"Is it hard to get?" Su Yu asked.

“Yes, it’s not only difficult, but also very dangerous. Back when Lü Ling entered the Holy Land, he almost fell into a trap there,” Zhuge Yun said.

"So you don't need to rush. You're still young. You can try it every year."

"Does that mean I can participate in the martial arts competition after I graduate?!" Su Yu asked, puzzled.

Zhuge Yun glanced disdainfully at his good-for-nothing student.

"Don't you know that as long as you are in the top ten of the martial arts competition, you will always have the opportunity to enter the Holy Land?"

"Eighth and ninth rank are also acceptable?" Su Yu continued to ask.

"Okay, you didn't cover this in class?"

This time, it was Su Yu's turn to look resentful and disgusted: "Teacher, I'm only a freshman in the first semester."

Zhuge Yun was stunned for a moment, then glared at him and said, "How dare you say that? I've been so busy with you lately that I've lost my mind."

He continued to change the subject: "This time, Zheng Kexian should also be going in."

"When the time comes, stay away from him."

Su Yu's eyes widened, as if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret.

This time, Zhuge Yun smacked him on the head: "What are you thinking? If he's a traitor, you don't know how many times you'll die."

"His mental strength and blood energy are severely imbalanced."

“He has been making moves recently. If he enters the Holy Land, he won’t be able to find a way to make up for it.”

"You're too close to him, he might blow you up."

"You guessed right this time. If it weren't for you, he could have suppressed it for a while longer."

"These people all dream of reaching the ninth level of the Golden Body, and they would rather die than give up."

"It's obvious he hasn't learned to make choices; he's been stubborn his whole life," Zhuge Yun commented bluntly.

Su Yu remained silent: "So, that's why Teacher Zheng is so arrogant now, and no one can control him?"

"That's one way to put it. Some others who are capable of going up against him don't want to risk their lives so early."

"However, in the end, he is truly invincible when it comes to the art of Qi and blood."

"Among those at the seventh rank, he is the only one who can subdue someone at the eighth rank using only his qi and blood pressure."

Zhuge Yun looked at Su Yu: "We might add you to the list later."

"From the seventh rank to the eighth rank, the power of spirit and the power of blood and qi are combined into one, condensing into an indestructible power and achieving an indestructible origin."

"The power of the primordial, undying origin represents the upper limit of a martial artist's abilities at the eighth-grade Golden Body Realm."

"If one can condense 100,000 calories of blood and qi and 10,000 calories of ultimate spiritual power to create an indestructible origin."

"Then there will be an opportunity to strive for the Ninefold Golden Body."

"Some people have achieved extraordinary success in the realm of spiritual power, but their qi and blood cannot reach the level of 100,000 comparable to the eighth grade."

"Some people have terrifying blood and qi, and their mental strength is not up to standard."

"Faced with this situation, besides giving up, we can also fight to the death and force a fusion."

"I suspect that Zheng Kexian's entry into the Holy Land this time will not result in the final transformation of his spiritual power."

"He might force the fusion."

"If the fusion fails, its power will be far greater than that of a nuclear bomb."

“Anyone around him who is of rank eight would be blown up by him.” Zhuge Yun said with surprising seriousness.

"Little Zhuge, you're wrong about that. Even a seventh-rank nuclear bomb can't kill you, so what makes you think you're worthy of being compared to me?"

Zheng Kexian, dressed in a suit and tie, walked in laughing.

He glanced at Su Yu and laughed, "Don't listen to your teacher's nonsense."

"I didn't lose control because of you."

"Damn it, I've finally realized that if I keep living like this, I'll be finished sooner or later."

"You filthy things, don't try to elevate my status all the time."

"If I were to blow up one day, there would be absolutely no other reason than that I'm just too strong," Zheng Kexian said, staring at Zhuge Yun.

Zhuge Yun showed absolutely no respect to Nangong Xing, a ninth-rank Grandmaster.

But he nodded decisively to this one, indicating that he understood.

It's different; Nangong Xing won't act rashly.

This guy, haha, he really knows how to put urea bags on.

Zheng Kexian looked Su Yu up and down and laughed, "You're not bad. Your spiritual power is even comparable to your blood and qi."

As he spoke, he suddenly whispered, "Can I take a look at your ancient martial arts techniques?"

"Let me see if I can simply follow the path of the physical body."

"It's best to avoid dying if you can avoid it."

Before Zhuge Yun could speak, Zheng Kexian said first, "I'll pay you. I have an ancient method of spiritual cultivation that's not at this kid's level."

"I just can't cultivate it! Damn it!" He was so angry that he popped several buttons off his suit jacket.

Zhuge Yun's eyes lit up: "Which time did you obtain this, Senior?"

Zheng Kexian nodded: "Of course, do I look like the kind of person who would take advantage of students?"

Zhuge Yun and Su Yu both fell silent.

picture!

Pah, you are!

Zhuge Yun immediately took out a jade piece: "Just use your spiritual power to transmit the contents of the ancient method into it."

Su Yu took the jade piece and activated his spiritual power, as if he were standing on a giant piece of white paper.

His spiritual power is the pen that he writes.

With a thought at his command, he wrote down everything about ancient martial arts techniques on a blank sheet of paper without reservation.

Su Yu closed his eyes and transmitted the magic.

Zheng Kexian picked up the teacup and raised it.

"Everyone says you're good at brewing tea, come on, pour me two cups."

"Anyway, this kid won't be that fast anytime soon."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yu opened his eyes.

"All done?" Zheng Kexian and Zhuge Yun said in unison.

Ancient martial arts techniques are difficult to explain, and even with a jade tablet for transmitting the techniques, it is still extremely difficult.

During the transmission of the Dharma, the recording of any single character requires extreme care and consumes a great deal of mental energy.

Su Yu finished in the blink of an eye.

Both teachers were dumbfounded.

Su Yu blinked: "Isn't it just a matter of writing everything down?"

"Teacher, what is this? It feels even more convenient than when I write normally."

"We can prepare more in the future."

Zhuge Yun remained silent.

Zheng Kexian asked, "How much of the spiritual power did you absorb after the imprisoned dragon was refined?"

When asked this, Su Yu became a little embarrassed: "It disappeared too quickly, and I wasted 10% of it."

Zheng Kexian took a deep breath.

He didn't want to talk anymore and picked up the jade piece.

With a thought, the cultivation method of the Nine Yang Body Refining Technique appeared in his mind.

Su Yu not only inscribed the cultivation methods, but he also recorded his entire cultivation process on it.

Both he and Zhuge Yun were somewhat nervous.

From the bottom of their hearts, they hoped that Zheng Kexian could cultivate this technique.

A moment later.

Under the expectant gazes of the two, Zheng Kexian opened her eyes.

He looked at Su Yu: "How did you manage to master such a monstrous technique?"

"I think the ancient spiritual cultivation method I obtained before was already abnormal enough."

"I didn't expect the Nine Yang Body Refining Technique to be even better."

"Young man, I have high hopes that you can master this skill!"