In order to condense a flood dragon's form and spirit, one must at least reach the Qi Soul Realm. True Qi and Martial Spirit fused together and the True Qi was like a spirit and spirit.
Chu Yang was able to do it now. Lee Yu's heart was turned upside down, as if the end of the world had arrived. He could not believe it.
"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible. He is only at the 6th level of the Origin Martial Realm. If he can do it, how can he condense a flood dragon?"
"Is it because of the elixir? This little sheep will explode when it eats the elixir, just like in the library."
Lee Yu's thoughts were in a mess. He found such a ridiculous reason, and now he could only understand it from the elixir.
Chu Yang naturally did not have such ability, but it was caused by the formation of the flood dragon Martial Spirit.
The Azure Dragon Elixir in his body transformed into a strange power and surged into his consciousness. The vague flood dragon in his consciousness became more and more condensed and clear. It had turned from an illusion into a real existence, similar to a Martial Spirit, but it was still a little bit lacking.
"There is no more Azure Dragon Elixir!"
Failure at the last minute, Chu Yang was somewhat anxious and shouted.
Azure Dragon Elixir!
Lee Yu was startled and quickly searched in his storage ring, but immediately gave up. Azure Dragon Elixir was something that only the Zhao Family had. Besides the Azure Dragon School, only the direct descendants of the Zhao Family could have the Azure Dragon Elixir. Moreover, the direct descendants of the family were forbidden to give the Azure Dragon Elixir to others.
So, how could he have the Azure Dragon Elixir?
Lee Yu wanted to help but could not.
"Genius Martial Spirit!"
Chu Yang used the Genius Martial Spirit to find a solution. He immediately thought of a possibility.
The Sword Heart Heavenly Flame fell into the hands of the genius martial spirit while the Sword Spirit fell into the hands of the idiot martial spirit. They became the Yin and Yang points. The unformed flood dragon was between the two of them. It looked like the shape of a dragon that separated the Yin and Yang.
The Genius Martial Spirit moved, while the Fool Martial Spirit was affected. The two were like Yin and Yang colliding. Black and white Qi appeared and shrouded the Fool Martial Spirit. Soon after, nothing could be seen clearly. Soon after, a dragon's roar was heard.
When Chu Yang saw it, he saw a Tai Chi diagram with four Martial Spirits. The flood dragon Martial Spirit had already been born.
"Haha, it's done, it's actually done!"
Chu Yang laughed in ecstasy. "I'll take part in the Academy Tournament. If I don't take first place, there's no justice in this world."
Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly. He jumped up as if he had been caught peeking at the auntie next door taking a shower. "Uncle Li, can you make some noise when you walk?"
Pa!
Lee Yu slapped him on the head and asked angrily, "Little sheep, you shouted so loudly just now, where did the Green Dragon Pill come from?"
"I picked it up, picked it up!" Chu Yang was sweating profusely. Now that the matter had been exposed, there was a huge problem.
"Little sheep, it's time for you to return my pills."
Lee Yu stretched out her hand in front of Chu Yang.
"Uncle Li, what do you think we need to share?"
"I don't think so!" Lee Yu snatched the Eighteen Styles of the Flood Dragon from Chu Yang's hands. This was his purpose. He wanted to see what was so strange about this Eighteen Styles of the Flood Dragon.
"Uncle Li, you can't do this!"
Lee Yu squinted his eyes. "Didn't you just say that what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours?"
"… …"
Chu Yang was speechless. Lee Yu laughed in his heart. He took the Eighteen Styles of the Flood Dragon and walked away.
"Uncle Li, you should be able to guess that I killed Zhao Yunhu."
Killing Zhao Yunhu, the Zhao Clan had made such a big deal out of it. It was impossible for Lee Yu to not know. But why didn't he say anything? His meaning was very obvious. Just now, he was reminding himself: Don't be complacent and let others get hold of your weakness.
"Before I reach the Qi Soul Realm, I should be more cautious."
Roar!
Chu Yang suppressed these distracting thoughts, and started to cultivate again. A dragon's roar burst out from his body as soon as he moved. The Real Qi surged out of his body, and condensed into a flood dragon. It drilled out of his body, and coiled around his body.
Pa!
He stretched out his hand and the air made a 'chi chi' sound as if a piece of rag was cut open.
Chu Yang couldn't help but reveal a smile. He had actually cultivated the 《Eighteen Styles of the Flood Dragon》 to such an extent. If the Eighteen Styles of the Flood Dragon was only a martial art of the Origin Martial Realm, then he would have at least cultivated it to the Pure Passion Realm.
Beginner's Door, Small Success, Higher Attainment, Pure Passion, and Great Acme. Although there were only five realms in martial techniques, the difference between each realm was very big. It would take a very long time to practice a martial technique to the Higher Attainment level, let alone a martial technique of the Qi Soul level. However, Chu Yang was different. With the help of the Destiny Twins martial spirit, he could practice for a day as much as others who practiced for a hundred days or more.
Similarly, many people were worried about biting off more than they could chew when cultivating multiple martial arts. But he didn't have such worries.
However, the more he knew, the more he felt weak and the more unsatisfied he felt.
The day passed and the night descended. The next day, when the sun broke through the clouds and shone on the ground, the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution welcomed a new day. The entire Coiling Dragon Martial Institution was filled with a tense atmosphere. Many of the martial institution's disciples were eager to give it a try, but they were also extremely nervous.
On this day, the Coiling Dragon Martial Institution's Grand Tournament had officially begun.
The Coiling Dragon Martial Institution's Grand Tournament was attended by all the disciples. There were at least a thousand of them. Even the weaker disciples had signed up to accumulate experience and prepare for the upcoming Grand Tournament.
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