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Zhang Tian stood on the tenth martial arena and was full of energy.
Just now, Boss Fang's number one guard, Xue Yi, had sent a sound transmission to him.
Zhang Tian exhaled, and immediately became spirited.
It would definitely not be a problem to win.
Boss Fang Qi had already strengthened him before he went on stage, so even now, Zhang Tian was still a little confused.
I only ate a few of those strange fruits... After that, his cultivation rose rapidly and he advanced to the great circle of the tenth level of the Nascent Soul Stage …
Following Boss Fang … Advancing was as easy as eating and drinking …
Thinking about how he was just a rogue on the street a few months ago … Zhang Tian instantly felt extremely grateful towards Fang Qi.
It was Eldest Brother Fang who had achieved me. Only by being by my side will he have a limitless future!
"The match begins!"
With the order of the referee, the blood moon's first level of nascent soul cultivators across from him started to cast their techniques.
The moment it appeared, it was an absolute killing move, a medium-grade earth-step divine ability was unleashed. Immediately, a sword formation that was stirred up crazily appeared in front of Zhang Tian.
Thousand Swords Soul Devourer.
If it was a few days ago, Zhang Tian would have been surprised at the power of this sword formation. As for now, when he saw this sword formation, he only felt that it had countless flaws.
The excellence of a sacred art has a huge impact on a cultivator's battle prowess and cultivation speed … But the prerequisite was to stand on the basis of cultivators of the same cultivation level.
When two cultivators' cultivations differed by too much, it was actually difficult to make up for it with a high level cultivation technique or sacred art.
"Raging Python Fist!"
Zhang Tian bellowed, his fists forming a fist, his entire body instantly shrinking like a python in stealth, even his body had changes to it.
"Puchi …" This... Is this not the Low Rank Spiritual Art, Raging Python Fist? "
"F * ck, that's true. A few days ago, I watched my cousin train …" This kind of sacred art that only existed on such a rotten street … I'm afraid even Building Foundation Period cultivators would be too lazy to practice it … "
"Heh, don't spout nonsense, my cousin is already an early Foundation Establishment cultivator!"
"Hahaha …" I see Utopia running this way this time... A spicy chicken cultivator who only knows Raging Python Fist wants to fight blood moon's Nascent Soul Cultivator! "
"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't you see that they are using the middle rank Earth Realm divine ability, Soul Devourer of the Thousand Swords? Look at the proficiency... I should have already reached the advanced stage! "
"Hahaha …" Although this blood moon is not one of the seven sects, but their overall strength can be considered top of the Twelve Conferences, it is normal for Infant stage members to have a type of Earth-ranked divine abilities in their bodies! "
"Let's just wait and see how badly that Utopian monk loses!"
Naturally, the cultivators on the martial arena could not hear the sounds of ridicule and ridicule from the audience. In order to allow the cultivators on the martial arena to focus on fighting, they had specially blocked the noise.
However, even if Zhang Tian could not hear their voices, he could imagine the looks of despise on the faces of those people …
If someone had said that to him before, he would have blushed and been extremely ashamed.
But now, he felt a faint sense of enjoyment.
This was the benefit of staying with Fang Qi for too long, the thickness of his skin would grow exponentially.
To true experts, they actually liked the feeling of being looked down upon, then exploding forth at the very last moment and slapping countless people …
Just a single word, cool!
On the high platform, Li Shien and the seven sect masters were all watching the battle, and the focus of their attention was currently number ten martial arena!