I asked you to practice martial arts, and you achieved the Golden Body?

Chapter 146 The 16.1 level that blew up the whole place!

"This time, I'm afraid that Teacher Duan would never have thought that I would easily break through the threshold of 16.0 level."

Shen Bailian's eyes flickered slightly, and in an instant, like a small stone thrown into a pond, ripples spread out in circles.

The illusory and clear panel suddenly appeared.

[Character Level: LV8 (2/2300)]

[Physique: 16.1; Spirit: 11.2]

[Divine Skill: Shadow-like LV1 (0/1) (Energy Storage: 1 Time)

Eye of God LV1 (58/400)]

[Active Skill: Gale LV1 (30/300)

Heavenly Qi LV2 (216/700)

Basic Sword Skill LV3 (538/700)

Basic Breathing LV2 (75/700)]

[Passive Skill: Iron Body LV4 (530/1300)]

[Solidification Points: 1]

[Divine Substance: 313]

This time, the character level gained a total of 103 experience points. After reaching level 8, the original 1800 experience points, like last time, increased by 500 experience points.

The Gale skill increased the experience points by 15 points, and the speed of gaining experience points was twice as efficient as before.

The Tiangang Yiqi skill has increased by 10 experience points;

The basic swordsmanship skill has increased by 18 experience points, and there are only more than 100 experience points left before upgrading.

However, Shen Bailian plans to practice hard for a period of time after the opening ceremony, just in time to verify an idea.

Can skills be advanced without using divine substances?

The Iron Body skill has only gained 40 experience points, and there is still a long way to go before upgrading, just wait slowly.

Finally, the basic breathing skill has increased by 75 experience points.

According to this progress, it will take less than ten days to successfully upgrade, and then the physical attribute value will increase by 0.3 points and the mental attribute value will increase by 0.2 points.

After more than ten days, plus the upgrade of the basic swordsmanship, Shen Bailian can obtain a total of 0.5 points of physical attribute value and 0.4 points of mental attribute value.

"Now it seems that although I can deal with ordinary 17.0 level Transcendent Realm warriors, it will be more difficult to meet a genius like Wang Yuxuan."

"But, after ten days, it may not be the case."

Shen Bailian looked at his panel. He knew that the surging power in his body was an illusion in his mind after his body had just transformed and his strength had skyrocketed.

He was able to use the power of heaven and earth to enhance his strength when he was in the Liming Realm, that is, when his physical fitness was around level 15.

Those geniuses, although they would lag behind, would inevitably begin to become familiar with the use of the power of heaven and earth when their physical fitness reached level 16.0 or above and approached level 17.0.

When they were promoted to the Transcendent Realm, they would most likely master the ability to fly.

The one who can fly hits the one who can't fly, which is simply a dimensionality reduction attack, and the Transcendent Realm can autonomously control the power of heaven and earth.

This is the difference in the nature of strength, which cannot be reversed by simple strength.

Of course, it is not ruled out that great strength can produce miracles. If there is a single-arm extreme punching force of several hundred tons, the corresponding thigh strength will also be terrifying.

With a slight shake of his legs, he could jump tens or hundreds of meters, and with the height of tens of meters, it could be considered low-altitude flight to a certain extent.

"No matter what."

"Facing a 17.0-level Transcendent Realm warrior, after exerting the last move of Tiangang Yiqi, Shi Po Tian Jing, he can also fight against ordinary Transcendent Realm warriors."

Shen Bailian thought to himself.

Now, his single-arm limit punch force under normal conditions is 38.8 tons. After the blessing of the last move of Tiangang Yiqi skill - Shi Po Tian Jing, the force is enough to increase to 78 tons.

The single-arm limit punch force of a 17.0-level Transcendent Realm warrior is 64 tons under normal conditions. If he attacks the weak point by surprise, Shen Bailian is sure that he can kill the opponent instantly.

However.

If the opponent's physical fitness reaches level 18.0, it will be another matter, because a 18.0-level Transcendent Realm warrior can not only fly easily, but also has a terrifying single-arm limit punch force of 120 tons.

It is not an exaggeration to call it such a terrifying thing.

"Forget it, I will practice here today. After the freshman ceremony is over tomorrow and all the resources are in place, I can start to practice hard."

Shen Bailian glanced at the smart bracelet and found that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Then, he put the dragon-slaying back into the ring and went to the bathroom, ready to take a shower before going to bed, otherwise it would be sticky and uncomfortable.

...

September 10, 345th year of the New Era, 7:10 in the morning.

Shen Bailian took the smart driving convertible car, located the destination, lay down and squinted his eyes, and arrived at the Fengyu Stadium in just half an hour.

The playground was already crowded with people. There were more than 3,500 people in the six major combat branches. Most of the martial arts students had arrived and found the location of the academy.

In fact, the annual enrollment scale of Tiangang Academy is not small, with the number of students generally around 6,000 to 7,000, but half of the students are scientific research, research, and logistics warriors.

This type of warriors and the combat branch do not hold the opening ceremony in the same place.

After all, the border of Daxia is a continuous and large-scale war, which requires combat warriors and logistics warriors.

To a certain extent, in some special environments, warriors can play a greater role than machines.

"Big Brother!"

"Brother Shen, good morning..."

Shen Bailian was seen by many people not long after he entered. Those martial arts students were so familiar with the boy's face that they couldn't be more familiar, and they all shouted respectfully.

Shen Bailian nodded in response.

"Big Brother." Su Ruozhi and Chen Yifei were full of joy, and they ran to the boy's side.

"How is the club preparing?" Shen Bailian turned his head and looked at the two with a smile.

After the second round of trials, Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi wanted to take advantage of Shen Bailian's fame to recruit a few geniuses to join the club.

"The progress is very good." Chen Yifei said with a smile: "There are ten people willing to join our club, and they are all in the top 100 of the second round of trials."

"Not bad." Shen Bailian patted Chen Yifei on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "However, your goal can be moved down. You don't need to recruit so many martial arts students with great potential. It's also good to recruit more ordinary martial arts students."

"Ah?"

Chen Yifei was stunned when he heard it, and looked at Su Ruozhi beside him for help, wanting to see if the other party had guessed Shen Bailian's intention.

Su Ruozhi just shook his head blankly, and it was obvious that he couldn't understand Shen Bailian's real intention.

Generally, the clubs in martial arts universities pursue small teams, and naturally have very high requirements for the strength and potential of the team members.

Shen Bailian actually wanted to recruit some martial arts students with mediocre strength, which made the two of them a little confused.

"It's okay, just do what I say first." Shen Bailian smiled slightly, without explaining anything more, and then walked towards the location of the fourth college.

Only Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi were left looking at each other.

In fact, Shen Bailian discovered a problem very early. His growth rate was too fast. Even as strong as Xiao Yan, Gao Lei... and even Li Hongling, it was difficult to catch up with him.

Wang Yuxuan, Li Feiyu... and other martial arts students of the Sun-level Dragon Gate will inevitably be pulled away by him at an extremely fast speed.

The top 100 in the second round of trial points?

Shen Bailian is not bragging. Now he is alone, facing those 99 martial arts students, including those 22 Sun-level Dragon Gate martial arts students, it is only a matter of time to solve them.

An ordinary natural treasure is worth one or two million, or even millions of Daxia coins. The 60 million Daxia coins given by the Heaven-level cultivation contract are probably not enough.

Therefore, it is better to recruit more ordinary martial arts students in the club than to recruit a few elite martial arts students. There is strength in numbers, and the speed of searching for intelligence is faster.

But Shen Bailian cannot say this openly.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be like poking Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi on the forehead and saying: Your strength is of no help to me at all?

...

At eight o'clock in the morning, the freshman entrance ceremony of Tiangang Academy officially began. However, the principal still did not come. The deans of the six major combat branches, Ji Chenghu and another vice principal came.

Of course, there were also three representatives of the student union, standing under the rostrum. Among them, Xiong Dali was eight feet tall, that is, about 254 centimeters tall, with broad shoulders and a strong waist.

Standing among the three, he stood out like a crane among chickens.

"Eh?" Some martial arts students were puzzled when they saw Xiong Dali and the other two coming: "Why are there seniors from other grades coming? Isn't it another student representative speaking?"

"How is that possible? If a student representative is to speak, it should be Senior Brother Shen who will speak."

"Indeed."

"Haven't you heard about it?" A yellow-haired martial arts student raised his head proudly, obviously knowing some inside information, and said proudly:

"There is a traditional custom within the student union. A strong senior will come out from the students to teach the new king among the freshmen."

"Teaching?" Some martial arts students frowned slightly, knowing that this must not be a serious experience transfer.

Suddenly.

"Everyone." Ji Chenghu stood under the rostrum with a stern look. His sharp eyes made everyone who looked at him feel a stinging pain in their eyes. All martial arts students fell silent instantly:

"Turn left, play the national anthem, and raise the national flag!"

Bang! Bang!

In an instant, all the martial arts students turned their eyes to the east in unison. As "Nirvana" sounded, everyone subconsciously sang along.

The singing echoed over the playground, loud and uniform. In just a moment, it spread to most of the Tiangang Academy, full of vigorous vitality and new life.

…

After all the speeches were finished, it was already ten o'clock. Although the process was rather cumbersome, it was at the request of the Education Bureau. Although the sense of ceremony was a bit of a face-saving project, it could burst out with power far beyond the imagination of ordinary people at a critical moment.

"The second item of the opening ceremony will begin. The student union representatives will speak on stage." After a teacher wearing glasses announced this, he returned to his seat.

"Okay." Xiong Dali's voice was very deep, and his face was immediately full of smiles. He said to the two people beside him, "Leave it to me this time, you two don't have to go up."

After that, Xiong Dali walked towards the rostrum, leaving the other two members of the student union looking at each other in bewilderment. This was not in line with the original plan.

However, they were also relieved in their hearts

"Principal Ji, deans, good morning." Although Xiong Dali was arrogant, he still looked like a good boy in front of the deans and Ji Chenghu, and bowed respectfully with his fists clasped.

"Yeah." Ji Chenghu nodded slightly, nodded, and said, "Do a good job."

"Okay." Xiong Dali heard this and glanced at Duan Wuya intentionally or unintentionally. He found that the other party was not paying attention to him, and he was immediately happy in his heart.

Because Shen Bailian is now Duan Wuya's disciple, and his task is to "teach" the new king among the freshmen, so he pays special attention to Duan Wuya's emotions.

Xiong Dali turned around and glanced at more than 3,000 freshmen. After introducing himself, he gave an impassioned speech.

Of course.

The manuscript was also prepared in advance by the internal staff of the student union, and it expressed the encouragement and expectations of the seniors for the freshmen.

"Hmm?" Shen Bailian frowned slightly, because he always felt that Xiong Dali glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and the frequency was very high.

"... Welcome all interested juniors to join our student union,"

"Let's start the third item of the opening ceremony." After saying that, the teacher with glasses glanced at Xiong Dali and indicated that it was time for him to appear.

Xiong Dali was immediately happy, thinking that he could finally relax his muscles and bones, but he remained calm on the surface, and snapped his fingers with a snap.

Buzz~buzz~

With a trembling sound, two holes opened on the ground of the rostrum, and two virtual reality cabins rose from the ground.

"Our student union has an old tradition." Xiong Dali said in a deep voice: "The student union will send a senior or a senior every year to teach the freshmen."

"And everyone is a martial arts student, so the way of teaching is very simple, practice a game with the seniors."

Wow!

Instantly, the martial arts students under the stage were boiling, because the strength was completely unequal. Most of the freshmen were just entering the life-establishing realm.

And some seniors with good talents had already reached the peak of the life-establishing realm or the extraordinary realm shortly after the start of the sophomore year.

What's more, Xiong Dali is still a junior student?

"Senior will definitely not take advantage of you." As he said that, Xiong Dali patted the virtual reality cabin beside him: "We will have classes in the spiritual space, and my strength will be on the same level as yours."

"And if anyone can defeat me, the Student Union will give 990,000 Daxia coins as a reward!"

"Of course, those who are too weak should not come up. Not only will it delay the time of many deans and Principal Ji, but it will also delay your training time. It is best to be the newcomer king who can represent the strongest martial arts students of your class."

Newcomer king?

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Almost all the martial arts students, at the same time, looked in one direction in unison, looking at the front of the four colleges.

The boy who was wearing a white martial arts uniform, with a school badge on his left chest, a well-proportioned figure, a majestic demeanor, and a calm demeanor.

"So that's what you mean."

Shen Bailian smiled calmly on his face, thinking to himself.

He had long felt that Xiong Dali had been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally when he was speaking. It turned out that he had been eyeing him and waiting for him to take the bait.

"However, 990,000 Great Xia coins, it would be a waste if you don't take it."

Thinking of this, Shen Bailian smiled and walked calmly towards the podium.

When water comes, earth will cover it, and when soldiers come, generals will stop it. Xiong Dali has clearly said that he will challenge the 45th Rookie King. If he doesn't go up, it will be a great shame for him and the entire 45th military students.

"Big brother, come on!" Chen Yifei and Su Ruozhi turned their heads and looked at the military students of the four colleges behind them: "Brothers and sisters, cheer for Big Brother!"

"Big brother, show him the strength of the 45th Rookie King!"

"..."

"Big brother, kill him!" There were military students from other combat branches of the 45th class who had long been unhappy with Xiong Dali, who acted like a 2.58 million.

In an instant.

In just a few seconds, the entire playground erupted into thunderous cheers. Most of the martial arts students hoped that Shen Bailian could create another miracle.

"He just walked up like that?" Feng Yanqiu looked at the tall figure and was a little unbelievable. She whispered to the girl next to her:

"Xuanxuan, do you think he can continue to win this time?"

"Difficult, very difficult."

"Although the spiritual space can simulate physical fitness to the same level, the blood power cannot be controlled." Wang Yuxuan's eyes flickered, frowned, and continued:

"It is said that Xiong Dali's Earth Violent Bear blood has been developed to 40%, and can enter half-beast transformation and burst out 1.7 times more power than itself."

Li Feiyu, Qin Wuyang and others looked at each other and shook their heads. They were also not very optimistic about the young man who had already ascended the podium.

In other words, only martial arts students with some sense knew that Shen Bailian's hope was slim.

Although the physical fitness will be brought to the same level, in two years, the time spent training in the martial arts university, the martial arts skills, and the sense of combat... can completely crush the freshmen.

This is a tradition of the Student Union. They definitely do not come on stage to embarrass themselves or throw away money. They must have full confidence to be able to deal with the new king.

What's more, in all these years, there has never been a case in Tiangang Academy where the newcomer king could defeat the student union representative.

"Hello, Teacher Duan, Principal Ji..."

After Shen Bailian came on stage, he was not in a hurry. He bowed slightly to Duan Wuya first, and then bowed to Ji Chenghu, many deans, and teachers.

"Yes." Duan Wuya nodded and said with a smile: "Perform well and let them see your true strength and potential."

"Yes." Shen Bailian smiled knowingly, and then walked to the virtual reality cabin.

"How's it going, little junior brother." Xiong Dali felt Shen Bailian's powerful body, grinned, and said impatiently:

"Which level do you want to adjust your physical fitness to?"

"Can I use my current physical fitness as a standard?"

Shen Bailian was not polite about this. The moment the silver light flashed, Zhanlong appeared in his hand and was placed on the testing table next to the virtual reality cabin.

Then he lay down in the virtual reality cabin.

"Okay, it's very refreshing." Xiong Dali immediately smiled when he saw Shen Bailian's movements were so clean and neat, unlike the procrastination of the previous rookie king, and he also lay down in the virtual reality cabin.

"Permission is being obtained to start testing physical fitness. The current level is 1%, 2%..."

Ten seconds later.

"Dip~"

With a soft sound, the transparent explosion-proof glass cover of the virtual reality cabin slowly closed, and the second-level basic medicine emerged from all sides of the cabin.

In front of the rostrum, a virtual light screen suddenly appeared. On the left was a full-body image of the people around him, and on the right was a body image of Xiong Dali.

"This duel will be based on the duel rules and student Shen Bailian's physical fitness level. The specific physical fitness level is: level 16.1."

An ethereal voice spread throughout the playground, causing the entire playground to fall silent.

What the hell?

Physical fitness level 16.1? Are you sure you got it right?

More than 3,000 martial arts students looked at the extremely dazzling "16.1 level" data and felt in a daze. The original sound of cheering disappeared at this moment.

The entire playground was so silent that it seemed to be frozen, with only the whistling wind and the heavy breathing of the martial arts students in my ears.

However, the next moment.

boom!

"What!"

"How is this possible? With a physical fitness level of 16.1, you tell me this is a freshman who has just entered school?!"

With an exclamation, the entire playground was detonated in an instant. Many martial arts students hurriedly rubbed their eyes, fearing that they had seen wrongly, and started heated discussions one after another.

Even many sophomore and junior martial arts students outside the playground were so shocked that their jaws were almost pulled to the ground, and a complex emotion suddenly emerged in their hearts.

On the rostrum.

"Huh?" Cheng Shangwu frowned when he saw the data displayed on the virtual light screen, turned to look at Duan Wuya aside, and said in a low voice:

"Did you let him eat all those things?"

"Those things" naturally refers to the meeting gifts given by their uncles and aunts yesterday. They must have communicated in private about this kind of things.

At this stage, if Shen Bailian's physical fitness wants to be directly improved from level 15.8 to level 16.1, there are only two methods that can be implemented.

The first is to use taboo methods, which will definitely not work within Tiangang Academy.

The second is to take a large amount of Tiancai Dibao, but if used together, it will cause a great loss of efficacy. Only a fool would do this.

"Maybe." Duan Wuya's eyes flickered. He was not sure about this, but after thinking about it, the only way was to take the treasures of heaven and earth.

"I'll go ask after it's over."

And at the same time.

"Awareness Link 1%, 2% 100%"

"The duel venue is being randomly selected. The venue for this duel: the Colosseum in ancient Rome."

Inside the virtual reality cabin, no matter how shocked the outside world was, Shen Bailian's consciousness gradually sank and he had entered the virtual spiritual space.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Two figures appeared out of thin air in a majestic ancient Roman Colosseum.

Shen Bailian and Xiong Dali were two hundred meters apart.

But at such a distance, for two warriors with a physical fitness level of 16.1, it would not take two seconds for a fierce collision to occur under full force.

The diameter of the entire ancient Roman duel venue was nearly a kilometer, enough to accommodate two ordinary Mortal Realm warriors fighting here.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

On the surrounding seats, densely packed virtual human images were undulating like waves. Their shouts, cheers, and shouts converged into a torrent, surging in every corner of the Colosseum.

"Something's wrong."

Xiong Dali felt his own condition. His bloodline was that of an earth-violent bear, so his perception of power was too keen. With a slight movement of his mind, he instantly activated the light screen attribute.

Name: Xiong Dali

Physical fitness: Level 16.1 (Level 19.5)

Maximum punching force of one arm: 38.8 tons (regular)

Explosion speed: 90m/s

Special moves: Taishan Meteor Pendant, Vajra Palm...

…

Because he has the bloodline of the Earthly Violent Bear, his own weight is a bit heavier than that of ordinary warriors, which not only brings powerful defense and strength, but also reduces sensitivity.

"Level 16.1?"

Xiong Dali looked at the data on the light screen and was not surprised but overjoyed.

Because his strength is too strong, if he is pulled down to around level 14.0 or 15.0, he will definitely be uncomfortable for more than ten seconds.

These ten seconds are too long compared to a warrior in the Destiny Realm, and it is enough to affect the outcome of a battle.

Of course, the most important thing is that before deciding to challenge Shen Bailian, he also deliberately read all the opponent's combat information and discovered a shortcoming of that boy -

Footwork and bodywork are too weak.

The reason why they were able to beat those freshmen was because they were so powerful that they could do wonders and rely on their strong physical fitness to crush everything.

Now, what Xiong Dali is best at is strength and defense. He is destined to have a good battle today and vent his frustration.

With the arrogance of the new king, he will definitely not be like that old dog Lu Changsheng, without a trace of the dignity of a "strong man".

However, Xiong Dali never expected that the information he learned would become outdated in less than a few days.

And on the opposite side.

"It's a bit troublesome. There is no trace of heaven and earth energy in this spiritual realm virtual space, so it cannot enter the state of Jin Zhige."

Shen Bailian looked at the unsuspecting senior brother on the other side, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He tightened his grip on the Zhanlong in his hand and took a deep breath.

In an instant, the internal organs shook violently, the blood was spurred out like a long river, the muscles and bones all over the body roared, and the whole person's aura changed instantly.

It turned into a blade capable of cutting through everything.

Over the ancient Roman Colosseum, the huge countdown numbers have gradually approached the number "0" from 10, 9, and 8.

At the moment when the number returned to zero, the entire Colosseum seemed to be ignited by an invisible force, and the atmosphere instantly boiled to the extreme.

"The duel begins!"

A magnificent and solemn sound exploded over the ancient Roman Colosseum, like an ancient bell echoing in the long river of time.

"The battle has begun." All the martial arts students clenched their fists, stared directly at the screen, held their breath, and did not dare to blink.

I am afraid that if I blink, I will miss the important and wonderful decisive scene.

"Can you win?"

Li Feiyu stared closely at the light curtain. He didn't know what he was thinking now. On the one hand, he hoped that Shen Bailian could win and represent the 45th class with great authority.

On the other hand, he hoped that Shen Bailian would lose, so that he would at least have a chance to catch up with his opponent.

Not only him, this suspense lingers in the minds of all martial arts students, deans, and vice-principal Ji Chenghu. Although they know that there is little hope, they are still looking forward to a miracle.

Because that young man has created too many miracles.