Endless Breaking Limits, I am in Gaowu Heaven Rewards Hard Work

The scalp was tingling. This was how Chen Yu felt in the independent viewing room. However, the 15-year-old girl was deeply shocked by what happened today. Even though she lost to Bing Yi several times, Chen Yu didn't care too much about him. Because, the most important thing in her heart is always her family and master. The world is so big, there are too many people stronger than her, why should she fall into internal friction because of Bing Yi. But at this moment, looking at the slender figure in black shirt on the ring. Two words emerged in Chen Yu's mind for the first time. Invincible. There are so many people in the whole Tianbang boxing match, there must be someone stronger than Bing Yi. But Bingyi gave Chen Yu a clear feeling of invincibility at this moment.

She had only felt this feeling from her brother.

On that day on the green mountain, her brother, who had always been hidden, revealed his powerful and invincible side, which Chen Yu would never forget in her life.

Today, she saw it again in Bingyi.

"Fortunately, Xiaoyu, you chose to admit defeat..."

In the world of consciousness, the woman in red took a breath of cold air, and her feelings were not much different from Chen Yu's.

Every time Bingyi won, he seemed very silent.

Who knew that the other party would reveal such a powerful side.

Chen Yu said nothing and took a deep breath:

"Master, there are indeed many geniuses in the world."

The woman in the red skirt opened her red lips:

"This Bing Yi may be a strong man of the older generation, and it is very likely that he is a star pushed out by the Tianbang boxing competition."

Chen Yu shook her head:

"These are not very important."

She took a deep breath and said:

"I just found that my brother and I should still have a long way to go."

Knowing that Chen Yan has now condensed seventy extreme satin patterns, the fifteen-year-old Chen Yu is somewhat proud in her heart.

No, very proud, very proud.

Just during the day, she also had the thought that the geniuses in the world are just like this.

But now, this thought has completely disappeared.

My brother still has a long way to go, and so does she.

Not to mention the illusory dispute between the five clans.

The Chen clan in Lao City alone makes their family feel deeply pressured.

Now, Bing Yi has even been seen in Yunmeng City.

"Yes, that's true." The red-skirted woman nodded, and then encouraged:

"However, my disciple, don't underestimate yourself. How long have you and your brother entered the martial arts? Bing Yi may have entered the martial arts a year or even two years earlier than you and your brother."

Chen Yu is indeed the most talented array genius she has ever seen.

The red-skirted woman also believes that as long as there is enough time, Chen Yu will definitely beat Bing Yi.

Now, it's just a little time away.

Chen Yu said nothing, knowing that the master was comforting herself again.

"The Tianjiao Trial is the day for you to take off. As long as you find the array eye, plus the master's deduction and your talent, Xiaoyu.

You can definitely learn to condense a martial arts grade A, or even a ground vein-level array pattern!"

Chen Yu nodded heavily.

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Spectacular!

Bloody!

A battle of sweeping.

Today's ring has become a Shura field.

The cold wind surged intermittently, like the mouth of a glutton, madly devouring everything.

And the ice crystals stained with blood were like cursed red lotus, cold and piercing.

Gulp.

Qiu Wei, holding a long knife, swallowed hard, staring blankly at the black-clothed young man in front of him.

The ice spear condensed in the opponent's hand was tilted, and the tip of the spear brushed the ground, with two smoke-like white mists dispersing.

On the ring, a row of boxers who were still wailing, lying with their bodies covered with bone-piercing ice crystals.

Qiu Wei looked around, and the few remaining gold-level boxers were trembling all over at this moment, and dared not to fight.

"Bingyi, I... I..."

Qiu Wei trembled, and the black figure in front of him suddenly became as huge as a mountain in his sight.

The pressure with the biting coldness was gradually eroding his whole body.

"Aren't you trying to stop me from winning streak?"

Chen Yan looked at Qiu Wei calmly. The opponent just made a move and burst out a true meaning of the sword.

It was the first time for him to encounter the sword meaning, so he naturally wanted to compete with the opponent.

But now, Qiu Wei's trembling appearance was like a wilted eggplant, which disappointed him.

"I..."

Qiu Wei's voice trembled:

"I will get 3,000 points soon, Bingyi... Bingyi, you..."

Qiu Wei just said it, but he shut up immediately.

He didn't know how to transmit sound, so the sound might have been heard by the outside world.

Sure enough, there was a round of boos in the viewing area.

Even the dumbest audience understood the cause and effect.

"Forget it, it's boring, I'll just send you to dream."

Chen Yan opened his mouth, and the long spear in his hand burst into a stream of cold mist that cut through like a lotus, and thousands of frosts burst out from the tip of the spear and rotated outward along the spear body.

Buzz!

In an instant, a very piercing true meaning enveloped the ring.

"Let me see if your sword intention is as useless as you."

Chen Yan spoke indifferently, but at this moment, he gave Qiu Wei a chance to attack.

"You!"

Qiu Wei's trembling eyes gradually converged, and then turned into the final ferocity.

The ice intention was actually going to collide with his true intention.

Qiu Wei took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He was terrified, he was terrified, and he was also a genius.

Fifth on the Tianjiao list, first-grade late sword intention.

"I can't say how I am all the way here, but my sword intent is the crystallization of all my thoughts."

Qiu Wei's voice calmed down. Maybe he would lose, but his sword intent could not lose.

This is his true meaning.

"I visualized the world on a rainy day. Others said I was a fool, but who would have thought that I really succeeded."

Boom!

A sudden thunder sounded from the ring. The frightened and hesitant gold-level boxers on the side stood at the edge of the ring as if they were running for their lives.

Qiu Wei's thunderous sword intent is extremely famous.

This is a collision of true meanings.

They don't want to be affected.

Under the mask, Chen Yan's eyes condensed slightly, looking at Qiu Wei opposite.

There was a faint flash of lightning between the opponent's blades. In the realm of breaking the saint, there was no black light representing elemental energy.

But it was white light representing true meaning energy.

That means that these lightning lights are the condensation of true meaning.

It's a bit interesting.

"Here it comes!"

Qiu Wei roared, his eyes wide open at this moment, a sense of ferocity suddenly rose, and the long knife in his hand pointed at Chen Yan to avoid the fight.

Crack!

The sudden thunder seemed to tear the eardrums of people.

Time seemed to stand still.

All the sounds from the viewing area disappeared, and all the boxers who were still wailing on the ring froze.

Space became a dead thing, solidified at this moment.

However, only one knife fell resolutely.

In an instant, lightning was like a waterfall, and arcs shot out, illuminating the surroundings like daylight!

Its killing momentum was like a mad dragon coming out of the sea, carrying wind and thunder, and stabbing towards Chen Yan with a crushing attitude!

A smile appeared on Qiu Wei's mouth. He might not be able to keep his monthly points.

Or he would be laughed at by everyone after today.

But at this moment, he was happy.

The sword intent under his sword seemed to have a unique flavor.

Even if Bing Yi was extremely powerful, he would be seriously injured by his sword intent.

In the end, it was a way to save his face.

Buzz buzz buzz!

A heavy and low hum suddenly sounded.

When the lightning between Qiu Wei and Bing Yi had not disappeared, the battle at this moment had not ended.

Qiu Wei's eyes suddenly shrank.

Only to see a ray of light suddenly penetrate his sword intent.

Then it disappeared.

Puff!

A stream of blood burst out from Qiu Wei's abdomen, and the pain came. Qiu Wei stared at his abdomen blankly.

I don't know when, there was a bloody wound as big as a little finger there.

"Uh..."

Qiu Wei covered the wound, under the mask, his mouth opened wide, and the pain made his facial expression distorted.

Da Da Da...

The footsteps came, it was Bing Yi stepping on the ice.

Qiu Wei held his stomach and had difficulty breathing:

"Bing Yi, you..."

Bang!

Chen Yan kicked out with a kick, and Qiu Wei was kicked out of the ring.

"I expected wrongly, your sword intention is indeed as useless as you."

PS: About the writer's block.

I really didn't want it to be blocked. Think back to yesterday. If I only updated one chapter, would it be a writer's block?

What about two chapters?

Isn't it still stuck?

Three chapters, a total of 8,600 words.

Even if I write four chapters and count this chapter as yesterday, you see, it's still a writer's block?

So, think about it carefully, maybe it's not me who wants to be stuck at all?

I don't want to be stuck, I only have ten fingers, and I'm still a six-finger Zen.

It's time and body that are blocking me. In front of time, everything is equal.