From Douluo to Weimo

Chapter 23 Yan

If you look down on the entire Tianzi Garden from a high altitude, you will find that it is a layer-by-layer ring-shaped construction site built on a clear lake.

Except Tianzi No. 5 building, it is divided into three floors. There are six small buildings on the innermost floor, eight small buildings in the middle, and twelve small buildings on the outside. The difference in the concentration of heaven and earth energy between each floor is [-]%. .

On the clear lake, an artificial island with a radius of several tens of feet sits in Tianyuan, only a manor stands tall, unlike other artificial islands that are a few points smaller, there is only one attic, lonely.

Even so, of course, there are hundreds of people who want to squeeze in.

You must know that the dormitories in the elite training camp are divided into four levels: Tiandi Xuanhuang, and Tianziyuan requires soul-level combat power to live in it.

However, especially the auxiliary system and the food system must be excluded, the former must reach level 25 to enter, and the latter must be at level 23.

The so-called Shrek Academy's admission standard is nothing more than this.

And if you want to take a step closer in Tianzi Garden, you need to reach the mid-level soul master, and the innermost circle must need the combat power of the high-level soul master.

As for the core Tianzi Building No. [-], the regular soul clan level combat power, according to records, only one of them took over nine years ago, and the rest of the time was vacant.

Of course, Hu Liena told Chu Wuhen all this.

After putting the little fat man on the 23rd floor of Tianzi, Chu Wuhen bid farewell to Hu Liena and entered his independent manor.

"Three days later, there will be a once-a-ten-day building battle. Except for the auxiliary and food departments, everyone in Tianziyuan needs to accept the challenge."

While laying the quilt, pieces of information flashed through Chu Wuhen's mind, except for his accident, which was a dimensionality reduction strike.

The competition here can be said to be very cruel. Every year, the Wuhun Temple absorbs dozens of people into the elite training camp. Geniuses and stupid birds coexist.

Of course, no matter how weak the bird is, he still has an innate sixth-level soul power, and his martial soul can also be ranked among the high-level martial souls.

Growing up in such an environment, even a stupid bird, after a few years of development, can bully some geniuses, and then arouse their desire to win and lose, so as to achieve the purpose of raising cups.

At this point, there is an endless stream of powerful people in the Wuhun Temple, how can the two empires that continue to decline can resist.

"I need to find a time, once and for all."

Chu Wuhen took out a gold card, pasted it on the wall in front of him, and said softly.

The golden card instantly turned into a little bit of golden light and blended into it, and the buildings, terraces and water pavilions remained the same, unchanged at all.

However, the concentration of heaven and earth vitality in it had increased many times compared to the original one, but Chu Wuhen restrained it within the scope of his room without revealing a single bit.

"Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! Breathe!"

Chu Wuhen rested and closed his eyes, as if he was in the palace of a fairy family, surrounded by clouds and mist, swallowing vitality, and coiling dragons circled each other between entering and exiting.

If it wasn't for the transformed room to directly extract the pure vitality of heaven and earth from the world, the vitality in the vicinity would have been exhausted long ago.

Practice is both joyful and painful.

It is undoubtedly a joy to feel that the next second is stronger than the previous second.

It's a pity that this happiness can't last long. In order to accurately control every bit of vitality, Chu Wuhen will imprint his own spiritual imprint on it, which will undoubtedly slow down his cultivation speed.

Judging from the current situation, it is estimated that it will take about half a month to advance to the next level.

"Dong dong!"

There was a knock on the door, three long and one short, nine light and one heavy.

The people outside were afraid that the people inside would be affected, and some worried that the people inside would not hear his knock on the door.

At this point, with a thought in Chu Wuhen's mind, the spirit-gathering effect was turned off, and the vitality of heaven and earth in the room returned to its original effect, only twice as high as the outside world.

Click!

The door of the room was opened, and a scent of fragrance came in. The people outside the door suddenly felt that the soul power in their bodies became more lively.

"Oh, so it's you, little fat man, Xiang Gankan, you're awake."

As soon as Chu Wuhen opened the door, he found that 1.5-meter-wide fat man standing in front of the door like a door god.

As soon as these words came out, the chubby face of the little fat man, like a burning cloud in the sky, was flushed red, filled with shame and indignation.

He has never had such an embarrassing experience, even if he is often squeezed by the three people behind him at this time, and his soul power is often squeezed to the point where there is no left, he has never been so embarrassing.

Seeing Xiang Gankan with his head down, a burly boy over 1.7 meters behind him pushed him away, and a hot breath approached.

Chu Wuhen looked at the little red hair in front of him, although he was half a head taller than him, a name "Yan" flashed in his heart.

"Hi, my name is Yan, the martial soul 'Fire Lord', 11 and a half years old, a level 29 great soul master, can you let me try how the little Xiangzi lost."

Hearing these extremely sincere words, Chu Wuhen felt a bit of surprise in his heart, how could this boy be so cautious with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Could it be that these years, when the [-]-[-] season begins, Gou Daoliu has begun to spread to the endless, infinitely diverse and chaotic sea, and there are bumps in every corner.

"can."

Concise and concise.

Immediately, Chu Wuhen stretched out those palms, which were whiter than a woman's, extremely smooth.

But Yan still didn't dare to underestimate him, because Hu Liena said that this person's grade point card is a purple card.

"Please!"

Yan took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand, densely covered with cocoons, with thick bones, thick and powerful, very majestic, much larger than Chu Wuhen's hands and feet.

The two held a preliminary grip, and suddenly he felt that his body was floating, his feet were off the ground, and he was floating in the air.

"hiss!"

"hiss!"

Two gasps sounded suddenly, and the eyes looking at Chu Wuhen were full of horror, what kind of fairy trick is this.

Not only that, in order for Yan to try this feeling more, Chu Wuhen used his hand as a fulcrum to control the bones of his whole body, just like a puppet on a string, constantly walking forward.

Yan's bones and muscles were naturally thick due to the Wuhun, resulting in a weight of about two hundred and twenty to thirty catties.

But to Chu Wuhen, it was like a piece of paper and straw, and he could fall over with just one breath.

This is not an exaggeration.

With the strength of his lungs now, exhaling into a sword, piercing through wood and rocks, bragging, he can make big rocks fly all over the ground.

If Chu Wuhen took a deep breath and blew it out forcefully, the burly red hair in front of him would definitely be blown away.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that he died.

"how?"

After walking twenty or thirty steps, Chu Wuhen let go of his hand, letting Yan keep his feet firmly on the ground.

"You're still not human."

Yan felt a little scared, but the short twenty or thirty steps were more terrifying than the third floor of the gallbladder training room.

Just now, he felt that Chu Wuhen was not a person, but a colossal creature dormant in the darkness, and that power was endless and endless.

Although his body was much bigger than Chu Wuhen's, he still felt that he was not much different from an ant.

"It's just a simple technique, called 'Thousand Catches'. Internally train the bones, familiarize yourself with joint skills, and use your hands together to make the opponent lose their center of gravity and let you master it."

Chu Wuhen smiled, harmless to humans and animals.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you."

For Chu Wuhen, the little red hair in front of him was quite pleasing to the eye, and he didn't mind teaching him, passing on some martial arts from his previous life.

Just like this Shaolin 72 stunt is not bad, but the Qianjin Gate is just one of them.

In addition, such as Xingyiquan, Bajiquan, Baguazhang, Wudang unique learning, Emei unique learning and so on.

But Chu Wuhen is not purely for preaching, he wants to subdue these geniuses, turn them into his own team, and then let them out to stir up trouble.

Lay the foundation for future domination of the world.

The blue-gold young dragon that was visualized originally grew stronger by absorbing luck.

As for the awakened second martial spirit, although Chu Wuhen has explored some basic abilities, he feels that if he really wants to control it, he still needs a lot of luck.

(End of this chapter)