Heavenly God Mnemonic

These Yang Lingshi just put together, they will generate a very small aura vortex, hovering endlessly above, making the entire space become hot and dry.

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand and placed it on the top of the Yang Lingshi, a vortex of spiritual energy burrowed into his body like a snake, flowed into the meridians, and walked around the body, unspeakably comfortable.

Afterwards, he took out the Huangshi Seal, whirled it over the bedroom, and patted it with a light palm.

"Om."

The golden palm print was submerged in the Huangshi Seal, and the latter sent a slight wave of artifacts and spread out in the air.

The Yang Lingshi on the ground seemed to have been attracted by a great amount of suction, as if it had burned. The red light visible to the naked eye sprayed out from the Lingshi, like flames pouring into the radiant seal.

Yang Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. He had been studying this ancient treasure before, for fear that he would not be able to play it, but now he found that it was really simple, and it was much more convenient to use than Yuan Qi.

According to ancient records, the Yuan artifacts require a long period of true essence sacrifice before they can be used. Although ancient treasures are also sacrificed, it is much simpler.

The indoor temperature rose to an unbearable level, and Yang Qingxuan's body began to turn red.

He sat cross-legged and began to practice Six Sun Palm.

Although the other finger techniques of the eight-tone string finger are also on the body, the martial arts are not expensive, and Liuyang Palm has only considered eight to nine out of ten. If you can cultivate to the top, you will also have an understanding of the profound martial arts. Will be of great help.

On the second day, Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes from the practice, took a look at the radiant seal, still floating in the air, still desperately absorbing Yang aura.

And the 50,000 Yang Lingshi on the ground began to fade, and it seemed difficult to support it in the face of this powerful consumption.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, thinking that before, Huang Shiyin had emptied fifteen beads condensed by the essence of Tianhe water, and it was almost saturated. It can also be seen how huge and terrifying the Yang spirit contained in the essence of the river that day.

He hesitated, then left Huang Shiyin in the bedroom, and went to the competition on his own.

The competition area is scattered throughout the academy, but around each arena, there are also hundreds of onlookers, especially the competition area where the powerful players are, it is full of people.

Yang Qingxuan is also the most popular player, the competition area has long been surrounded by water.

"Yang Qingxuan is here, it's Yang Qingxuan!"

As soon as he entered the venue, a girl screamed, and violent applause broke out all around, and thousands of gazes looked over.

There are also many malicious people in it, Huamu Wu Hong is in it, his face is extremely ugly.

The referee teacher gave him a faint look and said, "In the next game, Yang Qingxuan will play against Liu Fugui."

Yang Qingxuan slowly stepped onto the ring under the cheers and screams of everyone.

He was in a very calm mood. It was the same scene a year ago. In the arena to test his potential, he was still full of cheers and screams, but at that time there was all ridicule.

With the passing of time, he is no longer the same Yang Qingxuan.

A student with an ugly face came up from the other side, and his eyes were full of despair and resentment.

The referee teacher said: "Let's start, until one party concedes defeat, no murder is allowed, but if one party refuses to admit defeat, it's another matter."

Yang Qingxuan put his hands behind him, and didn't seem to want to make a move first.

Liu Fugui was crying, and said angrily: "I originally wanted to go forward. If I was lucky, I would most likely be in the top 100. After hitting the Qianlong list this time, I will graduate. The glory of a hundred names is so important to me! It allows me to ride the clouds and ride the wind. But why, why is the luck so bad, I just met you in the second round."

Yang Qingxuan looked at him quietly, and said, "You made a mistake."

Liu Fugui was taken aback, and said, "Wrong? What do you mean?" He was suddenly overjoyed: "Is it because the match arrangement is wrong? You are not my opponent?"

"No, no, I'm not talking about this."

Yang Qingxuan shook his head and said, "It is not the rankings that can make you Qingyun straight, but the real strength that you have. The rankings are really just floating clouds. If you are obsessed with this kind of thing, it is in the sky. All these years at Cong College, you have been studying for nothing."

"Wow, so handsome, what I said is so connotative!"

"Although I don't understand, but it feels amazing."

"Yang Qingxuan, I want to marry you, I want to give you a monkey!"

"I don't mind if you and Wu Qiyue are together, the three of us can live a happy life."

Various girls' screams and confession sounded all around, making Yang Qingxuan's face full of black lines, completely speechless.

Liu Fugui's face turned pale and gritted his teeth: "Perhaps what you said makes sense, but for me who was born in poverty, the ranking is a stepping stone to the upper level, enough to keep me fighting for many years."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Well, maybe you are right, but the fate is arranged like this, what can you do? Defeat me, you can get a better ranking, but you can't do it, so in the final analysis, it is still You are not strong enough. Weak people always like to attribute failure to luck."

"Ah! Don't be too arrogant! You rookie!"

Liu Fugui's eyes were red, and he rushed up furiously, grabbed with both hands, and a huge machete appeared in his hands, and slashed it in the light of Yang Qingxuan's face.

"Boom!"

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand, gently clamped the machete with two fingers, and a ring of vigor agitated with the "buzzing" vibrato.

Liu Fugui was stunned, using his hands desperately, but he couldn't shake a single bit.

He desperately said: "How could it...how could it be such a big gap..."

Yang Qingxuan said calmly: "I suggest you stay in school for a few more years before graduating, honestly."

With that, he flicked his fingers lightly and hit the back of the knife.

With a "bang", the knife body trembled, and Liu Fugui immediately felt that his hands broke apart, and his whole body was shaken back seven or eight steps away.

Liu Fugui's face was bloodless, the machete slowly dissipated in his hand, and he said dejectedly, "I admit defeat."

"Wow, so handsome!"

The screams of the girls below pierced the air, and they all ran to the ring to hug each other, and Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed with fright and turned into streamers.

Liu Fugui left the game alone, and no one paid attention to the loser.

Wu Hong also turned pale and his eyes were full of fear. He got into the crowd and ran away.

In the next few days, Yang Qingxuan simply played out and returned to the bedroom after defeating his opponent.

In a few days, Na Huang Shiyin had absorbed all the aura of the 50,000 lower-grade Yang Lingshi, and Yang Qingxuan's six palms, with the nourishment of a large amount of Yang aura, gradually became great.

In the past few days, Chen Zhen sent more than 30,000 Yang Lingshi, but he still couldn't fill the gap of the glorious seal.

Yang Qingxuan couldn't help being horrified, and thought to himself that this ancient treasure is too scary, how many resources does it cost every time to use it? Non-rich people can't afford it.

After ten days of elimination, the list of the top 100 was finally decided and announced in the sky above the Academy Square. Rows of names were cast on the blue sky. The golden light was dazzling and made people look forward to.