Jiang Changkong went to kill the Star Demon again. He didn't even eat the Star Demon meat.
However, there were more important things to do next. He had to increase his strength first.
They killed until three o 'clock in the afternoon before stopping.
Essence, Qi, Spirit, 1550
Without any hesitation, Zhang Xuan used a thousand points and added them to the Art of Bronze Skin Metal Bone, raising it to Minor Accomplishment.
This martial art was his foundation and also the guarantee of his life.
Only by continuously improving the [Bronze Skin Iron Bone] could he run amok and crush all others of the same level.
His Bronze Skin Metal Bone Art had been strengthened, and his strength had naturally broken through to the mid-stage of the Nebula Realm.
His Astral Power increased, his five senses became stronger, and his force patterns became thicker.
His defense power had also increased. Early-stage nebula clouds couldn't hurt him anymore.
Jiang Changkong: middle nebula
[Low-Rank Middle-Grade Martial Arts:]
[Bronze Skin Iron Bone Skill: Initial Success 1/4000]
Tai Chi Scripture: Beginner 1/1000
Traceless Three Blades: Beginner 1/1000
Essence, energy, and spirit: 550
Feeling his own strength, Jiang Changkong was slightly satisfied.
Now, he was confident he could beat a mid-stage nebula cultivator.
Although only the Art of Bronze Skin and Iron Bone had been strengthened, his astral power and strength were universal.
The other two martial arts had also indirectly improved.
"Martial arts are divided into low, medium, high, and peak. There are also high, medium, and low levels."
Jiang Changkong muttered.
Iron Mantle leveled up and became low-tier Bronze Skin Iron Bones.
From the looks of it, they corresponded to the three realms of Star Qi, Star Cloud, and Star Sea.
What if it reached the Intermediate level?
What would the Taiji Sutra and the Traceless Three Strokes be like when they reached the intermediate level?
In fact, in the future, he might even reach the pinnacle of the Advanced level …
Jiang Changkong shook his head. It was very far away.
Jiang Changkong stared at Wu Jun. Seeing that Wu Jun had left, Jiang Changkong secretly followed after him.
This time, he was smart. He turned on his phone and prepared to record the evidence.
As long as you have this evidence, you want to make me a scapegoat?
If I kill you, you deserve it!
Jiang Changkong followed Wu Jun away from the crowd. When he saw Wu Jun hiding in the weeds, he quietly switched on his phone.
Not long after, two figures with sharp swords in their hands came side by side.
"Brother Zhou Wen, let's forget about the grudge between you and Wu Jun."
Li Yuantong said as he walked.
Zhou Wen remained silent.
Li Yuantong continued, "As long as you push all the blame onto Jiang Changkong, Senior Zhang Hua will guarantee your graduation. In the future, when Senior Zhang Hua gains a foothold outside, he can also help you. "
"So much nonsense," Zhou Wen glanced at him and said coldly, "Changkong risked his life to save me, so how could I frame him? It's fine if Wu Jun keeps his mouth shut about this matter, but if he dares to mess around, I'll definitely report it to the principal. "
Li Yuantong's face darkened. "Don't be so shameless. Who do you think you are? Do you really think that Ying Yanxue will like you?"
Zhou Wen's expression remained unchanged as he said coldly, "You don't have to worry about it."
Li Yuantong threatened, "You better think this through. Your injuries haven't healed yet. The people who died here were all killed by the Star Demon."
Zhou Wen's expression turned cold as he retreated. "You dare to kill me? Senior Ji Ziling is not far away. "
"This place is quite a distance away from them."
Li Yuantong smiled coldly and stabbed out with his sword. Starlight bloomed. "I never thought that you would return alive."
"How dare you!"
Zhou Wen roared and slashed his sword across the sky. Starlight shone brightly as the golden sword ray sliced through the sky.
Boom!
The two swords collided and the astral power spread everywhere. The surrounding weeds were crushed and the soil was sent flying.
The astral power surged in all directions and both of them staggered back.
As Zhou Wen retreated, he swung his sword to deflect the aftershock.
"Die!"
Wu Jun, who had been hiding for a long time, finally came out. He leaped into the air and pointed his sword at Zhou Wen's back.
At this point, he couldn't let Zhou Wen live.
"Wu Jun!"
Zhou Wen's expression changed and his heart sank. The aftershock had yet to dissipate and the killing intent had arrived. This time, he would be severely injured even if he didn't die.
The weeds swayed and a figure pounced towards Wu Jun's sword.
There's someone else?
Wu Jun was shocked but when he saw who it was, he smiled. "Jiang Changkong, you're courting death."
Great, I don't have to wait until I return to the city to solve this problem!
"Changkong …"
Zhou Wen hurriedly called out to stop him.
Jiang Changkong didn't have time to explain. The Tai Chi Diagram appeared in his palm.
The Yin Yang Fish rotated slightly and met Wu Jun's sword.
The astral power shot out in all directions and was deflected by eighty percent.
Astral power surged from his palm and he grabbed the sword.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing could be heard, but the sharp sword couldn't hurt Wu Jun at all.
"How is this possible?" Wu Jun's eyes widened in disbelief.
His sword was caught by Chen Fan and he didn't even get a scratch?
"Brother Wen, leave this to me. I won't let you go."
After Jiang Changkong finished speaking, he directly rushed towards Wu Jun.
He could tell that the sword was only an inferior-grade second-stage sword.
If it was an intermediate-grade second-stage sword, it should have made him feel some pain.
But he didn't feel anything. The sword couldn't hurt him.
Zhou Wen was shocked, but it wasn't the time to talk.
Seeing that Chen Fan was strong enough to deal with Wu Jun, Chen Fan didn't say anything else and pounced at Li Yuantong.
Wu Jun's heart sank. The sword light flashed again and the crimson Sword Qi slashed down.
Protected by the Tai Chi Diagram, Jiang Changkong wasn't afraid at all. The astral power in his body surged at the same time.
Although he had just reached the mid-stage of the nebula, he had practiced three martial arts, so his astral power was three times stronger than others of the same level!
Even though Wu Jun had been in the mid-stage of the nebula for a long time, he was still far inferior to Chen Fan.
Astral power and Force Print burst out at the same time. His fist was restrained and there was no wind, as if it was an ordinary punch.
Only a Taiji diagram that seemed both real and illusory seemed extraordinary.
Boom!
The fist fell and the crimson Sword Qi was annihilated. The huge force mixed with the powerful astral power hit the sword.
Bang!
Pfft!
Under the immense force, the webbing between Wu Jun's thumb and forefinger ruptured, causing him to lose his grip on his sword. Feeling as though he had been struck by a heavy hammer, Wu Jun spurted a mouthful of blood.
"You're in the mid-stage of the nebula …"
Wu Jun couldn't believe it. He was only at the peak of astral power before.
How long had it been? He had already reached the mid-stage of the Nebula Realm?
Jiang Changkong didn't answer and attacked again.
Clang!
Pfft!
With a single punch, blood splattered everywhere. His body staggered and his sword trembled.
Then, he punched again. Astral power burst out and the fist force passed through the sword to Zhou Wen's body.
Crack!
"Argh …"
The sound of bones breaking was heard. The sword fell and Wu Jun screamed in pain.
"Wu Jun!"
Li Yuantong yelled anxiously.
"Take care of yourself first." Zhou Wen sneered and clung to Li Yuantong.
Li Yuantong's heart was filled with anxiety. His originally perfect plan had not only failed, but he might even die here.
He wanted to escape, but Zhou Wen wasn't weak either. Even if he hadn't fully recovered from his injuries, holding him back was enough.
Bang!
One punch after another, Wu Jun couldn't fight back at all.
They were both in the mid-stage of the nebula. Even though Jiang Changkong had just broken through, he could still defeat people of the same level.
He was confident that he could even kill a late-stage nebula cultivator.
Jiang Changkong punched again and the astral power and fist force went into Wu Jun's body.
Crack, crack …
A series of explosions rang out, and all the bones in Wu Jun's body broke. He turned into a pile of mush and fell to the ground.
After dealing with Wu Jun, Jiang Changkong turned around and pounced at Li Yuantong.
Li Yuantong panicked and said hurriedly,
"I'm Senior Zhang Hua's man. Senior Zhang Hua is a super genius. The school … Pfft!"
Before he finished, Jiang Changkong's fist had already landed and Li Yuantong was sent flying.
Blood splashed. Zhou Wen was stunned, but Jiang Changkong didn't. He pounced at Li Yuantong without hesitation.
There was no wind when he punched. It looked ordinary, but it contained the essence of restraint.
Pfft!
Blood spurted out again. Li Yuantong was seriously injured and couldn't fight back at all.
One punch after another, Jiang Changkong didn't hold back at all. He dispersed the astral power before it was released.
"Changkong, he'll die if you keep hitting him," Zhou Wen said.
"Are you going to keep him alive to harm us?" Jiang Changkong frowned.
Zhou Wen said, "Then kill him."
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