C145 The Three Thousand Phantom Body
C145 The Three Thousand Phantom Body
The disciples of Hongtian Academy revealed a joyful expression. It was the experts of the academy who had attacked.
Sure enough, the strength of the Hongtian Academy could not be underestimated, and the dignity of the academy could not be violated.
The disciples who came with the Sword Master of Ling Mountain had ashen faces. Their master, the insufferably arrogant Sword Master of Ling Mountain, could not even withstand a single palm of his opponent.
"You are still alive!" The Sword Master of Mount Ling spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with shock. The power contained in that palm strike was extremely powerful. The attacker was definitely at the top of the State of Zhao. He had heard of such a person before. He thought that he was already dead. He didn't expect that he was still alive.
"My wish is not fulfilled. I won't die so easily." The voice sounded again. It was old and vigorous, with the heroic tone of pointing out the country.
"Senior's wish is probably difficult." The Sword Master of Ling Mountain said in a low voice. He had heard about this man before. Although his martial strength was boundless, his opponent was an insurmountable mountain. It would be difficult for him to fulfill his wish.
"It doesn't matter." There was a hint of indifference in his aged voice, as if he had transcended this world. "Your eldest senior brother, Sword Master Yun Shan, and I have stepped into the world together. We are of the same generation. Even if I were to attack you, I won't be bullying you."
The face of the Sword Master of Ling Mountain darkened. What the old man said was right. Although they were of the same generation, their cultivation bases were incomparable to each other.
Even if this man wanted to destroy the Iron Sword Mountain, he wouldn't need to spend too much effort. After breaking through to the ___, every step he took was like a heavenly chasm. The gap between the two realms would be huge.
"However, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Neither of us will make a move. As for what you want to do, you can just send someone to discuss it with Loong Yi." The old voice spoke slowly. He had his own considerations. He could not expose his existence too much.
"Since you have entrusted everything to Loong Yi, I won't interfere either. Send my disciple Yu Kang to take responsibility." Hearing the elder's words, the Sword Master of Ling Mountain heaved a sigh of relief. As long as the other party didn't make a move personally, their trip today wouldn't be in vain.
If he came here with such a large force but didn't gain anything, he would surely be ridiculed by others.
"Alright." After a short word, there was no longer any sound. After a few breaths, the Sword Master of Ling Mountain finally spoke, "You have all heard it. I will not make a move myself. But my disciple, Yu Kang, will handle this matter. "
Yu Kang stepped forward slowly. The three iron swords behind him made a clanging sound, as if they were going to break out of the void and kill the heavens at any moment.
"Today, my master has come to pay a visit to Hongtian Academy. Among the disciples of my sect, there are some good-for-nothing people who want to come and ask for advice. I believe that Dean Loong Yi won't refuse, right?" Yu Kang said to Loong Yi.
Everyone laughed coldly in their hearts. Would the Sword Master of Ling Mountain bring some useless disciples here? Yu Kang's words were only meant to mock the people of Hongtian Academy after winning.
"Since you are Brother Yu Kang's junior brother, you must be a genius. Since you have come to Hongtian Academy, you should teach our geniuses a lot." Loong Yi replied.
"Alright." Yu Kang waved his hand and the huge sword slowly landed on the ground. Numerous figures flashed out like sharp swords and landed on the ground of Hongtian Academy.
Smoke and dust rolled as the sword Qi scattered in all directions. Numerous figures also appeared in front of everyone.
"You five, come out." Yu Kang pointed with his finger. Immediately, five figures stepped out with iron swords on their backs. Their expressions were extremely sharp.
"The power of Vital Energy." Everyone's eyes focused. These four people were all Sword Cultivators, and they were all True Martial realm experts.
The attack power of the Sword Cultivator was famous for being powerful. It was said that the continent itself was a boundless divine sword with a supreme sword spirit. When the Sword Cultivator reached a certain realm, it could control the sword spirit of the continent.
Although this was only a rumor, it also showed how powerful the Sword Cultivator was. However, there were many people who cultivated the sword, but only a few were able to comprehend the sword. It was difficult to fully unleash the power of the sword.
"I wonder how Brother Yu Kang wants to compete?" Loong Yi asked with a smile.
"My five junior brothers happen to be brothers, five of them. They were all good swords, and each of them was at the first level of the Genuine Force. At the Level Five of the Genuine Force. Hongtian Academy also sent five people to compete with each other at the same level. Five rounds, three wins." Yu Kang said.
"Five people? Who should we start with first?" Loong Yi was confident in his students, and it just so happened that he wanted to show them the geniuses of other places.
Geniuses were always a relative term. The students of Hongtian Academy were in their respective families, towns, and cities. They were all extremely dazzling geniuses, but after entering Hongtian Academy... They seemed to be very mediocre, and there was no distinction between geniuses. Only those with great talent and diligent cultivation were able to bloom with brilliance. Receiving the title of genius once again.
These extraordinary geniuses seemed to be lacking when facing the god 's favored that came from the entire State of Zhao. Only by constantly facing geniuses from all directions could they continuously surpass themselves, and then transform again and again.
Now, since the genius disciples of the Iron Sword Mountain had come here, it would be a good opportunity for the students of the academy to temper themselves.
"If my Hongtian Academy wins, all of you can leave. If we lose, Zhuo Mu will be at your disposal." Loong Yi said. Although Zhuo Mu was dead, he had confidence in the students.
Yu Kang nodded.
"First strike, you go first." Yu Kang said indifferently. Immediately after, one of the five men walked out. His body was filled with terrifying sword intent. His cultivation was at the Level Five of the Genuine Force.
Under Loong Yi's instructions, another student also walked out slowly. He was one of the people on the Earth Kun Ranking, a warrior who could fight a warrior at the Level Six of the True Martial realm.
The battle between the two of them was about to erupt at any moment.
Outside of Hongtian Academy, at the bottom of the Absolute Soul Cliff, there was a young man slowly walking. He was witnessing an unbelievable scene.
This young man was none other than Han Feng.
His coma lasted for three days. When he woke up, he was in a dark and damp cave.
He took out a candle from the system and flicked it with his finger. The road in front of him lit up. Han Feng slowly walked forward.
"Is this the bottom of the Soul Breaking Cliff?" Han Feng murmured. He could smell the thick smell of blood in his nose.
"Why am I here?" Han Feng was puzzled. He only remembered that the storm three days ago was extremely terrifying. It was as if it could tear a person apart. A terrifying force entered his body, but it didn't kill him. Instead, it knocked him out.
"This is a residence?" As he walked, Han Feng suddenly found a door in front of him. Above the door was a plaque.
Could this be the mansion of some mighty figure?
Han Feng walked closer and saw that there were only two words carved on it:
Evil Sovereign.
Han Feng's heart suddenly shook. Evil Sovereign, was this a Sovereign for martial arts? There was actually a Sovereign living here. Such an existence was hard to find even in the entire State of Zhao. Why was it here?
"Should we go forward or go back?" Han Feng's heart was uncertain. If he walked forward, he did not know what he would encounter. If the Sovereign was angry, killing him would be as easy as flipping his hand. It would be a pity if he turned around.
Han Feng was still hesitating when a huge pushing force suddenly appeared behind him. It carried some kind of evil Qi and pushed him forward.
Bang!
Han Feng was pushed by this huge force. His body pushed forward and knocked the door open.
When the door was pushed open, Han Feng's heart was instantly hanging in his throat. A Sovereign had many tricks up its sleeve. Someone must have pushed him forcefully just now. Then, who was it?
Hu!
A gust of wind swept through the door, and in an instant, it whistled through the air. The lights in the cave abode lit up. Han Feng saw rows of bookshelves, and the bookshelves were filled with scrolls.
Han Feng walked closer to a row of bookshelves. He saw that these scrolls were covered in dust. Clearly, no one had touched them for a long time.
"Just flip over." A voice echoed in the cave.
"Who is it?" Han Feng immediately shouted, but no one responded to him.
"Forget it. If there is really an expert who wants to kill me, I will not be able to escape either. Since that is the case, I might as well take a good look at what is happening here. " Han Feng thought. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a scroll in his hand. A faint wave of spirit energy spread out, startling him once again. It was actually a spirit rank martial skill?
Spiritual Rank martial skills were extremely rare even in a power with an Astral Martial realm expert overseeing it. However, the scroll that he casually picked up was a Spiritual Rank martial skill. It truly shocked him.
Indeed, there were many extraordinary items in the Sovereign's cave.
"Three Thousand Illusionary Shadows." Han Feng's eyes trembled. This kind of martial skill could allow one to create three thousand clones, making it impossible for the opponent to differentiate the real you from the real you.
"You can choose any kind of cultivation technique or martial skill in this cave, but no matter what you choose, you must ensure that you reach the Minor Success Stage within six hours. Otherwise, you will die!"
The voice appeared once again, but it made Han Feng feel a chill down his spine. If he couldn't reach the small success stage within six hours, then he would die?
"Senior, can I not choose?" Han Feng smiled bitterly.
"If I don't choose, I will die immediately." His voice was so cold that no one could clearly hear whether he was young or old.
Han Feng felt even more depressed. Wasn't this a bit too overbearing? If he didn't choose, he would die. If he couldn't cultivate within six hours, he would die as well.
"Then let's choose a low-grade spirit rank martial skill." Han Feng sighed. With his current comprehension ability... It would be easier to learn a low tier spirit rank martial skill. As for the middle tier spirit rank and the high tier spirit rank... Before entering the True Martial realm, it would be much more difficult to learn them.
"I might as well choose this Three Thousand Phantom Body." Han Feng was still very satisfied with the power of this martial skill.
Opening the scroll, Han Feng carefully flipped through this martial skill. Each and every one of the obscure and hard to understand cultivation techniques appeared before his eyes. His heart was as calm as water, and he did not consider the matter of life and death at all. Since he wanted to cultivate, then he had to devote his entire heart and soul into it, and only then would he be able to resonate with the martial technique.
"Three thousand illusionary figures. With your own body, form three thousand. One body was a Great Dao, and three thousand illusions were three thousand Great Daos. However, within the Great Dao, there are illusions. Could it be that the path of martial arts is ultimately a bubble?"
Han Feng, who had finished reading the scroll, muttered to himself. He seemed to have fallen into deep thought. If the three thousand Great Dao and the three thousand illusions were to be compared, the extreme of martial arts would be an illusion. Wouldn't all of this be laughable?