Dragon Proud Valkyrie

Chapter 3

White loft.

Hearing the news that Long Hao returned to the academy alive, Shi Qingqing was very angry.

Looking at the boy in black who came in, Shi Qingqing said coldly: "You should be glad that you came back alive, so don't pester me again, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

There is no trace of old friendship.

"Since you don't like me, why do you keep lying to me?"

Staring at the girl in front of him, his sharp eyes shot cold lights.

"Long Hao, you and I are destined to be different types of people. Three days later, I will enter the inner courtyard to practice, and you are still the trash that everyone ridicules. How can you be worthy of me?"

"waste?"

Laughing mockingly.

Long Hao said contemptuously: "Three years ago, if it wasn't for helping you store up the Lingqiao acupoint, I would have successfully advanced to the Martial Master Realm and entered the inner court."

"So what? If you want to blame it, I'll blame you for being stupid. What about advancing to the martial artist realm? Can you compare with Brother Wan?"

No growling, no roaring.

For a bitch, it's not worth it!

Shi Qingqing's unfeeling and betrayal made Long Hao fully understand the truth that the strong prey on the weak.

In just one day, Long Hao's inner world underwent earth-shaking changes.

Only by becoming strong can we have everything.

"The lost dignity, I want to get it back."

"Just you?"

Suddenly.

A palm slapped on his chest, forcing out a drop of blood, which condensed into a pattern in front of him. With a gloomy face, Long Hao said firmly, "One year later, you and I will fight in the inner court. Do you dare to fight?"

"You want to challenge me?"

It seems that some don't believe it. I have successfully advanced to the ninth level of martial arts. Three days later, with the help of Ling Haidan, there is no problem in breaking through to the martial artist.

A trash who wants to challenge himself?
Are you kidding?
"One year later, I will wait for you in the inner courtyard."

Without talking any more nonsense, Long Hao turned and left.

Seeing the gradually disappearing figure, Shi Qingqing sneered contemptuously: "Trash will always be trash, if you want to defeat me, don't even think about it in your life."

Yunhai College is the largest college in the Dayun Dynasty.

The college is divided into an outer courtyard and an inner courtyard.

Once a student breaks through the realm of a martial artist, he can apply to the academy and enter the inner courtyard to practice.

The cultivation resources of the inner court are far from what the outer court can match.

Three years ago, Long Hao was known as No. 1 in the outer court, and he might break through the realm of martial arts at any time and enter the inner court to practice. Reduced to trash in everyone's eyes.

Get out of the attic.

Long Hao walked on the road of the academy, and the anger in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time. The lost dignity had to be taken back with his own hands after a year.

After three years of hard work, what he got in return was ruthless betrayal. In the final analysis, everything is about strength.

If she entered the inner courtyard three years ago and had a powerful family backer, would Shi Qingqing still betray herself?
Fighting intent erupted from his body, and he clenched his fists tightly. In one year, he had to advance to the level of a martial artist, and defeat Shi Qingqing, a bitch, in front of everyone in the academy.

It is not impossible for the current Long Hao to practice the Immortal Swallowing Sky Art.

There are two Towers of Life and Death Purgatory, one in the outer courtyard and one in the inner courtyard.

The Purgatory Tower of Life and Death in the outer courtyard has nine floors in total, corresponding to the level of warriors one by one.

Life and death purgatory tower, tempered by life and death, is like being in purgatory, and some students will even perish in the tower, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of warriors.

Long Hao knew very well in his heart that it was far from enough to rely solely on the Immortal Swallowing Heaven Art to devour souls, he also had to go through life and death tempering.

A pitch-black tower, at a glance, is superimposed layer upon layer, shrouded in a layer of black mist, which looks very eerie and strange.

in front of the tower.

Saluting to the elder guarding the Tower of Life and Death Purgatory, Long Hao said, "Old Ye, I want to enter the tower to practice."

There was a gleam in his eyes, Ye Lao seemed a little surprised, and said: "Finally regained the warrior state, you should know the rules of the Purgatory Tower of Life and Death, don't be greedy."

"The disciple understands."

"go in."

"Thank you, Mr. Ye," Long Hao said with extremely firm eyes, and then stepped into the tower.

On the first floor of the Purgatory Tower of Life and Death, a gray air current enveloped the entire space. Just as he stepped in, a terrifying force came over, like a hill, making Long Hao almost kneel down, unable to move an inch.

Shhhhh, shhhhh!
The puppet warriors condensed by the black mist, from now on in all directions, the sharp sword condensed by the black mist exudes a cold sword glow, all the puppets of the black mist are first-level warriors, with pairs of cold eyes, staring at the young man in front of him. .

Preemptive attack, Long Hao's palms gathered together, his feet moved with the black mist, and he fought against the black mist puppet under the suppression of power. He knew what it meant when he thought about it. fall.

Zhang Jin and Jianmang clashed fiercely together. He has continuously cultivated various martial arts skills for three years. With his cultivation level, he has broken through to the martial artist realm again. Accumulating a lot of strength is not a bad thing for Long Hao.

The foundation is getting stronger.

boom!
Resisting the terrifying force, he split the black mist puppets with his palm strength. Facing the siege of hundreds of black mist puppets, Long Hao not only did not back down at all, but stepped forward step by step, his powerful fighting spirit condensed into a whirlwind, covering all around.

With the continuous confrontation with the black mist puppet, Long Hao found that it seemed easier and easier to suppress his own power.

Long Hao knew that this wasn't a weakening of strength, but that his combat power was constantly improving. The Tower of Life and Death Purgatory was indeed an excellent training ground for warriors.

The first layer is of no use to him anymore. Three years of hard work and not giving up have made Long Hao stronger, far surpassing himself three years ago.

Life and Death Purgatory Tower, the second floor.

A more terrifying force came to suppress it fiercely, and second-level puppets condensed with black mist appeared in all directions.

"strong enough!"

Exercising the Fumo Palm, the overbearing palm force is fierce, but the strength and combat power of the second-level black mist puppet are much stronger than the first-level black mist puppet.

Under the suppression of power, the spiritual power in Long Hao's body was consumed very quickly, and he struck the black mist puppet with his palm strength, not only could not split it, but the black mist puppet became more and more tyrannical.

The offensive was getting slower and slower, Long Hao was panting heavily, the black mist puppets on the second floor were too powerful, especially under the pressure of force, it seemed unrealistic to successfully pass through the second floor.

Peng!
After being hit by the sharp sword in the hands of the black mist puppet, bloody mouths were strewn all over the place, how could Long Hao dare to continue the fight, just when he was about to leave.

I don't know when, the body has already started to operate the Immortal Swallowing Sky Art, which is able to swallow the black mist in the tower, and it is filled with spiritual power everywhere in the body.

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