Are you crazy! Are you sure you are a beastmaster?

Chapter 178

After activating the dragon elephant seeds this time, Su Ze has activated 133 dragon elephant seeds, including the previous ones.

Representing the power of 133 dragon elephants.

Su Ze looked inside himself and found that all the dragon elephant seeds were connected, and strands of golden light connected them all.

The powerful power contained in it can burst out at any time.

Su Ze estimated that the limit of the Jindan period might be much higher.

After a moment.

He flew back home from the windowsill.

Coming to the room, closing the door, Su Ze called up the system panel.

"Name: Su Ze"

"Age: 16"

"Cultivation: Early Golden Elixir Stage"

"Soul Weapon: Minor Success"

"Kung Fu: Dragon Elephant Cultivation Technique"

"Weapon: Immortal Slaying Sword, Lower Level Spirit Treasure; Soul-Falling Bell, Secret Weapon!"

"Martial Arts: "Five Styles of Flood Dragon" Great Success! "Nine Steps of Sky Peng" Great Success! "Tai Chi Collapse" Perfect! "Lingyun Sword Technique" Perfect! "Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky" Perfect! "Huntian Sword Technique" Beginning!"

"Daoism: 1% of Space Daoism -- Teleport (10 meters); 1% of Thunder Daoism -- Palm Thunder!"

"Contracted Spirit Beast: Green Flood Dragon, D-level Intermediate Stage; Red Flame Bird, D-level Lower Stage; ???, D-level Intermediate Stage!"

"Remaining Cultivation: 21,000 Years!"

He focused on martial arts.

Without hesitation, he immediately added twenty years of cultivation to Five Styles of Flood Dragon and Nine Steps of Sky Peng.

Suddenly, the two B-level martial arts reached the perfect level.

Su Ze nodded and felt the mysteries in it carefully.

Then he continued to infuse the martial arts with the years of cultivation.

The goal this time was the A-level swordsmanship "Huntian Sword Art"!

Even though Su Ze was born with a sword heart and had an extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, he still spent many years of cultivation.

There was nothing he could do about it. After all, it was a martial arts at the level of Hedao. Now Su Ze was still a golden elixir, and the gap between the two was too big.

But it was not much, just more than ten years more than the B-level martial arts.

Finally, after consuming thirty years of cultivation.

"The A-level swordsmanship "Huntian Sword Art" is perfect!"

Su Ze stopped and sat cross-legged, and countless new understandings of swordsmanship appeared in his mind.

The Huntian Sword Art is worthy of being a Hedao swordsmanship. There are many things in it that he has never known before, as if it opened the door to a new world for Su Ze.

What is involved is not only swordsmanship, but also the way of swordsmanship!

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, it can't break free from the constraints of the moves.

But the way of swordsmanship is different.

If you can reach this level, every move and every style contains the profoundness of swordsmanship, and any sword you throw out is impeccable.

Of course, as far as Su Ze knows, only Xue Leihan has reached this level.

This is what he said himself, as for whether he has reached it, that's a question mark.

Su Ze was completely immersed in it at this time, and a figure appeared in his mind, holding a long sword and waving it continuously.

Time passed by little by little.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon the next day.

Su Ze woke up from his meditation, opened his eyes, stood up, stretched his muscles and walked out of the room.

Xiao Qing, Xiao Huo, and Heidan, who had tasted the sweetness, were waiting in line at this time.

The daily initiation has long become a habit for them.

Su Ze smiled slightly and walked forward to give initiation to his two spirit beasts and a black egg.

Today's luck is not bad.

Xiaoqing's three cashback multiples are 20 times, 28 times, and 30 times that of the black egg.

A total of 39,000 years of cultivation were obtained.

Seeing the remaining cultivation gradually enriched, Su Ze was quite satisfied.

Sure enough, the efficiency of the three golden elixir spirit beasts is different, which makes his pressure much less.

Xiaoqing and Xiaohuo have long been accustomed to it, so naturally there is not much reaction.

As for the black egg, it was very excited, and happily flew back to the sofa, rolling continuously.

Su Ze glanced at the time and asked, "Why didn't Ye Qing come today?"

The sword spirit sat leisurely and answered nonchalantly:

"Are they doing nothing like you? Those geniuses are working harder than each other. They are all practicing hard and preparing for the Ten Thousand Races Conference. I'm afraid they don't have much time to bother you."

Su Ze was choked and retorted, "Is it that serious? Is the Ascension Platform of the Ten Thousand Races Conference so awesome?"

The sword spirit nodded solemnly and confirmed his words

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"Awesome, very awesome, not just ordinary awesome."

"How awesome?" Su Ze asked.

Jian Ling fiddled with the remote control and said, "I forgot."

Su Ze waved his hand, "Okay, blame me, I forgot you are a mentally retarded person."

"What did you say!?" Jian Ling's eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he looked at him angrily.

"Wrong, wrong, sorry, I said the wrong thing." Su Ze apologized quickly and walked to the balcony.

Jian Ling was about to give up, but suddenly heard Su Ze's next words.

He added, "He is not a mentally retarded person, but a swordsman with brain disorders."

Before he finished speaking, a golden light shone on Su Ze's body, and he turned into a long rainbow and flew out of the balcony window. The speed was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the apartment behind him, there seemed to be a blood light.

But at this time, Su Ze had already run far away.

.........

Zhenlong Academy is very rich, and Su Ze saw it again today.

Deep in the bamboo forest.

A new batch of bamboos were transplanted here, and the old appearance was restored.

"Do you have any complex about this bamboo forest? Do you feel more free and easy? But your current temperament is more suitable for being a chivalrous man on the bus."

Su Ze saw Xue Leihan leaning against a bamboo and drinking, and said aloud.

Xue Leihan froze, his face turned red, and he threw away his gray jacket and sneered:

"You kid, you are talking nonsense now. Starting today, we will fully prepare for the Ten Thousand Races Conference and start the hell special training!"

Su Ze nodded, looking forward to what the so-called special training is.

Xue Lei Han walked up to Su Ze with a wine jug, looked him up and down, and suddenly asked:

"Where's the sword?"

"I forgot to bring it."

"Hmm?"

"The sword spirit is angry, so it's hard to bring it out."

"Oh, you two... The sword spirit of the Immortal Slaying Sword has existed for a few years, so it's normal for it to have a temper, but it's impossible for a sword spirit to have a conflict with the sword master. You won't..."

Xue Lei Han's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Su Ze steadily.

Su Ze felt that what the old man said was completely irrelevant, and he couldn't understand what it meant at all.

What "sales"?

What do you mean by yourself...

What the hell am I doing again! ?

"What the hell?" Su Ze asked.

Xue Leihan touched his nose and waved his hand, saying, "Nothing, let's start practicing."

He changed the subject and asked with some pride:

"How is the "Huntian Sword Art" I gave you last time? Is it difficult? Have you practiced a lot slower? Do you not understand a lot of things?"

Xue Leihan stroked his gray beard and laughed.

"It's normal not to understand. Don't be discouraged. After all, it is a practice at the level of Hedao, which has already involved the level of Tao."

"Take your time, don't worry, I'm here, just ask if you have any questions!"

After that, he turned around with a smile, turned his back to Su Ze, picked up the wine pot and took a sip.

A breeze blew, and bamboo leaves scattered all over the ground.

Xue Leihan was in a good mood, quietly waiting for Su Ze to come forward to ask questions.