"Otherwise, in this Holy Palace test, I can surpass the average seventh-level pulse opening, how could I give up the first place to others."

Regarding the test in the Holy Palace that day, Nangong Yu still felt aggrieved.

turn out to be.

The miraculous skill practiced by Nangong Yu is extremely special, and half of its power must be blocked on weekdays.

Only at a certain juncture when you break through the technique can you temporarily lift the ban.

"If you are not as good as others, you are not as good as others! Grandpa heard that in the hidden test, you were far defeated by that person."

The white-haired old man scolded with a sharp voice.

"Yes, my grandson knows his mistake."

Nangong Yu looked ashamed, thinking of Luo Tian, ​​a strong fighting spirit emerged in her eyes.

"Yu'er, you have been the hope of my Nangong family for hundreds of years. Back then, because of this "Tiangang Jiyuan Gong", the Nangong family fell from one of the top ten reclusive families in the mainland to a martial arts family in a country.

"

The white-haired old man felt sad and sighed.

After hundreds of years, the Nangong family finally welcomed a peerless genius who could practice this unparalleled miraculous skill.

This "Tiangang Jiyuan Gong", the further you practice it, the stronger your strength will be. If you can practice it to a great extent, you will be the only one in the mainland!

"My grandson understands."

Nangong Yu sat cross-legged, restraining and suppressing the extremely powerful energy in her body.

Gradually.

The true energy in his body was compressed and converged by half. Even so, the true energy fluctuations of his Qi meridians exceeded the average seven-level pulse opening.

"You will be in seclusion for another ten days and you will be able to stabilize your cultivation state. You will not have to go to the recent exchanges with the new students of the 'Panshi Martial House'."
Chapter completed!