Chapter 173 Xian'an Palace
"In this world, there are some people with special physiques who can practice exercises of the same attribute much faster than ordinary people."
Ling Yun said: "If my prediction is not wrong, someone in the Murong family should have cultivated the Ice and Snow True Body with the help of Nether Bloodline, right?"
"kindness."
Su Wanyu nodded.
"The real body, practicing the same attribute technique, is three times more efficient than ordinary people."
Ling Yun said: "And the golden body is still higher than the real body, and the efficiency is three times higher than the real body. In addition, the special physique has extremely strong defense. The real body and the golden body are three times and nine times stronger than ordinary people. "
Hearing Ling Yun's words, Su Wanyu looked shocked.
At this moment, she finally knew how terrifying this golden body was.
When it comes to cultivation, sometimes warriors will fight to the death for some treasures that can be improved by several percent or even half a percent.
And the real body and the golden body are actually multiplied several times, especially the golden body, which is three times more powerful than the real body.
This kind of physique is not much better than those of high-level life soul owners.
"Doesn't this mean that if an ordinary person, the real body, and the golden body practice from scratch to reach the ninth level of a warrior at the same time, it will take nine years for the ordinary person, three years for the real body, and only one year for the golden body?"
Su Wanyu couldn't help but said.
"exactly."
Ling Yun said: "In fact, it will be more exaggerated than this, because those with strong talents will enjoy more abundant resources, while those with poor qualifications will be entangled in mundane things.
As you mentioned, people with a golden body can often reach the ninth level of a warrior within three months, while ordinary people need more than ten years or even longer. "
While Ling Yun and Su Wanyu were talking, Murong's family came in from outside and said that someone came to visit Ling Yun.
After a while, a warrior came to Ling Yun.
"Who are you?"
Ling Yun said doubtfully.
"Ling... Young Master Ling."
Seeing Ling Yun, the warrior was obviously very excited and stammered, "I am from the He family. This time I am sending an invitation to Mr. Ling as ordered by the master."
"Invitation to the He family?"
Ling Yun became interested.
As soon as he took the invitation and looked at it, he understood what was going on.
It was Prince Xian'an's Mansion in the imperial capital, who had taken a liking to He Rou of the He family. Three days later it was the day when Prince Xian'an's Mansion came to the He family to propose marriage.
Ling Yun had come into contact with several descendants of the He family, including He Ming, He Bin, He Ting and He Rou.
He didn't have a very good impression of the first three, but He Rou was pretty good.
"If Prince Xian'an is sincere, it will indeed be a good marriage."
Ling Yun nodded.
King Xian'an is a member of the royal family and the younger brother of the current Emperor Dajing.
Such a background is even stronger than that of Situ Jing.
"Go back and tell He Sheng that I will go to the banquet."
Ling Yun said.
"yes."
The warrior from the He family looked obviously happy.
With Ling Yun's current status, being able to attend the He family's banquet would undoubtedly bring great honor to the He family.
"Senior sister, are you going back to Dongzhou Martial Arts Academy, or are you staying at Murong's house?"
Then, Ling Yun looked at Su Wanyu.
"Can I go back to the martial arts academy?"
Su Wanyu's eyes suddenly lit up.
She never liked Murong Mansion.
"certainly."
Ling Yun smiled and said: "Senior sister, you are now a martial arts master with a golden body of ice and snow. You have to believe in yourself. In this Dajing Dynasty, there are not many people who can easily hurt you."
He didn't dare to let Su Wanyu stay in Dongjiang before because there were too many enemies and he was afraid of involving Su Wanyu.
In Murong Mansion, at least he could use the power of Murong Mansion to protect Su Wanyu.
But now he no longer has this worry.
Su Wanyu's strength is definitely comparable to that of high-level or even top martial arts masters. If anyone dares to threaten him through Su Wanyu, we still don't know who will deal with whom.
The two returned to Dongjiang City that day.
There are still three days until the He family's banquet, so Ling Yun will not waste this time.
"The Black and White Tower!"
Ling Yun decided to continue going to the Black and White Tower.
With his current level of cultivation, it was time to try to challenge the third floor of the Black and White Tower.
Black and white tower.
Ling Yun stepped in for the third time.
As he expected, the second level of strange fire pressure could no longer pose a threat to him.
The elites of the martial arts academy in the tower looked at him with solemnity, even awe.
The Battle of Hanshan is now well known in Dongzhou.
Although Ling Yun was famous before, most people were skeptical and suspected whether there was a conspiracy. Ling Yun was also considered by many to be a puppet pushed on stage.
However, this time, Ling Yun killed Ling Hai in front of everyone's eyes. This could not be fake at all.
In an instant, most of the questioning voices disappeared.
This caused Lingyun's power to once again surpass its peak.
Now in Dongzhou Martial Arts Academy, not to mention the students, even some senior officials are extremely afraid of Ling Yun.
Ling Yun didn't pay attention to the looks of the people around him. He walked towards the third floor step by step.
Everyone in the tower was shocked when they noticed Ling Yun's actions.
Could it be that Ling Yun wants to challenge the third level?
You must know that even among the top brass of the Martial Academy, only the strong ones of the Martial Sect can enter the third level now.
Ling Yun seems to want to go to the third floor?
In the past, people would have scoffed at Ling Yun's behavior, thinking that Ling Yun was wishful thinking.
But now, after witnessing Ling Yun's many miracles, people no longer dare to judge arbitrarily.
Amid everyone's attention, Ling Yun arrived at the stairs on the third floor.
At this moment, everyone else on the second floor held their breath.
Anyone who can enter the second floor, who is not a genius, will try to go to the third floor.
I couldn't feel anything before I reached the stairs, but as soon as I stepped on the first step, the pressure of the strange fire increased exponentially.
There are 30 steps in total.
In the current martial arts academy, the highest record under the martial arts master is only the 15th step.
Then everyone saw Ling Yun stepping up the stairs step by step.
As he stepped on the first step, Ling Yun sensed that the strange fire was getting more and more violent.
In the sky above, the pair of scarlet eyes that only he could see were obviously brighter.
The terrifying will pressure suddenly increased.
Ling Yun was different from others.
What others endured was actually just the breath pressure of the strange fire.
And Ling Yun was facing the strange fire directly.
The pressure he endured was probably more than a hundred times that of others.
But Ling Yun still endured this first step.
Ling Yun felt like his body was being pressed by a volcano, not only heavy, but also a feeling of being melted.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Unknowingly, Ling Yun came to the 15th step.
The martial arts masters behind him were all suffocated.
At this moment, Ling Yun had broken the highest record under the martial arts master.
And based on their observation of Ling Yun, Ling Yun had obviously not reached his limit.
This was indeed the case.
Although Ling Yun felt terrible pressure at this time, he could still withstand it.
After all, his sea of consciousness was comparable to that of a martial arts master.
If it were anyone else, they could easily step into the third level.
Each step that followed was extremely difficult for Ling Yun to advance.
One step often took more than a dozen breaths.
Twenty-nine steps!
Five minutes later, in the shocked eyes of the crowd, Ling Yun stood on the twenty-ninth step.
Teng Teng Teng...
However, almost at the same time, Ling Yun's body shook, and his steps staggered back, retreating to the twenty-fifth step.
