Lord of immortality

Chapter 1 The Strongest Big Brother
Dagan Dynasty, Qingyuan Prefecture, Qinghe Mansion, Luoxia City.

On the Martial Arts Field of Lieyang Martial Arts Academy, one of the three major martial arts academies in Luoxia City, hundreds of disciples dressed in blue-gray martial arts training uniforms are doing daily morning exercises.

What he is practicing is the famous martial art of Lieyang Martial Arts Academy, Yanyang Palm.

Yanyang Palm is divided into seven layers and 49 postures, which is a top-grade exercise.

Among the disciples, several disciples were wearing bluish-purple robes, standing out like a crowd of chickens.

The Yanyang palm was cast on their hands, every move was like flowing clouds and flowing water, natural and fierce.

This is the inner court disciple of Lieyang Wuyuan.

"Senior brother Meng He, I have some breakthroughs recently, and I would like to ask you for advice, please advise." Suddenly there was a soft shout from the martial arts arena.

A tall, thin boy of fifteen or sixteen slowly walked towards a disciple in a purple robe.

All the disciples were disturbed by this sound, and they looked over one after another.

"Zhao Zhenxuan, it's him, and he wants to challenge Senior Brother Meng He again."

"Zhao Zhenxuan, didn't he just challenged Senior Brother Meng He just a month ago, but it was a pity that he was defeated by a little move."

"I don't know if Zhao Zhenxuan can successfully challenge this time and become a new inner court disciple."

Many disciples in the martial arts field stopped their practice and began to discuss.

Lieyang Martial Arts Academy has a free style of martial arts, prohibits private fighting, but encourages martial arts competitions among disciples.

And the Lieyang Martial Academy has always had only ten inner courtyard disciples.The condition for becoming a disciple of the inner court is that there are ten strongest members of the martial arts court.

As long as you defeat any inner court disciple in the competition, you can replace him as a new inner court disciple.

The disciples of the inner court are the martial artists that the martial arts academy focuses on training. Compared with other ordinary disciples, they can obtain more training resources from the martial arts academy.

Lieyang Martial Arts Academy and other martial arts academies of the Dagan Dynasty were originally established for the purpose of cultivating common people's children. The martial artists who entered it to practice were all children of ordinary families who did not have the resources to practice.

In comparison, the children of rich and noble families of the aristocratic families either possess the unique knowledge passed down from their families, or they have joined the cultivation of various famous sects.

Zhao Zhenxuan is a martial arts genius of this generation of Lieyang Wuyuan. Although he is not one of the top ten inner court disciples, his reputation in Lieyang Wuyuan is no less than that of the inner court disciples.

"Junior Brother Zhao Zhenxuan, you want to challenge me again." Meng He looked at Zhao Zhenxuan who was approaching.

Meng He is a tall young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, and he has been a disciple of the inner court for half a year.

"It seems that you must have improved a lot during this period of time. I don't know what level you have reached in your Yanyang palm." Zhao Zhenxuan said with a slight frown.

Zhao Zhenxuan, 15 years old this year, was selected to enter the Lieyang Martial Arts Academy at the age of nine. It has only been six years, but he is already an acquired fourth-level martial artist.

Houtian warriors are divided into nine layers. There are tens of thousands of warriors in the Dagan Dynasty, and [-]% of them can only be located in the first three layers. The fourth layer is a watershed, and it is an achievement that many warriors can't achieve in their lifetime.In the mundane world, fourth-tier fighters are enough to achieve success and live comfortably.

The inner court disciples of Lieyang Martial Arts Academy are also in this realm.

Zhao Zhenxuan has cultivated to the fourth level of Houtian at the age of 15, and is a true martial arts genius.

Facing Zhao Zhenxuan who was a few years younger than himself, Meng He didn't dare to underestimate him.With the talent shown by Zhao Zhenxuan, his future achievements are even higher than many inner court disciples.

A month ago, Zhao Zhenxuan had challenged him, and Meng He only won by one trick at that time.

Although Meng He has improved during this period, he has not made any major breakthroughs.If Zhao Zhenxuan makes further progress, it's hard to say whether he will win or lose.

But as one of the disciples of the inner court, after being selected to enter the Lieyang Wuyuan, and standing out from hundreds of disciples of the Lieyang Wuyuan, Meng He's martial arts talent is not weak.

He has practiced in Lieyang Martial Arts Academy for ten years, and his Yanyang palm has reached the fourth level, and he has completed all 28 moves.

"You will know after comparing, Senior Brother Meng He, accept the move." Zhao Zhenxuan stopped a few meters in front of Meng He, raised his hands, stretched out his palms, flicked them lightly, and immediately made a sound of bones rubbing .

"Muscles and bones roar together." A disciple immediately uttered a voice with a hint of envy.

The sound of the muscles and bones is the performance when reaching the fourth level of the acquired tendons.For many disciples who are still in the second and third levels of Houtian, becoming a fourth-level martial artist is the dream of many of them.

Before the words were finished, Zhao Zhenxuan stepped forward and waved a palm, a hot red light flashed in the palm.

His speed was extremely fast, and he appeared in front of Meng He in a blink of an eye. With an indomitable momentum in his palm, he slashed towards Meng He.

This is the No.16 style Changhong Hanging Sky of Yanyang Palm Three Layers.

Zhao Zhenxuan is not procrastinating, and his moves are forceful moves.

Meng He narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his palm lightly, and there was a skeletal roar, and he slapped Zhao Zhenxuan directly.There was a lingering aura in the palm of his hand.

Yanyang Palm Eighteen Forms The setting sun is setting sun.

boom.

The palms of Zhao Zhenxuan and Meng He collided with each other, making a loud noise, and the force from the palms made both of them shake slightly.At the place where the palms of the two meet, a trace of red light flashes, and there is a chi-chi sound.As if something was burning.

As its name suggests, Yanyang Palm can cultivate a scorching masculine force, and when an ordinary warrior is hit, his body will be burned immediately.Cultivated to the seventh level of the highest state, one move can burn people's internal organs and kill them.

Immediately, the two touched each other, and the toes landed on the ground, and Zhao Zhenxuan took the lead in striking again.He was as fast as the wind, and his palms were flying.Several styles of Yanyang Palm were displayed one after another.

Meng He didn't show weakness either, he swung his palms and swayed them, creating ripples, and took all Zhao Zhenxuan's attacks.

"Papa papa." There was a burst of palm clashing sounds all around.The scorching heat made the surrounding air seem to boil, and Zhao Zhenxuan and Meng He's foreheads were beaded with sweat.

"Sure enough, Zhao Zhenxuan has improved again. He even fought with brother Meng." Someone from the outside watching disciples shouted.

"Yes, look at this move, Zhao Zhenxuan's power is much stronger than it was a month ago." One person continued.

On the other side, where several inner court disciples are.

"Zhao Zhenxuan is indeed a well-known genius of our martial arts generation. His talent is really high, and he has improved so much in a short period of time. His third level of Yanyang Palm should be cultivated to Xiaocheng realm. I just don't know his fourth level of cultivation. What's the matter?" said an inner court disciple wearing a cyan robe.

Each layer of Yanyang Palm is divided into beginners, exquisite, minor success, great success, and perfection.Moves of the same level, the higher the realm, the stronger the power will be.

Hey, just as he finished speaking, there was a piercing sound.

Zhao Zhenxuan struck like lightning, his palms were like a cover, swaying, and a phantom faintly appeared.

"Type 22, the sun shines on the mountains and rivers." Meng He was slightly startled.

This is the move of the fourth layer of Yanyang Palm.Ordinary disciples seldom master this level of palm technique.In general, warriors of the third level of Acquired Heaven can only dodge in the face of this style.

For this move, the disciples in the inner courtyard have to be careful.

"Look at my 24 style, the flames are raging."

Meng He didn't dare to be careless, he shook his hand, and swayed a stream of palm shadows, invisible and invisible, and the layer upon layer of palm shadows drowned Zhao Zhenxuan's offensive.

The two phantoms collided together, and a huge roar erupted immediately, the ground seemed to shake, and dust flew up.

"Ah, it's so strong, it's the fourth layer of Yanyang Palm."

Seeing these two moves, many disciples screamed out.

On the fourth floor of Yanyang Palm, there are very few disciples who have practiced one or two moves off the court.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, amidst the exclamation of all the disciples, Zhao Zhenxuan and Meng He struck out palms again and again, with a more majestic momentum than before.

All the moves on the fourth level of Yanyang Palm are used.Every move and every style carries a fierce smoldering aura, and the hot air rushes towards the face, with great power.

The faces of the disciples off the field unconsciously showed horror.

"boom".

While the figures intertwined, Zhao Zhenxuan and Meng He collided their palms together again, and there was a blasting sound in the air.This time Zhao Zhenxuan faintly struggled, his feet trembled slightly, and he took a small step back.

"Zhao Zhenxuan is about to lose. Meng He has already cultivated the fourth layer of Yanyang palm and the seven-style palm technique to the Xiaocheng realm. Zhao Zhenxuan has only reached the subtle realm. After all, he is a little behind." A beautiful female disciple among the disciples in the inner courtyard Said slowly.

"That's right, Zhao Zhenxuan is still a little impatient. If he is given another month or two, he may be able to cultivate the fourth layer of Yanyang Palm to the Xiaocheng level. Then it will be a matter of victory or defeat with Meng He." A handsome disciple next to the female disciple nodded and said.

Several other inner court disciples also nodded slightly in agreement.One must know that Zhao Zhenxuan had only reached the entry level in the fourth level of Yanyang Palm a month ago.

Seeing that Zhao Zhenxuan is about to end in failure.

Meng He also breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Zhenxuan was still a step behind him.He managed to keep his title as inner court disciple.

"You're going to lose." Meng He finally slapped fiercely.His palm faintly exuded a flame-like light, scorching brightly, and the No. 20 eight-style sun was in the sky.

"It's you who lost." Zhao Zhenxuan suddenly tensed up, shouted and clapped his hands.

Before Meng He could react, he felt that his whole body was instantly submerged by a wave of heat, and then a scorching heat came from his chest, and he flew backwards.

Zhao Zhenxuan's face also turned dark all of a sudden, his body swayed, his whole body lost strength, and he sat down on the ground.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the martial arts arena.

"What happened? Brother Meng He was defeated."

Many disciples didn't even have time to see clearly.

"How is it possible?" the female disciple of Xiuli's inner court couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Fifth layer of Yanyang Palm." The disciple with a handsome face also changed his face.

"No way, Zhao Zhenxuan is only 15 years old."

Several other inner court disciples also showed horror. They were all three or four years older than Zhao Zhenxuan, but only one or two had cultivated Yanyang Palm to the fifth level.

On the stone platform of the Martial Arts Field, several Lieyang Martial Arts Academy teachers had also come here, and happened to see this scene.

"Cultivated to the fifth level of Yanyang Palm at the age of 15, Zhao Zhenxuan, this is another genius who is as talented as Su Hanyan." A martial arts teacher couldn't help but exclaimed.

Su Hanyan, 17 years old, is the only disciple of the Houtian fifth-floor inner court of Lieyang Martial Arts Academy.

"It seems that this time, our Lieyang Martial Arts Academy is going to produce some great characters." A middle-aged martial arts teacher said with a smile.

"With the talents of Su Hanyan and Zhao Zhenxuan, they can at least become seventh-rank warriors in the future." A female teacher of the martial arts academy nodded with a hint of envy.

The Daqian Dynasty distributed martial arts to the world, and divided the warriors in the world into rank one to rank nine.

The day after tomorrow, the first, second and third floors, training skin, meat, and bones are the ninth grade.

The day after tomorrow, the four, five and six levels, training the tendons, training the viscera, and training the marrow are the eighth grade.

There are seven, eight or nine levels in the day after tomorrow, reborn, reborn, and without leakage are the seventh grade.

To the innate realm, it can be ranked sixth.

A rank seven warrior, in the Dagan Dynasty, could be the master of a city, the master of a courtyard, and the general of an army.For civilian warriors, the future is limitless.

"However, Su Hanyan and Zhao Zhenxuan are still a lot worse than their elder brothers." An old martial arts teacher suddenly said while stroking his beard.

"You can't compare with him. In the future, he will be a monster-level genius who may hit the top of the list. I remember that last year, Mr. Liu, you didn't do three tricks in his hands." The middle-aged martial arts teacher looked at it. Said to the old martial arts teacher.

"Hey, why, could it be that any of you can take three tricks from him." Elder Su sneered.

As a teacher of the Lieyang Martial Arts Academy, the realm is not much different, and they are generally eighth-rank Houtian and sixth-level martial arts practitioners.

"Mr. Su was joking. If I can take his three tricks, I'm not just a teacher of the martial arts academy. He is the strongest master of the martial arts academy in our martial arts academy for decades. It's just a pity, God is jealous of talents..."

(End of this chapter)