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Logging 10000 Years into the Future chapter 185

Logging 10000 Years into the Future 185

Posted by Noble nible , Released on August 10, 2022

185. The same level 6, if I use a gun, I will bully you 2

The appearance of the figure condensed again is basically similar to the previous boy, but a little older.

Of course, this is relatively large, and it is still much smaller than Lu Sheng.

If the boy before was thirteen or fourteen, then now he is fourteen or fifteen.

As soon as the young figure appeared, he took the initiative to attack Lu Sheng.

The fist is fierce, with an indomitable momentum.

"Bam—"

The boy's punch hit a heavy palm, and there was no turbulence.

Lu Sheng's face was calm, his five fingers contracted, and he grabbed the boy's fist and pulled it back gently.

The young man staggered and slammed into his arms.

Lu Sheng raised his elbow lightly…

"boom!"

The boy's chest exploded, and his eyes slowly fell down.

Lu Sheng pushed aside the boy's "corpse" at will. In the process of dissipating the "corpse", he felt that his spirit-power was being extracted.

More than before, this time.

"Almost got it."

"I have considered before that the Wushengta trial may be related to mental power and will.

But what I have never figured out is that if I want to provide so many people with spiritual trials for many years, even if it is the will of the Martial Saint, it should have been exhausted long ago.

Why can Wu Sheng Pagoda be maintained? "

"It turned out to be a 'fee'. This 'fee' is the spiritual power of those who enter the tower.

Every time you pass a level, you must collect a corresponding amount of mental power, which is used to stimulate the brand in the will of the Martial Saint and generate opponents.

Maybe the mental power paid by the tower entry is more every time, otherwise the will of the Martial Saint contained in the Martial Saint Tower will not be so huge…"

Considering this, Lu Sheng understands a little why the annual enrollment of the Seventh Sacred Martial Arts University is inferior to that of the other six Sacred Martial Arts University.

Because the Wusheng Pagodas of the other six Shengwu University were built longer than the seventh Shengwuda, the Wusheng will snowballs in the towers rolled bigger and stronger, and the effect of entering the Wusheng Pagoda would be better.

Although Tan Zhongyu is the founder of the Seventh Sacred Martial Arts University, he is also the only existing martial arts saint in the Seven Sacred Martial Arts University.

In theory, it is in charge of all the affairs of the seven sacred martial arts universities at the same time.

No matter which university in the Seven Saints Dali breaks the record of Wushengta, there is a chance to obtain his summons and inheritance.

"With the same opportunity, it is understandable to choose an environment with better cultivation conditions… Tan Zhongyu, as the founder of the Seventh Sacred Martial Arts University, will even give more resources to the other six Sacred Martial Arts University in order to show his mind. Not impossible."

Just like when children from other families came to be guests at home when they were young, parents usually give priority to delicious and fun food to their guests.

"If my analysis of the Wusheng Tower is correct, is the source of the dream space also the same principle…"

Lu Sheng stretched out his hand at will, grabbed the head of the boy who had condensed for the third time, and squeezed it, feeling the pleasure of squeezing the martial arts powerhouse with his own hands.

"The dream space may also be generated according to the will of one or many martial arts experts.

Although the dream space is far superior to the Martial Sacred Pagoda, there are also too many martial arts experts in the next 10,000 years.

The ninth-level martial arts saints are as many as stars, and there are even tenth-level and eleventh-level powerhouses.

The wills of these people are all integrated, how powerful should they be? It is not impossible to directly build a spiritual world!

The fire plan should not only include the martial arts data of 10,000 years of martial arts and the like…"

The more Lu Sheng thought about it, the more he felt that there was a possibility.

Before he knew it, he killed the teenagers condensed in the space several times.

Every time, mental power is extracted, but this mental power is only a drop in the bucket for him who is close to the sixth level of mental power and has two kinds of master will.

It's just that the only thing that Lu Sheng doesn't have in common is…

"How did the dream space choose me? Why did it choose me?…"

With the continuous enhancement of strength, Lu Sheng finally began to try to think about the origin of the dream space.

But like many things in the world, the more Lu Sheng understands, the more confusion he has in his heart.

He seems to be standing in a circle. As his strength becomes stronger, the circle becomes larger, and the unknowns outside the circle that he can come into contact with gradually increase.

"never mind…"

"boom!"

Lu Sheng lightly punched and smashed the boy who had grown up to be about the same age as him. He shook his head and said, "These problems are too far away for me now, let's take every step in front of me first. ."

Lu Sheng took a deep breath, put the complicated thoughts in his mind temporarily, and focused his attention on the trial in front of him.

"The trial with the Martial Saint as a template, I feel the thrill of competing with the Martial Arts Saint in different periods, I am a little excited…"

Lu Sheng's eyes brightened slightly, looking at the human figure that had condensed many times in front of him, the fighting spirit in his chest was ignited little by little.

He has fought a lot of masters in the dream space, but they are only masters after all.

It was the first time for a ninth-level Martial Saint.

And it was perfectly re-engraved, a ninth-level Martial Saint with all the strengths of different periods.

"Feel how big the gap was between Wu Sheng and me when he was young."

The people gathered in this space are almost the same age as Lu Sheng.

With a slender stature and ordinary facial features, the young man with a pair of bright eyes rushed towards Lu Sheng, like an arrow from the string.

Lu Sheng stood still, twisted his head slightly, and the fist wind whistled past his cheeks.

His face was calm, and all kinds of information about Tan Zhongyu slipped through his mind.

"Martial Sage Tan Zhongyu, has a family education, and his father was a sixth-level martial artist.

Practice martial arts at the age of ten, become famous as a teenager, become a fourth grade at the age of seventeen, and become famous in a province…"

Lu Sheng's figure kept changing, the young man kept punching him, but he couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes.

Suddenly, Lu Sheng stopped.

His right hand lightly grabbed the boy's fist, met the other's startled eyes, and said to himself, "Level 4 is approaching level 5, so now I'm playing Tan Zhongyu, who is about seventeen or eighteen years old…"

Lu Sheng slapped the palm of his hand, the boy's chest collapsed, and the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Reappearing, has grown a few years older.

His eyes were bright, and his face was all green.

This figure just condensed, and Lu Sheng's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, reaching out and pinching his neck.

"The fifth grade is less than the sixth grade. It looks like Tan Zhongyu, who is in his twenties, is already in college…"

Lu Sheng twisted the neck of "Tan Zhongyu" easily.

Tan Zhongyu, who appeared next, held a long knife in his hand, showing his sharp-edged temperament.

"This is the beginning of knife practice…"

Lu Sheng swayed, commenting and punching.

The fist wind whistled, tore the air, and shattered the man and the knife one by one.

"This is Dao of the Blade Xiaocheng.."

"This is another breakthrough…"

Next, Lu Sheng killed Tan Zhongyu at different times.

Every one of Tan Zhongyu has held up a move in his hands.

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It was almost instantly killed as soon as it came out.

until….

A young man in his thirties appeared in front of Lu Sheng.

The young man's face is calm, his breath is calm, he is holding a pair of knives, and his eyes are as warm as jade, giving people a feeling that the edge is gone, and the lead is washed away.

When Lu Sheng saw the young man, his eyes lit up.

"Thirty-two-year-old Tan Zhongyu, a sixth-level peak, accomplished in the way of the sword. He is known as the first person under the master of his generation!"

"Good good…"

As Lu Sheng spoke, he slowly moved his hands and fingers.

"It is said that the martial artist Tan Zhongyu is a late bloomer, and he did not show the image of a saint until he soon stepped into the master realm.

Let me take a good look, what kind of strength is the first person under the so-called master, the image of the saint…"

Lu Sheng's whole body burst into a dazzling golden light, and a terrifying momentum like a tsunami erupted from him, and the whole person was like a rapidly rising sun.

Even the young Tan Zhongyu had some moving expressions in his eyes.

In the golden light like a tide, Lu Sheng came from the sky.

Looking at the young man Tan Zhongyu in front of him, he smiled.

"The same level 6, if I use a gun, I'll be bullying you. I'll tear you apart with my bare hands…"

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"It's been… it's been."

Looking at the huge display screen, behind the name belonging to Miao Renxiong, the number of twenty-one layers quietly changed to twenty-two.

The expressions of the students of the Seventh Holy Martial University all changed.

There are shocks, but more still ugly.

Miao Renxiong's score was very close to the record of the seventh holy martial arts student's best martial arts tower ever.

If Miao Renxiong passed one more floor, he would reach the twenty-third floor.

Completely equalized the historical record of their Seventh Sacred Martial Arts University.

Then this time guarding the tower, it is not just a simple matter of losing the privilege of Wusheng Tower for a year, they are as simple as losing face.

Before the record is refreshed, Miao Renxiong's name will always hang high on the historical record list of the Martial Saint Pagoda, so that their entire Seventh Saint Martial University can't lift their heads.

And these old students will also become the "sinners" of the Seventh Sacred Martial Arts University!

What a shame!

Disappointing!

Yet….

Powerless.

"Yi Xuan…"

All the old students around Chen Yixuan were a little anxious.

"Don't worry, Miao Renxiong is not that strong yet.

The 22nd floor is the Dao threshold, the sixth-level peak, and Tan Wusheng, who was in the Xiaocheng period of the Dao of the Blade, cannot be defeated by anyone.

He Miao Renxiong, no. "

Although Chen Yixuan said that, his face was still solemn.

He was only speculating on the basis of his own strength, and he had never played against Miao Renxiong, so he could not judge the upper limit of Miao Renxiong's strength at all.

just in case…

What if Miao Renxiong was really lucky?

Although Tan Zhongyu is a martial sage, but a representative of late bloomers, his strength in youth is not extremely prominent.

The pace of development of martial arts keeps on growing, and there are still some amazing and talented Tianjiao who can be stronger than Tan Zhongyu at the same stage.

The seventh Sacred Martial ancestor who once set the record of the Martial Saint Pagoda is the best proof.

If Miao Renxiong also existed like this…

Chen Yixuan didn't dare to think further.

At this moment, suddenly there were bursts of surprised whispers in his ears.

"The speed of this Lu Sheng's breakthrough is so fast, he has already reached a dozen layers…"

Chen Yixuan's expression changed, and he looked at the bottom of the big screen again.