Nine Dragons War God

Recently, Lei Nian found that the number of people who wanted to challenge him was increasing, either for the sake of the Qiong Qi [1] or for the sake of revenge.

However, since they were already here, they might as well settle things as they please. Since they wanted to fight, they might as well do so. Not only that, they had to be beaten to the point of leaving a shadow in their hearts.

Lei Nian thought that Wang Xin had treated him like a soft persimmon. However, Lei Nian would make him understand that not only was he not a soft persimmon, but he was also a hard stone. If he used his strength, he would definitely harm himself.

"Big Yellow, how is your cultivation?" The difference in strength between Huangpu Cheng and him when he first entered the academy wasn't too great. Moreover, Huangpu Cheng's talent was also not bad. Recently, his Lightning Will had increased, so Huangpu Cheng must have also increased by quite a bit.

Hearing Lei Nian's question, Huangpu Cheng touched his head and said while smiling, "Hehe, yesterday, I just broke into the 2nd level of the Spirit realm."

He didn't expect that Huangpu Cheng's training speed would be no slower than his. One must know that the reason why Lei Nian had reached the third level of the Spirit realm was because of the outside experiences, the constant fighting and the abundant spirit stones.

On the other hand, Huangpu Cheng, within the academy, there were almost no places for him to train. Other than the Martial Stage, there were very few opportunities for him to fight in actual combat.

Just as Lei Nian was deep in thought, a voice rang out in his ears, bringing Lei Nian back to reality.

"Lei Nian, you must be at a higher level than me." Huangpu Cheng said.

"I received guidance from my master and broke into the 3rd level of the Spirit realm." Lei Nian replied. Compared to Huangpu, the sense of accomplishment he felt immediately vanished.

It seemed like he had to work even harder. Lei Nian secretly thought to himself.

"Is Lei Nian here?"

At this moment, another voice sounded from outside the courtyard.

Lei Nian frowned. Could it be that someone came again? What happened today?

After that person entered, Lei Nian's frown loosened. It turned out to be Wang Yao.

"Wang Yao, why have you come?" Lei Nian asked curiously.

"Don't you remember that last time, you agreed to spar with me?" Wang Yao said with a look of longing on his face. Deep down, he was also a martial arts fanatic.

"Haha, since that's the case, let's compete here." Lei Nian said with a smile. Being able to have a good sparring partner was also a very satisfying thing.

"Then you must be careful." He drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed it at Lei Nian.

Seeing Wang Yao pull out his sword, Lei Nian also became serious. He took out the flexible sword that had accompanied him for a long time. Using Long Ming's words was a bit unfair.

Watching as the Thunder Will pulled out the sword, Wang Yao's lips curled upwards and he instantly slashed out with his sword, causing spiritual energy to fluctuate.

Third level of the Spirit realm!

In the past few days, Wang Yao had also made quite a few breakthroughs. This was also the reason why he had the confidence to find Lei Nian.

Lei Nian discovered that Wang Yao's sword contained the realm of fire and micro. The sharp peak was emitting a blue light. Clearly, it was a blue flame.

The surrounding temperature suddenly changed with this sword strike. Even Lei Nao could feel a wave of heat rushing towards him. That blue light was extremely dazzling under the setting sun.

The Lightning Perception also slashed out. One sword strike contained all of the Lightning Perception's comprehensions. The ultimate sword attack of the Lightning Perception was the strongest sword strike.

There was wind in the water, and it was emitting a strong aura of the Minute Subtlety Realm.

The surrounding air made Huangpu Cheng feel suffocated. He quickly hid behind Qiong Qi, attracting his gaze to glance at him with disdain.

Boom!" The sword collided with the sword. The fire in the sword interweaved with the water in the sword.

The collision between the Infinity Realms was even more intense. Dust flew into the air, and the surroundings were still covered in a grey haze.

Lei Nian had sensed the terrifying power of Wang Yao's sword. The flame sword was extremely tyrannical. It had followed the sword in an attempt to draw Lei Nian into its body. Fortunately, Lei Nian had managed to use his [Water Force] in time.

As for Wang Yao, he was also in a tough spot. The fusion of the three attacks was simply too overbearing. This attack caused him to groan in pain as the backlash directly injured him. Immediately, a stream of crimson red blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

This sword strike was actually extremely painful for the two of them. However, looking at the situation between the two of them, it was clear that Wang Yao was in an even more miserable state.

"I lost." He had originally thought that he would be able to defeat Lei Nian this time around.

Upon hearing this, Lei Nian smiled, "You didn't lose, the most we can do is to say that we have a draw."

"As for me, being able to gain the upper hand is only a little more than what you have comprehended. Just now, your flame is abnormally tyrannical. Anyone who hasn't comprehended the power of water would have long been injured." It was not that he was trying to console Wang Yao, but rather, it was because Wang Yao's comprehension of the way of the sword was not too far off from his.

"A loss is a loss. There's no reason. Lei Nian, I'll come and spar with you again in the future." After he finished saying those words, Wang Yao turned around and left.

Lei Nian looked at the resolute back of Wang Yao and helplessly shook his head. Wang Yao's personality was upright and straightforward. Victory meant victory, and defeat meant defeat. He was someone to be handed over.

"Qiong Qi, I want to cultivate in the courtyard. Help me guard it." Lei Nian looked at the setting sun in the sky and then sat down cross-legged.

"Monster!" After which, he returned to his room.

Scorching Sun Burning Heaven Scripture, Scorching Sun, a technique of fire.

If it's like this, then I'll start comprehending it under the setting sun.

As he circulated the Scorching Sun Burning Heaven Scripture, he felt the aura of the sun.

The light of the setting sun shone on Lei Nian's body, but there was no heat, but there was a different feeling.

Flames were not necessarily exuberant before becoming strong. The strongest was the Flame Essence. Only by grasping the Flame Essence would one be able to create a stronger flame.

Lei Nian sat there for an entire day.

During the night, the surrounding temperature of the Lightning Perception constantly increased. Moreover, the Lightning Perception seemed to be surrounded by a layer of fire. The Lightning Perception was so dazzling in the dark night.

As the temperature gradually rose, the area where the Lightning Will sat was scorched black, and the entire courtyard was affected by the high temperature.

In the room, even Huang Pu Cheng felt that something was wrong. Why was it so hot in the middle of the night? After sitting there for a short while, he started sweating profusely.

When he walked out, he was so shocked that his mouth gaped wide open when he saw Lei Nian. Where Lei Nian was, it was clearly a ball of flame. The flame seemed to have traces of blue, but it was not that obvious.

Qiong Qi, on the other hand, didn't think much of it. After all, he also played with fire.

"Qiong Qi, what should we do? Should we put out a basin of water?" Huangpu Cheng worriedly said.

"Roar!" The Qiong Qi roared at Huangpu Cheng, implying, "What the f * ck are you doing? Can't you see that he's comprehending?"

The Qiong Qi was still lamenting in his heart over the naive thoughts of Huang Pu. If he were to pour this pot of water on him, Lei Nian would surely beat him to death.

Huangpu Cheng wasn't Lei Nian, he didn't understand Qiong Qi's meaning.

"Did you agree by shouting at me?" Huangpu Cheng probed.

Now, Qiong Qi's face was filled with black lines as he spat out a blue flame towards Huangpu Cheng. The pitiful Huangpu Cheng had been turned into an African.

"Qiong Qi!" If you don't want to, then don't, what are you doing burning me. " Huangpu Cheng roared at the Qiong Qi.

After the Qiong Qi heard this, he opened his mouth to burn Huang Pu Cheng again.

"Don't, don't, if you have something to say then we can talk. I was joking." Huangpu Cheng quickly said. Going up there wasn't a joke.