Zhao Jiangtao shook his head.
He didnāt know how to comfort Mu Cheng; perhaps it was a good thing, motivating these senior students to strive harder.
To be honest, not just Mu Cheng, even Zhao Jiangtao felt some pressure.
"Once I officially break through to the Fourth Grade, I will definitely find a way to defeat this guy."
Su Yueās eyebrows twitched.
At the peak of the Fifth Grade, itās nearly 4000 calories of Qi Blood.
After training for a period, Su Yue could definitely go to Dongwu to challenge him.
...
The next day!
Su Yue arrived as scheduled.
"Iām going to pluck all your feathers!"
Su Yue taunted.
"How arrogant you are!"
Li Duozhiās scales were touched again.
You actually dare to joke about my hair, I canāt tolerate it.
Too bad, he still couldnāt catch Su Yue, watching helplessly as Su Yue slipped away.
...
The third day!
The same as ever.
"Li Duozhi, youāll be single forever!"
Su Yue had his hands on his hips.
"Youāre driving me mad."
Li Duozhi was heartbroken again.
Unfortunately, the outcome was surprisingly the same.
This scene made the students of Dongwu somewhat embarrassed.
So humiliating.
A Fifth Grade peak instructor who couldnāt do anything against a freshman from West Martial University.
On the Martial Arts Forum, posts about Su Yue dominated the forum, and Su Yue once again became a legend.
Meanwhile, Li Duozhi became a laughingstock.
...
On the fourth day.
Many people came in admiration, just to watch Li Duozhi get infuriated.
Su Yue was still flaunting, continuing to escape narrowly.
His white shirt even became a sought-after fashion craze.
Su Yueās ability to influence fashion was evident.
Li Duozhi had no way back.
The only way for him to restore his face now was to severely defeat Su Yue.
But alas, as the boundary barrier became increasingly loose, Su Yueās strength grew stronger each time.
In contrast, Li Duozhi was already at his peak, with no potential for further progress.
...
The fifth day!
The sixth day!
...
Su Yue found the rhythm to break through the barrier and continued to provoke Li Duozhi.
He even received a few endorsements from major clothing brands.
Li Duozhiās reputation on the Martial Arts Forum was already tarnished.
He personally took action, tearing apart those who mocked him, but unfortunately, he inadvertently became the butt of everyoneās jokes.
Sima Lingling returned to school.
She didnāt need to say much; just standing there was a silent mockery of Li Duozhi.
Of course, Sima Lingling also felt sorry for Su Yueās injuries.
But knowing that Su Yue was not in any life-threatening danger, that was enough.
...
"Yanzi, weāve been out for almost half a month; itās time to focus and return to North Martial for training.
"See? Your brother can even go against Li Duozhi; in a while, I wonāt even be able to beat your brother!"
The Vast Prairie.
Yang Lezhi and Xu Baiyan wore the clothes of herdsmen, enjoying the leisurely life of wind blowing through grass and seen cattle and sheep.
But watching Su Yue on the phone, Yang Lezhi couldnāt sit still.
Li Duozhi, the Fifth Grade instructor of the entire North Martial, was feared by everyone, yet he couldnāt handle Su Yue.
"Do you want to go back?"
Xu Baiyan looked at the distant white clouds and asked in an ethereal voice.
"If you still want to play, I can accompany you, no problem!"
Yang Lezhi held Xu Baiyanās hand.
Actually, he was being somewhat insincere.
During the time he spent accompanying Xu Baiyan everywhere, Yang Lezhi had been studying the second phase of the Sand Demon Technique.
The more he researched, the more desperate he became.
He needed to prepare a large number of materials and use the array diagram of the Sand Demon Technique to set up an array in the Wet Realm to successfully train it.
An unparalleled combat technique.
A demonic unparalleled combat technique.
It was indeed impossible to be easy.
Not to mention how dangerous the Wet Realm was, the materials needed to construct the Sand Demon Technique array alone cost 200 million credits.
Yes!
Thatās 200 million credits.
A whole two billion in money.
Many things can be acquired on the Martial Arts Network, but they are all expensive items.
But these 200 million credits may not be enough to buy everything, and some things have to be found in the Wet Realm.
Fortunately, the combat technique recorded the locations of the items, so Yang Lezhi wasnāt completely in the dark.
Yang Lezhiās account currently only had 150,000 credits.
It was truly a drop in the bucket.
If not for Xu Baiyan, he would have already fallen into the madness of training and making money.
Yang Lezhi never felt qualified to be so idle, but for Xu Baiyan, everything was worth it.
"Actually, Iām a bit tired of playing; itās time to go back."
Xu Baiyan looked at a herdsman in the distance.
Indeed.
This simple herdsman was also a spy for the Yangxiang Sect.
Along the way, Xu Baiyan never escaped the Yangxiang Raceās surveillance.
Many times, those spies deliberately looked at Yang Lezhi and then gestured a beheading motion at their necks.
They were using Yang Lezhi to threaten her.
And although Yang Lezhi was absent-minded, Xu Baiyan could see it clearly in her heart.
She was of the Thunder Race, but Yang Lezhi was not.
She wanted to avoid the world, but Yang Lezhi didnāt; he wanted to build a career.
Unfair.
Dragging Yang Lezhi like this was simply unfair.
"Really? Then letās pack up and prepare to go back!"
Yang Lezhiās mind was full of the Sand Demon Technique.
Finally receiving Xu Baiyanās consent, he couldnāt wait to buy a ticket home immediately.
"Really! Letās go back!"
In the afterglow of the sunset, Xu Baiyan gently touched Yang Lezhiās cheek.
After opening her heart, she truly fell in love with this thoughtful boyfriend, and the feelings ran deep.
But unfortunately, her destiny simply didnāt qualify her to have love.
Yesterday.
During the time Yang Lezhi went out to buy something, the spies from the Yangxiang Race already notified Xu Baiyan.
Cang Jiās plan to kill a Ninth Grade in the Divine Land had already been launched.
In a week, a Ninth Grade will die in the Wet Realm in the Divine Land.
Xu Baiyan was waiting.
She had already decided that if Cang Ji can really kill a Ninth Grade in the Divine Land, she would leave Earth and the Divine Land for good.
No matter what, Xu Baiyan couldnāt implicate her father.
Su Qingfeng was innocent.
...
Zhao Qi Corps Office!
"Can your body handle it?"
Lin Dongqi had just taken the medicine to suppress the cold, and Yuan Xingzi sat on the opposite sofa once again.
Compared to last time, Yuan Xingzi looked even more like a corpse.
"No problem to hold on for another month or two!
"Cang Ji plans to use the Eight Races Sacred Landās captive demon weapon to kill you. Ninth Grade is no easy feat; are you really going to sacrifice yourself?"
Yuan Xingzi asked solemnly again.
"Whatās there to discuss whether itās easy or not? Even at the pinnacle, there comes a day to die.
"Destroying this demon weapon would be equivalent to indirectly saving a Ninth Grade, and if I can take Cang Ji, a future pinnacle, with me, isnāt that enough?
"I am the winner, and I can even immortalize my name!
"As a soldier, Iāve been a General; I can die on the battlefield and still leave a tremendous merit behind. What more could I ask for?"
Lin Dongqi smiled calmly.
"I greatly admire General Linās broad-mindedness. This is the Profound Edict Pill from the Daoist sect, possibly the last one on Earth.
"I know you want Zhao Qianāen to break through and take over the Zhao Qi Corps.
"This is the least I can do for you."
With Yuan Xingziās words, a jade-green pill flew out from his hidden sleeve, floating in front of Lin Dongqi.
"This... thank you!"
Lin Dongqi was also taken aback.
Indeed, he wanted his brother-in-law to break through to the Ninth Grade.
Although his brother-in-law had enough strength, he lacked that bit of opportunity.
This Profound Light Pill could definitely allow Zhao Qianāen to break through.
...
If everyone has the ability, please support me!
Alas...