Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Time passed silently.

In the blink of an eye, the fifty geniuses who entered the place where Zhenwu was baptized had already spent five days here.

Half of the time for them to accept the baptism of Zhenwu has passed!

Looking carefully, one can see that in the tiankeng at the foot of the huge image of Emperor Wushuang, a violently tumbling mysterious liquid is agitated, and the sound spreads like the roar of sea waves, occasionally mixed with painful muffled sounds.

Compared with before, these mysterious liquids have decreased by one-tenth. Correspondingly, the huge image of Emperor Wushuang has also become more illusory.

As for the fifty geniuses bathed in the baptism of true martial arts, each of them has been transformed.

They were surrounded by blazing light, as if there was a divine mansion revived inside their bodies, with the sound of martial arts trembling, the vision descended, oppressing all directions, forming a very spectacular scene.

Obviously, they have obtained the real martial arts physique.

Two more days have passed—

"what!!"

"Why did I absorb the energy of Zhenwu's baptism so slowly?"

"Damn it, damn it!"

A young man suddenly opened his eyes. Because of the severe pain, his expression was ferocious, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

He is a genius from Beizhou. Because of his luck, he was not expelled by the four brothers Xiao Ye and Qinglong, so he stayed on the plain battlefield, got the quota for the baptism of Zhenwu, and came to the place of baptism of Zhenwu to accept the baptism.

He can feel that the benefits he has obtained are very great.

But at the same time, he could feel that the transformation speed of his body was getting slower and slower, almost very weak.

Seeing that there were only the last three days left for Zhenwu's baptism, he was extremely anxious and his mentality completely collapsed.

"The speed at which I absorb the energy of Zhenwu's baptism is getting slower and slower!"

"Damn it, I originally thought that this time, no matter what, I could get one-third of the real martial arts physique. It seems that this is an extravagant hope."

"Made,

In the last three days, you have to work hard no matter what, and you must calm down and not be impatient. "

...

Like a chain reaction, accompanied by the unwilling words of this Beizhou youth, although they were blocked in the tiankeng and their voice was very weak, they were still heard by several geniuses around him.

These geniuses also lost their composure and their state of mind was destroyed. Among them were geniuses from Dongzhou.

They are also very unwilling.

They are obviously receiving the baptism of real martial arts, but seeing the absorption of the energy of the baptism of real martial arts is getting slower and slower, they are unable to use their strength to change all this, and they still have to suffer from severe pain. How aggrieved is this?

These geniuses who had lost their composure sat firmly in the deep pit, looked around quietly, and found that besides themselves, there were many people who were also impatient, and their mood immediately eased a lot.

But apart from them, there are still some geniuses in the tiankeng, who are as stable as Mount Tai at this time, as if an old monk has settled down, and the old god is there.

Among these geniuses, the most conspicuous are the four Qinglong brothers from Beizhou, Xu Teng from Beizhou, and Xiao Ye from Xizhou.

Because of the iron and blood invitation to fight, Xiao Ye's performance naturally attracted the most attention.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Xiao Ye's inheritance of Zhenwu's physique is only third-rate. This is the most common, even I can't match it!"

At this moment, a sneer sounded, and it was wrapped in the powerful power of the emperor's martial arts, which spread throughout the Tiankeng and woke up many people.

"The inheritance rate of Zhenwu physique? What is this?"

Following the sneer, the genius in the tiankeng suddenly discovered that it was Xu Fei, a young man in Chinese clothes from Dongzhou.

At this moment, Xu Fei looked at the rather weak beam of light rising into the sky from the top of Xiao Ye's celestial spirit cover, and the grinning expression on his face deliberately let the sound spread.

"I am from the Xu family, a big family in Dongzhou. There are too many seniors in our family who have received the baptism of Zhenwu. The understanding of Zhenwu baptism is naturally far superior to yours."

"When accepting the baptism of real martial arts, the energy of the baptism of real martial arts will escape from the warrior's heavenly spirit cover, forming a real martial arts beam of light. From the thickness of the beam of light, we can see how much the warrior has inherited the true martial arts physique..."

When he felt the suspicious eyes from all around, he deliberately explained.

"It turns out that it's not that the longer you accept the baptism of real martial arts, the more real martial arts physiques you get, and it also involves the inheritance of true martial arts physiques!"

"In other words, my inheritance of Zhenwu's physique is stronger than Xiao Ye's?"

"Hahaha, after the Zhenwu baptism is over, I will use my Zhenwu physique to bully this great genius and become famous all over the world."

"You know how to calculate, are you planning to step on Xiao Ye to take the position? But this method is not bad."

...

Hearing Xu Fei's explanation, everyone was suddenly stunned.

Especially the geniuses from Dongzhou gloated over his misfortune.

It was hard for them to accept that a genius from Xizhou, who was relatively backward in martial arts, had the ability to overwhelm them.

Coupled with Xiao Ye's terrifying strength, he is a veritable super genius, and the light on his body is too dazzling.

But the degree of inheritance of Zhenwu physique is not even as good as many of them, and they all have a great sense of pride.

On the contrary, the Qinglong four brothers from Beizhou had a first-class inheritance of Zhenwu physique, which was comparable to Xu Teng from the Xu family in Dongzhou, which surprised them.

Xu Fei's explanation completely changed the atmosphere in the tiankeng.

"I see!"

At this moment, the four Qinglong brothers in the tiankeng quietly opened their eyes, glanced at Xiao Ye's direction, and immediately sneered.

On the plain battlefield, Xiao Ye alone was able to match the three brothers among them teaming up, and even seriously injured Baihu, although they stopped fighting at that time.

But there is a lot of energy in his heart, after getting the baptism of true martial arts, he must defeat Xiao Ye.

And Xu Fei's explanation undoubtedly gave them great hope.

"It seems that Xiao Ye is no longer worthy of being the opponent of our four brothers. This baptism of true martial arts is enough to completely separate our four brothers from him." Qinglong said softly to himself with a cold expression, and then continued to accept the baptism with his eyes closed.

"Hey, it looks like Xiao Ye is going to die this time."

Seeing that in the tiankeng, many geniuses showed hostility towards Xiao Ye, Xu Fei smiled triumphantly.

In a blink of an eye, more than two days passed.

The time for the baptism given to these fifty geniuses by the Dongzhou powerhouse has come to an end, and there are only a few hours left.

"Ma De, there is only one hour left. I can't improve my martial arts physique any more. I don't want to suffer from this kind of torture anymore."

Finally, some people couldn't bear the severe pain and jumped up from the tiankeng.