Chapter 745 The Genius Conference (5)

"Is this the martial arts monk of Tianwuzong?" Yang Lingjian murmured in his heart as he took a sip of wine.

When he comes to attend the Tianjiao Conference, his family will of course prepare him with information on various opponents, including an introduction to the Qiongqi Realm's "Martial Arts Immortal" cultivation system.

Speaking of martial arts, immortal cultivators in the Luwu world are actually no strangers, because before the age of six, many immortal cultivators practiced martial arts techniques to polish their bodies and solidify their foundations.

However, once they come into contact with the cultivation of immortality, martial arts will be forgotten by the monks and they will devote all their efforts to practicing immortality techniques.

In the mortal world, there are quite a few martial arts practitioners. This kind of inheritance does not require spiritual roots, and its universality is indeed far superior to that of immortality.

But why are the immortal monks the ones who ultimately rule the Lu Wu Realm?

This is because although martial arts has high universality, its upper limit is too low.

The martial arts realm in Lu Wu Realm is divided into innate and acquired.

Among the ten thousand acquired martial arts monks, there can only be one innate strong one.

However, the frontal combat power of this innate strong man is only comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

The most important thing is that the innately strong cannot fly.

This is very helpless. The two sides are fighting, and the immortal lineage suddenly flies into the sky, bombarding them with various spells and magical weapons. How do you fight?

Therefore, when it comes to actual fighting, an innate strong person cannot defeat a monk in the middle stage of Qi training.

After working hard to polish the body, refine the Qi and blood, and practice for decades, if you can't compare to a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, how can you practice martial arts?

What's even more outrageous is that not only does martial arts practice also consume a lot of resources, but when you reach the innate realm, your lifespan is only one hundred and twenty years.

If you fight, you can't beat them.

Live, but you can't survive others.

The future is still gloomy. Once you reach the innate realm, there will be no way out. Then who will take the path of martial arts?

Unless you are a person without spiritual roots, anyone who has spiritual roots, even the worst five spiritual roots, will definitely follow the path of immortality, not martial arts.

The latter is really hopeless, and for those with natural spiritual roots, the price/performance ratio is too low.

Of course, these are the conditions in the Lu Wu Realm, but the martial arts in the Qiongqi Realm are completely different.

The reason comes from the living environment of both parties.

The human race in the Qiongqi Realm has a harsh living environment, with demons and ferocious beasts running rampant below, and the human race being exploited by the Immortal Sect above.

In order to protect themselves, the seniors of the human race who had no spiritual roots began to study martial arts, trying to find a different path and create a new world for all living beings.

In this way, after hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, the path of martial arts in Qiongqi Realm was gradually opened up through the efforts of generations of martial arts sages.

But at this time, martial arts classifications were diverse and not systematic at all. There was no specific measurement standard, and the foundation was erratic and unstable. The status of martial arts was still far from being comparable to that of immortality.

Until 60,000 years ago, an earth-shattering figure was born in the Qiongqi Realm.

He is the ancestor of martial arts in the Qiongqi world, Yue Mu.

A generation of outstanding people who strive to rival the immortals with their mortal bodies.

The ancestor of martial arts, Yue Mu, stood on the shoulders of many ancestors, connecting the past and the future.

He divided the realm of martial arts, sorted out the martial arts system, and took two steps in succession based on the original foundation.

The highest level of martial arts has been pushed to the point where it is comparable to the return of immortality.

From then on, the road to martial arts in the Qiongqi world was finally smooth.

Each step has a clear and clear practice method, telling the younger generation how to go, how to successfully pass through the obstacles, how to strengthen the body without hurting one's own origin...

Since the time of the Martial Ancestor Yue Mu, the Qiongqi Realm has finally ushered in a prosperous age of martial arts. The birth of a Yangshen warrior has broken the situation where immortal monks treat all living beings as stupid dogs. Is the living environment of the human race better than ten times?

When the Martial Ancestor Yue Mu was about to ascend, he single-handedly and with a pair of iron fists pushed through eleven forbidden areas of demons and erected seven martial arts monuments to suppress the seven evil demons that were ravaging the world at that time.

In the end, he founded the Tianwu Sect and preached it all over the world. It is still one of the strongest forces in Qiongqi Realm and the Holy Land of Martial Arts.

Such a legendary figure, even in the nearly million-year history of Qiongqi World, is a well-deserved number one.

Even Luwu Realm and Jiufeng Realm, there are only a few who can compare with them. They can be counted on one hand.

As far as Yang Lingjian knew, the seven realms of martial arts were finally determined after Martial Ancestor Yue Mu.

They are: blood transfusion, bone refining, marrow washing, opening of the orifices, combining of the orifices, Yangshen and Dongtian.

Corresponding to the Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, transformation of the spirit, manifestation of the saint, and return to the void of the lineage of immortality.

The two martial arts monks from the Tianwu Sect were both in the early stages of bone refining, but their strength was extremely strong, and they were especially good at fighting.

Once the fighting begins, these martial arts monks are covered in weapons, and even the fallen hair can be turned into murderous weapons, which is extremely terrifying.

Yang Lingjian is a pure swordsman and is not good at defense. If he is approached by these martial arts monks, he may be defeated in an instant.

"It's hard to handle, but I really want to fight them!" Yang Lingjian's eyes were shining with burning fighting spirit.

Sword cultivators have always been forward-thinking and would rather break than bend. Needless to say, Chunyang sword cultivators have never been timid before fighting.

Therefore, although he knew that the two martial arts monks were not easy to mess with, Yang Lingjian was not afraid at all.

After the top eight are decided, the next round of drawing begins.

As the light curtain rolled, Yang Lingjian saw that the name facing his name was the word Tie Cang.

Tie Cang, one of the two martial arts monks.

Yang Lingjian turned his head and met the oncoming gaze.

One was sharp and the other was as hot as fire. The collision was already extremely intense even before it started.

Soon, the eight-to-four battle began.

Within the barrier, Yang Lingjian and Tie Cang stood opposite each other.

The latter's body is slender and well-proportioned, his skin is the color of white jade, and there are mysterious lines on the surface, making him look like a jade sculpture.

However, Yang Lingjian did not dare to be careless at all. He saw with his own eyes that this guy tore a mountain python with infinite strength into two halves. It was a terrifying mess.

"The battle begins!"

A line of text appeared, and Yang Lingjian took the lead.

Zimu Ning's sword technique was used, and the natal Pure Yang Sword was divided into two, one on the left and one on the right, forming an encircling force. The sky-scorching fire was surging, and it was also mixed with the most refined and pure Pure Yang Sword Intent.

Tie Cang's pupils shrank sharply as he faced the blow.

Yang Lingjian was afraid of him, so how could he not be afraid of Yang Lingjian.

This sword cultivator from the Lu Wu Realm not only has two natal flying swords, he also practices the pure Yang method. His sword intention is masculine and sharp, and his offensive capabilities are among the top among sword cultivators at the same level.

If he were to be chopped down by him, not to mention that he was only in the early stage of bone refining, even a warrior in the late stage of bone refining would be cut into two.

"White Jade Body!" Tie Cang shouted lowly, and dense blood-red lines appeared on the surface of the skin. The unusually pure power of Qi and blood flowed through the body, bringing surges of power.

Ding!Ding!

Two punches were thrown out in succession, and almost at the same time, there were two clear and crisp collision sounds like gold and iron.

Two pure Yang swords flew out upside down, and the pure Yang fire that filled the air was blown away by the opponent's violent fist wind.

Yang Lingjian's pupils shrank violently, and the flying swords were like limbs to the sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator can completely feel the blow the flying sword received.

But it was precisely because of this that Yang Lingjian performed like this.

In his perception, the martial arts monk on the opposite side actually used his two fingers to point at the sword spines of the two pure Yang swords in an instant, perfectly avoiding the sharp edges of the flying swords and directly neutralizing the two attacks.

This is such incredible combat intuition and timing control. Let alone seeing it, Yang Lingjian has never heard of such a situation.

"It's my turn!" At this time, Tie Cang, who flew two pure Yang swords, grinned. He was obviously a handsome young man, but at this moment, his aura was more violent and cruel than the demon.

boom! !

Fast, fast, extremely fast.

Almost at the moment Tie Cang moved, Yang Lingjian could no longer see the opponent's figure, and even his spiritual sense could only capture a little afterimage.

There was only the increasingly intense sense of crisis, like raging waves, coming from all directions and drowning Yang Lingjian.

"Duh!"

Faced with such a critical situation, Yang Lingjian did not panic at all. His pure soul prevented him from being contaminated by external objects, like a flawless mirror, reflecting all the movements around his body.

"Here!" His eyes flashed, and the Pure Yang Sword, which had already flown back, stabbed in a certain direction with a swish.

Ding!Ding!

There were two more crisp sounds, the Pure Yang Sword flew out, and Tie Cang was forced to reveal his figure.

"You can actually break through my invisible body. You are indeed a genius who has entered the top eight. None of them should be underestimated!" Tie Cang narrowed his narrow eyes and whispered while taking action brazenly.

It doesn't matter if the shadowless body is broken. He still has martial arts skills that have been refined over time. As long as he gets close to Yang Lingjian's three feet, the battle can be divided in an instant.

However, Yang Lingjian also understood this truth.

He was very decisive, completely giving up defense and giving full play to his advantage in attacking. The two pure Yang swords were as powerful as a swimming dragon and as graceful as a startling giant. They drew an airtight pure Yang sword light and faced Tie Cang. Attack and intercept it ten feet away.

The battle between the two does not appear flashy, but is extremely simple, giving people a unique beauty like dancing on a tightrope.

As long as any party has the slightest flaw, the whole game will be lost.

The battle continued, and all the monks watching outside were dazzled by it, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to take a breath for fear of disturbing the duel between the two.

In this tense atmosphere, time passed little by little.

Finally, Tie Cang's eyes suddenly lit up, blazing like two suns, "Flaw!"

boom! !

He unleashed all his strength without hesitation, his energy and blood surging within his body like a heavy hammer. The hot energy and blood that burst out in an instant caused the air around him to become violently distorted.

"It's broken!" The hearts of everyone watching sank, thinking that Yang Lingjian was going to lose.

However, in the black gold palace at the top, Yang Tianyou curled his lips slightly and whispered in his heart, "Win!"

As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, the battle situation below suddenly changed.

Tie Cang punched him, only to find that the other party was deliberately selling a flaw. What was waiting for him was a bright ray of pure Yang sword light.

puff! !

Most of the shoulders and half of the neck were cut off directly, and hot blood sprayed out, forming a blood mist.

thump! !

Tie Cang fell to the ground. After struggling for a few times, he slowly lost his voice, but there was no trace of hatred or resentment in his eyes.

For martial arts monks, dying in battle is the highest honor.