Seeing a group of people standing there with doubt, Ye Fan chuckled and said, "I know, in the clan, all of you should be top notch young geniuses."
After all, when the War God was still around, even the Patriarchs had only reached the Awakening Realm and the Awakening Realm.
Although it could be said that ever since the revival of the ancient martial arts, because of the craze, everyone was competing with each other, and their cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds.
However, to be able to reach the Spirit Condensation Realm in a short period of time, a small number of you have reached the Awakening Realm, and there are even two people whose strength has reached the Awakening Realm. This is still something to be proud of.
However, breaking through to the next realm was something that happened in the blink of an eye. It was related to talent, perception, and fortuitous encounters.
And at the same realm, there would be a huge disparity in actual combat prowess.
In terms of cultivation realm, the cultivators of the Ancient Immortal Spirit World would usually only start to cultivate after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage. In other words, only those of you who have reached the Awakening Realm can be considered to have started.
Your little bit of inner force cultivation, if placed in the entire world, is nothing at all …
Don't say that in my eyes, any inner disciple of the Ancient Immortal Spirit World would not even be able to see your cultivation. "
When the group of clan disciples heard this, they immediately revealed conflicted expressions. They had indeed come with the mentality of a "winner".
After all, they were the top disciples of the clan, and their strength was not inferior to some of the elders.
Therefore, all of them were in high spirits, planning to ask the Sword God for advice and increase their strength a little. Then, they would have more face when they returned to the clan.
However, after Ye Fan said this, their cultivation seemed to be not worth mentioning.
"If you meet an opponent with the same inner force cultivation, then your cultivation will cancel each other out and you will not have any advantage."
In that situation, what decides victory and defeat, and even your life and death, is a contest of physical strength.
"A person with a strong body can win, and if he can't win, he can also escape through better physical strength." leaf
Fan Xian said with a smile that was not a smile, "You might not believe me when I say it, but if I don't use my internal energy, all of you here might not even be able to run past a random guard of this base for three thousand meters."
As soon as these words were spoken, the talents of the dozens of clans immediately went into an uproar. All of them revealed an unconvinced expression.
The guards of the swordsman base were not the ones who were carrying out the mission. Their captain was at best a Body Refinement Realm cultivator.
Even if they were warriors from Bahamut, they were not a particularly elite group.
"Sir God of Swords, although you have a large number of experts among your swordsmen, we don't just practice inner force.
Perhaps you do not understand the bloodline innate talent of some of our clans. It is not only our White Tiger clan and the Divine Dragon clan that strengthen our physical fitness.
"For example, the Kui Clan, the Tian Clan, and the Heavenly Dog Clan, the awakening of their bloodlines will strengthen their bodies. It's not something that ordinary humans can compare to," a young man from the White Tiger Clan said seriously.
Fan Xian looked at him and realized that this was one of the Divine Enlightenment Realm cultivators. He asked, "What's your name?"
"Bai Zongze of the White Tiger clan greets Sir God of Swords," Bai Zongze said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
Fan Xian muttered in his heart, he seemed to have some grudges with the Bai Family, but now, all of this was gone.
"Oh, Bai Zongze, how about this … As the representative, go to the entrance of the base and find a guard to come over.
"Pick one and let him run three thousand meters with you. Both of you are not allowed to use your inner force to regulate your breathing, and you are not allowed to use your movement technique. You will know when you see the result."
Bai Zongze frowned. Although he was very unwilling, since the Sword God had spoken, he couldn't refuse.
Zong Ze, go! "Don't be afraid!"
"Choose the most powerful one, don't lose face for us big guys!" Some of the disciples who knew Bai Zongze all urged him.
Bai Zongze nodded his head and ran to the entrance of the swordsman base. He found a tall yellow-skinned man who looked the most vigorous and vigorous.
This man had the strength of the Xiantian Stage, which was already considered high among the guards.
When the guard heard that it was the Sword God's order, they naturally did not dare to disobey.
This guard walked in front of Ye Fan and respectfully knelt down on one knee. "My-Prince!" leaf
Fan Xian smiled and let him stand up, "Someone from Bahamut?"
"Yes, number B1018, belonging to the Sixth Corps commanded by Lord Azazel." the guard replied in a loud voice.
"What's your name? How many years have you been in Bahamut? How old are you? "Ye Fan asked.
"This lowly one's original name is Wang Shan, but for many years overseas, everyone in the corps likes to call me Old Sam. I've been in Bahamut for seven years!" Sam was very excited. After all, he was able to introduce himself to the King of Worship. leaf
Fan Xian nodded, "Alright, Sam, do you remember the rules clearly?"
"Yes!" I can't use inner force, I can only rely on my body to run three thousand meters!
Fan Xian smiled and said, "Don't lose face for the Bahamut brothers, go on."
"Yes sir!" "Divine-Wrath!" Sam walked to the starting line with a face full of fighting spirit.
Bai Zongze frowned. He didn't understand why a thirty-year-old mercenary with a Xiantian cultivation would have the guts to compete with him, a genius of the White Tiger Clan, who was at the Divine Awakening Realm.
He had made up his mind that he had to shake off this Sam and make the Sword God "make a mistake" in front of everyone.
When the two of them arrived at the starting line and were ready, Azazel walked to the side and counted down, "Three, two, one! "Run!"
In an instant, the two of them dashed out from the starting line!
Looking at the backs of the two disappearing figures, Fog Night walked to Ye Fan's side with a smile and said, "Brother Ye Fan, do you really plan on teaching them well? I thought you would just casually deal with it and be done with it. You actually told them about the 'dry goods'? "
"Since I'm here, I naturally have to teach them well. My time is very precious." Ye Fan shrugged and said.
"What a pity..." These little friends don't seem to understand your good intentions. "Fog Night regretfully said.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, looked at Bai Zongze who was gradually running to the front, and said, "It doesn't matter, they will understand."
Fog Night was eager to give it a try, "Do you want me to play as well? Help you be a 'teaching assistant'? "
Ye Fan looked at the girl with a smile that was not a smile, "You're not dressed like this to seduce me, right? Don't worry, I'll give you a chance to play."
"Hmph." Fog Night blinked its coquettish eyes, "Wrong, I'm here to seduce you …"
Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air, suppressed the fire in his heart, and continued to watch the competition.
At this time, after running a lap, Bai Zongze had already opened up a gap of about fifty meters. The youths of the clan cheered and cheered, feeling that victory was in their grasp.
Sam, on the other hand, maintained a measured speed, a standard breathing rhythm, and a firm gaze. He was not disturbed at all.
At the end of the second lap, Bai Zongze's breathing became more and more hurried. He discovered that the distance between him and Sam was only about thirty meters?
Just as he was about to use his inner force to adjust his physiological functions, he remembered that he couldn't use his inner force. Bai Zongze could only endure his exhaustion and run while gritting his teeth.
In the last lap, Sam suddenly started to exert his strength. Although his speed wasn't much faster than at the beginning, it had already surpassed Bai Zongze's speed!
When the group of clan disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but be dumbstruck. They all became nervous and couldn't believe that Sam still had the physical strength to accelerate?
Bai Zongze gasped for breath as he ran with all his might against the wind. Sam, on the other hand, was chasing closely behind him, getting closer and closer …
Finally! The two of them had crossed the finish line!
Aziz looked at his watch, "Bai Zongze 7 minutes 30 seconds, Sam 7 minutes 31 seconds, Bai Zongze wins."
"Phew!" Hu hu! "— —" Bai Zongze rested his hands on his knees, sweating profusely as he continuously swallowed his saliva.
Sam, who was behind him, dragged his tired body and barely managed to walk in front of Ye Fan. He said in shame, "King …" I'm ashamed of your expectations, I've lost … "leaf
Fan Xian shook his head and patted Sam's shoulder, "It doesn't matter, it's not like it's a life and death battle. It's just running, just do your best. You can circulate your energy to recuperate."
On the other side, the group of clan disciples heard that although Bai Zongze had won, it was hard to describe the joy of victory with this one second gap.
They couldn't believe that Bai Zongze, who was at the Divine Enlightenment Realm, was actually on par with a Xiantian realm guard?
One had to know that Bai Zongze was already one of the top figures among them. If it was anyone else, they would probably lose to Sam!
Fan Xian looked at the dejected Bai Zongze and the group of clan disciples with complicated expressions, and said with a smile, "Now, do you still feel that your physical fitness has the advantage?
If your cultivation is the same, all of you are actually pitifully weak. I can randomly choose a few people with the same cultivation as you from INFERNO, and they might be able to fight one against two, one against three, or even more.
"Because, your speed does not have the advantage, and your stamina does not have the advantage. As long as you fight in a tug-of-war, your bodies will not be able to hold on first."
Everyone had complicated expressions on their faces. Although they were unwilling, the facts spoke louder than words.
"Sir God of Swords, if you want to use this method to beat us up and make us start from the basics, then I think you are a bit biased."
Three thousand paths lead to the same destination. We might not be as strong as these mercenaries who have been out on missions all year round.
But if they really fought, skills, moves, adaptability, and even bloodline talent, weren't these the key to victory or defeat?
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