Supreme rank martial skill, Nine Abyss Dragon Fist.
Among the martial skills that Long Yu knew, low rank martial skills were the most common. Middle rank martial skills and high rank martial skills were stronger than low rank martial skills.
As for supreme rank martial skills, they were already the strongest martial skills he had ever seen. For example, Feng Yun's Sky Wave Crossing and the various supreme rank martial skills that the core disciples of the various sects were qualified to cultivate.
Moreover, Long Yu had never heard of a Supreme-Grade Martial Skill above Transcendent Grade Martial Skills!
One could imagine how powerful the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist was.
"The Nine Abyss Dragon Fist is divided into two skills. Right now, I can only cultivate the first skill, which is called 'Drunk Lying in the Yellow Springs'. As for the second skill, 'Awakening Samsara', I should have to wait until the next awakening of the Nine Abyss Dragon Seal. "
Long Yu thought in his heart and then frowned.
In the information that the Nine Abyss Dragon Seal had sent him, the Drunk Lying in the Yellow Springs was a supreme rank martial skill, but there was no introduction to the Awakening Samsara.
"The second skill is always stronger than the first skill. Otherwise, I wouldn't be unable to cultivate it with my current cultivation. However, could it be that there are other levels above supreme rank martial skills? "
Long Yu thought for a while but couldn't come up with any results, so he could only give up.
No matter what, everything would be clear when the time came. Right now, he only needed to cultivate the first skill of the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist, Drunk Lying in the Yellow Springs.
"The Nine Abyss Dragon Fist transforms the profound energy in the body into the Nine Abyss Qi. Every punch will carry the swiftness and fierceness of the Nine Abyss Dragon. Not only is it extremely fast, but it is also extremely powerful."
Long Yu pondered over the introduction of the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist and began to circulate his profound energy according to the instructions.
The most important and basic step in cultivating the Nine Abyss Dragon Fist was to transform the profound energy in the body into the Nine Abyss Qi.
To normal Martial Cultivators, this was absolutely impossible. Only those who possessed the Nine Underworld Dragon Seal could do this.
The Nine Abyss Qi was an aura that came from the deepest part of the earth.
Now, Long Yu knew that when Feng Yun punched the Nine Abyss Dragon Seal, he was severely injured because he was attacked by the Nine Abyss Qi.
It was a pity that Long Yu couldn't control the Nine Nether Qi at that time, so Feng Yun's injuries weren't serious. In just a month or two, he had completely recovered and even stepped into the ninth stage of the Martial Dao.
"The energy of the Nine Underworlds comes from the Yellow Springs and enters the cycle of reincarnation. It contains the two extremes of life and death. If I can completely comprehend the energy of the Netherworld, then I can attempt to comprehend the concept of life and death! "
Long Yu's eyes flashed. Unfortunately, he was still very far away from that level.
Even if he transformed the Ninth Hell Energy from the profound energy within his body, he could only utilize it and not comprehend it, let alone condense it himself.
Only when he was able to condense the Netherworld Qi would he be able to begin comprehending the Life and Death Concept!
"The first technique of the Nine Underworlds Dragon Fist, the posture is like a drunkard lying in the Yellow Springs, walking between life and death, deciding life and death with one punch, suppressing the Yellow Springs!"
Long Yu channeled the profound qi in his body into the Nine You Dragon Seal according to the introduction of the Nine You Dragon Fist. Immediately after, a strand of Nine You Qi came out from the Nine You Dragon Seal and spread throughout his body.
"Drunken Yellow Springs, condense!"
Long Yu clenched his right fist tightly. Immediately, a sparse wave of Nine You Qi condensed on his fist, causing his fist to be covered with a layer of blurry black mist. It looked dense and domineering.
Immediately after, Long Yu punched out. The Nine You Qi condensed and did not dissipate. It actually shook the surrounding air and a terrifying airflow swept out.
"With the Nine You Dragon Seal on my body, I can actually use the Nine You Dragon Fist at will. However, the Nine You Dragon Fist is only at the beginner level."
Long Yu thought.
Any martial skill would only be able to display its true power when it reached the Small Success Stage or even the Large Success Stage. Once it reached the peak, it would undergo a transformation. If it was truly cultivated to the Perfection Stage, its power would be terrifying and unpredictable.
The first technique of the Nine You Dragon Fist, Drunken Yellow Springs, was naturally the same.
"When I reach the Small Success Stage, Drunken Yellow Springs can double my speed and strength. With the two hundred thousand jin of strength I have after activating the Nine You Dragon Seal, I can defeat an ordinary ninth stage Martial Dao expert with a casual punch!"
A strong sense of confidence emerged in Long Yu's eyes. Only at this moment did he finally feel a sense of security.
In this world where martial arts were respected and strength was dignity, the ninth stage of the Martial Dao was already standing at the peak of mortals. As for the realm above the ninth stage of the Martial Dao, the realm of condensing the True Spirit was the world of sects and imperial families. It had long since exceeded the imagination of mortals.
"If I reach the Large Success Stage of Drunken Yellow Springs, I can simulate the Yellow Springs Road with a single punch, making the opponent feel death and intimidating their mind!"
Long Yu made up his mind. In the next four days, he would cultivate the Drunken Yellow Springs to the Large Success Stage. That way, even if he faced Feng Yun, he would have the confidence to win.
If he wanted his opponent to feel death, he had to try death first. Only in this way would he be able to maximize the power of the Drunken Yellow Springs.
However, Long Yu's feelings towards death had long since become incomparably deep. In his previous life, he had faced death hundreds of times and had long since become indifferent to life and death!
Previously, in the memories of the Nine You Dragon Seal that Long Yu had awakened, even the people of the "Descendant of the Dragon" tribe had to go out and train for a long period of time in order to comprehend the Nine You Dragon Fist. They had to experience countless life and death situations before they could finally succeed.
But now, when Long Yu recalled the various experiences of his previous life, he had actually made rapid progress in the cultivation of the Drunken Yellow Springs.
Four days later, Drunken Yellow Springs stepped into the Large Success Stage.
A casual punch from Long Yu could simulate the Yellow Springs Road, allowing the aura of the Nine Nether to envelop the opponent and intimidate the opponent's mind!
In addition, a single punch had the strength of more than four hundred horses. Even Feng Yun, who was at the ninth level of the Martial Dao, would definitely not be able to withstand it.
"However, this Nine You Dragon Fist is my strongest trump card. Unless it's absolutely necessary, it's best not to use it in front of others."
Long Yu knew the principle of hiding his strength. If he didn't need to use the Nine You Dragon Fist to defeat his opponent, he would definitely not use it.
Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?
At this time, the previously agreed upon seven days had finally passed.
"It's time to challenge the 108th ranked core disciple, He Renyi."
Long Yu got up and finally walked out of the bamboo house.
… …
Zhentian Clan, Martial Arts Arena.
The Martial Arts Arena was a place used by the Zhentian Clan for disciples to spar with each other. In addition, the battles between inner disciples and core disciples were also held here.
Normally, not many people would come to the Martial Arts Arena because it was located at the peak of the second highest mountain in the Heaven Suppressing Mountain Range. Ordinary martial cultivators would have to spend a lot of effort to climb up.
However, today, the Martial Arts Arena was a boiling cauldron of voices. There were actually thousands of Zhentian Clan disciples here!
This was because there were a total of three people who were going to challenge a core disciple. One of them was going to challenge the 10th ranked core disciple, Feng Yun!
The top ten core disciples had not changed for more than half a year. This time, would the challenger succeed?
Other than that, Long Yu and an inner disciple, Ling Han, were challenging the 108th and 107th ranked core disciples respectively, attracting many people's attention.
Of course, many people were here to watch Long Yu make a fool of himself. On the other hand, many people had high hopes for Ling Han.
After all, Ling Han had established some prestige among the inner disciples, unlike Long Yu, who had offended many people the moment he arrived at the Zhentian Clan. In the end, he lived with the Black and White Elders and basically did not have much interaction with other Zhentian Clan disciples.
Under everyone's expectant gaze, a cold man in white walked into the entrance of the Martial Arts Arena.
"Yang Tiancuo, the 13th ranked core disciple, he's here!"
"It's indeed Yang Tiancuo. Today, he's going to challenge the 10th ranked Feng Yun!"
"He has been in the 13th position for nearly a year. I'm afraid he has enough confidence to challenge Feng Yun this time."
"That's not necessarily true. In the past, Feng Yun was only in the eighth stage of the Martial Path, yet he was able to step into the tenth ranked core disciple. Now that he has advanced to the ninth stage of the Martial Path, his strength is even stronger. I'm afraid his true strength is comparable to the top five core disciples. "
"You're underestimating the top five core disciples. Which one of the top five isn't an expert that has condensed a True Spirit? Just Feng Yu, who is only in the ninth stage of the Martial Path, wants to fight with them? "
In the fighting arena, there was a hubbub of voices as everyone discussed animatedly!
However, the cold man in white, Yang Tiancuo, who had walked into the Martial Arts Arena did not seem to hear the voices of others. He calmly walked towards the center of the Martial Arts Arena.
When he reached the center, he raised his head and looked in a certain direction.
"Feng Yun, I'm here."
Yang Tiancuo's voice was cold as he challenged Feng Yun, who had arrived earlier.
"Hahahaha!"
A burst of arrogant laughter came from the Spectator Stand. Following this laughter, a man in white walked towards the center of the Martial Arts Arena.
Although the man was laughing maniacally, his figure was incomparably graceful, like an elegant gentleman, not the slightest bit disgusting.
He was Feng Yun.
Ever since he was sent flying by Long Yu at the entrance of the Martial Skill Pavilion, he had been invaded by the Nine Hell Qi and suffered internal injuries. He had to rest for two months to fully recover.
At this moment, he had already stepped into the ninth stage of the Martial Path, and his strength had reached a whole new level.
"Trash, Long Yu, I'll tear you into pieces."
Feng Yun was furious when he thought of the pain he had gone through in the past two months. However, he did not show any of his anger on the surface. Instead, he smiled elegantly.
At this moment, Long Yu, whom Feng Yun wanted to tear into pieces, was with Ling Han, watching the battle from a corner of the Martial Arts Arena.
"The tenth core disciple, Feng Yun. It's rare to see him normally."
Ling Han squinted his eyes as he looked at the Martial Arts Arena.
"Just in time to see how much his strength has changed after stepping into the ninth stage of the Martial Path."
Long Yu nodded.
If Feng Yun's strength was the same as he was a month ago at the entrance of the Martial Skill Pavilion, Long Yu was sure that Feng Yun would not be his opponent.
However, now that Feng Yun had stepped into the ninth stage of the Martial Path, he was definitely much stronger than before.
Yang Tiancuo and Feng Yun, two men in white, the former cold and the latter elegant, formed a sharp contrast.
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