Offspring of saints
An hour later, all the young warriors from the nine counties in Lingxi entered a dangerous mountain. Although it was only on the periphery of Tianmo Ridge, the howls of wild beasts could still be heard at any time.
One thousand five hundred and thirty-seven young warriors, like a handful of sand thrown into the sea, disappeared after a while.
"You are at the lowest level of the Xuanji Realm. You have to hunt forty second-level savage beasts to pass the first round of exams. Are you not in a hurry?" Zhang Ruochen stepped on the ground with his hands behind his back Luo Ye glanced at Zi Qian who was walking ahead.
Ziqian is tall and tall, holding the ancient sword in both hands, staring at the towering ancient trees all around, and said: "How tiring is it to hunt and kill forty wild beasts? Hunting and killing those young warriors from Sifang Commandery and robbing them Isn't the beast's eyes faster?"
Zhang Ruochen took a deep look at Ziqian, and said, "You have to know that this mountain covers a very large area, and all the warrior branches are located in all directions. It's not easy to find warriors from the Sifang Commandery?"
Zi Qian said: "I have my own way!"
Suddenly, Ziqian's ears moved slightly.
With a swish, she turned into a purple afterimage and flew out, passing through a distance of more than thirty feet.
"Wow—"
Her arm trembled, a flash of sword light flashed in her hand, and she stabbed to the ground suddenly.
On the ground, there was a scream of a wild beast.
A fountain of blood surged up from the ground.
Just when the blood was about to stain her arm, she turned her five fingers, moved her steps, and retracted the sword into the scabbard at the speed of flowing water.
The whole process happened between lightning and flint.
Unleashing the sword, stabbing the sword, and withdrawing the sword are done in one go, without any fancy, and without the slightest procrastination.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, stared at Ziqian, and thought to himself, she had cultivated her sword intent to the middle level of Jian Suixin, and it seemed that she was not far from the high level of Jian Suixin!
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen stepped on the ground with one foot, and through the sole of his foot, let his true energy penetrate into the ground. With a bang, the soil and rocks split open, and the body of a washbasin-sized iron-clad man-eating rat was shaken out of the ground.
Iron-clad man-eating rats, second-tier inferior savage beasts, are covered in scales and have three-inch-long teeth that are as sharp as blades. Because of its large appetite, it can eat a living person at a time, so it is called a man-eating rat.
Ordinary warriors in the early stages of the Black Realm, if they encounter iron-clad man-eating rats, they probably have not reacted before being attacked from the ground by the iron-clad man-eating rats, biting off their legs.
A martial artist, if both legs are bitten off, is basically a dead end, and it is impossible to escape.
Ziqian's sword just pierced the carotid artery of the armored man-eating rat, with extreme precision.
"Miss Zi has a great sense of hearing. The armored man-eating rat is more than 30 feet away underground, and it can't hide it from her ears." Zhang Ruochen really felt incredible, and he was secretly vigilant. Ziqian's background seemed unusual, definitely not a Loose warriors.
Without rigorous training, it is impossible for a martial artist at the lower end of the Black Realm to have such a strong sense of hearing.
"Everyone has their own secrets, it's nothing special. Your Highness Ninth Prince, you can even catch poisonous bee needles, so you must have secrets that are not known to everyone, right?" Ziqian asked tentatively without leaving a trace.
Naturally, Zhang Ruochen couldn't tell the secrets of the space domain, so he just smiled and nodded lightly.
"Shua!"
Zi Qian held the battle sword in her hand, and with a wave of her arm, she dug out the two eyeballs of the armored man-eating rat. She used a half-foot-long box to put the two eyeballs away.
One must know that a martial artist at the lower end of the Black Realm must hunt and kill forty second-level low-level beasts to pass the exam.
It is impossible for the warrior to take away all the corpses of forty wild beasts, so he can only dig out the eyes of the armored man-eating rats to prove that he hunted and killed the wild beasts.
Zi Qian dug out a small piece of walnut-sized spirit flesh from the armored man-eating mouse.
That piece of spiritual flesh was only one or two heavy, and the whole body was snow-white, crystal clear, without the slightest smell of blood, but instead exuded a faint fragrance.
Holding the spirit meat, she glanced at Zhang Ruochen and asked, "My cultivation has reached the minimum level of the Black Realm, and eating one or two more spirit meats won't help me improve my cultivation, so I'll leave it to you! "
After finishing speaking, she threw the flesh in her hand to Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen was not polite, caught the spirit and swallowed it directly.
Take the spirit and flesh, and it will be completely digested soon.
Zhang Ruochen felt that his spirit became very full, his whole body was full of strength, the meridians in his body were completely stretched, and even the speed of true energy flow was a little faster.
Zi Qian walked in front, and said as she walked, "A warrior who has just entered the early stage of the Black Realm can break through to the middle stage of the Black Realm by taking about three catties of spirit meat."
"You can become number one in the yellow list in the Yellow Realm, and your martial arts must be far superior to warriors in the same realm. If you want to break through the realm, you will consume more resources. You estimate that you will have to eat five catties of spiritual meat to break through to the Black Realm Middle term."
Zi Qian thought that Zhang Ruochen had just reached the early stage of the Black Realm, but she didn't know that Zhang Ruochen had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Black Realm.
Zhang Ruochen estimated that even with his current state, he would have to eat at least ten catties of spiritual flesh before he could break through to the middle stage of the Black Realm.
His martial body is stronger than Zi Qian imagined.
Suddenly, Ziqian stopped, squatted down slightly, stretched out two slender jade fingers, picked up a broken leaf, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it slightly, her face showed joy, and said: "It's a The aura of the martial artist from Sifang Commandery, he passed by here a quarter of an hour ago. This leaf was crushed by him."
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Have you learned the secret tracking technique?"
"I've learned a little bit," Zi Qian said.
Zhang Ruochen said again: "How do you know that it is the aura of warriors from Sifang Commandery?"
Zi Qian said: "Last night, when you were practicing in the martial field, I sneaked into the warriors of Sifang Commandery and recorded the auras of all 667 people from Sifang Commandery."
"Can you distinguish the auras of the six hundred and sixty-seven people? Even warriors in the extreme heaven realm don't have such ability." Zhang Ruochen said.
Zi Qian said: "You don't believe it?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "Unless you are a descendant of a saint, the blood of a saint flows in your body, and you have undergone rigorous training, it is possible to have such a strong sense of hearing and smell."
Ziqian said: "You really confirmed that one of my ancestors was once a saint. It's a pity that after the ancestor's death, the family quickly declined. Now, I am the only one left in the whole family."
Ziqian said half-truthfully.
"I see." Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly.
If Zi Qian is really a descendant of a saint, it is indeed possible to cultivate a special physique and possess some power beyond ordinary people, so it is not surprising.
Zi Qian and Zhang Ruochen speeded up and chased forward, trying to catch up with the warrior from Sifang Commandery.
Ziqian is at the lowest level of the Xuanji Realm, so her speed is naturally very fast, reaching thirty-six meters per second.
What she didn't expect was that Zhang Ruochen's speed was not much slower than hers, reaching about 34 meters per second, and he followed closely behind her.
"That's amazing. He's only at the beginning of the Black Realm, and his speed is so fast. If he reaches the lower limit of the Black Realm, he will definitely be faster than me." Zi Qian thought to herself.
The average speed of a martial artist at the lower limit of the Black Realm is about thirty-six meters per second. However, Ziqian was much faster than ordinary Black Realm fighters, but she was reserved in front of Zhang Ruochen, and did not use full speed.
Soon, they caught up with the young warrior.
That young warrior was fighting a second-tier inferior beast.
Zhang Ruochen stopped and looked into the distance, "Sure enough, he is a martial artist from the Sifang Commandery. His cultivation should have reached the late stage of the Black Realm, and he is definitely a strong man."
Zhang Ruochen had a certain image of that young warrior, he was one of the young masters among the warriors of Sifang Commandery.
Ziqian's five senses are indeed very powerful, far beyond ordinary people.
Zhang Ruochen can only compare with her if he uses the power of Wuhun to display the space domain.
The battle ended quickly. The young warrior from the Sifang Commandery cut off the neck of the second-level savage silver dragon lion with one knife, and gouged out the two eyeballs of the silver dragon lion.
That young martial artist from Sifang Commandery squeezed his two eyeballs, with a happy expression on his face, and said to himself: "I have collected two more eyes, and with this silver dragon and lion, I have already beheaded three of them." Second-tier low-level savage beast."
Suddenly, he seemed to be aware of it, and quickly put away the two wild animal eyeballs, raised the sword of the third-grade real weapon level, and said in a deep voice: "Who is it? Why don't you get out immediately?"
Zhang Ruochen came out.
The martial artist from Sifang Commandery saw Zhang Ruochen with a look of ecstasy on his face, and laughed loudly: "The Ninth Prince of Yunwu Commandery? Haha! That's great, I didn't expect my luck to be so good."
Zhang Ruochen said, "Why do you need to be so happy to see me?"
"Your Highness Ninth Prince, you don't know yet! Prince Huo Xing has already offered a price. As long as he kills you and holds your head, he can go to him in exchange for a fifth-order real weapon. You know now, your How valuable is a human head? Now you know why I'm so excited, don't you?" said the warrior from Sifang Commandery with a smile.
Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, and said, "Are you so confident that you can kill me?"
The warrior from Sifang County laughed even louder, and said: "You can defeat Shen Mengxi with one move, but I can kill Shen Mengxi with one move. You must know that I am a warrior in the late stage of Xuanji Realm."
Zhang Ruochen said: "In that case, let's fight!"
"You didn't run away? Since you are so confident, I'll let you know how big the gap is between the early stage of the Black Realm and the late stage of the Black Realm."
The warrior from the Sifang Commandery injected true energy into the sword in his hand, and immediately activated the five inscription patterns in the sword, and a layer of red fire-colored flames radiated from the body of the sword.
He swung the saber, and a wave of heat gushed out from the blade, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground.
"Chi Chi!"
Those fallen leaves burned automatically, like a rain of fire suspended in the void.
Flame leaves gathered together to form a fire dragon, rushing towards Zhang Ruochen.
One hand of Zhang Ruochen was behind his back, and the palm of the other hand condensed a lot of real energy, and he slapped it out, creating an invisible wave of air.
"The wild elephant returns to the field!"
Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, the third palm.
Affected by the palm force, the fallen leaves on the ground also flew up, swirling in the air. Hundreds of leaves gathered into the shape of a five-meter-tall elephant, rushing towards the opposite side.