There are three realms of ordinary realm cultivation, opening channels, gathering strength and shocking changes. Each realm has nine short stages. Gao Jin is now in the ninth stage of gathering strength.

The opening of the pulse realm is to open a person's martial arteries. There are nine martial arteries, one for each section. This realm is to stimulate one's own blood, brighten the five senses, strengthen perception, and increase the body. The gathering force realm is mainly to gather the power of pulses, enhance strength, and be able to

The amount of improvement varies from person to person. Some people can lift up to 100 kilograms, some can lift up to 200 kilograms, and some can lift even more. Similarly, when one pulse can be gathered into one section, Gao Jin takes off his coat, revealing strong, copper-colored muscles.

He is tall and tall, not like a child. He first lifted weights 3,000 times to practice his arm strength, then ran 300 miles long-distance to practice speed, and then rested for a while to practice sword skills. There are not many shortcuts in the cultivation of the mortal realm. He must be down-to-earth and constantly stimulate his body's potential to gain basic skills.

better.

At this time, Zhao Yun stood beside the stable with his gun put away, but there was another confusion in his heart.

"Ordinary people can only reach the strength of ten thousand catties when they reach the peak of shocking transformation, and ten thousand catties open the martial arts gate. But if you have the strength of ten thousand catties before the peak of shocking transformation, can you open the martial arts gate?"

If he asked the warriors of Changshan County with a question, he would definitely be laughed at as an idiot, because no one can have the strength of ten thousand kilograms before the peak of the shocking transformation, and even if he had, it would not increase again unless he opened a martial arts sect.

Why did Zhao Yun ask this question? That's because he already had a power of ten thousand kilograms when he was in the ninth stage of Jumai.

That's right, Zhao Yun, the young boy who raises horses in the Sheriff's Mansion, had already reached the ninth level of pulse a year ago. If anyone knew about it, their jaws would probably drop.

Now, he is in the sixth level of the Shocking Transformation Realm! But his strength is still 10,000 kilograms, with no improvement at all. Most people in the Shocking Transformation Realm are increasing their strength rapidly, but he has been practicing spear training.

Nowadays, his marksmanship is probably unmatched by anyone at his level.

"It's really distressing. Geniuses are always lonely!"

The old man actually knew something, but he didn't tell him, even when he pulled out his beard, he just let Zhao Yun patiently hone his marksmanship, and when he reached the ninth stage of Jingcheng, everything would fall into place.

With a sigh, Changshan's number one commander continued to practice his spear. Ever since he mentioned this unknown iron spear, he had never slacked off. He did not practice moves or marksmanship, just simple basic movements, no less than tens of thousands of times a day.

Ever since Nancheng Arena decided to invite Wang Tu to fight Zilong, they immediately took action to make this happen.

Wang Tu is not very famous at his age, but he is very famous. At the age of twelve or thirteen, everyone in Changshan County is well-known. He has no choice but to rely on the Wang family and is extremely talented. Unless something unexpected happens in the future, he is destined to break the martial arts sect.

He has become a top powerhouse, so it is natural for him to be sought after by others. Many people even want to betroth their daughters to him, but this young child does not understand the benefits of these and only wants to practice cultivation.

In the Wang family's martial arts arena, Wang Tu wielded an eight-hundred-jin sword and practiced the Wang family's powerful butcher's knife technique. Each move was powerful and heavy, with extraordinary momentum, making the air roar. It was hard to imagine that it was

The majesty that a brat can have.

Half an hour later, Wang Tu was sweating profusely and panting before he stopped. On the side, a servant immediately came over to fan him and handed over a towel. He was attentive to his service.

Wang Tu's follower Liuzi complimented: "Young Master's sword skills are becoming more and more proficient. I am afraid that the younger generation will no longer have any rivals for Young Master."

Wang Tu glanced at him with contempt and said, "Are they worthy of comparing with me?"

"Yes, they naturally cannot be on the same level as the young master. The young master is destined to endure the loneliness of being invincible at his age."

"I would like to have one or two worthy opponents, but it's a pity..."

"I'm afraid there won't be such a person in Changshan County." The follower paused and said: "Recently, a man with thirty-one consecutive victories appeared in the Nancheng Arena. He defeated Zu Lang yesterday. I heard that he is not very young but crazy.

He has no boundaries, he wears a mask every time he fights, and threatens that no one in the martial arts family can let him take it off."

"Zuluo, that loser, I can crush him to death with just one hand!"

"Of course, Zu Lang can't even catch a single move under the young master's hand."

"Hmph, what's the name of the person you're talking about, and what's his cultivation level?"

"He claims to be Zilong, and he has achieved a shocking transformation to the fifth level of cultivation. However, no one knows his true identity, and no one knows where he came from."

"A piece of rubbish that has transformed into the fifth level, but also has a dragon in its name?"

"I also think he overestimates his abilities. If he meets the young master, he will be killed even if he is a dragon!"

"Slay the dragon? Haha, it's interesting. Apart from Zu Lang, there are only five tigers left in the Nancheng Arena. Is it possible that they are planning to take part in the next game in person?"

"I don't think I have this plan yet. Except for the boss, the other four of the Five Tigers are all at the peak level of shocking transformation. If they hit a fifth level of shocking transformation, I'm afraid they will be talked about."

At this moment, someone handed over an invitation. After reading it, Liu Zi said: "Whatever you say, young master, the Nancheng Arena wants to invite you to help out."

"Please ask me to deal with that Zilong?"

"Yes and no, they said that you were just doing something convenient to deal with Zilong. They mainly wanted to invite you to Nancheng to show off your talents! Master, after all, the Five Tigers of Nancheng are just people in the market. They seem to occupy Nancheng, but in fact they have a shallow foundation. Other forces have always been

They all want to take it for their own use, I think they are also waiting for a price, and now I am afraid they will take this opportunity to make friends with the young master."

"What's the purpose of a bunch of hooligans?"

"Young Master, I don't think so. With your potential, you will eventually get out of Changshan County. What will happen to the Wang family if you leave in the future? The Nancheng Five Tigers are not bad. If they can be contained, it will be a good thing for the Wang family.

Good thing."

"You mean to let me go and deal with a fifth-level waste?"

"I know it's a bit unfair for the young master to be like this, but after all, it's just a casual thing for the young master, and it can make a name for himself in Nancheng and impress the five tigers in Nancheng, so why not do it? And although this person is said to be at the fifth level of shocking transformation

, but he has the ability to fight beyond levels, isn't the young master worried that he has no one to practice with?"

Wang Tu turned around and left, saying as he walked: "Then let's go to Nancheng for a walk."

"Young master is wise!"

After Wang Tu agreed, news about the Nancheng Arena quickly began to spread all over Changshan County.

"Zilong vs. Wang Tu, a powerful matchup, a battle of geniuses, not to be missed!"

"Two days later, in the Nancheng Arena, whether the strong dragon raped the butcher, or whether the butcher killed the strong dragon, everything will be revealed."

"Let's gamble, let's gamble. Wang Tu pays two for every one, and Zilong pays twenty for every one. Buy small to make you happy, buy big to make a fortune. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

Because this fight involved the well-known child star Wang Tu, it suddenly became a hot topic in the streets. In addition, the Wang family and Nancheng Arena deliberately built momentum, which forced a wave of rhythm and caused its attention to continue to rise.

"Wang Tu..." Zhao Yun was unfazed when he heard the news. He just felt that the matter was getting bigger and bigger, and he was afraid that it would not end in the end. However, in the end, the temptation of two hundred thousand taels of silver defeated his wavering hesitation.

Just the day before the battle, Bao Long suddenly came to the door, but he didn't know where Zhao Yun was, so he could only lurk next to the stable and stuffed a letter to Chi Long.

"Lord Chilong, I have no ill intentions. I just want to trouble you to hand over this letter to Young Master Long."

Although Chilong couldn't speak, he could basically understand human speech, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. Baolong didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he ran away with an uneasy heart and waited for a few people at a street corner not far away.

Only then did Zhao Yun appear wearing a mask.

"Master Long, you are finally here!"

Zhao Yun's voice was low and he said: "Who allowed you to find me?"

Bao Long's letter to Chi Long was to invite Zhao Yun to come out to discuss something, but he didn't expect that Chi Long had forgotten it after sleeping, so it was delayed for several hours.

"Sir, calm down, I'm doing this just so you can make more money."

"Oh?" Zhao Yun immediately felt better when he heard that he was making money.

"That's right. You must already know that you are going to compete with Wang Tu of the Wang family in the next match, right?"

"Are you afraid that I will lose?"

"Of course not. I know the strength of the young master. Even ten kings of slaughter can't shake you. I'm here to tell you that the Wang family has bet a million taels on the king to win!"

"One million taels!" Zhao Yun almost lost his voice, but he reacted and suppressed his excitement and said: "It's not much."

Bao Long knew that this guy was also a greedy man, so he said: "Of course I know that this little money is not in your eyes, but if you don't make it, you won't make it in vain."

"How to make money? Can we still open the market by ourselves?"

"That's not true. I just think that business should be long-term. In addition to this one, you will have four more games to play. If we can make a lot of money in each game..."

Zhao Yun sucked his lips and said, "Be specific!"

"Then I'll tell you the truth. I want you to win this time not too quickly, but even with a little difficulty."

Zhao Yun was also a ghost, so he understood immediately and said: "You want me to show weakness and then offer higher odds in the next game?"

"That's exactly the case, but in this case, the young master may be wronged, and he may even suffer some skin injuries..."

"It doesn't matter, it's all for money... No, I mean, it's all for long-term development."

"What the young master said is absolutely true!"

"Then how to divide the accounts?"

"Four six, I am four, the young master is six, and the young master does not have to pay any capital, everything is left to me!"

"Haha." Zhao Yun's voice immediately turned cold and he said: "Twenty-eight!"

"Young master, you can't do it!" Bao Long said anxiously: "I did this without telling my brothers. Once it is known, my life is not guaranteed. Moreover, I don't have much principal, and many of them are

If the high-interest loan is 28 cents, I won’t even be able to keep my capital!”

Zhao Yun remained silent, seeing that Bao Long was about to burst into tears. He thought to himself that this grandson could really pretend, and said: "Seeing that you have worked hard without any merit, let's take it three to seven. You three and I seven."

"this……"

"Okay, after five games, even if it's three or seven, it's enough for you. But I remind you to be honest. If I find you playing tricks or the amount of money is wrong..."

"Don't worry, young master, I don't care about my long life, how dare I try to be clever in front of you!"

"That's good!"


Chapter completed!