"Hahaha!"

Fang Yi couldn't help laughing wildly, he had never been so excited as he is now.

After calming down his emotions, Fang Yi practiced for a while before going out.

Now that he has successfully broken through to the second level of Linghai, it is time for him to take a trip to the Library Pavilion.

The library is divided into three floors. The first floor contains some relatively ordinary books, travel notes of predecessors, sect history, etc. The second and third floors store some precious martial arts, which Fang Yi also visited during his trip.

Purpose.

Arriving in front of the library pavilion, Fang Yi was about to enter, but unexpectedly, a figure blocked him.

"Fang Yi? You loser is still alive!"

Fang Yi's eyes turned cold and he recognized the person who came, it was Xu Shaojie's follower, Zhao Wu.

The last time I robbed the blood clotting grass and injured myself, the other party got a share.

Good luck, Fang Yi sneered, just use it to practice.

"Are you afraid? I am alive and you will die soon."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Wu looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

At this time, curious people gradually gathered around.

"Just say this, I will spare your life later. I really want to see how you let us die." Zhao Wu changed his face in an instant, his face became extremely cold, and there were two cruel eyes in his eyes.

Light comes out.

"Now we have something good to watch. Zhao Wu is at the peak of the first level of Linghai."

"Yes! Guess how many moves Fang Yi can take."

The onlookers started talking, and no one thought favorably of Fang Yi.

"As you wish!" Fang Yi sneered and threw a punch.

In the spiritual sea, two spiritual energy vortexes shook slightly, and powerful spiritual energy was instantly poured into the fist.

"Huh, you're looking for death!" Zhao Wu's face was full of disdain, with a cruel look on his lips.

I saw him take a step forward, his momentum rising, he was as strong as a bull, and his huge fist was like a hammer to meet him.

"Tsk, tsk, the first-grade martial art Barbarian Bull Fist, Zhao Wu is really amazing, he has actually mastered this martial art to great perfection."

"Yes! This punch has the strength of an ox. I'm afraid Fang Yi won't be able to take a single move."

The crowd's words reached Zhao Wu's ears, and a look of pride appeared on his face. He had just mastered the Barbarian Bull Boxing yesterday and was about to show off in front of others. Unexpectedly, Fang Yi, a living target, would automatically send him away today.

Came to the door.

How unhappy this made him!

However, his joy only lasted for half a moment.

The next moment, the two fists collided violently.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, a figure was knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

The crowd of onlookers could already imagine Fang Yi's miserable situation and shook their heads.

However, when their eyes took a clear look at the field, they were all stunned.

No one expected that it was not Fang Yi who flew out, but Zhao Wu.

At this moment, the most shocked person was naturally Zhao Wu.

"impossible!"

Zhao Wu, who was lying on the ground, couldn't believe what he was seeing. He got up angrily, kicked off his legs, and rushed towards Fang Yi again.

Well done, Fang Yi's lips curled into a sneer.

The spiritual energy vortex suddenly shook.

Phew! Phew!

Two figures passed each other, and Fang Yi punched again.

Bang!

Kaka!

The two fists connected, and a sound of broken bones was heard.

"Ah!" Zhao Wu screamed as fiercely as a pig, and he flew backwards again.

The entire bones of his arm were broken, and he was completely disabled.

"I'll spare your life today, go back and tell Xu Shaojie, and tell him to prepare to die."

Fang Yi glanced at Zhao Wu, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and left after speaking.

At this time, the onlookers slowly recovered from their shock, and looked at Fang Yi differently.

"Wow, Fang Yi is so fierce. Has he already broken through to the second level of the spiritual sea?"

"So what, it's just Zhao Wu. He dares to openly provoke Xu Shaojie. He is really looking for death."

The chatter of the crowd gradually faded away.

Fang Yi didn't take it to heart at all.

Xu Shaojie is only at the third level of the spiritual sea. With his current cultivation speed, he may be able to reach it in just a few days.

After entering the library, Fang Yi went directly to the second floor.

At the entrance, there is an old man with gray hair, everyone calls him Mr. Wu, who is responsible for all matters of the library.

When he came to the bookshelf, Fang Yi began to read.

The martial arts in this world are divided into grades one to nine according to their severity, but in the outer gate library, there are only the first six grades of martial arts.

The first to third-level skills stored on the second floor are stored in the fourth to sixth levels on the third floor. As for the sixth-level and above, you can only have a chance to obtain them if you are promoted to an inner disciple.

It is said that there are more powerful techniques above the ninth level, but they are not accessible to ordinary people.

"Tiger Shape Fist, a first-grade martial arts skill, moves like a fierce tiger and punches out like the wind. It requires a contribution of fifty points from the sect and can be borrowed for a month."

"The gold-splitting stone splitting palm is a second-grade martial arts skill. After practicing to great perfection, it can easily split stones and split gold. It requires a contribution of 200 points from the sect. It can be borrowed for a month."

"Cloud-Piercing Finger, a third-level martial skill that points like an arrow, soaring up to the ninth level of the sky. It requires a contribution of 500 points from the sect and can be borrowed for a month."

Fang Yi flipped through it quickly.

The variety of exercises opened his eyes.

He already looked down upon first-grade martial arts, and the sect's contribution points required for third-grade martial arts were too many.

In the past three months, he had worked hard to receive tasks and collect herbs at the miscellaneous office, but he had only earned more than 500 points. It was really not worth it to only exchange for a third-level martial skill.

Moreover, with his cultivation at the second level of the spiritual sea, it is somewhat difficult to practice third-level martial arts.

It seems that I can only choose second-grade martial arts.

Having made up his mind, Fang Yi concentrated on selecting second-grade martial arts.

Fang Yi flipped through each book, but never found what he wanted, until in a corner of the bookshelf, a book with a yellowish cover caught his eye.

"Snowflake Sword Technique, a second-grade martial art, was created by the sect's seniors. Legend has it that this sword technique contains a hint of sword intent. It requires a contribution of 300 points from the sect and can be borrowed for a month."

Sword intent!

Fang Yi was slightly moved.

You must know that it is extremely difficult to comprehend the sword's intention. Only a handful of the three thousand disciples of the outer sect have comprehended the sword's intention.

"You are the one!"

After choosing a sword technique, Fang Yi also planned to choose another movement technique.

Body skills are extremely important. They can not only assist in killing enemies, but also help you escape at critical moments.

In the end, Fang Yi chose a second-grade catkin body technique. The body is like catkins, erratic and unpredictable.

After choosing these two techniques, Fang Yi's sect contribution points were basically squandered, which made him feel a little sad.

The three months of hard work from his predecessor were all used up in one fell swoop.

However, these expenses are necessary. Fang Yi knows that as his cultivation level improves, it will be much easier to earn sect contribution points.

Arriving at the entrance, Fang Yi handed the exercises to Mr. Wu for registration.

"Snowflake swordsmanship?" Mr. Wu frowned slightly, looked up at Fang Yi, and then shook his head.

This swordsmanship has been popular in the outer sect for a while, just because of the so-called sword intention.

However, countless facts have proven that this is an extremely ordinary sword technique, and the theory of sword intention is completely nonsense. How can a second-grade sword technique really contain any sword intention.

For this reason, he deliberately placed this sword technique in a corner, but unexpectedly, someone found it.
Chapter completed!