High Martial Arts Storm

Dantian space.

The area shrouded in darkness has been dispelled by the intense light.

A blue rhombus-shaped crystal floated quietly in the dantian space, emitting a soft, azure light, while a golden halo, like a hurricane, slowly rotated around the crystal.

Two things...

Yang Haocheng had met them all.

He remembered that when he was eight years old, his older sister Yang Xinlan said that she would entrust him with the things their mother left behind, namely the blue rhombus-shaped crystal and the metal ring.

but……

He remembers that he wasn't given it to him later!

When did my sister manage to put those two things into her dantian? How did she do it?

Yang Haocheng was very puzzled.

now.

He could clearly feel the spiritual energy in his meridians that hadn't been refined yet surging into his dantian like a tide. As the golden halo rotated faster, a large amount of spiritual energy was continuously devoured, and then a misty stream of energy was sprayed out...

"Internal energy?"

"Can the golden halo help me refine spiritual energy and enhance my inner strength?"

Yang Haocheng was shocked.

The stinging sensation in my meridians has gradually disappeared.

The pain in the body was relieved as the azure light emitted by the blue rhombus crystal merged into the flesh.

"How could something my mother left behind have such an effect?"

"What exactly are they?"

The thought had barely crossed Yang Haocheng's mind before he dismissed it.

now.

He saw hope in persevering.

He even realized that if he could seize the current opportunity, he might be able to break through more blocked acupoints, open up more meridians, and increase his cultivation level dramatically.

Time continued to pass.

As people endured the pain, some eventually succumbed and left the "Dragon Blood Pool".

just.

After everyone leaves, they look at the others in the "Dragon Blood Pool".

When they saw Yang Haocheng among them, they were all incredulous.

Especially Li Jiayin.

In his eyes, Yang Haocheng was just a lucky good-for-nothing. Even he himself couldn't hold on, but Yang Haocheng was still inside, which he couldn't accept for a while.

Gradually.

Eight hours have passed.

Only four people remain in the "Dragon Blood Pool".

After nine hours, the handsome young man finally couldn't bear it any longer and crawled out of the "Dragon Blood Pool" trembling all over. After convulsing for a while outside the pool, he managed to sit up straight.

"How is this possible? How come that good-for-nothing is still inside?" the handsome young man exclaimed in shock.

"There's something strange about him," another person said.

"Maybe he's cheating."

"Don't talk nonsense. Who could cheat in the 'Dragon Blood Pool'?"

"Perhaps it's because his cultivation level is low, but his willpower is extremely strong."

"Cultivating in the 'Dragon Blood Pool' tests not only willpower, but also cultivation level. Those with lower cultivation levels have fewer open meridians and cannot withstand large amounts of spiritual energy..."

"This is weird..."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Eleven hours later.

The cute girl fainted and was pulled out of the "Dragon Blood Pool" by a mechanical arm.

Thirteen and a half hours later, Tang Fei could no longer hold on and struggled to crawl out.

She was stunned.

Because she saw that Yang Haocheng was the only one left in the "Dragon Blood Pool".

"What's his situation?" Tang Fei asked.

"have no idea."

Everyone shook their heads.

now.

The top floor of the city lord's mansion.

Nan Zhanming, the undisputed strongest man in the city and its six districts, was quietly watching the virtual screen in front of him, which displayed the scene of the "Dragon Blood Pool".

"Lord of the city, there's something strange about him," Elder Mo said.

"It's the Storm Aura," Nan Zhanming said calmly.

"The Storm Aura that caused countless powerful figures to fight over it ten years ago? How could it appear in a young man's body?" Elder Mo asked in astonishment.

His mother is Chu Mei.

"That rebellious young lady from the Chu family in the Imperial City? Didn't she disappear back then? How come..." Old Mo didn't finish his sentence, as if he understood something, and said with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that she would actually go into seclusion in the 21st Base City. No wonder no one has known her whereabouts for so many years."

"She's dead," Nan Zhanming said, clenching his fist.

"I've seen Yang Haocheng's file and know that his mother has passed away." Old Mo nodded slightly, then, sensing something amiss with Nan Zhanming's aura, hurriedly asked, "City Lord, do you know Chu Mei?"

"It's more than just knowing each other..." Nan Zhanming smiled bitterly and slowly loosened his fist.

then!

Before he became the city lord of Nanyan City, Chu Mei had saved his life.

even……

He pursued her for six years, enduring countless beatings, but his feelings never wavered.

If Yang Haocheng hadn't come into his sight, he would never have known that Chu Mei, who had suddenly disappeared all those years ago, was actually living in the 21st Base City and married to an extremely mediocre man.

Old Mo narrowed his eyes.

He sensed there was something between the city lord and Chu Mei, but since she was unwilling to discuss it, he didn't press the matter. Instead, he changed the subject, asking, "Yang Haocheng has a storm aura within him; wouldn't that be considered cheating?"

"Not really."

Nan Zhanming's decisive blow sealed the deal.

Time flies like an arrow; twenty-three hours have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Haocheng was immersed in the "Dragon Blood Pool." Although the azure light emitted by the blue rhombus crystals helped alleviate his physical pain, and the golden halo assisted in refining spiritual power and relieving the damage to his meridians, the pain continued to slowly increase.

Ultimately...

He's just too weak.

The meridians are weak, and the physical strength is too poor.

Even though he was willing to risk his life to persevere, the waves of pain were still pushing him to the point where he could no longer bear it.

Such a long time.

As his blocked acupoints were opened one by one, his combat power increased dramatically, reaching 9.6.

adhere to!

We must hold on!

This was Yang Haocheng's only thought.

"boom……"

Like a comet hitting the Earth.

Yang Haocheng suddenly felt like his head was about to explode. Even when a cool sensation appeared out of nowhere, he could no longer bear it, and his consciousness was directly overwhelmed by the pain.

Outside the Dragon Blood Pond.

Tang Fei and the other nine remained silent.

They could clearly see Yang Haocheng's face contorted with pain, and his body convulsing as he struggled to stay afloat.

prior to.

They thought Yang Haocheng was terrible.

It's like a stupid ant falling into a pile of geniuses.

But the result...

The other party lasted much longer in the "Dragon Blood Pool" than they did, making them feel as if an invisible hand was constantly slapping them in the face.

The robotic arm pulled Yang Haocheng out of the "Dragon Blood Pool".

Under everyone's gaze, Tang Fei embraced Yang Haocheng, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

"Gentlemen, please leave." A mechanical voice announced.

Let's go!

Tang Fei took a deep breath, picked up Yang Haocheng, and walked outside.

three days later.

Yang Haocheng woke up from his coma.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself on a soft bed surrounded by flowers and plants. The air was filled with the rich spiritual energy of nature and the pleasant fragrance of flowers.

"Where is this?"

How long were you unconscious?

"Could it be that I'm still in the city lord's mansion?"

Yang Haocheng propped himself up on his arms and looked toward the slowly opening crystal door.

"You're awake? How are you feeling?" Old Mo's figure appeared at the door.

"Old Mo..."

Yang Haocheng greeted him respectfully, checked his physical condition, and found it to be excellent, better than ever before.

With sharp eyes and a clear mind, he is full of energy.

He examined his cultivation level and found that he had broken through to the Nine-Star Battle Soldier Realm, and his combat power had even broken through to 9.7.

and many more……

As if he had just thought of something, Yang Haocheng immediately focused his consciousness on his own body.

He "saw" the scene inside his dantian:

The blue rhombus-shaped crystal still floated in the dantian space, emitting a soft, azure light, while the surrounding golden halo continued to rotate slowly.

"Come out! The city lord wants to see you," Elder Mo said with a smile.