Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Damn it——!

The onlookers thought they had eaten enough melons today.

I didn’t expect to be able to continue eating.

I didn’t expect that this melon would become more and more outrageous.

Bai Yu could take the sneak attack from Haoyue Longjianquan without getting hurt. If he said this, few people would believe it.

After he came out, he even provoked him face to face. He also compared another Haoyue, Lin Haiya, and taunted him with trash talk.

Long Jianquan's face turned dark instantly.

Haoyue is the pinnacle of the younger generation in Daxia, and there are only nine of them.

Therefore, the title of Haoyue is not something you can just get...you need to accumulate merits to gain a reputation, or someone needs to directly nominate you.

Although Long Jianquan is now at the third level, his third level strength is far superior to that of the Black Dragon bloodline who has just entered the third level. He is the true peak of the third level... He has already half-stepped into the fourth level grandmaster realm!

It can even be said that he has reached a master level combat power.

Like Bai Yu, Haoyue warriors can fight across levels.

It’s not impossible to fight against level 3 at level 4.

In fact, Lin Haiya had done it before. When he left the Shenwu Division, he went around to challenge masters from all walks of life, specifically looking for famous masters from all over the world to fight... At that time, he had not yet won the title of Haoyue.

But Long Jianquan is a genuine holder of the title of Haoyue, and he is also a genuine extraordinary fourth-order grandmaster-level combat power. I am afraid that most grandmasters will not be his opponent.

Xing Yaoyao thought it was too exaggerated, so he hurriedly turned around and said, "You don't want to die!"

Baiyu has his own confidence.

You have the strength of a master, and I also have the strength of a master.

Hua Yuzhang is the best at defense. He can obtain the title of Defense Master at the third level. He can even defend against the sword of Lin Haiya, who is the best at offense.

At the moment, Long Jianquan is not at the fourth level, and there is no realm suppression. The level difference between the two sides is only about five levels. Why should he be afraid?

As long as it's not in a dungeon, the heroic spirit projection can be used casually.

Bai Yu doesn't mind showing more strength.

Just like a certain Yan Emperor who refuses to be named, he can fight against the Emperor when he is a great fighting master, but there is no reason why he can’t do it when it’s our turn.

As for where the power comes from, that's not important. What's important is that the power is used for oneself!

Long Jianquan didn't get angry, or in other words, he didn't have time to get angry yet.

His emotion was more of surprise. The palm just now was not fatal, but it was enough to make any second-level extraordinary spend a month in a wheelchair. If you are lucky, you can take care of yourself. If you are not lucky, you can only be killed by others. Take care of it.

He didn't make a killing move, but he didn't hold back either.

So Xing Yaoyuan scolded him for being shameless.

But the other party was unscathed, but how is this possible?

Long Jianquan narrowed his eyes, but the opponent's realm was still at the second level of extraordinary (he couldn't see the projection of the heroic spirit).

"It's interesting." Long Jianquan lowered his hand and said, "Since I can't kill you with one palm, let's try the second one."

With lightning speed.

Thunder roared.

Long Jianquan's name carries a sword, but he doesn't use a sword. He raises his hand and sends a palm across the air. The concentrated palm power turns into a half-foot-long hand made of thunder intertwined in the air and covers his face.

Bai Yu remained motionless as a mountain, using the power of the heroic spirit's projection to easily support the blow with his Xuanhuang Kung Fu.

A faint black-yellow stream of light splashed on the body surface, like thunder striking the cliff, leaving a scorched black mark, but that was all.

"Not bad!" Long Jianquan missed the first blow, followed by the second blow.

Bai Yu didn't intend to stay where he was and was beaten, so he disappeared from the spot with a flick of his toes.

Long Jianquan lost his direction before he could make a move, but the next moment his mental power captured Bai Yu who disappeared and reappeared like clouds of smoke.

He also recognized this special footwork and directly told the origin: "Yueyin step, 伱..."

Bai Yu swung his knife and chopped it down: "Behead your dog!"

When——!

The blade fell on Long Jianquan's shoulder, but was blocked by a layer of dragon scales that emerged. The blade in Bai Yu's hand bounced directly, and he was knocked back three steps by this force.

"Even if I stand still, you can't hurt me!" Long Jianquan once again approached and waved his palms, this time five palms in an instant.

The palm techniques from five angles were launched, thunder and light intertwined, and the air exploded with thunder and light.

Bai Yu grasped with five fingers and knocked down three palms with his bare hands. The remaining two palms fell on the lower abdomen and left shoulder respectively. The concussive air waves blew up or even torn the corners of the clothes, revealing the eight-pack abs.

But he was still undamaged.

The Xuanhuang Kung Fu is as strong as the physical body. Before the Kung Fu is broken, the defense is always full and the physical resistance is 100%!

Long Jianquan didn't expect that several consecutive fierce attacks would have no effect.

Is that a gong body?

But how can it be possible to train the body to this level if it is less than the third level?

After thinking about it, he defined it as a mystery.

"So what if you hold the secret? How many palms can you defend against?"

Long Jianquan absorbed wind and thunder in his palm. In order to fully control the power of his blood, he took a canoe to the depths of the ocean alone. He fought against the waves for three days and three nights in the storm, and struck no less than a thousand palms. Finally, after the calm, the sea calmed down. , completely surrendered to this body of dragon blood...he has neither endurance nor explosive power!

Bai Yu also realized the problem and planned to distance herself.

In close combat, you can only defend but cannot attack, which is obviously more disadvantageous.

I don’t know what the opponent’s bloodline is, and his defense is ridiculously thick.

Unless magical powers are used to break the deadlock.

However, Hua Yuzhang's magical power consumes a lot of energy and cannot be used continuously. If the opponent chooses to stop suddenly, it will be a waste of energy.

Defense power is not equal to offensive power.

What a pity. If the two heroic spirits were raised to the third level, I think they wouldn't feel the disadvantage of weak attack now.

Long Jianquan was not willing to give up this opportunity to get close, and sneered... He wanted to retreat, but it was too late!

His 'Dragon Winding Technique' is ready to go.

The moment he just stretched out his fingertip, he suddenly withdrew his middle finger. Because the movement was too abrupt, the entire arm was uncoordinated, like a snake escaping that sensed danger. It retracted its head, but its body was still rushing forward.

Then there were two clicks, and Long Jianquan's right arm was dislocated - this was a deliberate dislocation, and he used the dislocation to avoid the blockage between the two...

Iron fan.

A landscape painting is outlined on the fan. When it is opened, it looks like an open screen. In the screen are ink mountains and ink rivers.

Long Jianquan quickly restored his arm, and at the same time looked at the woman blocking him, and said calmly: "Mu Yaoxi, are you going to cause trouble for me?"

Half closing the iron fan, Mu Yaoxi said calmly: "It's my turn to ask you this question... Have you asked me if you want to take action against our president?"

Bai Yu realized that there was something going on between the two people, and it could be seen from their expressions that they had conflicts: "Do you know each other?"

"He is now the leader of the Qinglong Hall of the Shenwu Division." Mu Yaoxi said coldly: "The Qinglong Hall has never dealt with me and the White Tiger Hall, and they often cause trouble for me."

Long Jianquan laughed and said: "It's just that you don't have the ability to run the White Tiger Hall. Don't find so many excuses... But one thing comes to one. Did you just say president?"

"I'm also a member of the Qianchen Society. Did you know that?" Mu Yaoxi raised her cloud fan and pointed it at Long Jianquan: "You don't even know who the opponent you are provoking is?"

"Provocation?" Long Jianquan rolled up his sleeves and put his hands behind his back: "You are still not up to the standard for me to provoke... This young man is somewhat interesting, but his level is too low and his strength cannot be used; the same goes for you, Mu Yaoxi... Heroic Spirit What a waste of blood for you!"

Mu Yaoxi was also irritated by this bad mouth: "Then you want to give it a try!"

The colors of ink and wash soar to the sky.

Mu Yaoxi's understanding of the heroic spirit was half-open, and a dark screen appeared behind her, looking like a picture of the bright moon going out to sea.

At this time, Mu Yaoxi's combat power level soared to level 37.

Only then did Bai Yu realize that even in that martial arts test arena, she was far from giving her best.

Long Jianquan didn't take it seriously: "You are no match for me now...even if you add the kid next to you!"

Mu Yaoxi said coldly: "Arrogant! Who dares to say victory or defeat without fighting!"

"I don't mind bullying the smaller ones, but it wouldn't be much fun to win against you."

Long Jianquan said arrogantly: "But since you want to see it, let you see what a great master is!"

A dragon shadow wrapped with thunder appeared behind Long Jianquan, occupying one side, and its roar spread towards the front.

What it spits out is water and thunder.

The torrent of energy impacted Yunluo Fan.

The landscape screen behind Mu Yaoxi also began to shake, and the picture of the moon rising to the sea could hardly hold up.

Under the cover of Yunluo Fan, she took several steps back. Bai Yu held her shoulders, and the two of them managed to survive this round of mental pressure.

Other onlookers were either trembling or pale.

"What was that just now..."

"very scary……"

"I don't want to watch anymore. My pants are moving! I have to go back and change my pants!"

"Is it the embodiment of the Dragon Vein Seal?"

"Why is my dragon so small and cute, but his is so big?"

"No, that is no longer a pure dragon vein seal, but a qualitatively changed dragon vein seal." Xing Yaoyao said with a heavy face.

"Qualitative change?"

"Well, the Dragon Vein Seal is a clone of the Dragon Vein. It will grow as it swallows the breath of the Dragon Vein and our spiritual power. After reaching the third level, it will gradually reach the growth limit, usually one foot... And on this basis, if you want to let It can go one step further. It can only break through the shackles of the realm and let the spiritual power become an entity. But at this step, it is no longer spiritual power..." Xing Yaoyuan stared at the entrenched thunder dragon that was a full foot long.

"It's 'meaning'." Mu Yaoxi said.

"artistic conception?"

"The artistic conception causes the Dragon Vein Seal to change. No matter what kind of meaning is comprehended, it will further cause a qualitative change."

Mu Yaoxi lowered her Yunluo Fan, and the flow of the Heroic Spirit's Principle stabilized again, but now she was a little powerless.

"This 'meaning' is usually regarded as the most direct evidence of entering the realm of a master."

"so……"

"Long Jianquan has already stepped into the threshold of Grandmaster. It is only a matter of time before he becomes a Grandmaster."