I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

Zhang Yi's right fingertips shimmered, using his fingers as a sword, a ray of sword energy and true essence mixed with 20% of the sword intent broke out of his body.

He didn't display any advanced martial arts, what he had was just pure mid-stage true energy and 20% sword intent.

This ray of sword energy is only a finger long, and when it is slashed through the air, it exudes a sense of sharpness, giving people the illusion that even the void is cut.

As soon as this sword energy came out, both Zheng Jian and Fang Lin's expressions changed suddenly.

Zhang Yi didn't hide the slightest of his actions, but showed his strength straightforwardly.

And both of them are land fighters, so they naturally clearly felt the power contained in this sword finger.

Zheng Jian looked dignified, took a step forward, and clenched his five fingers into a fist.

"Zi."

Zheng Jian circulated the kung fu, and the true energy surged and gathered in his right hand.

On his fist, flames suddenly rose, and then the flames rose sharply, forming a fist mark of flames.

The air in the hall also seemed to be scorched at this moment.

In the broken wind sound of fist wind.

The sharp sword energy collided with the flame fist.

The two stalemate for a few breaths of time, and then exploded violently.

A shock wave formed and spread around the hall.

Zheng Jian's hair flew backwards, and the seat behind him was completely damaged.

On the other side, when the shock wave approached Zhang Yi's body, it disappeared quietly without causing any waves.

"In the middle stage of the realm, 20% sword intent."

On the side, Fang Lin said word by word, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yi, his face could not conceal the shock.

And Zheng Jian also fell silent.

With such cultivation, he is already in the same position as his father Zheng Yuan.

"Your Excellency, we were too reckless before, so please don't worry about it."

Zheng Jian took a deep breath, cupped his fists and bowed.

Look, as long as you are strong enough, others will be wrong.

"It's all small things."

Zhang Yi said with a smile, "How, my proposal just now?"

Zheng Jian's face froze, and he hesitated, "The quota of our Blood Spirit Pool has never been used by outsiders..."

While Zheng Jian was hesitating, Fang Lin who was silent at the side suddenly spoke, interrupting Zheng Jian's words.

"Okay, since your Excellency is willing to help, of course we agree."

Zheng Jian was stunned and looked at Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's face remained unchanged, and he also looked at Zheng Jian calmly, and the two looked at each other.

"Your Excellency is right. Uncle Zheng's injury is indeed quite strange. You and I already have the answer in our hearts, don't we?"

"Uncle Zheng's injury is undoubtedly the greatest benefit of the Great Yanzong. At that time, they can occupy all the places in the Blood Spirit Pool. Are we going to watch the Great Yanzong fulfill their wish?"

Hearing Fang Lin's words, Zheng Jian fell silent.

Yes, do you really want to let the other party get what they want?

Are you really willing?

Not reconciled, since this is the case, it is better to agree to the other party's conditions and let the Great Yanzong's plan come to nothing.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jian no longer hesitated, looked at Zhang Yi and clasped his fists, "The competition for the quota in half a month will be left to your Excellency."

Following Zheng Jian's words, the matter was settled.

Zhang Yi successfully obtained the quota to enter the Blood Spirit Pool.

And the king's capital can also defeat the Great Yanzong's conspiracy.

It can be said that everyone is happy.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi went to Zuixin Garden.

Since there is still half a month before the competition for the quota, Zhang Yi stayed here at Zheng Jian's suggestion.

After Zhang Yi left, only Zheng Jian and Fang Lin were left in the hall.

"Brother."

"You don't blame me for making my own claims."

In the hall, Fang Lin's flat voice suddenly sounded.

Zheng Jian looked at Fang Lin, saw his gloomy face, and sighed inwardly.

"You're just telling the truth, how can I blame you, but I'm too conformist and don't know how to be flexible."

The relationship between the two is good, and they are called brothers. How could he not know Fang Lin's plight.

Decades ago, a genius appeared in Beiling Kingdom, who swept away all warriors of his generation and reached the top of the realm at a speed like a comet.

Refreshed the list of the shortest training time for the Beiling Kingdom to break through the realm.

At that time, he had many halos and a bright future.

In that year, he was full of confidence and smug, and took the initiative to participate in the battle for the number of places in the royal capital and the Great Yanzong.

But that kick kicked the originally brilliant him into the dark Jedi.

From then on, the third elder of Dayan Sect became his demon.

From then on, although he practiced hard and comprehended martial arts crazily, his own cultivation level did not improve at all.

At the age of forty-three, he broke through to the early stage of the realm, and now fifty years have passed, and he is still in the early stage of the realm.

A comet that rose suddenly back then was like a comet, leaving only a short brilliance in the sky before disappearing without a trace and being forgotten.

Until now, Zheng Jian still has regrets in his heart every time he recalls this incident.

Considering that his second brother's talent is far superior to his, if it continues to develop normally, it may have already broken through to the middle stage of the realm, why is it still in the early stage of the realm.

Zheng Jian shook his head slightly.

Forget it, let's understand the grievances and grievances of fifty years ago now.

I only hope that his brother can get over his demons this time and make a fresh start.

Although it was too late, it would be the greatest blessing if we could get out of the predicament.

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The difficulty of cultivation is more difficult than ascending to the blue sky.

Sometimes one wrong step often leads to a situation beyond redemption.

There is never a shortage of Tianjiao in the world, but how many can make it to the end?

Very few.

In addition to the various challenges encountered in life.

There is also the dilemma of stagnant cultivation.

Some people are brave and diligent when they are young, and break through quickly.

After a few decades, he broke through to a very high level (such as a land level), but then the speed of practice slowed down.

And if you practice hard step by step, you will not be able to go any further when you lose your vigor in middle age.

Unless you get a chance, you will linger in that realm for the rest of your life.

Why are there so many arrogance in the world?

It is to maintain that vigor so that I can continue to improve my strength.

If one chooses to practice hard in closed doors and avoid external challenges, no matter how high one's talent is, the result will surely be wiped out by everyone.

And what about Zhang Yi?

As long as you practice, you can get practice points, and you can improve your cultivation without restraint.

There is no such trouble as being brave and diligent, or stagnant in cultivation.

This kind of data-like cultivation method.

Perhaps it is the biggest boost to Zhang Yi's system.

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