The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

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

Looking at Hu Gaoxuan's serious expression, Feng Ting suddenly understood. He smiled and said, "At that time, I'll have to ask Young Master Hu to forgive me for a few more days."

"That should be fine." Hu Gaoxuan laughed straightforwardly.

Only now did Ding Chundong, Li Yuan and the others understand why Hu Gaoxuan had agreed to accept the challenge.

Since someone had to challenge Feng Ting, why couldn't Hu Gaoxuan agree? Hu Gaoxuan agreed. The timing was decided by Hu Gaoxuan, and it could at least be pushed back by a few days to give Feng Ting some time to adjust himself.

Ding Chundong poured some tea for Hu Gaoxuan to show his gratitude.

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

"I am your enemy. Yet, you still want to thank me. This truly surprised me." Hu Gaoxuan laughed.

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

"That's right." Hu Gaoxuan raised his teacup and drank his tea, then said: "Young Master Feng, I have something else to tell you."

"Please speak, Young Master Hu."

"Two days later, there's another Auction and two Level Four demon beast's inner pill." Hu Gaoxuan said.

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

"Then we'll go together." Hu Gaoxuan said.

"Alright."

The two of them conversed for a bit more before Hu Gaoxuan left with Bai Shuo.

Feng Ting sent the two of them off and returned to his room.

Ding Chundong, Li Yuan, Hua Fenfei, Chu Zhongqiu and the others could not help but praise Hu Gaoxuan's righteousness.

Chu Zhongqiu suddenly said: "Even if we delay it for a few days, Feng Ting will still not be able to defeat Hu Gaoxuan! Could it be that Hu Gaoxuan will lose face to a martial cultivator? "

When the other three heard this, they were also stunned.

This was indeed a problem.

As the young master of the Heizhou City, as well as the middle grade. Would he be willing to lose to Feng Ting? If he did not want to lose, Feng Ting would definitely lose. Then in the end, wouldn't Feng Ting be forced to leave the academy? Without the academy's protection, how could he defend against the Qiu Family?

He had been too engrossed in his happiness to remember this crucial point.

Chu Zhongqiu said: "Does Feng Ting have any other way?"

"Perhaps, the Junior Brother has a lot of methods." Li Yuan said silently.

Hua Fenfei also said, "That's right! The Junior Brother is smarter than any of us. "

"It's true that you're smart, but the difference in strength is too great. It's not something that can be made up for just by being smart." Chu Zhongqiu said.

No one else refuted Chu Zhongqiu because this was the truth. To be able to defeat the high grade with just a Fighting King, it was already a miracle out of a miracle. In the face of the nether cave, there was no way a miracle could have happened.

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

They knew that Feng Ting would definitely cultivate in the house, so they admired his diligence.

But no matter how hardworking he was, he could not make up for the disparity between Fighting King and the Fighting King!

The Heavenly Book Assembly still had twenty days, why couldn't he pass it safely?

In the room, Feng Ting was perspiring profusely and cultivating the One Word Collapsing Fist.

Originally, this One Word Collapsing Fist was only at the ninth layer, but he had already refined it to its peak.

However, the moment he defeated Xiang Ding, he faintly felt that this One Word Collapsing Fist could still be stronger, so he continued to try.

If he could really improve again, that would be for the best.

If not, then there was no harm.

Of course, there were even more powerful martial skills on the ancient cultivation heavenly art. It was just that those martial skills could only be learned after stepping into the Sentencing Lord boundary.

Of course, Feng Ting knew a few other skills, but none of them were as strong as the One Word Collapsing Fist.

"Boom …"

Spiritual Qi vibrated on the surface of the fist. The nine layers of energy were like mountains, causing the steel bone screen around the wall to vibrate incessantly. If this One Word Collapsing Fist really had the tenth layer, then the house really would have collapsed.

"Boom …"

Powerful energy surged again and again.

Every time Feng Ting punched, he would pause for a moment, held his breath, and then punch again.

In fact, every single fist of his was risking the influx of spirit energy into the Spiritual Sea.

If he hadn't been reborn and experienced countless life and death experiences, he wouldn't have taken the risk for the tenth level that might not even exist.

"Boom …"

He attacked again and again, but failed again and again, and yet he was in danger again and again.

But Feng Ting did not stop there. Even though he did not level up to the tenth stage of the One Word Collapsing Fist, he could clearly feel his strength increasing.

When ordinary people practiced, they would have two different kinds of feeling of enhancement.

One was an increase in cultivation, which meant an increase in skills, experience, and confidence.

There was also a type of increase in strength. This was a fundamental increase in thickness of spiritual energy, a barrier to the realm, and a step forward.

Only when one's strength increases would one be able to advance to the next realm.

And at this time, Feng Ting felt his strength rising.

However, it was different from before. Previously, after his strength had increased, he felt that he was about to advance.

But at this moment, he felt that the increase in his strength was only an increase. It was just like a water bag. It had already been filled with a lot of water, and the weight of the water bag had increased, but the size of the water bag did not change. This made Feng Ting feel that it was possible to keep pouring water into the bottle like this, which made him extremely surprised.

This was somewhat in accordance with the laws of martial cultivation. After entering the Fighting King, there was no way to break through any further.

But there was something different.

This was because for ordinary cultivators, once they reached the high grade, their techniques, experience, and confidence would increase. However, there wouldn't be any obvious improvements in his strength, and he wouldn't feel like he had broken through again.

But at this moment, Feng Ting felt that he had broken through a realm, it was just that it was too far away and it even felt like it existed in the void.

Feng Ting's sweat began to rise, causing the temperature of the entire room to rise.

The spirit energy in his body was surging too fiercely, Feng Ting stopped his One Word Collapsing Fist cultivation.

He sat there quietly, enjoying the warmth of the spiritual energy that was like a spring.

However, he was still analyzing the feeling in his mind. His strength had increased, but it seemed that he would never be able to reach the end, as if he would never be able to approach the barrier.

After resting for half an hour, the spirit energy in his body had completely calmed down and he continued to practice the One Word Collapsing Fist.

"Boom …"

The edge of the fist shook, and the steel bone screen around the room shook, as if it was about to be destroyed.

Feng Ting spent the entire night cultivating and pondering.

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

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

At this moment, he was very sure that he was stronger than yesterday. Not only was he experienced in martial skills and spiritual energy control, but he also felt the spiritual energy in his body becoming thicker and his absolute strength increasing.

However, he felt that the barrier that was so far away from the Sentencing Lord boundary was still far away, or perhaps, he simply could not see where that barrier was located at.

This made everyone feel depressed, even Feng Ting was also a little confused.

He heard the sound of Ding Chundong buying breakfast. He took a deep breath to clear his mind, and decided to not think about it anymore.

When he arrived at the dining hall, he saw that everyone was already there.

After greeting each other, everyone ate breakfast quietly.

After eating breakfast, Feng Ting sent Xin Han to the Academy to teach.

After he returned, he continued to cultivate in his room.

Just like that, two days passed.

Everything was the same as before. Feng Ting felt his cultivation increase and also felt his strength increase. However, he still did not feel the barrier that was nearing the Sentencing Lord boundary.

Originally, Feng Ting thought that with the Qilin's marrow and blood to refine his body, his speed of breaking through to the next realm would be extremely fast.

Therefore, no matter if it was the increase in cultivation or the increase in strength, they could only be relatively strong, but in exchange, they could not be broken through.

With his current strength, he could only barely protect himself in front of the Nether Cave Primary Grade's Spirit Cultivator.

There was still one more day to the competition. Whether or not he could break through would depend on the Auction tonight.

Previously, he had auctioned two Level Four demon beast s and refined three low rank Violent Dan s. The Qilin had eaten two and Bai Xiang had eaten one.

However, even if the Qilin and Bai Xiang were stronger, he didn't know if their marrow and blood would be able to help him break through.

When the sun was about to set, Feng Ting got on Hu Gaoxuan's carriage and headed to Immortal Medicine Street.

In the carriage, Hu Gaoxuan looked at Feng Ting and said: "Did you know? Your sparring with Fan Sanjia has already become a major event of the academy. "

Feng Ting laughed indifferently, "There are students sparring with each other in the academy every day, what kind of big deal is that?"

"But I've never sparred with a cultivator at the nether cave realm before." Hu Gaoxuan said.

"It looks like martial cultivators are just like this in the heart of the Spirit Cultivator." Feng Ting said indifferently.

Hearing that, Hu Gaoxuan laughed straightforwardly: "I had indeed thought of it this way before, but now, I have been completely overturned by your appearance."

Bai Shuo added: "Everyone knows, that as long as a Spirit Cultivator enters the Dissolving Blade Primary Grade, they can defeat any Spirit Cultivator at will. But right now, you have already reached the level to challenge the bright hole Primary Grade. "

Feng Ting did not expect the arrogant and impulsive Bai Shuo to say something like that. He said casually: "This is just a spar, it is not enough to change the level of a Spirit Cultivator."

Bai Shuo also nodded slightly, "Feng … Young Master, what a pity about your talent. "

Feng Ting understood what Bai Shuo meant, and laughed: "That's right! This is the only thing I can do for the rest of my life. "

Hu Gaoxuan replied immediately, "Even though everyone thinks that the Spirit Cultivator is strong, but in this world, the number of cultivators are a hundred times, a thousand times stronger than the number of cultivators. Therefore, you must have more people surrounding you than anyone else. "

After 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 cultivators, that he was willing to become friends with Hong Ben no matter what price he had to pay.

Bai Shuo also felt that his previous words still belittled martial cultivator. He immediately laughed and said: "Big Brother Hu is right, there are even more martial artists, they will see you as their idol."

When Feng Ting heard the term "idol", he smiled and said, "Spirit Cultivator is actually an idol of cultivators."

Bai Shuo also felt that Feng Ting's words were reasonable. He did not know how to comfort Feng Ting anymore, so he did not speak anymore.

The Golden Scaled Carriage moved quickly, and in two hours, it was Immortal Medicine Street.