Chapter 101 [(*^▽^*)]
Chapter 101 [(*^▽^*)]
His mouth was bitter, "If we force our way in... first, we don't know where the valley they live in is now. Second, because that valley was attacked before, the defense is now several times tighter, and our people can't sneak in quietly."
Song Luyan, "Then there is no way! What about the people who leaked the news to us before? Also, what about on the way to the imperial city? We can't send people to assassinate them?"
"City Lord... the previous news was overheard by our people. I'm afraid we can't use similar methods to obtain intelligence now."
"Moreover, Jin Nantian's route to the Imperial City is different every time. We can't send so many people to hide people on every possible road, so if we want to do something, we can only wait until we get to the Imperial City."
Song Luyan's eyes were dull, "We've already arrived in the Imperial City, what else can we do..."
Halfway through his words, he seemed to have thought of something and gradually calmed down, "Gather those outstanding disciples who went to the Imperial City with Ming Fanxing and others, and let them come to me."
"Yes, City Lord!" He knew in his heart that the City Lord probably wanted these disciples to kill Ming Fanxing and Ming Yufeng in the competition after they arrived in the Imperial City.
These people are really lucky. I don't know what good things the City Lord will give them. It would be great if I had a chance too.
A few days later, in Ming Fanxing's valley, three white three-foot sword lights flew rapidly in the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The sword light flashed through every corner of the valley, and finally gathered around Ming Fanxing, and was put into his storage bag.
"Today's Feiling Sword training time is almost up, and the next step is to practice the spell. This spell cannot be left behind, and the casting speed must be guaranteed..."
He muttered while practicing the spell. There was no other way. He had been alone for a long time, and he always liked to say something, otherwise he would always feel a little lonely.
At this time, the mist covering the valley dissipated, and a soldier walked in from outside. This was one of the soldiers patrolling outside.
"Mr. Ming, the city lord asked me to tell you that he will come over early tomorrow morning and ask you to be prepared and not to over-consume your spiritual energy, so as not to affect tomorrow's test."
Ming Fanxing nodded, "Okay, I got it."
The soldier left very respectfully after delivering the message. Ming Fanxing was not affected by the soldier's words at all, and he continued to practice his spells.
Practicing the speed of casting spells and the strength of spells, the duration of spells, the attack distance, power, etc., these are not things that can be achieved overnight, and they require day-to-day attempts to find the most suitable attack method for oneself.
Even though he is now thoroughly familiar with these spells, Ming Fanxing still attaches great importance to this.
Even though he has practiced the Fireball spell for thousands of times and can cast it with a flick of his finger, he still practices it several times every day and never makes it rusty.
Of course, the benefits of doing so are obvious.
Although the Fireball spell is only the most basic fire spell, the foundation is very important, and the importance of the invisible is important.
It's like laying the foundation for building a house. The foundation is invisible underground, but it cannot be ignored.
The benefits of practicing the Fireball spell every day are very obvious. He is becoming more and more proficient in casting fire spells.
Of course, the Fireball spell is only the most basic one, and it cannot be said that you will practice it all the time in the future, but it is suitable for now.
It was not until the night fell that Ming Fanxing stopped his cultivation. He did not return to the house, but sat on the ground to recover his consumed spiritual power. One night was enough time, and he would be ready to fight the city lord tomorrow morning!
He did not know how strong the city lord was, and how many moves he could survive in his hands.
The night passed quietly, and when the first light appeared in the sky, Ming Fanxing opened his eyes and looked at the white mist surrounding the valley. There was movement.
The white mist gradually dissipated, revealing a figure slowly approaching from outside.
Ming Fanxing identified him the moment he saw him.
Name: Jin Nantian
Gender: Male
Age: 55
Constitution: 510
Consciousness: 312
Talent: Fire 102
Realm: Foundation Establishment Stage
After seeing this, Ming Fanxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a breath of cold air in his heart. It was actually the Foundation Establishment Stage!
But when he scanned with his consciousness, he found that it was the Great Perfection of Condensation!
Of course, he couldn't find the other party's true realm. After all, his consciousness was only more than 200, but the city lord was more than 300.
I didn't expect that the city lord of Jinzhou City was actually a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage!
In this case, these newly promoted Great Perfection of Condensation Stage can really take action directly, without worrying about the other party's strength realm being the same as theirs.
Ming Fanxing stood up quickly and bowed respectfully, "Ming Fanxing has met the city lord!"
Jin Nantian took a careful look at Ming Fanxing, and then praised him with satisfaction, "Not bad."
He had seen many excellent disciples from martial arts schools, but few disciples had such a strong consciousness as Ming Fanxing when they were in the Qi Condensation Stage.
No wonder he could refine the Water Dragon Technique when he was in the middle stage of Qi Condensation.
"No need to be polite. I think you also know the purpose of my coming here. If there is no problem, let's start. Let me see your strength. Don't hold back. You are not my opponent."
Ming Fanxing nodded, "Yes, City Lord!"
He didn't need to hold back at all. The City Lord was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. How could he compare with him! In this case... then he won't be polite. He just happened to practice the Three Swords at the same time in the past few days!
He waved his sleeves lightly, and three white sword rays appeared out of thin air, attacking Jin Nantian from different directions. While attacking, he did not forget to cast a spiritual shield.
Even before these sword rays came to him, Jin Nantian could feel their sharpness, not to mention the speed.
Even though he was in the foundation-building stage, he was very surprised when he saw them. He was indeed the first disciple recommended to him by Mr. Qiao. This old man had a good eye as always!
"Come on!"
Jin Nantian laughed loudly, but did not attack directly. Instead, he dodged the attack of the three sword rays, and then grabbed them casually, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
He quickly blocked the three sword beams that followed.
As the speed of the sword beams increased, Jin Nantian's eyes flashed with a strange color. Although these sword beams could not hurt him, this speed...
and... Jin Nantian was defending and dodging while observing Ming Fanxing. He saw that while controlling the three sword beams, he also made a wooden shield for himself and put the spiritual shield inside.
In this way, the defense power can be multiplied several times.
Jin Nantian smiled slightly, and instantly increased the output of spiritual power, and successively knocked away the sword beams that attacked him from various tricky angles from the front, side, and back.
Just when he was about to take the opportunity to get close to Ming Fanxing and hit him with a sword to test the defensive power of his wooden shield and spiritual shield, he suddenly paused and then retreated directly.
The next moment he left the place where he had just stood, a big mouth made of mud and sand emerged from the ground, and it jumped out of the ground and took a fierce bite. The sharp teeth made people stand on end.
However, because Jin Nantian reacted quickly, the bite missed!
Ming Fanxing cried out in his heart that it was a pity. Originally, he was practicing the Earth Dragon Technique, but he always felt that if he used the Earth Dragon Technique directly, the attack effect might be discounted.
So he thought of a way to change the way of attack. Since it was an earth-based spell, wouldn’t it be good to appear directly under the enemy’s feet and give him a bite?
Unexpected, and the damage is high!
It was reasonable that he failed when facing Jin Nantian. After all, the opponent was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. After the attack failed, the three sword beams went straight back to defense, flying around him to protect themselves.
Jin Nantian smiled and put away the long sword in his hand, "Okay, the test ends here."
Ming Fanxing paused slightly, "Is that all, City Lord?"
Jin Nantian nodded, "I know you have other spells that you haven't used, but there's no need. I know what spells you can use, and I also know that you've practiced spells very well."
"This time I came to test you, just to see your combat awareness. It's indeed possible. In the next period of time, you should practice well, and when you get to the Imperial City, strive to get a good ranking. By the way, this is for you."
He took out a small purse and threw it to Ming Fanxing. Ming Fanxing stretched out his hand to catch it, and it turned out to be a storage bag!
He really needed a storage bag. If they, the disciples of Jinzhou City, went to the Imperial City and were found without even a storage bag, how embarrassing it would be!
He saluted quickly, "Thank you, City Lord! I will do my best to get a good ranking!"
Jin Nantian, "Well, that's enough, you continue, I still have to go to other places to have a look."
Other places, one of which is Ming Yufeng's place, right?
He looked at Jin Nantian's back as he left, and cheered Ming Yufeng up in his heart. He thought of the previous sparring with him and the scene of Ming Yufeng using the Feiling Sword to chop.
It should be no problem.
Jin Nantian disappeared quickly, and when he walked out of the mist, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was a little strange.
To be honest, the big mouth full of fangs that just popped out from the ground did scare him. If he was not in the foundation-building stage, he would definitely bite himself.
At that time, he would either collapse or be seriously injured and killed by the opponent's finishing blow.
Of course, there is a prerequisite for this, they have to be enemies.
"Young people are formidable."
"That's no problem, absolutely no problem, let's go see Ming Yufeng first, I hope the little guy can give me some surprises, the more surprises the better."
Jin Nantian entered the valley where Ming Yufeng was practicing, and came out in about an incense stick of time, but when he came out, it seemed that there was a piece missing from his sleeve, but he hid it well, so it was not clear.
Ming Fanxing branded his spiritual mark on the storage bag, and then checked it. Like the previous trophy storage bag, there was a cubic space inside.
It's not a lot, but two storage bags are enough for him now, and there is something inside. He took it out and saw that it was...
Identification: Low-grade gold-type spiritual treasure Feiyu Needle. Author's Talk:
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