A Good Romance
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Everyone had not finished their preparations, and the battle had already ended.
So fast!
No, how could a battle of equals end so quickly? The other must have concealed his cultivation level, and suppressed him with the cultivation level of Dividing Soul Tier.
But when everyone thought carefully, they found that it was not right.
Though everyone cultivated different cultivation techniques, their cultivation level could be seen the moment they attacked. Though it was still a little unclear what cultivation level Feng Dang was at, it was definitely not Dividing Soul Tier. This was certain.
Perhaps the other had the bearing of a king tier, invincible among his peers.
Everyone suppressed the shock in their hearts. After all, they were only a group of sailors, a group of merchants, so how could there possibly be a king tier?
What king tier would run out to be a sailor or a merchant?
"I am Liu Ye, and my cultivation level is also equivalent to the fourth severance. Please enlighten me." On the side of the castle, another young man jumped out.
"I'll go!"
Peng!
The person on Qin Wei's side had just jumped out, and was sent flying with a punch. He was not a match at all.
This time, the people on Qin Wei's side were all moved. Did king tiers appear one after another like this? Looking closely at Feng Dang and Liu Ye, the aptitude of these two really could not be considered very good.
Which king tier did not have exceptional aptitude?
Then, the other was not a king tier, and did not have the advantage of cultivation level, so what right did he have to have stronger battle prowess?
There was only one answer. The cultivation technique they cultivated was too powerful.
Was it really so?
"I am at the Yang Soul Tier, and would like to seek guidance from everyone." A person on Qin Wei's side jumped out, and challenged the side of the castle.
"I am Mo Han." A young man walked out, handsome and spirited, with a kind of might that could subdue others. "Cultivation level equivalent to the fifth severance!"
Fifth severance!
When these two words were spoken, many people on Qin Wei's side showed expressions of bewilderment.
Fifth severance? What fifth severance? Wasn't the fourth severance the limit of the Severing Mundane Tier? How could there be a fifth severance?
But some people also showed expressions of disbelief, so shocked that their scalps were about to explode.
That was a monarch tier!
Ling Han's eyes also lit up, the doubt in his eyes growing stronger. Counting Xiao Jun and the others, that was four monarch tiers.
In the Eastern Celestial Realm, how did monarch tiers come about?
From the population.
Only one monarch tier could be born with a population of billions and trillions, and it was not enough to just have the aptitude of a monarch tier. Without a Celestial King-level reserve, such as the Natural Peach Seal, how could one survive the heavenly tribulation of the fifth severance?
Could it be that there is an Immortal King on this island?
The population was pitifully small but there were actually 4 Emperors. That didn't make sense.
Also, what the hell are their cultivation methods?
Ling Han thought about it carefully and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. He felt as if he had seen these people's moves before, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't match it to any of them.
On the other side, Mo Han was also fighting with Qin Wei's people. Similarly, he solved the problem with one move.
This was very normal. In terms of cultivation level, the fifth severance was equivalent to Yang Soul, and those that could advance into this cultivation level were all monarch tiers, able to surpass two tiers and be invincible. Wasn't that instant victory a very normal thing?
The sparring continued. In a fight of the same level, the castle's side had the absolute advantage. Even if the opponent was weaker by one or two levels, the castle's side could still win. The difference in strength was truly shocking.
The people on Qin Wei's side all lowered their heads, their faces red.
Just then, they were still self-righteous, thinking that the people in the castle were making things up, and that their strength was definitely extremely weak, but when they fought, they found out that they were all fierce men, which naturally made them feel ashamed.
"I really didn't expect everyone's strength, hehe," Xiao Jun said with a smile. He wanted to speak but stopped, but the meaning he wanted to express was clear to everyone.
'You guys are too weak, and you said you would let us experience it, but all of you are weaklings, and none of you can fight.'
These words caused everyone to lower their heads even more.
A hint of mockery flashed across Xiao Jun's eyes, and he continued, "My master has no intention of hiding anything, but I am willing to share the cultivation techniques that we cultivate with everyone."
What?
Hearing these words, everyone raised their heads, all of them in disbelief.
Techniques couldn't be passed on easily. This was an ancient teaching.
Not to mention an outsider, even to one's own people, father and son, the core secret technique couldn't be passed on easily, and they had to confirm that this son was indeed worthy of nurturing. For example, in a great clan, only a few core clansmen could cultivate the highest level cultivation techniques, and the others would have to cultivate slightly lower level ones.
This was the case in any sect, and only a few people, or even only one person, could cultivate the highest level cultivation techniques.
But now, Xiao Jun actually said that he would take out the cultivation techniques that they cultivated and share them with everyone.
Everyone looked at each other, thinking that they had heard wrongly. Was there really such a good person in this world?
"Actually, our cultivation technique is very simple. The most important thing is to borrow strength." Xiao Jun continued, "We believe in a celestial spirit between heaven and earth. As long as we sincerely pray to him during battle, he will bestow us with boundless power."
"Are there any volunteers? We can test it on the spot, and I guarantee that your battle strength will immediately increase by several times, or even ten times."
This caused everyone to dare not believe it. Just by believing in a celestial spirit, one's battle strength could increase by at most ten times.
"I'll do it." A person jumped out. It was fine to believe in him, but if it was useless, he could just stop believing in him in the future.
Xiao Jun smiled and pulled that person over, whispering in his ear for a while.
In just a short while, that person walked onto the stage doubtfully and said, "Little Hai, come and spar with me. My strength is similar to yours, and we often spar. Whether my strength has increased or not, you will be the clearest when I spar with you."
"Okay." Another person jumped out from Qin Wei's side.
The two began to fight, exchanging blows. It was impossible to tell who was stronger and who was weaker.
It was useless.
"Believe in the celestial spirit," Xiao Jun said, his voice slow and unhurried.
That person shivered and muttered something. No one knew what he was saying, but he suddenly became fierce and began to suppress his opponent. Then he became fiercer and fiercer, and his battle strength increased by four or five times.
F * ck, it really worked.
Everyone was shocked speechless. This, this, this, this was even more fierce than eating a celestial pill.
Just believing in a celestial spirit could increase one's battle strength by several times. It was hard to believe, but also incomparably desired.
"Young master Xiao, can I practice such a cultivation technique?"
"Yes, can I as well?"
Quite a few people immediately called out, their expressions incredibly excited.
No wonder there were so many king tiers, emperor tiers, and even quite a few monarch tiers here. So that was how it was.
Xiao Jun showed a smile, and said, "My master has never kept his skills to himself. With the intention of benefiting the world, he is willing to practice a wondrous cultivation technique with everyone."
"Wait!" With a soft shout, Ling Han stood up, and leaped onto the stage. "My hands are also itching, and I wish to spar with everyone."
Just then, he finally recalled why he had felt that the moves of those in the ancient castle were slightly familiar.
He still remembered that when he was in the Ancient Realm, he had once entered a Mystery Realm. There was a mysterious river there, and there were many tribes by the river. These people were all cultivators, but they belonged to a completely different cultivation system.
They did not cultivate Regulations, or rather, they did not cultivate the Regulations of this heaven and earth. The source of their power was that mysterious river.
Ling Han had once tried to trace the source, but could not go. Only Little Gu had gone, and a great battle had even erupted. In the end, Little Gu had returned wounded.
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