Chapter 12 Gambling Battle

"Yang Feng is finally closed!"

"Yang Feng is extremely talented and practices very hard. How can such a person rise to prominence!"

"Yang Feng is simply an ascetic monk. After coming to Xuantian City, he spent most of his time practicing in seclusion, which is no fun at all!"

",,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng coming from the dormitory, the disciples of the East Campus started talking among themselves, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Yang Feng ignored the comments from the disciples of the East Campus and walked straight towards the main city.

Soon, Yang Feng arrived in front of the Sutra Pavilion in the main city.

However, when Yang Feng wanted to enter the Scripture Collection Pavilion, he was stopped by someone.

"Yang Feng, I am Sun Hui, the tenth member of the elite list!"

"I heard that you have entered the top ten of the elite list. I am very convinced. I want you to compete with me. I know you dare to accept my challenge!"

놊Waiting for Yang Feng to get angry and ask, the young man blocked Yang Feng's way and said loudly with a fighting spirit on his face.

"What dare you do!"

"Yes, I like to fight without success!"

"Let's do this. Let's bet a big bet on a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Dan. How about that?"

Yang Feng looked at the young man in front of him who had a fighting spirit on his face and said in a calm tone.

"Can!"

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, Sun Hui responded hesitantly.

After saying that, Sun Hui waved his hand, and a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Dan flew from his space ring and landed on the open space on one side of the Sutra Pavilion.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng didn't hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, he took out a hundred bottles of Jingyuan Pill from the space ring and threw it into the open space on the side of the Sutra Pavilion.

Yang Feng and Sun Hui's actions soon attracted the attention of the disciples near the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. They gathered around and started talking softly:

"Sun Hui is a veteran disciple of our West Academy's sect. He has been ranked tenth on the sect's elite list for a year. He is extremely powerful. Yang Feng is bound to lose!"

"That's for sure! Although Yang Feng started relatively late, he is an unparalleled talent and his cultivation speed is fast. His overall strength will definitely surpass Sun Hui's soon!"

"The Lord of the City has said personally that Yang Feng possesses the top ten most powerful warriors in the elite list. Sun Hui is definitely Yang Feng's opponent!"

"The city lord has a keen eye and will definitely see it wrong, so Sun Hui will definitely lose!"

",,,,,"

Hearing the discussion of the disciples around him, Sun Hui's eyes flashed with overwhelming anger. He gave a light drink, incited the Gang Qi in his body, condensed a Gang Qi long sword, and used the Xuantian Sword Technique to attack Yang Feng. Rushed away.

Sun Hui is worthy of being the tenth strong man in the elite list of the sect, but he has cultivated to the peak of Gang Qi and given birth to spiritual power. He has also cultivated the first level of Xuantian Sword Technique to the level of Xiaocheng, stabbing with one sword. 눕, the sword light is sharp and powerful, and it can easily kill the warriors in the late stage of Gang Qi instantly.

However, Yang Feng has cultivated to the peak of Gang Qi, and his spiritual power is extremely solid and powerful, reaching the level of being able to impact the Tianmen, far surpassing Sun Hui.

At the same time, Yang Feng has cultivated the first level of Xuantian Sword Technique to the peak level and comprehended Xuantian Sword Intent, which is far comparable to Sun Hui's Xiaocheng state!

Therefore, when Yang Feng stirred up the Gang Qi in his body, condensed the Gang Qi into the long sword, and used the Xuantian Sword Technique to attack Sun Hui, he smashed Sun Hui's Gang Qi long sword into pieces with one sword, and used the remaining force. The sword passed over Sun Hui's head and chopped off a few strands of Sun Hui's hair.

"I lost!"

Sun Hui glanced at the short hair falling from his head, and a helpless look flashed in his eyes. He muttered softly, moved his body, and quickly left the vicinity of the Sutra Pavilion.

"Yang Feng actually killed Sun Hui instantly with one sword strike. This was so fierce!"

"Sun Hui is the tenth strong man on the elite list of the sect, how could he be killed instantly by Yang Feng's sword!"

"Yang Feng is too powerful!"

"Yang Feng is worthy of being the peerless genius of our Xuantian Sect, he is indeed so terrifying!"

"Yang Feng's strength and combat power should be comparable to those at the top of the elite list of the 늌 sect!"

",,,,,"

Seeing Yang Feng defeating Sun Hui with a sword, the expressions of the observing disciples all around him changed greatly, and they exclaimed in surprise.

Many of these disciples knew that Sun Hui would lose and Yang Feng would win.

But they didn't expect that Yang Feng would win so cleanly and Sun Hui would lose so miserably!

Hearing the exclamations and comments from the disciples around him, Yang Feng's expression changed. He quickly walked to the two hundred bottles of Jingyuan Dan, waved his hand, put it into the space ring, and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion. .

At the gate of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Yang Feng showed his identity card and entered smoothly.

Immediately afterwards, rows of bookshelves filled with various kinds of magic and martial arts came into Yang Feng's field of vision. A light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he could not help but sigh in his heart: Xuantian Sect is worthy of Xuantian. One of the five major sects in the domain, the collection of books is really rich and shocking.

"Elder, I am relatively powerful and want to practice some martial arts that can take advantage of my strength!"

"At the same time, I also want to practice some body movement martial arts and some breath-concealing martial arts. Do you know what the elders suggest?"

After a while of emotion, Yang Feng walked up to the elder at the gate of the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion and asked in a respectful tone.

There are only hundreds of thousands of volumes of martial arts in the hall on the first floor of the Sutra Library in Xuantian City, covering everything. Yang Feng does not have time to choose one by one.

Therefore, Yang Feng can only ask the elders of the Sutra Library for help.

After all, the elders of the Sutra Library know the laws of the Sutra Library very well and are very familiar with them, which is much better than searching and reading them one by one.

"Hercules Fist: When you practice to the peak state, you can make your strength play nine times the attack power. It is an extremely powerful force-enhancing martial art!"

"Hercules Vajra Palm: When you practice to the peak, as long as you have enough strength, you can smash even magic weapons with one palm, which is very fierce!"

"Vajra Iron Shirt: When you practice to the peak, your whole body is like iron, and it is difficult to be injured by swords and knives. Even quasi-magic weapons cannot break the iron shirt defense. It is an extremely powerful physical body Defensive martial arts!"

"Shadow-like steps: when practiced to the peak, the body is extremely flexible, like a shadow, and extremely fast. It is the top body skills below the mana realm cultivators!"

"Turtle Breath: when practiced to the peak, you can enter a state of suspended animation, with no breath at all, just like a dead person. It is an extremely powerful concealment method!"

"These methods are on the tenth row of bookshelves, the second bookshelf, the first row..."

The elder of the Sutra Pavilion glanced at Yang Feng and said in a flat tone.

"Thank you, elder, this is a little gift from the kid, please accept it!"

After getting the information he wanted, Yang Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, and he immediately took out ten bottles of Essence Pills from the space ring and handed them to the elder of the Sutra Pavilion to thank him.

"Essence Pills are useless to me, keep them for yourself!"

The elder of the Sutra Pavilion waved his hand and said carelessly.

After saying that, the elder of the Sutra Repository lay down on a comfortable chair and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Seeing this, Yang Feng thanked him, put away the Essence Pill, and followed the instructions of the elder of the Sutra Repository to find the martial arts he needed.

"Today, I have a little good fortune. It must be an opportunity to help me break through the bottleneck and enter a higher realm!"

The elder of the Sutra Repository opened his eyes, glanced at Yang Feng's back, muttered in his heart, closed his eyes, and continued to take a nap.