Wait until you wake up again.
He stood in front of a magnificent hall.
There are three big characters inscribed on the plaque of the main hall: Lingwu Palace!
As for myself, my face was hazy, I was wearing coarse linen clothes, and apart from a long sword of unknown material in my hand, there was nothing noteworthy about me.
"Card!"
"Card!"
A warrior in golden armor walked slowly over and looked down at Ying Wuji: "New here? Do you understand the rules?"
"Understand!"
Ying Wuji answered in a muffled voice.
The golden-armored warrior nodded slightly: "I understand, come with me!"
Without any nonsense, he brought Ying Wuji directly to the center of the hall, instructed Ying Wuji to stand on the stage in the center of the hall, and then left the hall directly.
From beginning to end, there was no unnecessary communication.
The entire Lingwu Palace seemed to be just a place used solely for martial arts exchanges.
But is this really the case?
Ying Wuji frowned slightly. He had read the records about Lingwu Palace in many places, and the evaluations were surprisingly consistent: this place is a holy place for those who pursue martial arts, and anyone can seek progress in martial arts here. This place is magnificent and simple, without any utilitarian nature.
It is also for this reason that every prince tacitly acknowledged the existence of Lingwu Palace and even provided strong support for its development.
This kind of reckless fight between life and death is indeed very important for masters. Many brave and powerful generals on the battlefield came from the Lingwu Divine Realm.
Even the Thirteenth Master's ability to split space with his sword was inspired by what he learned here.
but……
This place feels too much like a charity.
After spending so much effort, don’t they have any selfish motives at all?
Ying Wuji felt that he was being a little mean-spirited, but he also felt that there was nothing wrong with thinking so. He closed his eyes and felt the atmosphere of the hall.
His understanding of the Heavenly Fox entering the dream was now like a pair of eyes that could see through everything, deconstructing everything in the Lingwu Divine Realm.
This is indeed a dream.
This small dream space is filled with countless martial arts arenas.
Fierce fighting is taking place in almost every martial arts arena. Some people are extremely ferocious with their powerful moves, while others are very precise and exquisite in their moves.
And above the hall, a pair of eyes were watching quietly. These eyes should come from the owner of the dream.
These eyes...how to describe them?
Very weird!
They don't look like the eyes of a living person.
But it seems as if he wants to see through everyone!
Seeing all of this, if Ying Wuji had not had a high level of attainment in dreams, he would probably have thought that he was the only one in the hall, and would hardly have noticed any other martial arts arenas, let alone seen these eyes.
“Squeak!”
Just as Ying Wuji was immersed in watching the battles in other martial arts arenas, the door of the hall opened again.
The golden-armored warrior just now brought another person in and threw him directly into the martial arts arena.
Under the golden mask came out a word without any emotion: "Swords have no eyes, and the end is death!"
After saying this, he left the hall directly.
Only Ying Wuji and another swordsman in coarse linen clothes were left staring at each other quietly.
“KANG!”
“KANG!”
There was no communication between the two parties, but they drew their swords at the same time in tacit understanding.
A quarter of an hour later.
Ying Wuji's throat was cut, and before he lost consciousness, the sword flew out of his hand and stabbed into his opponent's heart.
The opponent is very strong.
But he should have lost all his backup plans, so this fight should end in a mutual destruction.
However, according to the judgment method of Lingwu Divine Realm, I should be the loser.
"Huff, huff..."
Ying Wuji gasped subconsciously. His opponent this time was definitely a master, but not that high. With the ultimate version of basic sword moves, his real strength should be slightly above his.
But this kind of life-and-death fight with masters is obviously his weakness.
A small mistake can lead to a big mistake; failure is normal.
No wonder it is so easy for experts to emerge in the Lingwu Divine Realm. With so much fighting every day, it would be strange if there were no experts.
"Card!"
"Card!"
The golden-armored warrior reappeared, his tone still unchanged: "You still have two more games today!"
"Um!"
Ying Wuji nodded, stood up with the help of his sword, and waited quietly for the next opponent to arrive.
Final result.
Three wins and one loss.
It’s quite satisfactory.
Just when the last game ended, Ying Wuji was directly kicked out of the Lingwu Divine Realm.
He sat up from the bed, his eyes shining brightly.
"very good!"
"Great idea, I copied it!"
Ying Wuji was shaking with excitement. The Lingwu Divine Realm was extremely difficult for anyone to achieve, because it required a dream of sufficient scale, and required the scenes and details of each martial arts arena to be realistic enough.
But for me who has mastered the art of the Heavenly Fox entering dreams and the Mohist deduction technique, there is no obstacle at all.
Understand the function of the divine realm.
My online course students can experience it.
Not only that, he could even secretly record videos from the Lingwu Divine Realm, and every life-and-death fight between two pairs of masters could become teaching material for his online courses.
"It's so fucking cool!"
The corners of Ying Wuji's mouth curled up wildly. He himself couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying monsters could be cultivated by taking such high-intensity online courses for several years.
You know, even those masters who can enter the Lingwu Divine Realm can only gain experience from fighting in person.
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