Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 108 The Power of Jiuding

Hearing this, Qian Yilan almost choked with anger, staring at Luo Feng fiercely.

What is in this guy's mind.

Qian Yilan, don't explain.

On the small hill, after being silent for a while, Luo Feng couldn't help but ask again, "Then-Classmate Qian Yilan, which level do you belong to?"

Luo Feng wanted to get a general feel of which level of martial artist his strength is equivalent to.

Qian Yilan wiped a trace of pride in her eyes, "Mingjin is the third-level post."

The general strength of the current martial artist, the younger generation under the age of 30, is the second grade of Ming Jin. Daming Jin's third grade can be said to be excellent. In the late stage of Mingjin's third stage, it is the best among the outstanding.

Qian Yilan is only 19 years old, and she is also a genius among her teachers.

There is only one elder brother in her mentor, twenty-five years old, in the middle of Ming Jin's fourth grade!

Luo Feng didn't know Qian Yilan's thoughts, but after observing Qian Yilan's demeanor, he could not help but shook his head. In Luo Feng's eyes, Qian Yilan's strength was simply not worth mentioning.

And Qian Yilan is the late third stage of Ming Jin.

With such a simple comparison, Luo Feng couldn't tell which level his strength was roughly equivalent to.

"Bright Jin and dark Jin, there is always a specific mark between the first to the ninth rank." Luo Feng couldn't help asking again.

Now that the chat box has been opened, Qian Yilan has completely satisfied the curiosity of this nerd.

"There are indeed, and, in some sect organizations, there are tools for testing the level of martial artists." Qian Yilan said in a deep voice, "The realm is divided by strength."

"Boom with a punch, with a punch strength of three hundred jin, then officially stepped into the threshold of a martial artist, which is the early stage of Mingjin First Grade."

"Fist strength is four hundred jin, which is the early stage of Mingjin Second Grade."

"This is superimposed. Until the fist strength is one thousand jin, it is the early stage of Mingjin's eighth rank. This level, in many sects, is an absolute first-class master, and it is very important.

"From the early stage of Mingjin eighth stage to the first stage of Mingjin ninth stage, it takes a full one thousand catties! That is to say, a person with two thousand catties can become the ninth level of Mingjin. However, among the martial artists, one Qianjin, there is a tripod."

"The first tripod is the eighth grade of Mingjin. The second tripod is the ninth grade of Mingjin."

"It takes the power of five tripods to turn from the 9th grade of Ming Jin to the first grade of Dark Jin!"

"The second rank of Anjin, the strength of the six tripods. The third rank of the seven tripods, the fourth rank and the eight tripods, and the fifth rank are the strength of the nine tripods!"

Qian Yilan's eyes were wiped with heat, even worship.

"With the power of Jiuding, he is the real master of martial arts in the world, his position is respected, he is extremely tyrannical, stomping his feet, and the entire martial arts world must tremble!"

Qian Yilan's eyes are full of longing and hope.

But she also knows that there is basically no hope of reaching the power of nine in this life.

In today's world, the power of Jiuding can be counted, but there are only a few people, all of them are Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world.

Even the power of Wuding, that is, the level of warriors at which Ming Jin turns to Dark Jin, is becoming less and less. In today's world, how many people can really calm down and practice martial arts?

Many people, with great strength, are lifelong goals.

"Jiuding, one punch is nine thousand catties." Luo Feng couldn't help but shocked his eyes. The force of nine thousand catties blasted, what a terrifying power. Luo Feng asked himself and couldn't do it.

According to Qian Yilan's classification standard of martial arts realm, Luo Feng was also uncertain about his position.

Luo Feng has been rolling in the army since he was young, and he received special training like steel. There is no warrior's tricks, only the murderous style of the army! His power does not have the so-called storage of Dantian, but spreads in every cell of his body.

The watershed between Ming Jin and Dark Jin is the power of the five tripods.

Luo Feng didn't practice any inner strength mental method, and there was no secret energy at all. However, he asked himself, his full punch is definitely more than the power of five tripods!

There is no clear positioning.

However, Luo Feng is certain that among the warriors, Ming Jin warriors cannot threaten him.

"Hey, nerd, what are you in a daze?" Qian Yilan interrupted Luo Feng's meditation and shook her hand.

Luo Feng smiled slightly, "I'm thinking, which state of warrior can my power reach."

"You?" Qian Yilan glanced at him, "Some people are born with supernatural powers, do not practice martial arts mentality, but they also have brute force. In my opinion, congratulations, you should have crossed the threshold of martial arts and can teach more than forty Classmate, you should have a strength of about three hundred catties."

Luo Feng was overjoyed, "In that case, I am also a Mingjin First Grade existence."

Mingjin is a product, but it is also described as "existence".

Humph, a nerd is a nerd.

Qian Yilan's mouth snapped.

"By the way, Classmate Qian Yilan, you just said that the power of Jiuding is only the fifth rank of dark power, then, what about it?"

"You, what's the use of asking these questions that have nothing to do with you?" Qian Yilan gave him an ill-fated look. "The strongest martial artist in the world today only claims to have the power of Jiuding! Beyond the power of Jiuding I have never heard of the martial artist. Many people even guess that the power of Jiuding is already the limit of human beings. An Jin should only be the fifth grade."

"The power of Jiuding, the limit of mankind?" Luo Feng narrowed his eyes lightly.

He did not agree with Qian Yilan's words.

Humans have no limits.

It depends on whether anyone can dig out a stronger body's explosive power.

Of course, as far as Luo Feng is concerned, he is still studying hard now. What kind of power will make him go to hell.

"Thank you Qian Yilan for your answer. Listening to Jun's words is better than reading ten years." Luo Feng sighed.

Qian Yilan said uncomfortably, "You will be studying for another ten years, and no teacher will tell you the strength of the martial artist."

"That's, Sage Sage." It doesn't cost much to flatter anyway, and I can learn more about the martial artist through this first school.

Especially for the internal force stored under the lower abdomen-uh, Dantian, Luo Feng is particularly interested. If there is a chance, I would also like to use inner power to feel the feeling.

If Qian Yilan knew Luo Feng's thoughts at this time, I would have to despise him for a few more minutes.

Get the inner strength mental method? No matter which martial artist sect, martial artist family, martial artist organization, inner strength mental method, they are never spread! Unless there is an expert who descends from the sky, holds a martial arts secret book in his hand, and says to Luo Feng, this classmate, I think you have a wonderful bones and a magnificent instrument. You must be a martial arts wizard---

"By the way, Qian Yilan, I have another question."

A figure appeared in Luo Feng's mind.

Luo Feng, the elder Xiupu who traded with the Black Fox Gang, also felt the breath of a warrior from him.

The realm of strength of that elder Xiu Po ​​looked roughly equivalent to Qian Yilan.

Luo Feng is very curious about his background.

"Student Qian Yilan, have you ever heard of-Can Mo?"

Luo Feng spoke carefully.

Everyone is a warrior, and maybe they occasionally stop by to fight a landlord. Qian Yilan should know more than herself.

Sure enough, as soon as Luo Feng's words fell, Qian Yilan's expression had already changed in shock, and she screamed.

"What are you talking about? Can Mo?"