Chapter 756 The Genius Conference (16)

boom!

The tattered Xiao Lang flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground. Yang Xuanwu stood upright with a gun and did not continue to pursue.

An invisible force descended from the sky and sent Xiao Lang out of the formation barrier. The battle ended with Yang Xuanwu winning.

"Acupoint..." Yang Xuanwu narrowed his eyes slightly. After this battle, he became even more interested in martial arts.

The four origins of creation of the Four Symbols Holy Body, earth, fire, water, and wind, attack can be turned into the power of destruction that annihilates everything, and defense can be turned into the power of creation that heals injuries. It has unlimited potential and endless magical uses.

Previously, Yang Xuanwu mostly used the power of destruction to fight enemies, and the power of creation was only used when he was seriously injured.

The emergence of martial arts acupoints allowed him to find a deeper use for the power of creation and open up more acupoints.

In Qiongqi Realm's martial arts human-immortal system, after cultivating to the state of awakening, one needs to open up the acupoints contained in the body one by one.

Depending on various factors such as the quality of the technique, personal physique, and abundance of resources, the number and location of the acupoints opened are different for each person.

According to the records in the "Wu Jing", the human body has 129,600 acupoints, but in fact, if you can open 73 acupoints in the realm of opening, you can start to break through the realm of combined orifices.

The division of the Qiongqi Realm into the Kaiqiao Realm is very strange.

The opening of one to eighteen acupoints is the initial stage of awakening.

Opening up nineteen to thirty-six acupoints is the middle stage of awakening.

The opening of thirty-seven to seventy-two acupoints is the late stage of enlightenment.

Opening up more than seventy-three orifices is the state of Dzogchen. Once you reach this point, you can combine the orifices at any time and break through to a higher state.

In other words, the combat power span of martial arts monks who have awakened to the Dzogchen realm is very large.

From seventy-three to one hundred and twenty-nine thousand, six hundred acupoints, one can imagine how terrifying the gap is.

I'm afraid the latter can kill the former with just one breath.

Of course, it is almost impossible to open up so many acupoints.

In other words, it is impossible in the acupoint realm.

Resources, qualifications, will, martial arts understanding, lifespan... all kinds of limitations are superimposed, resulting in the fact that those who can open hundreds of acupoints in the realm of acupoint perfection are geniuses.

It is estimated that a martial arts prodigy like Xiao Lang will be able to break through in the future with the foundation of nearly two hundred acupoints.

The greater the number of orifices that are opened in the realm of acupoints, the greater the pressure of practice will be in the realm of combined orifices. But after successfully integrating the orifices, his own combat power becomes stronger.

Just imagine, there is a huge difference in power between one hundred acupoints and two hundred acupoints.

It is worth mentioning that the martial arts lineage can not only open acupoints at the realm of opening, but also can continue to open acupoints at the later realms of Heqiao, Yangshen, and even Dongtian.

But at that time, the difficulty of enlightenment will skyrocket.

Therefore, almost all of the martial arts monks in the Qiongqi Realm strive to open up as many acupoints as possible in the orifice-opening realm.

On the dark earth, Yang Xuanwu sat cross-legged, thinking about his path to immortal martial arts.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, I had reached the stage of eight into four.

Golden light is like a tide, and tens of thousands of mysterious Sanskrit words emerge from the Vajra Sumeru Formation, like tiny golden dragons that are constantly swimming around, sacred and solemn.

In the end, the formations flowed and turned into four extremely wide fighting venues.

Yang Xuanwu stood up and looked at his opponent hundreds of feet away.

It has the body of a bird and the head of a bird, with two wings on its back. The lightning and wind blades flow on the constantly flapping wings without any rejection, and are extremely harmonious.

Vigorous green-blue blood flowed out of the body, giving people a feeling of sharpness and weight.

In a trance, Yang Xuanwu seemed to see a wind and thunder eagle with a wingspan of hundreds of feet. Its wings were spread out, looking down in the air, staring at him coldly. The power of wind and thunder in the eagle's eyes almost overflowed and turned into... World-destroying waves.

"The Kamikaze Clan, the pure-blood royal family!" Yang Xuanwu's heart moved slightly. This time, the Kamikaze Clan sent only two pure-blood royal families to participate in the Tianjiao Conference.

One of them has already won the title once.

Yang Xuanwu was facing the second one, the pure-blooded royal family of the Kamikaze Tribe in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which was not weaker than the tyrannical qualifications of the human race's natural holy body.

"Human race!" Feng Lin narrowed his pupils slightly. Like the normal Kamikaze tribe, he hated the human race very much, especially the human race geniuses.

"The battle begins!"

With the order from Venerable Di Fan, the battle officially began.

Among the four major venues, a war broke out instantly.

"Wow!"

The cries of eagles that startled the clouds echoed in the sky like lightning and thunder. The Kamikaze clan was especially good at speed, not to mention the pure-blooded royal clan among them.

The moment the battle started, the wings behind Feng Lin suddenly flapped and turned into a stream of blue light that quickly approached Yang Xuanwu.

The latter, however, had no intention of taking the initiative to attack.

Yang Xuanwu knew very well that in terms of speed, he was definitely not as good as the pure-blood Shenfeng tribe in front of him.

So instead of taking the initiative and showing flaws.

It is better to stop with stillness and wait for work with ease. Let the wind come from all directions, and I will remain unmoved.

boom! !

Thunder rolled down from the sky, and in a moment, Yang Xuanwu was overwhelmed by the dense thunder. With such a violent attack, even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would be severely damaged in an instant.

"As expected of the Kamikaze royal family!" Yang Xuanwu shouted softly, and the shadow of the Xuanwu divine beast appeared behind him.

The tortoise and snake were entwined, with four hooves reaching up to the sky, protecting Yang Xuanwu under him.

The thunder fell from the sky like a vast ocean tsunami, but it offset each other with the wisps of bone-chilling Xuanming Qi. For a moment, not a single thunderbolt broke through the defense line of the Xuanwu beast.

Seeing this, Feng Lin's eyes changed slightly, and he realized how difficult the guy below was, so he stopped testing and directly used all his strength.

"Divine Wind Boundary Breaking Spear!"

hum! !

As Feng Lin took action, a huge amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy surged in from all directions, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, and quickly condensed into a hundred-foot spear in front of him.

It uses the power of the storm as the spear body and the power of thunder as the spear tip. The moment it is formed, the sound of endless wind and thunder blasts in the ears.

Then, with Feng Lin's throw, it turned into a beam of blue divine light that crossed the earth and pierced Yang Xuanwu.

boom! !

On the ground, thunder suddenly broke out, and the force of the violent wind and thunder suddenly pierced the ground. Countless soil, sand and stones were annihilated on the spot into fine dust that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, floating in the air.

Such a terrifying offensive is not like something that can be fought at the middle stage of Yuanying. If an ordinary monk in the middle stage of Yuanying were attacked like this, he would probably be turned into ashes on the spot.

However, there was no joy in Feng Lin's eyes after he struck such a terrifying blow. Instead, his heart suddenly tightened, as if someone was pinching him hard, and a strong sense of crisis hit his defenses like a tide.