingche walked to the courtyard and sat in front of Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng looked around, and then asked in a strange tone: "Hello? Are you talking to me?"

"Zhao Feng,

Give me back the weapon. "

Han Bingche said in a commanding tone.

"Why does your tone seem to be aimed at your subordinates? Let me correct you. I am not your subordinate, nor a citizen of your Hanyue Shenwu Realm. If you want to return the weapon, then show your sincerity."

Zhao Feng suddenly summoned a pot of wine and smiled wickedly.

When Han Bingche heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me to drink with you? Bastard, don't bully me too much!"

"What if I'm going to bully you? Who told you that you can't beat me!"

Zhao Feng shrugged his shoulders.

He is not a person who eats soft and fears hard, even if he faces a princess from the world of martial arts, he is not afraid.

"you……"

Han Bingche was trembling with anger, if it was in other places, she would have already made a move.

It's a pity that this is the Jifeng Pavilion, even if she is the princess of the Hanyue Divine Martial Realm, even if her grandfather is the elder of the Jifeng Pavilion, she cannot kill her fellow disciples.

"Okay, I apologize to you and give me back the sword."

Han Bingche suppressed his anger and said.

Zhao Feng raised an eyebrow and questioned, "Are you apologizing?"

"I won't bother you anymore, give me back the sword!"

"I'm not afraid of you making trouble for me."

"Snapped!"

Han Bingche smashed the stone table with his palm, and was so angry that he was dying.

"You deliberately made things difficult for me!"

Han Bingche got up and glared at Zhao Feng.

"Well, it's not impossible to return the sword to you, but I won't return it for nothing. I have a few options here."

Zhao Feng paused and said, "Either drink with me, or give me ten thousand fifth-grade Yuanjing, or do me a favor."

"You stole my things, and I asked you to return them to me, but there are still conditions?"

Han Bingche almost gasped.

"So what if you snatch it? Didn't you kill someone during the battle of Shenwu Realm? Then are you going to fight for your life?"

Zhao Feng asked back.

"Hmph, sharp teeth!"

Han Bingche snorted, hesitated for a moment before saying: "I can't drink, and now I can't produce 15,000-grade Yuanjing, my brother and I only brought a handful of weapons and healing medicine..."

"Isn't your grandpa here?"

Zhao Feng said.

Han Bingche's grandfather, Han Yuantian, is the elder of Jifeng Pavilion, a strong general. To him, 10,000-grade Yuanjing must be a drop in the bucket.

"No, my father ordered me to do it myself. Grandpa won't give me any real help."

Han Bingche shook his head and said.

"It seems that you, Princess Hanyue, are also a pauper..."

Zhao Feng was helpless.

"There is a third condition, let's talk about it."

Han Bingche asked.

Zhao Feng squinted his eyes and asked, "Before you from the Hanyue Divine Martial Realm, were there many people escorted to Jifeng Pavilion?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Han Bingche nodded in surprise.

Zhao Feng hesitated for a while, and said: "I know, but I haven't figured it out yet. I'll ask you to help me when I think about it in the future."

"Hmph, it's up to you, return the sword to me."

Han Bingche snorted.