Chapter 1816
Chapter 1816 - Provoke
"Ding!"
"Blasting fist Experience + 500 points!"
"Ding!"
"Fusion of the 'Void Shattering Palm', Blasting fist Experience + 100 points!"
… ….
Crazy fusion.
The outer court's Scripture Pavilion had a total of seven floors. The number of books had reached a hundred thousand.
For an entire three days and three nights, Long Fei did not stop to rest. From the beginning of the first floor to the current seventh floor, Long Fei was completely immersed in it.
"This is great!"
Looking at how the experience of the Blasting fist kept superimposing, and that he would soon be able to break through the fourth level, what kind of Blasting fist would that be?
One punch to kill ten people?
Or more?
Long Fei's heart was filled with incomparable anticipation, "Continue!"
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
"Ding ding ding …"
There were a lot of books in the outer sect of god rare sect, but most of them were only low-grade martial arts training techniques. This kind of technique would at most give 1 experience.
If they were all God Tier Secret Skills, the Blasting fist would have already broken through several levels.
"Boom!"
Half an hour later, the last cultivation technique manual was completed merged.
Long Fei stopped and looked at the experience slot on the Blasting fist, "I still lack 1000 experience points, it seems like I need to integrate with some Divine Ranked Techniques."
He only had a few skills in his inventory.
After fusing, there would be nothing left.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, Long Fei would not fuse with his own cultivation technique.
He turned around and looked at the Ancient Texts Depository. The huge Ancient Texts Depository was now empty, with nothing left.
Zhang Sanqian stood below, he raised his head and looked at Long Fei quietly. He did not ask Long Fei what kind of cultivation technique he was training and what techniques he was using, he smiled: "Can you fuse all of them now?"
Long Fei walked down and said, "Alright."
Zhang Sanqian said: "What you promised me …."
Long Fei said: "At the Hegemonical Competition, I will do my best."
Zhang Sanqian said: "Alright!"
And then …
His palm moved and condensed a Divine Power fireball. The fireball moved with a "boom" sound.
The Scripture Pavilion was set ablaze.
All of the martial arts inside were completely swallowed up by Long Fei. If anyone knew about it, Long Fei would definitely be expelled out of god rare sect, and maybe even worse.
It takes only a fire to destroy everything.
He would bear all the guilt.
The second day!
"Zhang Sanqian, you neglect your duty and caused a great fire to burn everything. You are guilty beyond pardon."
"Down with the dungeon!"
"You are not allowed to touch anyone or anything for three years!"
… ….
Zhang Sanqian did not refute him and willingly accepted his punishment.
After Long Fei found out about this, she secretly tensed up and said: "I won't let you down!"
Zhang Sanqian used everything he had to help Long Fei. He did not hesitate to start a war with the mighty Luo Wanhong to protect Long Fei, and he did not hesitate to use the position of sect master to protect Long Fei.
Long Fei recorded all of these in his heart.
He was a person who would repay the kindness that he had given Zhang Sanqian, drop by drop, drop by drop.
Competition for hegemony!
… ….
Ten days later.
In the center of Devil Island was the Devil Hills of the Demon Mountain Range.
It was like an ancient temple.
Behind him was a huge temple, the surroundings of the temple were carvings of all sorts of demons, this was the center of Devil Island, also the place where the ten sects exchange was located.
Usually, only a few people would clean and maintain the place, but it was different today. There was a sea of people here and all the new people from ten sects were gathered.
"Is this the Devil Hills?"
"What a sight."
"Are we going to stay here for three days?"
Long Fei and the group walked into the central plaza of Devil Hills, where the Ming god's general was having a martial arts exchange.
Bawang Hua said in a low voice: "If only I could go on stage."
Being able to enter the arena was her dream. She thought that he would be able to enter the arena this year, but right now, she was only a substitute.
Out of the ten primary disciples, each one was much stronger than her. She simply didn't have the chance to ascend the stage.
At this time.
The corner of Jin Chan's mouth curled up slightly. He glanced at Bawang Hua's chest and said: "Accompany me to sleep tonight, I'll let you go on stage tomorrow."
Bawang Hua's gaze tensed up.
Long Fei laughed blandly, "Sect Master, why don't I sleep with you tonight?"
Jin Chan looked at Long Fei coldly, and said: "Humph, if it wasn't for Zhang Sanqian protecting you, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to speak to me, understand?"
Long Fei said: "Understood, if it wasn't for Gold Robe Master, you also wouldn't have the qualifications to stand here. Lord Sect Master, do you understand?"
"Do you want to die?"
Jin Chan's eyes were filled with killing intent. From the moment he first saw Long Fei, he was already in a bad mood.
Long Fei said: "Do you want to take action? If you don't want to lose face in front of Nine Major Sects, I don't care, I am just a nominal disciple anyway. "
The two accompanying elders walked over and said, "Sect Master, please calm down. There are a lot of people watching."
"Humph!"
"Long Fei, I'm not Luo Wanhong, and I'm not Zhang Sanqian either. If you piss me off, you'll be even more pained." Jin Chan said coldly.
It was extremely cold and arrogant.
After which, he walked out with large strides.
An elder stopped and said to Long Fei: "Long Fei, if you don't want to die here, you should be more honest. He is different from the others, he is a direct disciple of the Gold Robe Master, and is comparable to those other ten disciples s. He did not finish his sentence and lowered his voice: "In short, do not provoke him. This is the ten sects exchange, and everything is in the honor of the god rare sect. Zhang Sanqian also doesn't want you to lose face for the god rare sect, right?"
After which, the elder also gave chase.
At this time, Lv Shuangquan ran over, panting.
Long Fei was slightly shocked.
Bawang Hua asked: "Why are you here?"
Lv Shuangquan was not a substitute disciple, he did not have the qualifications to participate in the Exchange.
Lv Shuangquan panted: "I've spent all of my savings, I can't possibly let you guys come, so I won't come, right? And look at the people here, other than the people from the ten sects, there are also people from many other forces, many of them rich people who spent money to come watch this performance. "
Long Fei's gaze swept across them. It was true.
The ten sects exchange was the most important matter for the Devil Island and it was also because of this that it was able to affect the influence of the ten sects.
Bawang Hua said: "Spending so much money to watch this exchange, is it worth it?"
Lv Shuangquan said arrogantly: "I saved up all these three years just for today, and you think I'm really here to watch the show? I'm here to help you gather information. "
Information is important.
No matter which world it was in, if you could know your enemy, then you would be able to strike a fatal blow!
wang tai, who had been silent all this time, lightly said: "Xuan Yang sect's people have come."
Three people.
There were three people with extraordinary auras.
A faint golden light flickered beneath his feet. Invisible, there was a type of extraordinary power that gave others an inexplicable feeling of pressure. His cultivation was high.
"You are Long Fei?"
The leading man walked to the front of Long Fei and stared at him.
Long Fei nodded, and said: "I am."
"Very good!"
"On the fighting stage tomorrow, I will trample you under my feet in front of Junior Sister Nie Lin."
"Remember!"
"My name is Chen Zhan!"