Chapter 40

As the time for the duel with the Fantasy Academy drew nearer and nearer, An Zhe could feel that Skinny Du and the others were becoming more and more nervous.

Xiao Qidao was young, so he didn't know what nervousness was.

After all, the two of them had only just started cultivating. They truly did not have the confidence to defeat the disciples who had been cultivating in the Academy for many years.

Right now, this matter had already spread far and wide. Many people in the city were waiting for that day to come.

The reason why they were still able to properly cultivate in the Heaven's Enlightenment Institute was because everyone wanted to see just how good these kids were.

It was said that there were some disciples of the Mirage Institute who wanted to find people to drive them away. However, there was a great figure in the city who said that no one was allowed to interfere in this matter, lest they find out and get rid of them.

This big shot's name was Gao San, all of the casinos in the city belonged to him.

It was said that even though the competition between the Tianqi Martial Academy and the Mirage World Academy was like a child's play, it had already been stirred up by this gambling den crocodile. Rumors had it that the number of people who had placed bets in the city was as big as ox's hair.

Therefore, they saw some big men wearing black clothes wandering around outside the Martial Arts Academy. These people were sent by the third year to protect them. At the very least, before the gambling house ended, the third year would not allow anyone to touch anyone from the Heavenly Enlightenment Martial Academy.

Not to mention the entire martial world, even for the long-lost city, this was a small matter.

Now, however, the whole place was abuzz with discussion. Every day, there would be people who would specifically visit the Heavenly Enlightenment Martial Academy, wanting to see what those children who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth looked like.

Early in the morning, when An Zizhu walked into the classroom, Qu Liu`er was discussing with Xiao Qizhao how to increase the attacking power on a lower level basis. Neither of the big figures from the cultivation world had solved this academic problem.

An Zeng walked over to Skinny Du and patted him. Thin Du immediately sat up in a daze and started to recite the chant. He didn't even open his eyes.

Qu Liu`er said, "It's hard to deal with him. He cultivated all the way until late last night. He only went to bed when the sun was about to rise."

An Zhan smiled, but in his heart, he was blaming himself.

If he could immediately enter the grade, he would be able to enter the heaven defying seal to test whether or not he would provoke the heaven's punishment.

If there wasn't a divine punishment, then it would allow Skinny Du and the others to cultivate in the Heaven Defying Seal. This way, although the remaining three months wouldn't be long, it was enough for them to use.

However, An Xin couldn't enter the game. He couldn't let Skinny Du and the others take the risk.

"You sure are hardworking. You can recognize all those words that you don't know?"

An Zeng asked with a smile.

Skinny Du rubbed his eyes and raised his chin. "Of course, Lord Fatty's brain isn't that stupid. I've already memorized a thick introductory skill book, how can I not remember a few words?"

An Zhan said, "Then you should write the words' collusion '."

After a short while, he finished writing. After blowing on the ink, he looked towards An Zhe.

He lowered his head to take a look, and then his mouth twitched a few times … The words written by Skinny Du were not that ugly, rather, they were written in a straight line … Wolf being surrounded and raped … This word caused An Zeng to feel that he could not look straight at it, especially the last word 'adultery' made An Zhe feel that the entire world was full of malice towards wolves.

"How is it?"

Dean asked.

"I think you insulted me."

Qu Liu`er turned her head to the side and her face reddened. "An Zhan, why don't we talk about something else …"

Xiao Qidao also wanted to take a look, but Qu Liu`er stopped him.

An Zhan smiled and said, "I know we're all nervous, because we don't have any confidence, right?"

Right now, our strongest fighter is Xiao Qidao, but no matter what, it's not Xiao Qidao's turn to go on stage.

As for Fatty and Little Liu'er, the two of you are of the first grade. Even if the fighting techniques I taught you are the best, there is still no way to make up for the difference in strength. "

"But don't worry too much."

An Zeng leaned against the door and continued, "Although they are definitely stronger than us, you must remember one thing, and that is how great the difference is between the realms of ascension."

In particular, the gap in strength between those below the fourth level wasn't so huge that it couldn't be bridged.

"Let's first get to know the difference in strength between us. You two can come with me in this way."

Skinny Du and the other two followed An He and fought their way outside. They discovered that the martial arena had already been reorganized into many new things.

There were many wooden piles in a row. The thinnest ones were as thick as an arm, while the thinnest one could be held by two adults. It was unknown where An Zhe had found them.

These wooden stakes had been steadily buried in the ground. From left to right, there were a total of thirty-six.

"Fatty, use your maximum strength to hit the wooden stake and see where your attack power is at."

After saying that, Fatty walked towards the wooden stake and picked one that was about ten centimeters in diameter.

He crouched in a horse stance, then punched out and hit the wooden stake with a bang, breaking it with a crack.

Du's thin mouth cracked into a smile as he seemed to be quite satisfied with his punch.

Therefore, he took two steps to the right and picked up a wooden stake that was about 20 centimeters in diameter. He smashed it with his fist, causing the wooden stake to be knocked aside, but it did not break.

The place where Du's thin fist had landed had a hole blasted out of it, causing wood shavings to fly everywhere.

An Zhan nodded. "This is the limit of your attack power. Amongst cultivators of the first grade, this is considered superior."

"Qu Liu`er, those herbs have not been wasted, they have improved your constitution by a lot."

Qu Liu`er took a deep breath, the thin and small girl walked over and said, "I'll give it a try."

She chose a wooden stake that was about thirty centimeters long, adjusted her breathing, and hit it with her small fist.

Skinny Du was stunned for a moment before he said in disbelief, "How is this possible? She should be much stronger than me."

Yesterday, she said that she felt that she was about to ascend to the second grade of the Pure Jade Pellet. "

Before Du could finish speaking, the wooden stake suddenly shattered.

It was not broken, but the whole stake was broken.

The splinters were not as messy as the ones before, and each piece of wood was almost completely peeled off.

Thus, what landed on the ground wasn't a pile of wood shavings, but a pile of something that looked like hair.

"What a strange power."

Even though he was experienced and knowledgeable, he had never seen anyone with such a powerful cultivation base.

Qu Liu`er's cultivation was like a sharp and precise scalpel that peeled away all the fibrous tissue.

It was hard to imagine. If this punch landed on someone's body, the consequences would be terrible.

An Zaiyue thought to himself, this was most likely because of Qu Liu`er's understanding of the art of medicine, fusing it into her cultivation base.

With this kind of frightening cultivation, if it was powerful to a certain extent, perhaps it would be able to return everything back to its original nature.

Qu Liu`er blushed, and then she moved to the right. "I think I can try again."

She selected a wooden stake that was slightly thicker than the previous one and threw another punch.

The small fist landed on the wooden stake, exactly the same as before.

The wooden stake did not change at first, but with a gentle gust of wind, the stake began to separate and peel off.

However, in the end, the wooden logs became tangled and entangled. Therefore, the thirty centimeter diameter wooden stake was the limit of Qu Liu'er.

"So powerful … Xiao Qi, why don't you try the shore?"

Xiao Qidao walked over with his little butt in his hands. Then, he followed Du's thin appearance, crouched his horse and threw out a fist forward.

Unfortunately, the distance was not calculated properly. The punch did not land on the wooden stake.

Du laughed loudly and said that Xiao Qi's arm is too short … He laughed out loud twice and a small hole appeared on the 40-centimeter wide wooden stake. The hole was as big as Xiao Qi's fist.

The wooden stake did not move, but it was penetrated by Xiao Qi's fist wind.

"Fist Wind!"

An Zhe's eyes immediately widened.

According to the rules, it was almost impossible for one to cultivate Qi from the outside, which was also known as Qi.

Only after reaching the realm of the Xumi would one be able to cultivate the sword qi that was able to injure others from a certain distance, and only then would one be able to produce the Qi from the fist wind.

In truth, the Ascending Realm was still constantly tempering the body.

To maximize the strength his muscles could exert, and coupled with his cultivation, he exerted all of his might through his fist.

However, without contact, it would be difficult to deal any lethal damage.

Xiao Qishan was only a Grade Two Martial Saint, how could he train the boxing style?

An Zaidao froze for a moment before asking, "Xiao Qidao, you're drunk again?"

Little Seven nodded in a childish voice. "I felt dizzy when I slept last night. I felt like I was on a boat when I laid on the bed."

An Zaiyue laughed. "You're a peerless genius, only four years old, yet you've already cultivated for four months and have reached the Third Purity."

Xiao Qidao became complacent, "Big Brother An Xuan, I know other things."

He staggered over to a thicker wooden stake, raised his arm, and swung it down.

Her white and tender arms cut off the wooden stake like knives.

The broken end of the wooden stake was very smooth.

"Xiao Qidao, I will leave Brother Fatty's safety in your hands."

This did not make sense. Even if one was in the lowest level of cultivation, the speed of a genius would be very fast, and there would be people who could raise their cultivation level by four levels in one year.

But Little Seven was too young … only four and a half years old.

Ascending to the third-grade, the cultivator's body became stronger, so using the palm blade was not difficult at all.

This was because the palm was the place to release the power of one's cultivation. Furthermore, after a long period of training, the palm became tougher and tougher.

However, Little Seven did not use his palm, but his arm.

How did that white and tender arm split the wooden stake?

Moreover, he was actually able to convert the power of his cultivation into external Qi. This was beyond imagination.

An Xuan said seriously, "During the competition, Xiao Qidao will never go on stage."

The others nodded. They knew what An Zhe was worried about.

Once Xiao Qidao's talent was exposed, it would be a disaster for him.

There would be many people who would come to snatch him away, and it was highly likely that Little Seven would become a sacrifice.

Xiao Qi felt wronged. "Why can't I go and fight?"

An Zeng thought for a moment and said, "Before your mother left, she told me not to fight before the age of eight."

Xiao Qidao replied with an "oh". His nose and eyes were red.

Inside the room, Old Huo sighed, thinking to himself, Little Seven, this child, his future will definitely be rough.

This child's physique was too strange and special. If he was cultivated and used by a bad person, then he would become a great demon in the future.

If he could always follow them, perhaps that was the best choice.

Old Huo was well aware of the facial expression and mentality of those martial artists. If Xiao Qidao were to be placed in any sect, he would be treated as a treasure.

"Brother An Zou, how about you give me a punch as well?"

Xiao Qi sniffed with a face full of grievance.

An Zaiyue started laughing, "I … hahahahaha … so embarrassed, can I not fight?"