On the 19th day of the sweltering heat, the weather was sunny.
Inside the training hall, Master Wuchen Daoist frowned, exerting all his strength in a powerful attack.
Li Xiaoyao sat there somewhat dejectedly and sighed heavily.
Su Muchen's reaction was not much different.
"Ding! Host has obtained 2 x9 levels of Profound Realm Spiritual Energy"
[Ding! Host has obtained 2 x Ninth-Tier Profound Realm Spiritual Qi]
Ye Tian wasn't wrong. His two fellow disciples, after years of tireless cultivation, were now stuck at the ninth level of the Profound Realm, just one step away from advancing to the next level and reaching the Earthly Realm.
Unfortunately, it seems to have hit a bottleneck and is stuck at this point.
You have to understand that the spiritual energy gained from cultivation at the Earthly Realm is far greater. Ye Tian wished he could help them break through the barriers himself.
Master, on the other hand, was putting all his strength into trying to break through to the ninth level of the Earthly Realm.
Because Xuan Tian Sanren is only at the ninth level of the Earthly Realm, as long as he can break through to that level, he won't have to get beaten up.
The Daoist Wuchen seemed to have exhausted all his potential from years of cultivation, and remained so for a long time.
A roar rang out!
Ahh!
[Ding! Daoist Wuchen has broken through to the ninth level of the Earthly Realm!]
[Ding! Obtained 2 x Earthly Realm Ninth Tier Spiritual Qi]
Master's face flushed red with excitement, and he shouted loudly, "I've broken through! I've finally broken through! All my hard work these past few days has finally paid off!"
At this moment.
A massive surge of spiritual energy suddenly rushed into Ye Tian's body.
The master's experience in leveling up surged into his body with double the feedback.
Almost instinctively, the bottleneck in Ye Tian's body was broken through in an instant.
A sensation as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him on a hot summer day suddenly spread throughout his body!
[Ding! Host has broken through to the ninth level of the Earthly Realm!]
In that instant, Ye Tian also stepped into the ninth level of the Earthly Realm! He was now at the same level as his master.
Wuchen Daoist screamed and cheered!
Little did he know that Ye Tian had already reached the same level and realm as him, and was only one step away from surpassing his master.
"I have already broken through, so what is there for Xuan Tian Sanren to fear? I am not afraid of a battle!" Wuchen Daoren said with a loud laugh.
Ye Tian thought his master's words made some sense, but his fighting skills were still lacking. If he wanted to fight against Xuan Tian Sanren, who had already broken through to the ninth level of the Earthly Realm, he needed to have an advantage in terms of equipment.
In his heart, Ye Tian silently recited three phrases of the Arhat Fist Technique.
This fist technique is a martial skill of the Heavenly Mystic Realm, possessing the power to fight across realms. It is a true ultimate move. As long as he passes this fist technique on to his master and junior brothers, they will definitely have the strength to fight beyond their level.
Ye Tian hid the three boxing manuals in the living quarters of his master and senior brother.
If they look at it late at night, they'll definitely have a chance to use it the next day.
It was the 19th, a sweltering summer night.
After replying to the letter from the most authoritative figure among the hundred sects, Ye Tian wrote in his master's voice: "Why should I, Daoist Wuchen, explain my actions to you juniors?"
After finishing this task that might affect his master's condition during the upcoming hundred sects' recruitment of disciples, Ye Tian rested on his main peak.
A broadcast voice suddenly echoed in my mind:
[Ding! Gained 2 insights into fist techniques]
[Ding! Gained 2 insights into fist techniques]
[Ding! Gained 2 insights into fist techniques]
Ye Tian grinned. It seemed that his master and fellow disciples had now received the Arhat Fist technique he had left behind.
I slept soundly through the night.
The following morning, thanks to the all-night practice of his senior brother, master, and junior brother, Ye Tian's Arhat Fist technique had been forced to reach a level of proficiency.
Ye Fan now masters the Arhat Fist technique with almost effortless ease.
The sweltering heat lasted for twenty days.
The true grand assembly of a hundred sects is finally about to begin.
"Master, are you confident?" Ye Tian asked with a smile.
Master Wuchen Daoist laughed and replied, "Good disciple, yesterday I found the Arhat Fist Technique on the main peak that allows us to challenge opponents of higher levels. Combined with my ninth-level Earthly Realm combat strength, even Xuan Tian Sanren will not be our match this time!"
Li Xiaoyao laughed three times and said, "Master, what a coincidence! I've also found the Arhat Fist Technique."
These two words stunned Su Muchen. He scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Master... I seem to have also found the Arhat Fist Technique."
"What?" These words completely shocked Master Wuchen Daoren.
a long time.
Daoist Wuchen sighed and said, "Our ancestor has manifested his power and passed on this technique to our Wuqing Sect, surely so that we can contribute to the Hundred Sects Assembly!"
"Everyone, give it your all in the competition! After this Hundred Sects Tournament, we must make sure our Ruthless Sect reaches a new level and breaks through our previous predicament!"
"It is a matter of principle," said the Daoist Wuchen in a powerful and resonant voice.
The Hundred Sects Assembly is a gathering held by one hundred sects located near the Hundred Peaks to recruit disciples.
Every time the Hundred Sects Conference is held, some strong individuals from each sect will sign up to participate, showcasing their sect's prestige in the competition to attract others to join their sect.
The Ruthless Sect used to be so weak that it couldn't recruit a single person in all those years.
Even Li Xiaoyao, Su Muchen, and Ye Tian were people who were scattered and beckoned out by Wuchen Daoren in various places by chance.
The Hundred Peaks Conference was held in Qingfeng Gorge, the central location of the Hundred Peaks.
The entire Qingfeng Gorge mountain resembles an inverted "m," with extremely high sides. A large basin lies in the center, where apprentices who come to register usually stand on both sides, witnessing and observing the competition among the hundred sects within the basin.
After watching the competition, the disciples can choose to join their preferred sect.
The group from the sect had already arrived in the basin of Qingfeng Gorge.
Master Wuchen frowned, somewhat uncomfortably, and said, "Why did I feel such an unparalleled and immense killing intent as soon as I arrived at Qingfeng Gorge?"
Ye Tian swallowed hard and looked at the sect leaders of the Hundred Sects. They all stared at Wuchen Daoist with murderous eyes, as if they would kill this wicked disciple in the basin as soon as the competition started.
"Haha." Ye Tian was a little embarrassed and laughed awkwardly.
“Master, it must be Xuan Tian Sanren watching you from the shadows, planning to make a move against you!” Ye Tian said with absolute certainty.
Daoist Wuchen snorted coldly and said, "This is outrageous! I have already sent him an apology letter, and he not only ignored it, but also unleashed such a massive killing intent against me. Does he really think I am no match for him?!"
"This time, I won't give him any face!"
"Gulp!" Ye Tian felt a little embarrassed when he heard his master, Daoist Wuchen, speak like that, and he was worried for him.
He prayed, "Master, please don't let me get beaten into a pig's head."
"The Hundred Sects are recruiting disciples, the competition begins!"
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