Frantically Raising Skill Levels
It was impossible to obtain points from missions.
There was only fighting!
Fighting was a challenge to the entire Shendi College, and all kinds of experts could appear.
However …
Big Head Sun's explanation was not clear.
Long Fei was a newcomer, and also a Odd Job Disciple. According to the standards of the Martial Arts Competition, only first year disciples and new students could fight, and as for the higher year disciples, they could not fight.
This was the rule!
The reason why Big Head Sun did not explain it clearly was because he wanted Long Fei to retreat.
Because …
It was basically impossible to get a thousand points in the Martial Arts Competition.
Long Fei was indeed strong, able to crush a second stage Crazy Immortal disciple, but these guardian disciples were only slightly better than them, and were not the true main force.
The arena was filled with battle fanatics, and they were all elites.
Back at his residence.
Liu Ba did not appear again.
Long Fei laid on the bed, thinking about what would happen next, "Fighting is my only path right now, I must change my identity, otherwise I will be trapped here until I die."
Thinking about the matter of the Drogon Area, and the Dragon Head Universe Map kept appearing in his mind, the disappearance of the Long Family Rankers, what kind of secret was the Tong Tian Immortal Palace hiding?
Thinking of this, Long Fei couldn't help it.
"More than four years have passed, and there are still more than five years left for the mission to find the Dragons. In these five years, I must find the Drogon Area and find the Dragons. I want to see what secrets they are hiding." Long Fei clenched his fists tightly.
Following that.
He got up and walked into the small forest at the back of the mountain. The idea moved, "god's devil space!"
Bedevilment.
"Shua!"
Long Fei entered the god's devil space, the idea sank, and said: "Ancestor, open the ninth floor for me."
Yan Huang Ancestor shook his head: "You really are a madman."
"god's bone taboo, fifth level!"
"Open!"
After Long Fei entered the god's devil space's ninth floor, he instantly opened the god's bone taboo. Even though he was currently at the sixth grade of spirit immortal, he could not withstand the powerful backlash of the ninth floor.
"fifth level peerless!"
"Ding!"
"Proficiency + 13"
Once Wushuang was activated, the energy in Long Fei's body started to boil. At the same time, he deleted some of the techniques in the skill column. These techniques could no longer be kept up in Sengoku.
"Gravity Blade."
"Ten Thousand Jin Slash!"
"dragon salyer technique, dragon chop."
"Ding!"
"Limitless Sword Dao!"
"Nine Knives Stream, Asura."
"Domineering!"
"Ding!"
"Comprehension failed."
"Domineering!"
"Comprehension failed …"
Long Fei didn't stop. Since he couldn't level up, the only way for him to improve his skills was to increase the level of his skills. The higher the skill's level, the stronger its damage would be.
Since he had decided to fight, then he would prepare wholeheartedly!
For three consecutive days, besides eating and resting for four hours, Long Fei had been cultivating his cultivation technique.
Once the Sky Devil Order's time was up, he would return to his original self to cultivate.
He cultivated crazily.
In these three days, he was like a madman.
Seeing how Long Fei was going all out, Sun Datou also handed over everything to others. Since Long Fei had chosen to fight, he would do his best to support him.
"Bring honor to our Odd Job Department!"
"Young Master Long, you must do your best."
"Let them see that the disciples of our Odd Job Department are not trash."
… ….
Everyone held a breath in their hearts.
On the fifth day.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for cultivating the skill 'dragon salyer technique' to the Great Perfection Stage!"
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for cultivating the skill 'Mountain-hit Fist' to the Great Perfection Stage."
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for levelling up the skill 'Holy Sword 81 Moves'. Current Level: 5."
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for levelling up the skill 'Limitless Sword Dao'. Current Level: 4."
"Ding!"
… ….
A series of notifications rang out.
Every single skill, as long as it could be used, Long Fei would level up.
"Huff …"
Long Fei kept the dragon salyer, the idea moved in his heart, and asked: "Ancestor, how has the training of the Yin Soldiers been going?"
While Long Fei was cultivating, the ancestor was not idle either.
He had promised to help Long Fei train the Yin Soldiers, so he would definitely do it.
Yan Huang Ancestor said: "The resources are limited, but we are still able to train ten Yin Soldiers of the Hollow Immortal Stage. In addition, the lowest level of the other Yin Soldiers have all stepped into the Spirit Immortal Stage."
Long Fei said: "Ancestor, can I use it?"
Yan Huang Ancestor said: "Of course you can, as long as you give the order, all the Yin Soldiers will listen to your orders."
Long Fei became excited.
This was Shendi College, a gathering place for geniuses. Long Fei himself was not confident that he could win all the way, and he could not summon the troll in the fighting arena.
The Yin Soldiers were his best helpers.
Of course.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, Long Fei would not use it.
Long Fei walked out of the small forest. All of Sun Datou's Odd Job Disciples were waiting for him in the courtyard.
"Have you decided?" Sun Datou asked.
Long Fei nodded his head heavily.
Sun Datou said excitedly: "Alright, since you've decided, then do it. We will definitely cheer for you."
Fan Tong said: "Young Master Long, do your best!"
The army and the many Odd Job Disciples said, "Young Master Long, do your best!"
After a period of contact, Long Fei had become their hope.
An unreachable dream.
A Odd Job Disciple's dream to become an official disciple.
They had placed all of their hopes on Long Fei, and in the past few years in Shendi College, they, the Odd Job Disciples, had always been looked down upon.
But no one knew how much effort they had put in.
No one knew what would happen to Shendi College if it wasn't for their daily cleaning.
No one knew about them.
It was just like the forgotten Southern Tianyu.
How many people in the God's Martial Continent knew about Southern Tianyu?
How many people knew about the Long Family?
Long Fei fought for himself, for the Odd Job Disciple Department, for Southern Tianyu, and for the Long Family.
Long Fei clenched his fists tightly, and said: "I will definitely win!"
"To the fighting arena!"
The group of people walked towards the fighting arena.
… ….
In another place.
Enforcement Court, in Nineteen's small courtyard.
He was truly sitting cross-legged, with three thin swords floating around his body. He cultivated the Sword Spirit Immortal Root, and the three swords were like three lives.
Suddenly.
A buzzing sound came from one of the swords.
Shua!
It disappeared.
It was also at this time that a disciple walked in from the courtyard entrance. That disciple anxiously walked in front of Nineteen. He did not know that there was a thin sword floating at the back of his head.
It was completely silent.
As long as Nineteen's idea moved, that thin sword would pierce through his head.
Kill without a trace!
This was Nineteen's sword, the Invisible Sword.
"Reporting to Principal, Long Fei has gone to the fighting arena."
Nineteen's eyes slightly opened, the corner of her mouth curled up, and she laughed: "Finally gone?"
"It's about time."
"If he can't even obtain the status of an official disciple, how can he complete the great undertaking of Primacron's plan?"
"Long Fei!"
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