Eternal Life: I'm Grinding Experience in the Patrol Division

"But I didn't expect that Zhao Jingzhuo had opened up the ninth martial vein, which is inconsistent with the results of my investigation." Yang Zhen was surprised by the strength of cultivation displayed by Zhao Jingzhuo.

"It should be that he has just broken through recently, and even his aura is not that stable." Song Changming deduced.

But no matter what, opening up all the martial veins is a real level of cultivation, enough to crush most of the small flag owners in terms of realm.

Even when Tang Leshan looked at Zhao Jingzhuo, his face showed a bit of solemnity, indicating that the opponent's strength was enough to threaten him.

After the battle, Zhao Jingzhuo jumped down and returned to his original place quietly, with an indifferent look and no words.

Such a low pressure also made some small flag owners who wanted to congratulate him shut up and stopped trying to get close to him.

After that, Xu Yuan also came on the stage.

It must be said that Xu Yuan's cultivation aptitude is indeed very high. He is not much older than Song Changming, but his Qi Refining Cultivation is higher than more than half of the small flag masters present.

Combined with his greatest reliance, the incandescent divine thunder, this duel was one-sided from the beginning.

In the end, it was not surprising that he advanced to the next round.

"Congratulations, Brother Xu." Yang Zhen said.

"No big deal." Xu Yuan waved his hand nonchalantly, but the smile on his mouth could not be concealed.

"Brother Xu, your personality has changed a lot in these years." Song Changming suddenly said.

"Really? Where has it changed?" Xu Yuan was stunned and asked.

"Even more shameless." Song Changming said bluntly.

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I still remember that when they first met, Xu Yuan gave him an even colder impression.

But after getting along for a long time, he realized that this was all appearance.

The duel ended round by round, and it didn't take long, and there was no real evenly matched competition.

The list of the first round of duels was probably drawn up after discussion by the military, not the result of random selection.

The intention is not difficult to guess. It is estimated that they want to eliminate a group of candidates who are not optimistic about and are weaker in the first round.

Then they will have a strong dialogue to select the strongest one.

Song Changming waited until the end before his name was called.

The opponent was none other than Liao Junmao, who had talked to them at the beginning.

In fact, only the two of them did not appear in the end, so it was not surprising.

"Brother Song, don't let me down. I'm waiting to meet you in the next round." Xu Yuan said.

"Yeah." Song Changming left the stone peak without saying anything, went to the air, and saw Liao Junmao flying towards him.

"Brother Song, I didn't expect that we would be a pair in the end." Liao Junmao smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"It's a coincidence." Song Changming nodded.

"The strength of the first round of opponents arranged by the military is very obvious. I don't know who is stronger and who is weaker in our last group." Liao Junmao's smile is a bit chilling.

He is smiling on his face, but there is no smile in his eyes. It is more of a cold indifference.

"Maybe you have heard that I have some special little habits on the battlefield. To put it bluntly, I am a little bloodthirsty, but I think there is nothing wrong. It is normal for soldiers to have blood."

Song Changming listened to it in silence, not knowing what the other party was going to say.

"Brother Song, if the fight is fierce later and we accidentally hurt each other, I hope you can understand and don't blame each other for it, okay?" Liao Junmao slowly pulled out his long sword and said bit by bit.

There was a bit of horror in his words.

"No problem." Song Changming was calm and agreed.

"Hey, don't mess around." The official heard the words, looked at Liao Junmao, frowned and warned.

"Don't worry, I'm very sensible. At most, I'll see some blood, but I won't hurt anyone." Liao Junmao said, and a wild sword intent ignited around his body, attracting the attention of other small flag owners.

"Liao Junmao, this butcher's swordsmanship is amazing, the kid on the opposite side is in trouble"

"It's hard to say, the other party just blocked Tang Leshan! And this person is Song Changming, do you remember what happened back then?"

"Come on, rumors are just rumors after all. Judging from the battle back then, the death of the Zhao clan elder is true, but it's hard to say whether it was this person who killed him. Maybe he was just a character who was pulled out to take the blame for the game between the upper and lower levels"

"Yes, it's really bold to say that he killed the family elder who was in the innate perfection realm!"

"Just wait and see, whether it's just a false reputation, we will know today."

The appearance of the name Song Changming outside the field triggered a wave of discussion.

In the field, the game has already begun.

"Brother Song, please!" Liao Junmao spoke first.

"Please." Song Changming nodded.

As soon as the words fell, Liao Junmao moved instantly, his body turned in the air, and the long sword dragged a majestic sword energy in the air, drawing an arc together.

The sword chopped down with force, like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head.

Song Changming stood there, unmoved.

As a fellow swordsman, he also saw that Liao Junmao's strong and fierce sword skills were indeed superb. Among their group of small flag owners, he was enough to rank in the top three in terms of sword skills.

It can be seen that the opponent's talent lies in this sword.

After a round of duel, this person's strength is qualified to become the winner and enter the next round of competition.

But unfortunately, he met Song Changming as his opponent in the first round.

Seeing the long sword approaching, Song Changming also drew out his Changshou sword.

Clang!

The sword in Liao Junmao's hand was forced out of his hand and flew directly, hitting the light curtain above, and waves of energy appeared.

Bleeding was coming out of Liao Junmao's palm, and his arm and half of his body were numb.

"Is this true?!"

He stared at Song Changming in front of him in disbelief, and was absent-minded for a moment.

When he came to his senses, Song Changming's long sword had already been placed on his shoulder, only an inch or two away from his neck.

The blazing sword energy burned his skin, causing waves of stinging pain.

No one expected that this duel would end as soon as it began.

From beginning to end, Liao Junmao only made one move, and then not only did he lose the weapon in his hand, but he also directly decided the winner.

Even the official was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly judged the result.

"In this round, Song Changming wins the 41st Army!"

"Thank you." Song Changming retracted his long sword, and the scorching sword energy on it also dissipated.

"It seems that the rumors are true"

Outside the field, the other small flag owners standing on the stone peak had only this thought in their minds.

Being able to defeat Liao Junmao in an instant, it was obvious that his strength was far superior to Liao Junmao's.

Therefore, they had to admit that Song Changming was absolutely strong.

Even just now, there was a sense of dimensionality reduction.

After this knife, no one dared to underestimate Song Changming.

"As expected of the Song Banner Master, seeing is believing, I am convinced of my defeat." Liao Junmao touched the blood spilled from his shoulder and neck and said in a deep voice.

If Song Changming had not just stopped, I am afraid that he would have been beheaded.

It can only be said that this was not a life-and-death fight, but just a duel within the military, which allowed him to survive.

Song Changming did not say much and retreated directly.

At this point, the first round of competition ended, half of the people were eliminated, and the rest would compete again.

"Changming, it's our turn next! Today I must let you see my divine thunder."

Facing Song Changming who had passed the test with great strength, Xu Yuan was not afraid, but even more eager to try, looking forward to a match with Song Changming.

"If we really meet, I will give you more opportunities to use your divine thunder." Song Changming said casually.

Xu Yuan was dissatisfied and was about to refute, but the official directly called his name.

"Second round, first battle, Xu Yuan of the fifth army, against Tang Leshan of the first army."

Xu Yuan was silent after hearing this.

"Now you have to win this round before you can fight me." Song Changming said slowly.

"Wait." Xu Yuan curled his lips and took off.

On the other side, Tang Leshan was already waiting for him in the air.

"Please."

The two did not have much interaction, so there was not much gossip, and they went straight to the battle.

The sky was first penetrated by a dazzling sword light, and then covered by a vast amount of pure white lightning.

The movement was so loud that it covered all the sounds around.

"Brother Xu's divine thunder is really terrible. Even if he has nine martial veins, he will find it difficult to resist this thunder." Yang Zhen said in surprise.

"Well, it is indeed much stronger than before." Song Changming had to admit that the thunder power in the other party's body was indeed qualified to fight against enemies of higher levels.

The golden thunder he obtained could not be compared with it.

At the edge of the valley, the master of Fu Dao, who was sitting on the ground and had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment and looked at the thunder in the sky.

"To be able to obtain such a rare thunder seed, that kid is a man of great luck."

The accompanying officials looked at each other in surprise.

This chief Fu Dao master invited from the palace has always been arrogant. I don't remember ever praising people like this.

"Old Qian, although there are few people with strange fire and thunder in the world, they are not absent. Whether they can finally reach the realm of the Grandmaster depends on their personal cultivation aptitude," an official said boldly.

In his opinion, cultivation aptitude is more important. Although these people with special abilities are born with special abilities, to put it bluntly, they only have more combat methods, which are icing on the cake.

If we talk about people with great luck, they must be those who can truly cultivate to the realm of the Grandmaster.

"What do you know?" Old Qian said with a serious expression.

"These natural superpowers are also divided into three, six, nine, high and low. The strange thunder in this kid is a kind of high-level superpower. As long as it is properly developed, let alone the Grandmaster, even this small Cuibai Dao will not be able to accommodate this person in the future!"

The official did not expect that this master of Fu Dao gave Xu Yuan such a high evaluation, and actually put his potential above the martial arts master!

For a time, the official did not dare to refute it anymore, for fear of making the old man unhappy.

Of course, he still had some doubts in his heart.

In the field, after a fierce fight, the two fought for more than a hundred rounds, and Xu Yuan was finally defeated, and Tang Leshan won, as if confirming that what he thought in his heart was right.

The level of cultivation ultimately determines everything!

The official looked at the old man sitting on the ground intentionally or unintentionally.

The old man had closed his eyes again, and seemed to not care about the victory or defeat in the field, and had no interest in arguing or arguing with him.

In the field, Xu Yuan had several serious sword wounds on his body, and he was bleeding continuously, and he looked seriously injured.

However, this time, the official who acted as the referee did not blame Tang Leshan.

Because this battle was not one-sided, the intensity of the battle exceeded any previous duel.

Whether it was Tang Leshan or Xu Yuan, if they wanted to decide the winner in this battle, it was highly likely that they would be injured.

As long as it was not serious enough to hurt the root, the official would not intervene.

On the other side, Tang Leshan had broken armor on his body, and his exposed skin also had traces of being burned by lightning.

He was also panting at this moment. Although his injuries were not serious, his consumption should be considerable.

Xu Yuan looked at Tang Leshan deeply, and then left the stage silently without saying a word.

"I lost, but I will definitely get my place back next time!" Xu Yuan fell back on the stone peak and gritted his teeth.

"Of course it should be so." Song Changming nodded, and seeing that Xu Yuan was not frustrated, he did not say too much.

In the second battle of the second round, Zhao Jingzhuo, who also had the nine martial veins, won.

Afterwards.

"Song Changming of the 41st Army, against Yu Ruizhi of the 3rd Army."

Yu Ruizhi squatted on the stone peak. When he heard his name, he stretched out his arms and stood up. His slightly yellow eyes swept across the crowd and fell on Song Changming's body. They were condensed and glowed faintly, which seemed a little dazzling in the dim environment of Heiyao.

He jumped high, without using his Qi, and easily jumped into the air, his arms naturally hanging down, almost to his knees, without holding a weapon in his hands.

His fighting style did not require any extra sharp weapons.

Song Changming came to the field and looked at this man at close range.

"Your physique is very strong, do you also have the blood of the demon race?" Yu Ruizhi suddenly asked.

"No." Song Changming denied.

His strong physique is related to the demon race, but not to the blood of the demon race.

He became stronger by refining demon blood with witchcraft.

"Well." Yu Ruizhi heard that it was not, and he had no intention of asking further.

"Please."

"Please."

As soon as the voice fell, Yu Ruizhi immediately moved, stepping out layers of sonic booms under his feet, and rushed straight towards Song Changming.

The distance between the two people was shortened in an instant, shrinking to nothing.

Yu Ruizhi's five fingers were bent, and a group of violent Qi gathered in his broad palm, whistling towards him.

If this palm hits the head, the consequences will be terrible.

The last flag owner who fought against this ape god had a deep understanding of this.

Song Changming would not passively take the beating, and blocked the opponent's palm with his left arm.

The strong aura was madly disturbed, trying to devour the person in front of him.

However, this seemingly powerful aura and palm power were like a strong wind blowing in front of Song Changming. Except for the hair shaking constantly, it was almost unaffected.

Song Changming thought about it and put the knife in his right hand back.

It was really inconvenient for him to use the knife when the opponent was unarmed, for fear that he would accidentally break the opponent's arms and legs.

If so, the military officials would definitely not sit idly by. After all, the severity of broken hands and feet is completely different from ordinary fighting injuries. It is an act of damaging the foundation of others.

Even if it is unintentional, it is quite bad.

After putting away the knife, Song Changming clenched his right fist and suddenly hit back.

At the same time, Yu Ruizhi also kicked out very quickly, and kicked Song Changming's right fist.

The next moment, Yu Ruizhi's whole body was shaken, and Song Changming's fist continued to swing down.

Yu Ruizhi was hit by the force, and the whole person flew out, breaking three stone peaks in succession, and smashed into the rocky ground of the valley below.