At this time, we can see the difference between geniuses and ordinary people. When geniuses operate in three cycles, the spiritual power absorbed by geniuses is absolutely different from the spiritual power absorbed by circulating one cycle, and they can be three times different.

In other words, even in future practices, the speed of those geniuses will be three times that of ordinary people. Of course, this is also the limit that they can reach. As for whether there are more, it is unknown.

It can be seen how shocking Ye Feng was running nine cycles. What made him depressed was that others could increase the spiritual power in his body if they ran one cycle. However, after running nine cycles, the spiritual power in his body not only did not increase, but instead decreased a little.

"It smells so smelly!" After Ye Feng calmed down for a while, he suddenly smelled a strange smell that spread across his room.

When Ye Feng was looking for the source of the odor, he suddenly found that these odors were emitted from him, and the surface of his body was covered with a layer of black and greasy things. The odor was emitted from these things. When he saw these things, Ye Feng thought of a state in the legend of his previous life. "Film hair and wash marrow?"

Ye Feng got out of bed and quickly opened the door and window of the room, and came to the corner of the yard to make a bucket of water to start cleaning. He did not expect that there would be so many impurities in a person's body. He had been cleaning it five times before he could not smell the odor of his body.

After taking a shower, Ye Feng came to the middle of the yard and felt an unprecedented relaxation. His whole body was full of strength, much stronger than his Iron Body Degree practice to the ninth level. In other words, his body refining skills broke through the limit of the Iron Body Degree and reached an unprecedented level.

Standing in the middle of the yard, Ye Feng waved his fist casually, "Pooh...booh...booh...booh..." Suddenly, a burst of air sounded, as if someone was setting off firecrackers. He could feel that his power at this time was at least twice as high as yesterday.

"The peak of the first-level warrior!" After feeling the strength of his body, Ye Feng looked at his martial arts practice again. He used to only feel that the spiritual power of the Dantian meridians far exceeded that of the first-level warrior, but he did not expect to reach the peak of the first-level warrior.

Originally, he had a huge power of thousands of kilograms, but this time he probably doubled his power, that is, he had at least two thousand kilograms of power, and only the first-level peak warrior could exert a huge power,

In this way, his martial arts and physical cultivation can exert three thousand kilograms of power, which is equivalent to the peak power of a third-level warrior. However, warriors have some martial skills that exert strength much beyond their own, so Ye Feng's strength is probably no rival below the third-level warrior.

Of course, these are all his own guesses. He has never seen a third-level warrior. He can only know how to fight after he can.

However, even so, Ye Feng was very satisfied. He did not expect that spiritual power strengthening muscles and bones could bring him such great benefits. Of course, Ye Feng also understood that this was the first time that hair cutting and marrow cleaning had such an effect. It was probably not so much growth in the future.

Ten days passed in a flash. This day was the day for the village test. Ye Feng and Ye Hao got up early. When they got up, their mother Ling Wanrong had already prepared the meal for them.

"You two come here to have dinner!" As soon as they came out of the room, Ling Wanrong stood at the door of the living room and shouted to them.

"Mother! (Mother)" The two came over and greeted Ling Wanrong separately.

"Let's have a meal!" Ling Wanrong looked at the two heroic and upright sons in front of her, and a smile appeared on her face.

The meals Ling Wanrong cooked today are very rich, which can be said to be more than ever before. Today is the most important day of her two sons' lives, especially her eldest son Ye Feng, who is about to become an adult. This may be his last chance to join the sect. She can't help with anything else, so she can only make the best meal for them.

Ye Feng looked at his mother's appearance and looked at the food on the table. He sighed secretly in his heart. The violent brown bear's bear paws, the fangs of wild boars, the flesh of the green wolf's flesh, and a few vegetables. Even during the New Year Festival, the food in their family was not so rich, especially the mother's expectant eyes, which was like the scene when she took the college entrance examination in her previous life.

After a while, the dining table was filled with laughter and joy. After dinner, the family came to the village teaching ground.

In the Tianlang Continent, the most important thing in all villages is the teaching ground. Next to the teaching ground is the sacred place in the village, the "Wu Dao Pavilion", which is the place where martial arts secrets are stored in the village. Although there are only some basic secrets, it is the most important place in the village. Without the permission of the village chief and instructor, no one can enter at will.

When their family came to the church, there were already many people here.

As expected, the village, men, women, young and old, came to the teaching ground to participate in the three-year ceremony.

"Brother, are you really not participating?" Ye Hao looked at Ye Feng and asked outside the crowd.

Yesterday, he asked Ye Feng how he was preparing, but Ye Feng told him that he would not attend the sect's disciple-taking ceremony, which surprised Ye Hao. Although he was not old, he also knew that Ye Feng valued this matter. Others did not know the efforts his elder brother had put in to participate in the sect's disciple-taking ceremony, but he knew.

The last time Ye Feng took medicine to strengthen his meridians, he had already told him, and even explained his funeral afterwards, but he didn't expect that his elder brother would give up now.

Ye Feng nodded silently when he heard this.

"Why? Isn't it your ideal to enter the sect?" Seeing Ye Feng nodding, Ye Hao pondered for a moment and asked.

When Ye Feng said it yesterday, he was very surprised, but he asked why, Ye Feng did not answer.

"Xiao Hao, I wanted to join the sect not because of my ideals, but because joining the sect can change the life of our family. You have very good talents. If I can join the sect and have the resources of the sect, your practice will be very fast. But now you are only ten years old and have entered the middle stage of the quasi-warrior realm. You can join the sect, so I don't have to enter the sect. Besides, we can't both of us join, and our mother is getting older and older, so we have to leave one to take care of our mother! Besides, you know my qualifications, and they don't have to want me!"

Ye Hao has great hope of joining the sect this time, and it is impossible for him to be at home for a long time in the future, so Ye Feng explained to him.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Ye Hao's eyes turned red and he lowered his head silently.

"Xiaofeng, I hope you can participate and put a perfect end to my youth. So what if I can't be selected? This is also an experience in my life, let alone I can take care of myself! If you insist on not participating, I will die in front of you!"

As soon as Ye Feng's voice fell, Ling Wanrong's voice sounded from behind them.

After hearing Ling Wanrong's voice, Ye Feng turned his head and looked over. He saw that Ling Wanrong's eyes were filled with tears, but her face was very cold.

Ye Feng's sensibility made Ling Wanrong very happy, but she must not block her son's future because of her. She knew that her eldest son was stubborn and could not even get back the things she had determined, so she said harsh words.

"Mother…….."

Ye Feng looked at his mother's appearance and shouted, but Ling Wanrong's face did not ease at all, so he pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll participate!" Ye Feng also knew about Ling Wanrong's character, and he could do it, so he did not intend to tell his mother. If he knew that he had not participated in the end, it would be too late. Who knew that when he was talking to Ye Hao, he was heard by his mother, which made him very helpless.

About an hour later, almost all the villagers came to the teaching ground.

Ye Feng and his teenagers under the age of sixteen also came to the gate of the Martial Arts Pavilion to wait.

There are more than 170 families in Niujiao Village, with a total of 83 young men aged six to sixteen. Today, no one will not come, and even those who do not have the qualifications to practice will come back.

So what if they can't practice? They have to try it out at such a moment. What if they pass by luck and are attracted by those big men when they go to Qingshuang City? So even those who know there is no hope will come over.

In fact, in the eyes of all villagers, Ye Feng belongs to this type of person.

"Ye Feng, are you a waste of money also coming to participate in the selection? Isn't this a waste of our time?" While they were waiting, a 14 or 15-year-old boy looked a little arrogant, looked at Ye Feng lightly and said contemptuously.

After hearing the boy's words, Ye Feng turned around and looked at him lightly, then turned his head and stopped talking, as if the person in front of him did not exist.

This young man is named Lin Ming. He has been peeing with Ye Feng since he was a child. Although their entire village is a whole, there are also people who are not in front of him. It just so happened that Ye Feng and Lin Ming were not in front of him.

"Lin Ming..."

"Xiaohao, don't pay attention. If the dog bites you, will you still have to bite you back?"
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