Because of Tu Xiong, Qin Long took a few more glances at the battlefield where he was, and he never saw from the beginning that the young man in black was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. At this time, the power of his punch exploded
, which shocked Qin Long. This was the first time he saw his strength become substantial. This made Qin Long guess, what level of strength could this young man achieve?
"Strength is strong, this is a symbol of strength reaching the third level!!" Baishan stared at the honest young man and said in a deep voice.
"Sanjun?" Qin Long, Qiu Tian, and Qin Hu all turned their heads in confusion. This was the first time they heard words about measuring strength!
"There are ancient records in our Bailian tribe. In ancient times, strong people used "jun" to measure the strength of a person's strength! Generally speaking, a punch that can shake the ground has a strength of one jun, and can shake the space.
The cracks are caused by the second jun, and the third jun materializes the strength. With my current strength, I can only reach the level of the second jun!" Baishan explained.
Qin Long looked at this honest-faced young man in surprise. The power of Baishan could only reach the second level, but this person's strength actually reached the level of the third level?
"It is recorded in the ancient books of our clan that in the ancient times, many powerful races were born. These races pursue the ultimate in power and explore the limits of flesh and blood. Their power can tear apart the sun, moon and stars, and crack the mystery of the heaven and earth. Among them, there is one who will tap the power
A race that has reached its extreme limit. This race is known as the race of ancient kings, called the Barbarian Royal Clan. It is rumored that the adult members of the Barbarian Royal Clan can be as powerful as ten thousand jun. This is also the origin of the rumor that "heavier than ten thousand jun"!!" Baishan's voice became more intense.
It is extremely heavy, and his strength is only two juns. Compared with Wanjun, it is a world of difference!
The increase in strength places extremely harsh demands on the body. Baishan can't imagine how tyrannical the body needs to be when the strength reaches ten thousand.
"Barbarian royal family?" Qin Long was startled. He glanced at Qin Hu and found that Qin Hu's face was stiff and he looked at Baishan in surprise. If he could speak, he would have asked already.
Just when Qin Long wanted to ask Baishan, Baishan said again: "However, such heaven-defying races are only recorded in ancient books. Today, these races probably no longer exist in the world. Even if they are left behind, they are
The power of the bloodline is only one ten thousandth of what it was in the ancient times, and it is not much different from ordinary people!"
Qin Hu's eyes dimmed, and he clenched his fists in frustration. Under Cang Wuji's guidance, he inspired the power of the blood in his body and found out that he was a member of the barbarian royal family, but as Bai Shan said, his blood
Already extremely thin, he is just a little stronger than ordinary people at this time, and is far less powerful than the barbarian royal family in the ancient times.
Sensing Qin Hu's loss, Qin Long knew that Bai Shan was right. Qin Hu was probably from a barbarian royal family, but the blood in his body was no longer the same as in the ancient times, and it would be difficult to reach that level! After hesitating for a moment, Qin Long asked:
"Could it be that none of these races can reach the prosperity of the ancient times?"
"The strength of such a race comes from the blood in the body. Because of the passage of time, the blood has become thinner and thinner with each generation. It is difficult to reach the strength of the ancient times today. Of course, if we can get the blood of our ancestors, that is a different matter!"
The mountain passes slowly.
"Get the bloodline of our ancestors?" Qin Long smiled bitterly. How difficult is it to get the bloodline of a strong person in ancient times? Not to mention that it is too old, even if there is one, I am afraid that many strong people have already taken it as their own!
At this time, the first battle had come to an end. Wang Yun was severely injured, but he passed the assessment.
The first game ended, and after many skeletons cleared the battlefield, the second game began immediately. Chan Qingfeng and Qin Hu both left their seats and walked towards the battlefield!
"Senior brother, who will win first in this battle?" Looking at the battlefield, Qiu Tian asked expectantly.
"I can't tell!" Qin Long smiled lightly. In this competition, Lin Yu, Lu Feng's disciple, and Xian Qing came on stage respectively. Although these people were not on the same battlefield, after experiencing the first round of assessment, no one could
It's hard to say whether these seemingly unremarkable skeletons have hidden strength.
When Kuang Fengyun announced the start of the second battle, the ten battlefields were filled with momentum, and several figures were directly knocked out of the barrier.
Three breaths!!
In three breaths of time, Chan Qingfeng blasted all the disciples on the battlefield out of the barrier, and then Lin Yu was the second to pass in four breaths of time. The Lufeng disciple passed the test in third place in five breaths of time, at such a speed
, which shocked countless Skeletons on the spot. This was simply a massacre. Chan Qingfeng attacked viciously, but he only shook these disciples out of the barrier. This also shows the transformation of Chan Qingfeng. Before killing Cang Zhongjun, with his
With his temper, I am afraid that all these people will die suddenly.
Lin Yu penetrated every boner, and the disciples of Slaughter Peak also faced eight deaths in the battlefield. His methods were so cruel that other young leaders only felt chills down their spines.
When everyone was shocked, at the tenth breath, Qin Hu and Xian Qing also passed the test. Like Chan Qingfeng, Qin Hu knocked a young leader out of the barrier with one punch without hurting his life!
What shocked Qin Long was Xian Qing. In the first few breaths, he did not take action. Instead, he was watching the battlefield of Chan Qingfeng, Lin Yu and others. When they passed, Xian Qing took action, but this action instantly
Nine disciples were strangled!! Qin Long saw countless sharp swords filling the battlefield in a trance. The nine disciples were unable to resist, and they were instantly killed on the spot!
"The mystery of the sword! What a ruthless method" Qin Long raised his eyebrows and thought to himself!
"Young leaders, aren't you afraid of being punished by God? One day, your fate will be the same as those who died in your hands. You will also die in the hands of others. You can just shake out of the barrier. Why take their lives?" Crowd
One of the old men stood up and said sternly.
Although the fight could not avoid the loss of human life, at this time, it was undoubtedly a massacre. These young leaders who had worked hard for more than ten years were suddenly killed in an instant. This made the people behind those who died tragically sad and angry. Some people even
Tears burst into tears. From the first round of competition, many people left sadly.
Some people are happy, some are sad! Many of these young leaders who died tragically were the hopes of many small and medium-sized forces!
The duel field fell into silence. As the old man said, leaving the barrier means giving up. If you want to pass, you can just shake the young leader out of the barrier. There is no need to take his life. Although the rise of the strong is standing in front of countless
On top of the corpses, such massacre is regrettable.
"Old man, who is to blame for not being as strong as others? In the future, no one will blame anyone if they die of someone stronger than themselves. If you are afraid of death, don't come to the Sky Bone Festival!" A young and vigorous bone user
said loudly.
The old man looked sharply at the bone man, but did not hear any rebuttal from this man. This made the old man sigh in his heart and sat down lonely. This kind of massacre was the acquiescence of the Tiangu Dynasty, and it would be an indispensable event in every year.
Such a massacre, but no one stepped forward to stop it. The purpose of the Tiangu Festival is to select the top leaders to enter the wild mountains. No one cares what methods the top leaders use to pass the assessment.
"The weak eat the strong, take human lives lightly, and the strong are respected!" Although Qin Long is not a hard-hearted person, he is not a person with overflowing sympathy either. In a world like this, what matters is strength. Without strength, he might be like these people who were killed instantly.
The fate is the same. There are too many things in this world that cannot be controlled by oneself. In order to survive, everyone is chasing strength, but ignores other things!
This made Qin Long feel in a daze. If one day his strength reaches its peak, if there are no relatives or friends, then what is the point of having strong strength? He glanced at Qiu Tian, Bai Shan, who was silent on one side, and then looked at
Facing the Zen breeze above the battlefield, Qin Hu and Qin Long felt warm in their hearts. No matter what, he was not alone, he had brothers!
Looking up at the sky, Qin Long thought of his missing father and his forgotten mother. His heart was extremely complicated. Over the years, he had been struggling for his goals, but deep in his heart, the hope of reuniting with his parents was still there.
The idea has become deeply ingrained.
Perhaps, under the strong appearance of chasing his goals, Qin Long has a dream of reunion deep in his heart!
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