Fantasy: One point of effort, ten thousand times the critical hit!

Chapter 80: 70% of the boxing intention, far beyond expectations, the competition begins! (1/4, please subscribe!)

Soon, it was five days later.

During this period, the monsters in Changle Academy naturally went to inquire about the news.

But the more they inquired, the heavier their mood became.

Because the monsters in other academies were too strong.

The most powerful one on their side was Li Ji, who had 50% sword intent, which was already a very high level of true intent.

But it was said that the number one Xuandan in the Black and White Academy had 90%.

At this stage, he had developed the power of blood to the extreme!

His strength was outrageous.

In addition, other academies also had very high attainments!

60%, 70%, 80%, and so on.

There were even quite a few…

“How can this be compared?”

Everyone’s eyes were filled with deep worry. The confidence they had always had as a demon was gone at this moment. Even

Li Ji had nothing to say now.

He could only stand not far away and quietly polish his sword.

“bite!”

“You concentrate your mind and comprehend the sword stone deeply. Then you get a flash of inspiration and trigger a critical strike….”Three hundred times the harvest!”

The reminder sounded.

A huge amount of insights suddenly emerged in his mind.

Boom!

The body suddenly shook, and a terrifying pressure emerged and filled the room.

Luo Mu slowly opened his eyes.

The corners of his mouth raised.

During this period, his luck was really good. He actually had nearly three flashes of inspiration. Combined with the previous one, it directly led to the final improvement of his fist intention, far exceeding his expectations.

It actually reached…Seventy percent of the state!

Crack!

The fist stone in his hand lost its luster.

It turned into powder and slipped through his fingers.

The integrity of this state of mind stone was not as good as the previous knife state stone, so it dissipated much faster.

“What a pity.”

Luo Mu’s eyes showed regret.

He had originally wanted to rely on this artistic conception stone to improve his fist to perfection.

Now it seems that it is not possible.

He has to find another one, or find another way.

“I almost forgot.”

Luo Mu slapped his head.

Today is the Seven Palaces Competition.

And watching the battles by himself can also be rewarding!

Although there are not as many matches as in the previous Academy Ceremony, there are many outstanding people present, and there are many people with true meaning.

The quality of a match is far beyond that of the ceremony, and it will definitely help to improve the boxing spirit!

Thinking of this.

A smile appeared on Luo Mu’s face.

Originally, for him, this Seven Palaces Competition would probably be very boring, but now he finally has a fundamental interest.

Jumping off the bed,

Luo Mu looked at the bronze mirror and tidied himself up a little.

In the bronze mirror.

An eighteen-year-old boy with a handsome face, His eyes were sharp as knives. He was full of vigor and vitality, but he was also much more calm than his peers.

Especially his dark eyes, which were as deep as the night sky.

Huh~

Luo Mu turned around and went out with his knife.

On the empty plain, the disciples arrived one after another. The atmosphere seemed a bit dull. The blow they had suffered in the past few days was really too great.

Few people spoke.

Unlike them, the great elder was calm and composed, without a trace of worry on his face. He even held a cup of tea in his hand and took a sip from time to time.

This surprised many disciples.

At this time, isn’t the great elder worried?

He even has the mood……Drink tea…

Soon, everyone was there, including Luo Mu.

Seeing Luo Mu coming, the elder nodded slightly, then put down his teacup and said loudly:”Let’s go~”

The competition venue was located in the inner palace of the Black and White Academy.

This was an extremely huge square, divided into six areas, which could accommodate six groups of disciples to compete at the same time.

There were densely packed audience seats around it, which could accommodate…Nearly a million people! There were many inverted mountains above the square. Each one represented a top power! The Seven Palaces Competition was a once-in-a-century event, and it involved many interests, so it was almost packed. Every power sent a representative.

“The genius you value should also be on the field in this competition.” (To read the novel, go to Flylu Novel Network!)

A beautiful woman in palace dress slowly sat down on a hanging chair and spoke.

She is the mother of the ninth prince.

The emperor of the current dynasty took a concubine more than 20 years ago in order to win over the Longxia Wang family.

Her name is Concubine Xia.

“Yes.”

The Ninth Prince sat aside.

In the past few days, his mother had come to him many times, but in the end, because of his insistence, she gave up and agreed to give the title of Marquis to Luo Mu.

After all, the relationship between mother and son should not be too strained.

“I hope he can perform a little better in this competition, at least don’t lose in the first round, otherwise I will consider giving the title of marquis to someone else.”

Xia Fei took a sip of the tea beside her.

She didn’t have much expectation for the demon among the common people, because of some previous experiences.

Besides, the Seven Palaces Competition came too quickly, and the boy probably didn’t grow much.

How can he deal with the current situation?

You know, this is a competition that brings together all the top demons in the Seven Palaces, and each of them is a leader in the Xuandan realm.

Even the peak among bloodline warriors!

A common demon may shine in a place like Changle, but here, it is destined to be dim and become a stepping stone for bloodline warriors.

From then on, sink into the abyss and never recover.

She hoped that the genius could perform worse, so that her son could also face the reality.

Thinking of this[]

Xia Fei’s mood suddenly improved. She even leaned back slightly, with a smile on her beautiful face.

“Don’t worry, mother, he will make it to the end.”

The Ninth Prince sat upright.

The breeze blew his long eyelashes. His watery eyes were full of expectation.

Hearing this, Concubine Xia shook her head.

Make it to the end?

It’s a foolish dream.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Streams of light flew over and landed on the rest of the inverted mountains.

The bigwigs in the imperial capital also began to officially appear.

“Look, that’s the eldest prince!”

“The second prince!”

“The Third Prince! (Money?)”

“…”

Exclamations continued to ring out from the audience seats all around. After all, this was a true royal family, and one of them would even become the future emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty! Although the current emperor had many sons and daughters, there were only six, no, seven, who were capable of becoming the heir. With the addition of Changle Academy, the Ninth Prince now had a chance to become the heir, but the chance was very slim.

Because Changle Academy did not seem to have any outstanding talents, whether in terms of top-level combat power or younger generations.

Below.

The disciples of the seven major academies, led by their respective elders, gradually came to the center of the square.

“This scene.”

Huang Yuntian crossed his arms and marveled.

It was much more spectacular than his own ceremony.

There were estimated to be nearly one million people in the audience seats.

It was really a shocking number. The most important thing was that the strength of these audiences was enough to be called masters if any one of them was placed outside!