Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 116 The Confused Road to Breakthrough

Hu Gaoxuan said solemnly: "After Fan Sanjia, it's my turn to challenge you."

Looking at Hu Gaoxuan's solemn expression, Feng Ting suddenly understood, he said with a smile: "When the time comes, please give me a few more days, Young Master Hu."

"It should be possible." Hu Gaoxuan also smiled heartily.

Ding Chundong, Li Yuan, and Bai Shuo beside him finally understood why Hu Gaoxuan agreed to challenge Feng Ting.

Since someone has to challenge Feng Ting, why can't Hu Gaoxuan agree?Hu Gaoxuan agreed, and the time is determined by Hu Gaoxuan, at least it can be pushed back a few days to give Feng Ting some time to adjust.

Ding Chundong poured tea for Hu Gaoxuan to express his gratitude.

"Young Master Hu, I won't thank you." Feng Ting now has a better impression of Hu Gaoxuan.

"I am your enemy, and you still want to thank me, which surprises me." Hu Gaoxuan laughed.

"Yes, I should hate you." Feng Ting smiled.

"That's right." Hu Gaoxuan picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "Master Feng, I have another thing to tell you."

"Master Hu, please tell me."

"Two days later, there will be another auction, and there will be two inner pills of level four monsters." Hu Gaoxuan said.

"Okay, go buy it." Feng Ting said flatly.

"Then let's go together." Hu Gaoxuan said.

"it is good."

The two chatted casually for a few more words, then Hu Gaoxuan took Bai Shuo and left.

Feng Ting sent the two away and went back to the room.

Ding Chundong, Li Yuan, Hua Fenfei, Chu Zhongqiu and the others naturally couldn't help but praise Hu Gaoxuan for his righteousness.

Chu Zhongqiu suddenly said: "Even if it is delayed for a while, it is still impossible for Feng Ting to defeat Hu Gaoxuan! Could it be that Hu Gaoxuan will lose face to a martial artist?"

The other three were also taken aback when they heard this.

This is indeed a problem.

Hu Gaoxuan, as the young master of Heizhou City, is also a middle-ranker in the Nether Cave.Would he be willing to lose to Feng Ting?If he doesn't want to lose, Feng Ting will lose.In the end, wouldn't Feng Ting be forced to leave the academy? Without the protection of the academy, how could he defend the Qiu family?

I was too happy to patronize before, and forgot the most critical issue.

Chu Zhongqiu said: "Could it be that Feng Ting has other methods?"

"Maybe, my junior brother has always had many ways." Li Yuan said silently.

Hua Fenfei also said: "Yes! Junior brother is smarter than any of us."

"It's true to be smart, but the difference in strength is too great, and it can't be made up for by being smart." Chu Zhongqiu said.

No one else refuted Chu Zhongqiu, because it was the truth.It is already a miracle among miracles that a high-level Fighting King can defeat a high-level Huaren.Facing the middle level of the underworld, it is impossible for a miracle to happen anyway.

Everyone fell silent, and unconsciously turned their heads to look at Feng Ting's room.

They knew that Feng Ting must practice in the house, and Feng Ting's diligence made them feel extremely admirable.

But no matter how hard you work, you can't make up the gap between the high-level Dou Wang and the middle-level Nether Cave!

There are still 20 days left in the Tianshu Conference, why can't it be passed safely?

In the room, Feng Ting was sweating profusely, practicing Yizi Bengquan desperately.

Originally, the word Bengquan only had nine levels, but he had already refined it to the peak.

But at the moment when he defeated Xiang Ding, he faintly felt that the word Bengquan could be stronger, so he had to keep trying.

If it can be further improved, that is naturally the best.

If not, there is no harm.

Of course, there are more powerful martial arts in the ancient martial art, but those martial arts can only be practiced after entering the realm of the master of punishment.

Of course, Feng Ting also has some other martial arts skills, but those martial arts skills are not as powerful as Yizi Bengquan.

"boom……"

On the front of the fist, the aura vibrated, and the nine layers of power moved like a mountain, making the steel screens around the wall vibrate endlessly.If the word Bengquan is really tenth heavy, it is estimated that this house will really be shaken down.

"boom……"

The powerful force surged up again and again.

Every time Feng Ting punches, he has to pause for a while, hold his breath and concentrate before throwing another punch.

Every time he punched, he actually risked his spiritual energy rushing into the spiritual sea.

If he hadn't been reborn in the ninth world and experienced countless life and death hardships, he wouldn't have gone through the tenth adventure that might not have existed at all.

"boom……"

After repeated shocks, they returned without success again and again, and there were many risks.

But Feng Ting didn't stop. Although he didn't raise the Yizi Bengquan to the tenth level, he could clearly feel that his strength was increasing.

When most people practice, they will have two different enhanced feelings.

One is the improvement of cultivation, that is, the improvement of skills, experience, and confidence.

Another kind of improvement is the improvement of strength, which is a fundamental improvement, the thickness of spiritual energy, the barrier of realm, and the improvement of moving forward.

Only with the improvement of strength can one advance and break through.

At this moment, Feng Ting felt his strength improve.

However, unlike before, after the previous strength improvement, I felt that I had to advance.

But at this moment, he felt that the increase in strength was just an increase.It's like having a water bag, a lot of water has been filled into it, the weight of the water bag has increased, but the volume of the water bag has not changed.It felt like it could keep pouring water like this, which surprised Feng Ting very much.

This somewhat coincides with the law of martial arts, that is, after reaching the high level of Dou Wang, one can no longer break through.

But something is different.

Because ordinary martial arts practitioners can improve their skills, experience, and confidence after reaching the high level of Dou Wang.But there will be no obvious improvement in strength, and there will no longer be any feeling of breaking through.

At this moment, Feng Ting felt like breaking through the realm, but it was too far away, and even felt like it existed in the void, which was so unrealistic.

Feng Ting's sweat evaporated, raising the temperature of the whole room.

The aura in his body surged too much, Feng Ting stopped practicing Yizi Bengquan.

He sat quietly, enjoying the warmth of aura like a spring.

But in his mind, he was still analyzing the feeling at this moment. His strength had improved, but it seemed that he would never reach the end, as if he would never be able to get close to that barrier.

After resting for half an hour, the aura in his body completely calmed down, and he continued to practice Yizi Bengquan.

"boom……"

The front of the fist shook, and the steel frame screens around the room shook unceasingly, faintly threatening to be destroyed.

Feng Ting spent the whole night practicing and meditating.

The morning sun shone into the room, lighting up the house.

Feng Ting pushed open the window and looked into the distance.

He is very sure at this moment that he is stronger than yesterday, not just the experience in martial arts techniques and controlling aura, but the increase in the thickness of aura in his body and the increase in absolute strength.

However, it feels that the barrier from the realm of the punishment master is still out of reach, or it is impossible to see where the barrier exists at all.

This was a frustrating feeling, and Feng Ting was also a little confused.

He heard the sound of Ding Chundong coming back from buying breakfast, he took a deep breath to clear his mind, he simply stopped thinking about it, and let's eat first.

When we arrived at the dining room, we saw that everyone had already arrived.

After saying hello, everyone ate breakfast quietly.

After breakfast, Feng Ting sent Xin Han to the college for class.

After returning, he continued to practice penance in his room.

In this way, two days passed.

Everything was the same as before, Feng Ting felt the improvement of his cultivation and his strength.But he still didn't feel the barrier close to the realm of the criminal master.

Originally, Feng Ting thought that with the unicorn marrow blood training his body, he would break through the realm very quickly, but he didn't expect such a confusing situation.

Therefore, regardless of the improvement of cultivation base or strength, it can only be relatively powerful, but it cannot be exchanged for breakthrough strength.

With his current strength, he can barely protect himself in front of the beginner spiritual practitioners in the Nether Cave.

There is still one day before the time for the competition. Whether there is a breakthrough depends on tonight's auction.

He took two inner pills of level [-] monsters before, and refined three lower-rank tyrannical pills. The Qilin ate two and the white elephant ate one.

But even if Qilin and White Elephant are strong, he doesn't know whether their marrow blood can help him break through.

When the sun was setting, Feng Ting got into Hu Gaoxuan's car and headed for Xianyao Street.

In the car, Hu Gaoxuan looked at Feng Ting and said, "Did you know that the competition between you and Fan Sanjia has become a major event in the academy."

Feng Ting smiled calmly: "There are students competing with each other every day in the academy, what's the big deal?"

"But there has never been a martial arts practitioner competing with the Nether Cave Realm." Hu Gaoxuan said.

"It seems that people who practice martial arts are so unbearable in the hearts of spiritual practitioners." Feng Ting said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Hu Gaoxuan smiled bluntly, "I did think so before, but now, it has been completely subverted by your appearance."

Bai Shuo who was beside him also said: "Everyone knows that as long as a person who cultivates spirit has stepped into the elementary level of Huaren, he can defeat any martial artist at will. But now, you have reached the height of challenging Mingdong's elementary level. "

Feng Ting didn't expect the arrogant and impulsive Bai Shuo to say the same thing. He said casually, "This is just a sparring session. It can't reach the level where martial arts subvert spiritual cultivation."

Bai Shuo also nodded slightly: "Feng...Young master, it's a pity about your talent."

Feng Ting understood Bai Shuo's meaning, he smiled and said, "That's right! I can only do this for the rest of my life."

Hu Gaoxuan immediately said: "Although the world thinks that spiritual practitioners are powerful, there are hundreds or thousands of martial arts practitioners in this world. So you must be surrounded by more people than anyone else."

When Feng Ting heard this, he couldn't help but think of Hong Ben.

It was because Zuo Hu realized that he was different from other martial arts practitioners, so he made friends with Hong Ben at any cost.

Bai Shuo also felt that what he said just now seemed to belittle martial arts practitioners. He hurriedly said with a smile, "Brother Hu is very right. There are more martial arts practitioners, and they will all regard you as their idol."

When Feng Ting heard the name "idol", he laughed and said, "Spiritual practitioners are the idols of martial arts practitioners."

Bai Shuo also felt that Feng Ting's words made sense, he didn't know how to comfort Feng Ting, so he stopped talking.

The golden scale carriage galloped quickly, and it took an hour to arrive at Xianyao Street.

(End of this chapter)