Ye Futian didn't look at Wang Yuqing. He was still observing this independent space.
There was no Spiritual Qi in the Martial Arts Battlefield, only martial arts fate. Martial arts fate was everywhere.
Although the cultivators who entered the Martial Arts Battlefield were in the same plane, they could only use the Spiritual Qi in their bodies to fight and seize the martial arts fate in the battlefield at the same time.
The Spiritual Qi in their bodies would be used up, but the martial arts fate they seized could be used to continue fighting.
This was the rule of the Martial Arts Battlefield. Some people said that the Martial Arts Battlefield might not be real and that it was just an illusory realm created by the sages, so it was impossible to tell the real from the fake. Some people also said that the Martial Arts Battlefield was real and everything was real. It was just that the sages used special abilities to create this training battlefield.
The Martial Arts Battlefield was extremely vast. There were nine levels and the deeper they went, the more powerful the martial arts fate would be.
At the moment, the disciples of the Top Three Schools had already spread out and started to seize the martial arts fate.
Among the disciples of the Top Three Schools, many had been here last year, so they were very familiar with the Martial Arts Battlefield. Long Mu, for example, had a sharp expression on his face. This time, he definitely had to step into the seventh level of the Martial Arts Battlefield. Next year, when his cultivation level improved, he would challenge the glory that his father had once created and go to the ninth level.
"Let's go," Ye Futian said. As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Wind Eagle spread its wings and flew. Four people stood on the back of the Black Wind Eagle. This way, they could save energy.
This level of the Martial Arts Battlefield was like a barren city. They kept moving forward and caught up with the disciples of the Top Three Schools.
In front of them, many silhouettes appeared. These silhouettes were like illusions, giving off a surreal feeling, as if they could disappear at any time. They wore silver armor and held long spears in their hands. Martial arts fate surrounded them, giving off an unparalleled aura, as if they were nobles.
"In the Martial Arts Battlefield, all living creatures are martial arts fate and can be seized," Loulan Xue said. In front of them, the disciples of the Top Three Schools had already killed their way into the crowd and a great battle had started.
Those with powerful cultivations could sweep through everything, and no one could stop them. Those with weaker cultivations would find it difficult to even take a step forward.
In front of Ye Futian and the others, a silver-armored army also appeared. Martial arts fate filled the sky and gathered into a terrifying force.
"Seize separately. Try not to consume as much as possible before reaching the fifth level of the Martial Arts Battlefield," Ye Futian said. There were nine levels in the Martial Arts Battlefield, and the creatures on each level were different in strength. The higher one went, the stronger they would be. Therefore, the higher the level, the higher the chance of reaching the end.
They were all in the Middle Arcana Plane now. Ye Futian had set his goal. Before entering the fifth level of the Martial Arts Battlefield, he would try his best not to waste the Spiritual Qi in his body.
Four figures flew out from the back of the Black Wind Condor.
In front of them, the Silver-Armored Army's spears pierced through the air. Their martial arts fate actually transformed into an extremely powerful murderous aura. The aura was astonishing, as if they were nobles attacking and piercing through everything.
These spirits gave Ye Futian the feeling that they were illusionary spirits that contained noble fate. They were formed from noble fate but could only unleash the power of the first level of the Arcana Plane. Even so, due to the martial arts fate, the power of their attacks was far beyond the first level of the Arcana Plane.
Silver-white light pierced through the air. Yu Sheng stomped down like a demon. With a loud bang, the surrounding spirits were crushed. Immediately, martial arts fate surrounded Yu Sheng.
He raised his hand and grabbed a silver spear. Then, he took it and charged forward. Wherever he passed, no one could stop him.
Ye Wuchen, on the other hand, seemed to have turned into a sword. He pierced through the air and whistled continuously. The spirits were destroyed one after another and the martial arts fate was taken.
Loulan Xue was at a slight disadvantage. She mainly cultivated sorcery, so it was impossible for her to avoid consumption. She released her Life Spirit and the treasured book that was fused into it released a frightening cold light. Everything was frozen and destroyed. She tried her best to end the battle quickly and obtain the martial arts fate.
Ye Futian was the same as Yu Sheng. He charged directly into the martial arts spirits and charged around with his body. Everywhere he passed, the spirits were all destroyed. He cultivated the Art of Body Enhancement and his physical body was terrifying. How could the spirits on the first level of the Martial Arts Battlefield stop him?
The Black Wind Condor was also on a rampage. The four humans and one demon swept past, and very quickly, a troop was flattened. Without stopping, they continued forward. There were still many martial arts spirits charging towards them, but the result was the same.
"Mr. Ye."
Ye Futian looked to his side and saw Gu Yunxi appear not far away. "You're right," Ye Futian said with a hint of surprise.
Beside Gu Yunxi was a young man with an extraordinary aura. It was the genius of the Gu Clan, Gu Ming.
Apart from the two of them, there were already many disciples of the Top Three Schools in this area.
Ye Futian smiled and nodded in greeting. Gu Yunxi smiled and asked, "Mr. Ye, how did you come in?"
She did not guess like Wang Yuqing. Instead, she asked directly.
"I walked in," Ye Futian replied jokingly. Gu Yunxi blinked. She thought that Ye Futian would miss this opportunity. She did not expect that Ye Futian would come as well. She did not expect him to come as well.
"The first three levels of the Martial Arts Battlefield are easy to pass, but the middle three levels are much more difficult. Each level is harder than the previous one. Only geniuses with high cultivation levels can enter the last three levels, especially the ninth level. In the past thousands of years, only Long Yitian has stepped into it. Mr. Ye, your cultivation level is slightly lower, so it's best to obtain enough martial arts fate in each level. This way, you can use martial arts fate to cast spells and martial arts techniques in the next level, which will help you advance further," Gu Yunxi said.
She knew more about the Martial Arts Battlefield and was afraid that Ye Futian did not know, so she introduced it to him. With Ye Futian's talent, although his cultivation level was low, she still hoped that he could go further.
After all, there were no opportunities ahead.
"I understand. Thank you." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. He continued forward, and the martial arts spirits that kept appearing were still killed instantly.
In another direction, a brilliant silhouette appeared. Behind him was a pair of golden-winged Great Peng Wings. With a flap of the wings, they swept past. The extremely sharp Great Peng Wings crazily absorbed the martial arts fate.
Jin Yunxiao glanced at Ye Futian's group. He did not expect them to enter. During the Starry School's examination, he was defeated by Yu Sheng. Naturally, he would not forget about it.
This area was mainly filled with cultivators from the Starry School. Long Mu was there too, but he did not look at Ye Futian. He had his own goal in the Martial Arts Battlefield and was not in the mood to pay attention to others.
The mighty figure continued forward. There seemed to be a mysterious aura surrounding Ye Futian's body. It was martial arts fate. Ye Futian could clearly feel that he could use the power of the martial arts fate.
Moreover, these martial arts fate were all weaker ones. First level martial arts fate did not have much effect on increasing his strength, so there was no need to frantically absorb them.
However, Ye Futian realized a strange situation. The martial arts fate surrounding him seemed to have thousands of strands, and every strand was different. It was as if the martial arts spirits that he wiped out were different, so the martial arts fate that was born would be different as well.
In front of him, another martial arts spirit charged towards him. Ye Futian's mind moved slightly, and instantly, a large amount of martial arts fate gathered and flowed, transforming into a huge palm print that struck out, killing the martial arts spirit in front of him. From then on, more martial arts fate gathered, becoming stronger and stronger.
Ye Futian attacked continuously with martial arts fate. In reality, doing so was unnecessary, but he needed to use martial arts fate later on. Therefore, he wanted to familiarize himself with the usage of martial arts fate in advance.
As he continued forward, the distance between the strong and the weak gradually widened. Those with low cultivation and ordinary talents were left behind.
As for those with high cultivation and outstanding talents, they had already charged towards the second level of the Martial Arts Battlefield.
Those in the Upper Arcana Plane were naturally the fastest. The first few levels of the Martial Arts Battlefield were completely meaningless to them.
In the second level, there were also many Silver-Armor Troops. The strong cultivators from the Top Three Schools charged forward crazily.
Ye Futian realized that many people with high cultivation did not even absorb martial arts fate. They directly flew across the sky, ignoring the martial arts fate in this space.
Obviously, to them, the martial arts fate in the first three levels were useless. It could not increase their combat strength, so they gave up and went to the higher levels of the Martial Arts Battlefield.
Very soon, many people directly crossed the first three levels of the Martial Arts Battlefield and came to the fourth level.
In this space, there were not only humans but also demonic beasts. Ye Futian could even clearly feel that their cultivation levels were no longer limited to a certain level. Their auras were terrifying, and there were people in the Middle Arcana Plane.
Ye Futian glanced around and saw countless martial arts spirits charging towards him. The strong cultivators in the Upper Arcana Plane finally made their move and started to absorb martial arts fate. Even they had to consider the subsequent consumption. They had to absorb enough martial arts fate to prepare for the subsequent battles.
Ye Futian also charged forward without using the power in his body. The martial arts fate that he had absorbed in the first three levels flowed around his body, protecting him. When a huge demonic beast charged towards him, Ye Futian punched out. His punch was like a dragon and an ape roaring in the sky. With a loud bang, the demonic beast's body exploded, turning into martial arts fate that circled around Ye Futian.
Another demonic wolf pounced towards him. Like a wolf king, its demonic eyes were filled with extreme coldness.
Ye Futian's body spun slightly and his palm slashed across like a sharp blade. With a swoosh, the demonic wolf's body was cut in half. Ye Futian's palm seemed to glow with golden light, as sharp as the wings of the Golden Roc.
He continued to charge forward, but at this moment, a bright figure streaked across the sky above Ye Futian. He raised his head and saw a powerful golden beast sweeping past. Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, the martial arts fate spirits were destroyed one after another. On the back of the demonic beast, a beautiful figure stood there. It was Zhen Rong. She held a flaming red sword in her hand and slashed across, erasing the spirits that were injured by her demonic beast and absorbing martial arts fate. In just an instant, she had swept across a large area.
Turning back, Zhen Rong glanced at Ye Futian coldly, then continued forward. The efficiency of absorbing martial arts fate was extremely high.
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