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Chapter 330 The Second-Order Tournament Ends, the True Meaning of Fire is Achieved!
Inside the arena, the roar of cheers was deafening.

The air seemed to be ignited by the frenzied shouts of hundreds of thousands of spectators.

On the giant light screen, the names of the top 32 contestants shone like burning stars.

This signifies their glory in standing out from thousands and the fierce battle that is about to begin.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei sat side by side in the reserved stands.
The location offers excellent visibility.

However, Fang Qingyu's brows were slightly furrowed.

Their eyes were fixed on the number one arena in the center.

On the stage, Chu Kuanglan's figure remained as imposing as a mountain.

But at this moment he looked somewhat disheveled.

He was shirtless, his muscular upper body bare, his bronze skin covered with fine beads of sweat and several fresh wounds.

The dark red smoke of blood and qi still rose.

However, it was not as majestic and powerful as before, but instead revealed a sense of weakness and lack of follow-through.

His opponent was a second-tier peak martial artist with a lean, iron-like physique and skin that gleamed with a bluish-gray metallic sheen.

The visualization technique this person cultivates is an extremely strange and unpredictable energy cultivation method.

His movements were slippery and elusive, like a mudfish coated in grease.

His attacks were not aimed at killing with a single blow, but rather were like a persistent, insidious infection.

The force continuously coiled around Chu Kuanglan, each contact of fists, feet, fingers, and claws carrying a subtle, resonant power that penetrated Chu Kuanglan's proudly formidable defense, constantly impacting his internal organs and meridians.

"Damn it! Don't run away if you've got the guts! Fight me head-on!"

Chu Kuanglan roared repeatedly, each violent sweep and slash of his Xuan Tie Heavy Sword accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, smashing the arena floor into flying shards of stone, yet his opponent always managed to dodge it by the slightest margin.

The opponent's counterattack was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, insidious and cunning, targeting the flaws Chu Kuanglan revealed due to his excessive force, leaving bloody marks on his body.

"Old Chu's total blood and qi are not as good as the opponent's, so he will be at a disadvantage in a protracted battle."

Fang Qingyu's voice was low and heavy.

Chu Kuanglan's explosive power is terrifying among those of the same level, but the difference in their cultivation levels is now clearly evident.

The opponent was a genuine peak second-tier cultivator, with abundant blood and energy, astonishing stamina, and unpredictable movement techniques, dragging Chu Kuanglan into the most unfavorable quagmire of attrition warfare.

Jiang Wei's clear red eyes reflected the battle on the stage, and she said softly, "His only chance of winning is to regroup that indomitable momentum, tear apart the opponent's entanglement with absolute power, and force him to take the hit head-on. Otherwise, it's only a matter of time before he is worn down."

On the arena at this moment, Chu Kuanglan was like a bull caught in a spider web. He had the strength to shake mountains, but he was bound by countless tough and flexible threads. Every struggle consumed a lot of energy, which only made the bindings tighter and tighter.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, and his movements as he wielded the heavy sword became noticeably slower and heavier.

A glint flashed in his opponent's eyes. Seizing an opening, he moved like a ghost, aiming straight for Chu Kuanglan's vital ribs.

In the stands, the audience supporting Chu Kuanglan were on tenterhooks.

Many people even covered their eyes.

At this critical moment.
"Roar--!!!"

A roar suddenly exploded from Chu Kuanglan's throat.

His bloodshot eyes instantly turned crimson, and his previously scattered vital energy surged violently as if it had been thrown into boiling oil.

A shockwave, almost tangible, suddenly spread out from him.

The lean opponent's finger, which had been pointing, was stunned by the sudden burst of fierce momentum, and his movement involuntarily slowed down by half a beat.

It's that tiny delay of a fraction of a second.

Chu Kuanglan abandoned all defense and evasion, pouring all the remaining strength in his body into his arms.

He ignored the deadly attack that was about to strike his ribs.

He held the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword upside down with both hands, as if swinging a collapsing mountain, and fiercely swung it upwards towards his opponent's jaw.

"The creation of heaven and earth!!"

boom--

A deafeningly loud and terrifying explosion.

The lean opponent's finger finally landed on Chu Kuanglan's ribs.

With a muffled "plop," Chu Kuanglan's body trembled violently, and he spat out a small mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

but.
His greatsword slammed solidly into his opponent's hastily raised arms.

Click!

The sickening cracking sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

The lean opponent's arms twisted and deformed instantly, and he was hit as if by a charging rhinoceros. His feet left the ground, and his body drew a high parabola in the air. Blood gushed from his mouth as he slammed hard into the force field light screen at the edge of the arena.

The light screen rippled violently, bouncing him back and causing him to collapse to the ground.

After struggling for a few moments, he was ultimately unable to get up again.

"Second arena, number 198, 'Hanyue' wins! Advances to the top 16!"

The referee's loud announcement rang out.

A huge cheer erupted from the audience.

But Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei's brows did not relax.

Chu Kuanglan won.

But the cost is too high.

He had almost exhausted all his energy and suffered considerable internal and external injuries.

In this state, the next match will be the round of 16.

They probably won't even be able to unleash half their full potential.

"The next step is a bit difficult," Fang Qingyu sighed softly.

And soon.

The match proved their concerns true.

Lin Yu in the round of 16.

They encountered a second-tier peak Chosen One who was extremely skilled in mental illusions and ranged attacks.

Her sword light was swift as a startled swan, and exceptionally agile.

However, due to the opponent's endless illusions and mental interference,

It was always difficult to get close.

Finally, his weakness was exploited, and a condensed mental shock hit him, causing him to lose consciousness briefly. He was then forced to the edge of the arena by the following spear of light and had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Ring 3, contestant number 103, 'Firefly' has been defeated! She has been eliminated in the round of 16!"

Lin Yu walked off the stage, her face somewhat pale.

His eyes betrayed his disappointment, but more than that, they showed composure.

"I'm sorry, I tried my best."

She walked to Fang Qingyu's side, her voice tinged with weariness.

"You played very well." Fang Qingyu patted her shoulder gently. "Your opponent's abilities are exactly what you need to counter. It's not easy to last this long."

Lu Jiuyuan's opponent was a second-tier peak swordsman with an extremely sharp aura and swordsmanship as fast as a ghost.

Old Lu's swordsmanship was steady and skillful, and his defense was impenetrable.

But the opponent's sword strikes were too swift and violent, like a sudden storm.

After nearly a hundred rounds of fierce fighting, Lu Jiuyuan's total blood and qi were insufficient due to the difference in cultivation level. Under the opponent's increasingly fierce attacks, his defense developed a slight flaw.

laugh!
A blade of light, so fast it was almost invisible, flashed past in an instant.

Lu Jiuyuan's combat uniform was torn open, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his skin.

The referee declared the opposing team the winner.

"Island No. 4, No. 46, 'Yuan Jing' has been defeated! He has been eliminated in the round of 16!"

Lu Jiuyuan adjusted his slightly crooked glasses and calmly nodded to Fang Qingyu: "Your skills are inferior."

Only Wei Banmeng's path to advancement seemed relatively smooth.

In the quarterfinals, the quarterfinals were held.

Her opponent was also a formidable second-tier peak martial artist.

But when Wei Banmeng unleashed his Xuanchi twin swords.

Two streaks of light, one dark blue and the other silvery white, tore through the sky.

Just three cuts!

The first strike shattered the opponent's prized protective qi and energy.

The second strike knocked the weapon from his hand.

The third, cold blade came to a steady stop just before the opponent's throat.

Clean and efficient, no doubt about it!
"On arena number one, number 77, 'Jinghong' wins! Advances to the top 8!"

……

With the conclusion of the Round of 16.

A short break has arrived.

Chu Kuanglan received simple treatment from the medical staff.

He was helped back, his face pale.

The bruises on his chest and abdomen were frightening to look at, and his breathing was quite disordered.

"Qingzi. It's me."

Chu Kuanglan looked at Fang Qingyu, his large, round eyes filled with resentment and a hint of guilt.

"Don't talk, heal your wounds first." Fang Qingyu interrupted him, gesturing for him to sit down.

Lin Yu and Lu Jiuyuan also gathered around.

Looking at Chu Kuanglan's appearance, and then thinking about the quarterfinals that Wei Banmeng will face next.

Lin Yu bit her lip and suddenly pulled out a small cloth bag from her bosom, inside which were three pure crystals emitting a warm white light.

"Half Dream." Lin Yu stuffed the cloth bag into Wei Banmeng's hand. "This is the pure crystal I won. You can use it first, and return it to me when you win more."

Lu Jiuyuan silently took out his three pure crystals and handed them over: "Take mine too."

Chu Kuanglan was stunned for a moment, then without hesitation, he took out his only four pure crystals and slapped them into Wei Banmeng's hand, his voice hoarse: "Take mine too, and crush those bastards."

Wei Banmeng looked at the ten pure crystals that had suddenly appeared in her hand, a ripple flashing in her cold eyes.

She subconsciously looked at Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu looked at the three of them, then at Wei Banmeng.

After a moment's thought, he nodded: "You know what, it actually works. Anyway, their competition is over now, so you can use it for now. You can return it to them after your competition, so you won't lose out at all."

With Fang Qingyu's approval, Wei Banmeng no longer hesitated.

She gripped the ten pure crystals tightly in her hand, a smile appearing on her beautiful face: "Okay."

The next few hours.

Wei Banmeng locked herself in the hotel's highest-standard quiet room.

Before her lay a mountain of life beads and blood crystals.

These were all gifts from that big idiot in the Luo family.

She took a deep breath and put a crystal in her mouth.

hum!
A warm and cool sensation instantly spread from my mouth, as if turning on an invisible switch within my body.

Wei Banmeng grabbed a handful of life beads and a handful of blood essence crystals in each hand.

next second!
The life bead and blood crystal in his palm seemed to be instantly disintegrated by an invisible force.

It transforms into pure, visible red blood and milky white energy.

These two energies, like rivers flowing into the sea, rushed into Wei Banmeng's mouth, nose, and palms.

Wei Banmeng's internal energy and cultivation level surged dramatically at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bottleneck barrier was breached by the violent energy impact.

It melted away like ice and snow.

boom!
A powerful aura suddenly erupted from the quiet room.

Second-order mid-stage.

But this is just the beginning.

Wei Banmeng's movements did not pause at all.

His hands kept grabbing new life beads and blood crystals.

Pure Crystal's power acts like the most efficient catalyst, rapidly transforming massive amounts of resources into her own strength.

The breath is rising steadily.

Second-stage mid-term, initial, middle, and high-level phases
Finally, after consuming nearly a hundred Life Beads and Blood Crystals.

Her aura remained steadily at the mid-stage of the second tier, the peak of the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

It's only one step away from the later stages.

The door to the quiet room opened.

When Wei Banmeng reappeared in front of everyone.

Her temperament underwent a subtle change.

The original coolness has been replaced by a sense of calm and vastness, like the deep sea.

His eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he opened and closed them, and every gesture he made subtly resonated with his surroundings.

This is entering the Realm of Myriad Phenomena.

This marks the beginning of drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to empower oneself.

"It's done!" Chu Kuanglan was the first to grin, even though the movement aggravated his wound and made him wince in pain.

Lin Yu and Lu Jiuyuan also showed joy in their eyes.

Fang Qingyu subconsciously patted Wei Banmeng's head: "Keep it up!"

……

Wei Banmeng after her strength skyrocketed.

In the subsequent quarterfinals and semifinals, they displayed an almost overwhelming dominance.

In the quarterfinals, the quarterfinals were held.

Her opponent was a second-tier peak Chosen One who was extremely skilled at manipulating highly poisonous vines and whose methods were ruthless and cunning.

This person once used poisonous vines to strangle dozens of powerful individuals of the same level.

Game start.

Countless vines, barbed and shimmering with a ghostly green poisonous light, surged wildly from the ground as if they were alive.

In an instant, most of the arena was transformed into a highly poisonous jungle.

It coiled and strangled towards Wei Banmeng.

Wei Banmeng's eyes were icy cold.

hum!hum!
The Xuan Chi twin blades were instantly drawn.

This time, the glint of the blade was no longer just about its sharpness.

A vast and terrifying chill suddenly descended.

"Mysterious Dragon - Freezing a Thousand Miles!"

With Wei Banmeng's clear shout, he slashed out with his twin swords crossed.

Two phantom images of dragons roared out.

Wherever it passed, the air instantly froze.

Crackling sound—!
A terrifying cold wave swept across the entire arena.

The wildly dancing, highly poisonous vines were instantly covered with a thick layer of solid ice upon contact with the cold air.

The eerie green poisonous light emanating from it was completely frozen.

The entire arena seemed to transform into an ice sculpture world in an instant.

The Chosen One's sinister smile froze instantly, and his body was stiffened and slowed by the extreme cold that spread throughout him.

His eyes were filled with utter horror!
He tried to muster his strength to resist, but his blood and energy seemed to be frozen.

Wei Banmeng's figure moved like a ghost through the frozen vine forest.

The cold blade gently touched the opponent's stiff throat.

"Give up, or die."

The cold voice was like ice.

"I admit defeat!"

The cultist felt the biting cold and murderous intent in his throat, and without any hesitation, he shouted out hoarsely.

"On arena number one, number 77, 'Jinghong' wins! Advances to the top 4!"

The auditorium instantly erupted.

"Freezing a thousand miles! My god! What kind of martial art is this?"

"Divine Armament. It is absolutely the power of the Divine Armament!"

“This ‘Amazing Swan’ must be from the Federation! Only the top families in the Federation can cultivate such a genius and possess such powerful divine weapons.”

"Hmph, lackeys of the Federation, coming to our City of Injustice to swagger around!" A mixture of amazement, admiration, envy, and hostility filled the air.
Various gazes fell upon Wei Banmeng.

……

The semi-finals, where 4 teams advance to the next 2.

Wei Banmeng's opponents were equally formidable.

He was a second-tier peak cultist who had cultivated fire-based divine arts to the pinnacle.

This person immediately summoned a sky full of flames, turning it into a raging sea of ​​fire, attempting to completely engulf Wei Banmeng.

however!
Faced with the flames that consumed everything, Wei Banmeng simply used Xuan Chi·Frozen Thousand Miles once again.

The extreme power of ice collided violently with the raging flames.

The clash between ice and fire unleashed a devastating storm.

In the end, the Xuan Chi Twin Blades, with their divinely inspired, icy authority, prevailed.

The raging inferno was frozen and extinguished.

The cultist was also chilled by the cold, and collapsed onto the frost-covered arena, his face turning blue and purple.

"Cage One, contestant number 77, 'Jinghong' wins! Advances to the finals!"

……

Finally, standing on the other side of the final arena.

It was a figure wearing a pure white faceless mask.

He was tall and well-proportioned, with a deep and calm presence, standing there as if he were one with the arena beneath his feet.

The Faceless Brotherhood.

This faction has the fewest members among the top ten factions.

An organization known for its formidable fighting strength and mysterious members.

"Final match: Ring 1, No. 77 'Stunning Beauty' Wei Banmeng! vs. No. 1 'Faceless' Bai Ye!"

"Game start!"

The referee's voice fell.

An eerie silence fell over the entire arena.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers held their breath.

All eyes were focused on the two people in the ring.

Bai Ye did not act immediately. His pure white mask, devoid of any facial features, turned towards Wei Banmeng, and a gentle yet clear voice came through the mask:

"Your strength is considerable, and your swordsmanship is quite interesting. Would you like to join our Faceless Brotherhood? We don't discriminate against people from the Federation."

Wei Banmeng's cold gaze fell on the other person's mask, and she slowly shook her head: "I'm sorry, I already have someone I belong to."

Bai Ye didn't seem surprised, but nodded slightly, his tone tinged with regret: "That's a real shame."

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, his palm facing Wei Banmeng.

A powerful and profound aura, as deep as an abyss, slowly rose up.

"Please give it your all."

The moment the words fell.

Bai Ye's figure suddenly blurred.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, only a pure speed that reached its extreme.

Only a faint afterimage remained where he stood; his true form appeared to Wei Banmeng's left as if by teleportation.

Fingers clasped together like knives!

His fingertips were wrapped in a dark golden aura that had been condensed to the extreme. It tore through the air and, with a piercing shriek, went straight for Wei Banmeng's vital ribs.

This attack has already surpassed the scope of a typical peak second-tier attack.

Wei Banmeng's pupils contracted slightly.

The Xuan Chi twin blades instantly crossed at his sides.

clang! ! !
There was a sharp sound of metal clashing.

The dark golden finger energy slammed into the point where the two swords crossed.

An overwhelming and terrifying force surged forth.

Wei Banmeng felt a violent tremor in her arms, her blood and qi surging, and her body uncontrollably slid back several steps, leaving two shallow marks on the hard arena with her feet.

Such powerful strength, such refined energy!
Bai Ye struck successfully and vanished again without pausing.

Like a maggot clinging to a bone, it launches a fierce and relentless attack from every tricky angle.

Finger, palm, fist, leg!

Each attack contained terrifying power capable of splitting stone and shattering rocks.

The angles were sharp and ruthless, and the speed was dazzling.

He seemed to transform into a sophisticated fighting machine, perfectly combining strength and speed to form an impenetrable close-quarters combat technique.

Wei Banmeng was instantly at a disadvantage!

She could only rely on the sharpness and icy power of the Xuan Chi twin blades to parry and dodge with great difficulty in a small space.

clang!clang!clang!
scoff!

The ear-piercing sounds of collisions and tearing fabrics rang out continuously.

Ice crystal fragments and dark gold energy flew everywhere.

The sharp wind from Wei Banmeng's fingers tore several holes in her combat uniform, revealing her fair skin and faint red marks underneath.

If it weren't for the sharpness of the Xuan Chi Twin Blades that made Bai Ye wary...

She dared not confront the blade head-on, for she was probably already injured.

Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei frowned slightly.

Bai Ye's strength has definitely reached the limit of the second tier.

Even in terms of power refinement and combat skills, he has faintly touched the threshold of the third tier.

"Half-dream." Lin Yu nervously gripped the hem of her clothes.

Chu Kuanglan gritted his teeth, wishing he could rush up there himself.

In the arena.

Wei Banmeng's eyes grew increasingly cold and calm.

She felt the opponent's relentless attacks, like a raging storm, and the terrifyingly refined dark gold aura that was almost comparable to the power of heaven and earth summoned by the Myriad Manifestations Realm.

She understands.

It is difficult to break the deadlock with skill and existing strength alone.

唯有
Unleash the full power of the Xuan Chi Twin Blades.

"drink!"

After narrowly parrying Bai Ye's finger knife aimed at her throat, Wei Banmeng suddenly drifted back several meters, creating distance between herself and Bai Ye.

She took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

hum!hum!
The Xuan Chi twin blades emitted an unprecedentedly intense hum in her hands.

The blade's surface suddenly blazed with a surge of dark blue and silver light.

A terrifying chill, seemingly emanating from the far north ice plains, descended with a deafening roar, like an ancient beast awakening from its slumber!
"Mysterious Dragon - Twin Dragons Break Through the Sea!"

With Wei Banmeng's clear shout!

She crossed her two swords and slashed forward fiercely.

Boom——! ! !
Two enormous, lifelike dragons, each over twenty meters long and made entirely of ice crystals, roared out from the flash of the blade.

The dragon's roar shook the sky.

The temperature in the entire arena instantly dropped below freezing.

The air froze, making a crackling sound!
A terrifying cold current, like a tangible white raging wave, accompanied by two giant ice dragons, swept towards the white night.

Wherever it passed, the arena floor froze, covered with a thick layer of solid ice.

For the first time, an uncontrollable gasp escaped from beneath Bai Ye's pure white mask.

He felt a deadly threat!

The icy power contained within those two giant ice dragons was enough to freeze his blood and qi and shatter his internal energy.

He dared not hold back in the slightest.

"Formless Golden Body!"

Bai Ye roared wildly.

His dark golden blood and qi instantly burned to their maximum.

He clenched his fists and bravely faced the two roaring ice dragons.

boom! boom! ! !
Two earth-shattering explosions occurred almost simultaneously.

The ice dragon slammed into Bai Ye.

Crack!
A piercing cracking sound rang out.

The energy emanating from Bai Ye's body was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks under the impact of the two giant ice dragons.

The icy power surged wildly through the cracks.

Bai Ye groaned, his face turning deathly pale beneath the mask.

He felt an irresistible force mixed with bone-chilling cold pierce his body.

The flow of qi and blood instantly stagnates.

The bones groaned under the strain.

puff--!
A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, staining his chest and the edge of his cold mask.

He was thrown backward as if he had been hit by a high-speed train, his feet leaving the ground.

Boom!

Bai Ye's burly body slammed heavily against the force field barrier at the edge of the arena, producing a dull thud.

He struggled to stand up, but the icy power raging within him made his body stiff and numb, and his blood and qi could not circulate smoothly.

Wei Banmeng, like an ice goddess, stood quietly not far in front of him, wielding two swords.

The cold blade was pointed at him.

The outcome has been decided.

"Finals! Arena Number One, No. 77 'Jinghong' Wei Banmeng wins! She is crowned the champion of this year's Tier 2 group!"

The referee's excited voice echoed throughout the stadium!

After a brief silence, cheers and shouts erupted like a landslide and a tsunami!
"A stunning sight! A stunning sight! A stunning sight!"

"champion!!!"

"This is too powerful! Twin dragons breaking through the sea! Is this the true power of the divine weaponry?!"

The area inhabited by the Brotherhood of Faceless was silent.

With the help of his companions, Bai Ye struggled to his feet, bowed slightly in greeting to Wei Banmeng, and then silently left the scene.

on the podium.

When the arena manager handed Wei Banmeng an exquisite box containing thirty pure crystals.

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause once again.

Wei Banmeng held the heavy box, a hint of excitement flashing in her usually cool eyes.

Back to the stands.

She immediately took out the ten pure crystals she had borrowed earlier.

"Here you go, thank you." She handed them to Chu Kuanglan, Lin Yu, and Lu Jiuyuan respectively.

"That's too fierce, Banmeng." Chu Kuanglan grinned and accepted his four pills without any hesitation.

Lin Yu and Lu Jiuyuan accepted it with smiles.

"The remaining twenty, everyone together."

Wei Banmeng looked at everyone, preparing to divide the remaining pure crystals equally.

"No way," Chu Kuanglan was the first to shake his head, his voice booming, "That's not how it's done."

Lin Yu and Lu Jiuyuan shook their heads without hesitation.

Wei Banmeng looked at Fang Qingyu.

Fang Qingyu looked at her with a teasing smile: "Keep it. I'm counting on you to break through to the third tier soon and help me share some of the pressure. This amount of pure crystals, plus the resources we have, is enough for you to break through to the third tier. However..."

He changed the subject, adding a touch of teasing: "Don't be too impatient. First, consolidate your Myriad Manifestations Realm and break through to the late stage of the second tier. It's safer to use Pure Crystal to break through to the third tier then."

Upon hearing this, Wei Banmeng finally revealed a faint smile on her usually aloof face and nodded vigorously: "Yes! I know."

With the conclusion of the second-tier competition.

Chu Kuanglan and the others also need to return to the Azure Dragon Gang for the time being.

Before leaving, Fang Qingyu specifically instructed Lin Yu: "When you go back this time, when Jiang Wei and I participate in the Tier 3 competition, don't all the Dawn brothers come over. The guild's top combat strength is lacking, so you and Lao Qin should guard the base."

"Understood!" Lin Yu nodded solemnly.

In the end, only Fang Qingyu remained.

One person performs the task of cleaning.

……

The Wei Group arranged a separate residence for Fang Qingyu in the city center.

An underground meditation chamber.

It's so quiet here that you can hear a pin drop.

Fang Qingyu sat cross-legged in the center of the quiet room.

His body was surrounded by pale golden divine power, which emitted a faint crackling sound.

His mind was immersed in the depths of his consciousness.

The system of the Divine Firmament Envoys has been initially established.

My gaze shifted to the page about the Dragon Fist Master.

【Profession: Dragon Fist Master (★★★) Lv.2 (0/2000)】

[Talent: Dragon Soul Resonance (★★★)]

【Ultimate Skill: Abyss Dragon Decree Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 1: Tai Xu Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Visualization Method - Fifth Realm Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 2: Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Fourth Revolution Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 3: Nine Tribulations Body Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 4: Thunderous World-Burning Slash Lv.2 (0/2000)】

【Core Skill 5: Nine Hells Breakthrough Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 6: Thunderous Shadow Step Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 7: Dragon Transformation Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【Core Skill 8: Nine Tribulations Azure Dragon Body Lv.2 (0/2000)】

【Dragon's True Meaning Lv.3 (0/4000)】

【True Meaning of Thunder Lv.2 (2000)】

Previously, after setting Shenxiao Envoy as the main profession and deducing the core skill "Lightning Judgment".

He has 68 skill points left.

Back then, if those skill points were placed on the Dragon Fist Master's stats panel...

That means you can only improve one and a half skills.

Therefore, Fang Qingyu was not in a hurry to use it.

And these days, I've been working as a cleaner every night.

Fang Qingyu's current skill points have reached a new historical high.

That's a whopping 432 points!!!
Unprecedented wealth!
Fang Qingyu's gaze swept quickly across the Dragon Fist Grandmaster's skill panel.

The two core skills, Thunderous World-Burning Slash and Nine Tribulations Azure Dragon Body, are still at Lv.2.

Fang Qingyu, who has always been a well-rounded individual, did not hesitate at all.

"Upgrade [Thunderous World-Burning Slash] to Lv.3! Consumes 20 skill points!"

"Upgrade [Nine Tribulations Azure Dragon Body] to Lv.3! Consumes 20 skill points!"

boom!
40 skill points are instantly burned.

They transformed into two mighty and vast torrents of insight, pouring fiercely into Fang Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

I do not know how long it has been.

Fang Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.

Within the molten gold vertical pupils, there seemed to be intertwined lightning and fire, yet at the same time, a strange feeling lingered.

Fang Qingyu reopened the diagram, but didn't look at the two skills that had just been upgraded.
Instead, he looked at the very bottom of the Dragon's True Meaning.

Congratulations on unlocking the True Meaning of Fire Lv.1 (0/1000)

(End of this chapter)