Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 179 The Dragon Goes To Sea
"Ah, Brother Hei is full of confidence. It seems that there is a surprise. Let me see, the number one is... Su Qin, with 41 honor points, hehe, hehehe..." Huang Tiejia laughed happily.

"Huang, why are you laughing!" The black butcher was angered by the laughter, and said angrily: "You are just leading temporarily, and my students will surpass you sooner or later!"

"Someone seemed to say the same thing last year." Huang Tiejia raised his chin slightly, with a proud expression of disdain to be with him, and said indifferently.

"I……"

In one sentence, he blocked the words that the black butcher had said.

In Fengshen College, the black butcher and Huang Tiejia have always been at odds, making the students of the two colleges look like enemies when they meet, but the geniuses in the north campus emerge in endlessly, eating the east courtyard to death, and the black butcher wants to show Huang Tiejia some color in his dreams Look, but helpless students do not live up to expectations, every time a talented student appears, a stronger Tianjiao will appear in the North Campus, and more than ten years have passed like this.

"Butcher, I heard that the guy named Lin Mo recommended by Mu Hongwu, the guardian of the country, went to your East Court this year? How many honor points does he have?" Bai Limei felt pitiful seeing the black butcher being suppressed Yes, I couldn't stand it any longer, and asked suddenly.

"Forget it, you only have 27 honor points, and you didn't even make it into the top [-]."

The black butcher shook his head in disappointment, his eyes fell on Mo Lin's name.

Many students of Fengshen College came with recommendation letters, and those students recommended by big figures would naturally receive special care from the college. Mo Lin didn't know that Mu Hongwu's letter of recommendation had attracted the attention of the college, so he also entered At this time, he was hiding in a hidden cave to condense the fourth spirit ring.

"It's still close, come again!"

Mo Lin sat cross-legged, Yin-Yang martial spirit slowly spinning above his head, but the soul essence in his sea of ​​qi surged like a tumbling giant wave. With a muffled bang, the fourth spirit ring was successfully condensed!
Mo Lin opened his eyes abruptly, as if two bolts of lightning struck the cave, the four soul rings above his head shattered and disappeared into his body.

"Entering the fourth level of the Soul Origin Realm, my sea of ​​Qi has doubled compared to before, and even my meridians have become stronger and wider. If what the book says is true, every time I advance to a level, the capacity of my sea of ​​Qi will double. , when I become a tenth-level martial artist, wouldn't the soul energy in my body be stronger than that of ordinary Wuzong-level masters?"

One must know that Mo Lin is a rare and perfect pulse martial artist, the moment he entered the Soul Origin Realm, his Qi Sea expanded more than ten times compared to ordinary martial arts.

This huge base number increases exponentially with the improvement of the realm. The higher his cultivation base, the greater the gap between martial arts at the same level and him.

This is why it is said that every martial artist who breaks through the virtual veins will become an invincible martial arts expert in the same realm, and can even easily leapfrog to challenge. It is related to opening a virtual pulse.

When the consciousness entered his body, Mo Lin felt the majestic soul essence contained in the sea of ​​qi, and was very satisfied, but then he frowned, and saw the blood qi hiding in the corner.

"What the hell is this? It seems to be twice as big as before."

Mo Lin tried to feel it for a while, the blood energy was lurking, and there was nothing abnormal, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Forget it for now, whether it's a blessing or a curse, if it's a disaster you can't avoid it, I'll figure it out sooner or later."

Picking up the machete on the ground, Mo Lin walked out of the cave, looking at the white belly in the east, an indifferent smile appeared on his face.

"It's the third day."

"Now, most of the students should have dispersed to the depths of the mountains. Those who just hid and those who should hide, I don't have to worry about being besieged anymore. It's time to take action."

Mo Lin picked up the token and glanced at it. The number of glory points displayed on it was exactly thirty.In the past three days, he did not take the initiative to attack others, but there were too many students participating in the trial, it was inevitable that some people would find Mo Lin's territory to "pay respect" to them, and Mo Lin would not refuse anyone who came.

These honor points alone are far from enough.

The rules of the trial clearly stated that the more honor points the academy has, the better. Many rare resources can be exchanged for them. When the honor points reach a certain amount, one can also obtain the qualification to go to the 'secret realm' to practice.

Mo Lin didn't know where the 'secret land' was. He had only been in the academy for a few days, and his knowledge was limited, but it was rumored that it was the most mysterious holy place for cultivation in the academy, and everyone who walked out of it became famous. Lan country's top masters, such as Fang Hongyu, one of Hongdu's seven heavenly talents, have practiced in the secret realm.

"Although I really hate the words 'the strong are respected', I have to admit that this is the iron law of martial arts cultivation. If you want to control your own destiny, if you want to avenge your master, if you don't become strong, everything is delusional. "

Mo Lin would never allow the tragedy of the Unfeeling Sect to happen to him again. He wanted to improve his strength at all costs and make every effort to grab more honor points.

"It is said that among the freshmen this time, there are a few strong men with extraordinary talents. One is Chen Ke'er from the Chen family, one of the four rich families, and the other is Fang Qiansheng from the Fang family. The life-saving magic weapon is indispensable, except for the two of them, no one else should pose any threat to me."

Mo Lin recalled the list of freshmen strongmen that Huang Quan got somewhere before the trial, jumped up, and flew down the cliff cave tens of meters high.

"There are still seventeen days left, and this place will be my own battlefield."

……

Walking in the dense forest, Mo Lin no longer dodged and dodged, and swaggered towards conspicuous places.

Soon, he attracted the attention of four students from the West Academy.

These four people wore hats woven from leaves, and their uniforms were also dyed grass green. They hid deep in the grass and were hard to be found. When they suddenly jumped out, Mo Lin was startled. .

"Boy, you are quite brave to wander around in the mountains so swaggeringly." One of the guys with small eyes sized Mo Lin up and down like an idiot.

"What courage? I think he's an idiot, obediently hand over the honor points, so as not to suffer." Another guy with a sinister face grinned.

"Four honor points."

Mo Lin glanced over the faces of the four people. In his eyes, what he saw was not people at all, but only four honor points.

The four martial artists of the West Academy were stunned for a moment, then they instantly became angry when they understood Mo Lin's eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking to him, do it!"

These four people are old acquaintances. Before entering the mountain, they discussed that they would join forces to snatch others. In the past three days, many people have been besieged by them. A monstrous wave swept in.

(End of this chapter)