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Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect
This pillar of light also stunned the Martial Monarchs on the surface of the sea from both sides. Anyone who had broken through to Wu Jun knew what it meant.
"Martial Lord! Someone actually stepped into the twelfth level of the Martial Saint realm on this ship, becoming a Titled Martial Lord!" Whether it was Elder Tang who was risking his life or the other Martial Lords who were wavering, they were all shocked.
"Who could have become a titled Wu Jun at this time? The rear of the ship seems to be the place where the Northern Region cultivators are cultivating! "One-eyed was also stunned.
It turned out that ever since the rogue cultivators began to flee across the sea, Jing Wushou and the others had felt tremendous pressure. From the moment they boarded the ship, all the warriors of the Northern Region had entered the craziest state of cultivation.
In the beginning, the rogue cultivators scoffed at the efforts of Jing Wushou and the others. What was the use of cultivating in such a harsh environment?
There were even many Martial Lords who thought the Northern Region cultivators were putting on an act. None of the Martial Lords on the ship would have thought that there would truly be a Northern Region cultivator making a breakthrough at this moment and becoming a Titled Martial Lord like them.
"I didn't expect that I, Jing Wushou, would reach the twelfth level of the Martial Saint Realm and become a titled Wu Jun one day. Junior Brother Ye, from now on, I won't be your burden anymore. I, Jing Wushou, will make a name for myself in the outside world!"
Jing Wushou's face was filled with excitement as he slowly stood up. Immediately, the might of a Martial Lord enveloped the entire ship.
Feeling this aura, many wandering cultivators, Wu Jun, were shocked. They suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura from this aura.
"Strange. It's Wu Jun who just broke through. Why do I feel like I'm being suppressed?" One-eyed scratched his head. He didn't understand.
The other wandering cultivators, Wu Jun, were also shocked. However, before they could react, they were stimulated by Jing Wushou's breakthrough to Wu Jun.
Shi Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly roared. A dazzling golden light appeared on his body. Then, Long Gang and another unknown Northern Region cultivator roared one after another.
Under the extreme pressure of fleeing and the cruelty of the outer sea, four of the Northern Region cultivators stepped into the twelfth level of the Martial Saint Realm and became titled Wu Jun.
Many wandering cultivators, Wu Jun, were dumbfounded.
"My God, four Wu Juns at the same time?"
"These Northern Region cultivators are so terrifying?"
Many people saw the shock on each other's face. They could still accept the breakthrough of Jing Wushou, Long Gang, and Shi Feng.
What they couldn't accept the most was the unknown Northern Region cultivator. His name was Chen Feng, and he was the least talented among the Western Heavenly King's many sons. Because he had no hope of inheriting the Heavenly King's Mansion and didn't want to waste his time in the Northern Region, Chen Feng also went out to sea. Under the pressure of fleeing, he stepped onto an extraordinary path with his ordinary talent.
"I can't believe I've become a titled Wu Jun. I'm even better than my father. Hahaha, I knew it. As long as I'm willing to work hard and persevere, I'll definitely gain something. God rewards the diligent. Father, you didn't lie to me!"
Chen Feng awoke from his cultivation with a start. Tears streamed down his face.
However, no one laughed at him. The other Northern Region cultivators who didn't manage to make a breakthrough all looked at Chen Feng with envious gazes. Within them, many people believed their talent and aptitude were far above Chen Feng's. Now that they saw Chen Feng become a Titled Martial Lord, it undoubtedly greatly encouraged them.
"As long as we're willing to work hard, we can also become a titled Wu Jun!"
"That's right. Back then, Sacred King Ye became a Heavenly Son with the most ordinary talent. Now, there's Chen Feng. He's our role model!"
"God rewards the diligent. As long as we're willing to work hard and persevere, we'll definitely gain something!"
Everyone began to cheer each other up.
When the rogue cultivators on the warship heard that Ye Fei had become a titled Wu Jun step by step, many rogue cultivators were so shocked that they were speechless.
For the first time, the rogue cultivators began to fear and awe the Northern Region cultivators.
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On the warship of the Zheng family.
"What's going on? Someone among those rogue cultivators broke through Wu Jun at this time, and four of them at the same time?" Many Wu Juns of the Zheng family were very shocked when they saw the light column in the distance.
One had to know that they were currently in the middle of a chase. It was already surprising that the rogue cultivators were not scared witless like before and scattered like birds and beasts.
In such a vile environment, there was actually someone who could calmly cultivate, and even make a breakthrough into a Martial Lord?
"How is this possible? It must be a trick of those rogue cultivators!" Many warriors of the Zheng family couldn't believe it and suspected that it must be a lie.
Only a weather-beaten middle-aged man at the bow of the warship was still very calm. He snorted and said, "Humph, it's impossible for those rogue cultivators, but we can't underestimate the warriors of the Northern Region who went out to sea! Don't forget Zhao Qianjun! "
"Zhao Qianjun?"
Many Wu Juns of the Zheng family changed their expressions when they heard this name. Twenty years ago, this name was definitely a nightmare in the Chaotic Ocean.
Most importantly, it was said that Zhao Qianjun came from the Northern Region. At this time, they saw with their own eyes how fast Jing Wushou and others improved under the pressure. Many Wu Juns of the Zheng family couldn't help but feel anxious.
"It seems that there are still many potential geniuses in the Northern Region. Commander, what should we do now? Should we launch an all-out attack?" A Wu Jun asked loudly, with obvious fear in his eyes.
"This …" The weather-beaten middle-aged man pondered. Before he gave the order, a figure suddenly rushed from behind.
"Master's order! Everyone of the Zheng family, retreat immediately. Don't hurt the warriors of the Northern Region! "The one who could rush over so quickly was naturally Zheng Jing.
Seeing that Zheng Jing came in person and gave such an order, the Wu Jun of the Zheng family was very shocked. "What's going on? We obviously have a huge advantage. Why do we have to retreat?"
"Pass the order, retreat!"
Zheng Jing didn't answer this question, and neither did the weather-beaten middle-aged man, but they both understood each other's feelings from their eyes.
The Northern Region was not to be trifled with.
Ye Fei was not to be trifled with.
"…"
In this way, a large group of Wu Juns of the Zheng family, as well as the whole team, simply retreated at the critical moment when victory was about to be achieved.
This caused many warriors of the Zheng family to complain. They felt that the Master was really baffling.
"Could it be that the Zheng family's Wu Jun saw us break through and got scared, so they ran away?" Long Gang laughed loudly and proudly.
What he got in return was naturally disdainful looks from Jing Wushou and Shi Feng. There were hundreds of Wu Juns on the other side. Would they be afraid of the four of them?
"Young Master, this is really strange. The Zheng Family was about to achieve a complete victory. Why did they suddenly retreat?"
In the clouds, several white-clothed old men looked at the retreating Zheng family team, feeling puzzled. The Young Master they spoke of was a very handsome young man.
This young man was also dressed in white, and there was a complicated sword mark on his chest. Obviously, they were all from the Sky Sword Sect.
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