Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 146 Tenth Layer

Although there were many people, they were very quiet, and no one dared to say a word.

After a short walk, we came to a large garden.

On the opposite side of the garden, there are rows of examination rooms. The attendants stop here, and the reference students continue to move forward and enter the examination room.

Because only candidates who have not practiced are allowed to enter the examination room with accompanying test entourage, so there are only a few candidates with accompanying test entourage.

These people who stay outside the examination room are the personal attendants of the examinees.

Most people have only one personal entourage, and few like Xin Han have three personal entourages.

So in this square outside the examination room, there are tens of thousands of entourage left.Because the followers are not limited to the realm of cultivation, they are basically strong.

This square is big enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people easily.

Because it is just outside the examination room, it also has a nice name, Qingxiu Square.

The square outside the City Lord's Mansion is called the City Lord's Mansion Square.

Because this is in the city lord's mansion, it's natural that you can't walk around at will, and you must use sound transmission to hear your words, so that this large sea of ​​people looks very calm, like a piece of tide lying on the beach.

Ding Chundong looked at the crowds of people around him, he felt that his breathing was not smooth.

Among them is his own pressure in the face of the strong, and there is also the pressure of worrying about Xin Han.

Seeing Ding Chundong's appearance, Chu Zhongqiu whispered to him through sound transmission: "Don't be so sad."

"En." Ding Chundong smiled at Chu Zhongqiu.

Duan Ping looked at the two of them, and said to them through sound transmission: "The teacher's exam will take two hours, and we can't leave here until noon. If you feel bored, I can send you out before the exam starts. .”

"Thank you, we won't be bored." Chu Zhongqiu immediately refused.

"We are waiting for Junior Sister Xin." Ding Chundong also said.

"Okay, then we will wait for her exam to end together." Duan Ping said.

The three of them stopped talking, and just looked at the yard not far ahead just like everyone else.

There, the exam should start soon.

……

In the quiet and remote courtyard of the Qiu family mansion, two guards came out of the house that looked like a dark box and stood in the courtyard.

"I don't even want to see him now," one said.

"Me too. I saw it and felt very uncomfortable." Another person said.

"I really don't understand, this kid has been destroyed like this, he is still alive."

"I guess if it were me, I would have died a long time ago."

"Maybe people who practice martial arts are lowly, so their vitality is very strong."

"Maybe."

In the room, inside the steel cage, a blood man was lying on the ground.

The clothes on his body have been stained with blood stains layer by layer, and it has almost become a tattered armor.

His hair was scattered around his head like twigs.

If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a red pottery figure.

After a long time, he finally moved.

The dried blood on his body cracked like a dried river bank, and pieces of blood fell down.

Then he slowly turned over and lay on his back.

Then, the eyes blinded by blood slowly opened.

There was a cheerful look in those bright eyes.There was also a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

This scene is very strange and incomprehensible.

It is impossible for anyone to feel happy after being tortured like this.

After a while, he raised his arm and shook his fist towards the sky.

There is a layer of vigorous spiritual energy floating on that fist, a total of nine layers, dreamlike, but so real, and bursting out with a powerful aura that makes people fear.

He shook his fist tirelessly again and again, making the layers of breath turbulent.

Although his movements seemed to be very slow, and it felt like he didn't use much strength, but the powerful aura that burst out was even more shocking.

Suddenly, after the aura from Nabo spread to the ninth floor, it spread out to another floor inexplicably.

His fists were frozen in the air, and his eyes revealed a look of incomparable excitement. The mask of dried blood on his face cracked more gaps.

The tenth weight of Yizi Bengquan!

Feng Ting never dreamed that in the process of being tortured again and again, between half-dead and half-alive life and death, with one word, he was inexplicably promoted to the tenth level.

This tenth weight has been smashing fists, and it can turn hard into soft.

When performing this word Bengquan in the future, the strength of the surge of spiritual energy will also be reduced, and naturally the risk of letting the spiritual energy rush into the spiritual sea can also be reduced.

Because of being happy, Feng Ting always had a smile on his lips.

His fist was always in the air, and the aura on the front of the fist shook layer by layer, but it was terribly gentle.

Because today is the day when the Tianshu Conference will start, he feels that Qiu Zhongxun and Qiu Zhongyi should go to the City Lord's Mansion.

He planned to leave, but later, he gave up and decided to stay one more day.

Because it turned out that after he was captured, his practice was surprisingly tense.He also thought about letting the people around him destroy him after he left.

But after thinking about it, he still felt that being ravaged by the enemy would inspire him to fight more wits, and maybe it would be more beneficial for him to break through that barrier.

It has now been proven that he was very right to stay.

Although the barrier didn't break through, he managed to train the Yizi Bengquan, which was only nine levels, to the tenth level.

At least in the practice of Yizi Bengquan, he has surpassed the master of the ancient celestial art.

Before I knew it, half an hour passed.

Voices came from outside, it was Qiu Zhongxun.

Today is the opening day of the Tianshu Conference, and Qiu Zhongxun has returned, which means that today's exam is over.

I don't know how the talented girl Xin did in the exam?

Without him, Talented Xin should also have the strength to enter the gold list.But it is almost impossible to win the leader.

If you are not the leader, you are not qualified to ask the City Lord's Mansion for inner alchemy.

In any case, I have to leave tomorrow.

He immediately activated the spirit energy, sealing his meridians.

The door opened, and Qiu Zhongxun came in accompanied by two guardians of the Nether Cave Realm.

Opening the door of the cage, the three of them walked in.

Qiu Zhongxun's tall figure stood in front of Feng Ting, condescendingly looking down at Feng Ting, the arrogance in his eyes, as if possessing a life-and-death god.

"Feng Ting, Liu Ye is here to see you." A guard suddenly said loudly.

Feng Ting then weakly opened his eyes, looked at Qiu Zhongxun, and said weakly: "Nonsense...don't talk, let's do it."

"Feng Ting, your time is running out." Qiu Zhongxun said coldly.

"I know."

"Now that you know, tell me who killed Qiu Zhen and Qiu Xian?" Qiu Zhongxun said looking into Feng Ting's eyes.

The corner of Feng Ting's mouth showed disdain: "Qiu Zhongxun, don't you just want to frame Guangling Academy? It's a pity that I can't let you do what you want."

"It's not framed, it's the truth! Didn't that old bastard Xun Hanchuan kill Qiu Xian and Qiu Zhen?" Qiu Zhongxun said angrily.

The two guards next to him didn't know much, and they were shocked when they heard what Qiu Zhongxun said.

Feng Ting said disdainfully: "Qiu Zhongxun, if you want to deal with Guangling Academy, just deal with it openly. It's shameful to use such insidious means."

"Xun Hanchuan is shameful!"

Qiu Zhongxun shouted loudly, shook his palm, and a wave of spiritual power turned into a heavy hammer, hitting Feng Ting's bear's chest.

Feng Ting's already collapsed chest was immediately smashed down another layer.He also fainted immediately.

"Stupid guy! Death is not a pity!" Xun Hanchuan flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

The two guards followed immediately, closed the cage, and walked out of the room.

The two watched Qiu Zhongxun go away, and then they looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

They have stayed in the Qiu family for decades, and they all know the grievances between the Qiu family and Guangling College.When they heard Qiu Zhongxun say that it was Xun Hanchuan who killed Qiu Xian and Qiu Zhen, they couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

Is Guangling College going to avenge the Qiu family?
It was completely dark, and the two felt that this night was destined to be colder.

The two turned their heads and looked at the house that looked like a pitch-black box, their expressions turned cold.

After half an hour, Feng Ting woke up.

Before he opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

bumped into!bumped into!
He quickly opened his eyes, and finally touched the barrier that blocked his transformation.

Break through this layer of barriers, and he will be able to step into the realm of the punishment master.

He couldn't be unhappy.

He is grateful for his adventurous behavior. Everything now proves that his choice is correct. First, he rushed the Yizi Bengquan to the tenth level of impurity. barrier.

The two days of life and death are worth it!

Healing Flame continued to heal his wounds, and he controlled them so that the wounds would not heal.

Feeling almost done, he raised his arm, the edge of the fist vibrated slightly, and the aura spread gently on the edge of the fist.

Layer by layer, a total of ten layers, spread out like ripples.

This is cultivation, and this is his practice instead of practice.

It won't be long before someone else comes in to torture him, so he doesn't have much time.

Sure enough, half an hour later, a middle-aged man of medium build walked in. It was Qiu Zhongyi.

Feng Ting's impression of Qiu Zhongyi was even worse. This person was not only vicious, but also cunning and cold.

"I'm really afraid that you will die."

Qiu Zhongyi looked down at Feng Ting, with a disdainful smile on his cold face.

Feng Ting weakly opened his eyes, and said weakly: "It's not that I want to live, it's that you can't kill me."

"Hmph...can't kill you!" Qiu Zhongxun frowned: "Feng Ting, you still have narcissistic thoughts at this moment, it's really pitiful."

"I'm still alive, why can't I love myself?" Feng Ting smiled weakly.

"Let me tell you something, I hope you can still laugh."

Qiu Zhongxun looked down into Feng Ting's eyes, and said with a smile: "Your Senior Sister Xin has also come to the Tianshu Conference. I read her test papers of teacher etiquette and Congbian, and she did very well. It is better than hers. Better people, not more than five."

(End of this chapter)