In the courtyard, Mu Chen was straight, his palm was slightly bent, and a wisp of dark spiritual power quickly condensed in his palm, faintly, with a sharp fluctuation emitted.

Mu Chen sensed the wisp of spiritual power in his palm and felt the subtle changes. The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the gentle dark spiritual power in his palm suddenly vibrated violently at this time.

It was like water droplets splashing into a boiling oil pan.

And in that vibration, the fluctuation of the spiritual power was also rapidly increasing.

Mu Chen's palm was trembling slightly. He could feel that this strand of spiritual power was rapidly amplifying...

One layer...Three layer...Five layer...8 layer...

When the amplitude of the spiritual power reached the ninth level, Mu Chen's palm trembled more and more violently, and the spiritual power faintly showed signs of being out of control.

"It's only nine floors, that's not enough."

Mu Chen frowned slightly, and the slightly bent palm suddenly tightened. It seemed like a muffled sound was heard, and the spiritual power, like a wild horse, surged again!

Thirteenth floor!

The black spiritual power covered Mu Chen's palm, and the latter's eyes became solemn at this moment. The next moment, his palm shook violently, his fingers bent together, and he stabbed heavily at the stone pillar in front of him like thunder.

The sound of breaking the wind resounds!

All-level mid-grade attack spirit technique, bone-breaking finger!

Bang!

Mu Chen's fingers pierced deeply into the stone pillar, and cracks spread deep into the fingers.

Mu Chen stared at the cracks, slowly pulled his finger back, and murmured to himself: "Thirteenth layer."

He nodded. He had just cultivated the Dafutu Art to the introductory level. Just like this, he could increase his spiritual power by thirteenth level, which was enough to show the power of the Dafutu Art. Mu Chen could feel that when he became more and more proficient in the Dafutu Art, this increase could also increase accordingly.

"This Dafutu Art is at least a top-level spiritual technique."

Mu Chen grinned. The things left by my mother are indeed not ordinary. I am afraid that there will be no spiritual skills in the entire Northern Spirit Realm. However, it is really difficult to practice this spiritual skills. Mu Chen is very confident in his cultivation talent, but even so, it is still quite difficult to practice the Great Futu Art.

"But I don't need time." Mu Chen said to himself, then clapped his hands and turned back to the room. It seemed that within these days, he had to devote all his thoughts to the cultivation of the Dafutu Art.

Not far from the courtyard, Mu Feng couldn't help but smile, and he was quite satisfied with his smile: "Xiao Mu's talent for cultivation is indeed extraordinary. I had practiced the Great Futu Art before, but the first spiritual power that I cultivated took five days, and the spiritual power I cultivated could only reach a seventh level increase at the beginning."

"This kid actually cultivated his spiritual power in just half a day, and the increase reached such an amazing level. It was really a slap in the face." Although he said this, the pride and gratitude in Mu Feng's eyes could not be concealed.

"Haha, Xiaomu's talent is indeed quite amazing. I think the achievements of the post-year-old are not comparable to those of us outdated guys." Zhou Ye, who was standing beside him, also nodded with a smile, his tone full of emotion.

"Yes, although this Northern Spirit Realm is very big for us, it is too small for Xiaomu..."

......

In the next few days, Mu Chen focused all his energy on practicing the "Dafutu Art". The young man seemed lazy on the surface, but he had a moving stubbornness in his bones. It was this stubbornness that made him famous in the endless spiritual path of perverts. In the end, he even made a big deal that day, which made countless geniuses stunned.

With Mu Chen's full efforts in practicing, in just seven days, the spiritual power in his qi sea was also rapidly becoming stronger, and his understanding of the Dafu Tu Art has also deepened a little. However, it seems that it is still a little far from the foundation-building realm, which makes Mu Chen secretly amazed. The Dafu Tu Art is indeed not an ordinary thing.

After gradually putting the practice of the Dafutu Art on the right track, Mu Chen quietly relaxed a little, then divided his mind and searched for several volumes of attack spirit skills that were more suitable for him to practice in the secret room.

Although he has some spiritual power, it is essential to attack the spiritual technique of the surname if he wants to improve his combat power.

Moreover, Liu Yang is not an ordinary character. The ranking of the number one in the Beiling Academy is enough to show his strength. Moreover, his father is the lord of the Liu Realm. Liu Realm is the most powerful domain in the Beiling Realm. His strength is stronger than Mu Realm. There have been many disputes with Mu Realm over the years, and they are very disagreeable with each other. Although Liu Realm cannot reach the Beiling Academy, it will inevitably give Liu Yang the greatest support...

But is it really easy for him to be stepped on? There are so many things that even so many geniuses and perverts in the spiritual road that cannot be done, Liu Yang may be a lot short of it.

...

This is a training ground covered with stone piers. In that scene, a figure brought out a wisp of dust and smoke. Between its palms, dark spiritual power was entangled, and a faint sharp fluctuation was emitted.

laugh!

His fingers bent together, and under the enveloping dark spiritual power, he fell heavily on a stone pier like a sharp black thorn.

Click!

The gravel shot out, and cracks spread out from the stone pier quickly. A cold color passed through the boy's black eyes. The fingers that penetrated the stone pier suddenly shook. Only a muffled sound could be heard. The stone pier, which was about the thick waist, was actually pierced through.

A stone pier exploded and the boy kept his pace, turning his fingers into palms. The dark spiritual power surged, with a faint sound of thunder, and he slapped a stone pier with his backhand.

Swish!

When his palm slapped on a stone pier, the boy stood with one foot, and his whip legs filled with force flew out, slamming another stone pier.

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds resounded, and the two stone piers exploded straight away. As the gravel splashed, the boy slowly closed his legs and calmed down his breath. The dark spiritual power on his palms also quietly dissipated.

Slap.

There was a clapping and applause from the side. Mu Chen looked at him and saw Mu Feng standing outside the training ground with a smile. He was quite satisfied with Mu Chen's performance before. The offensive was like a heavy rain, with a murder hidden in the sharpness, which was not inferior to his subordinates who had been tempered from life and death. It seemed that his son had not been in vain for the year in that spiritual road.

"Dad."

Mu Chen patted the dust on his arm and walked towards Mu Feng.

"I'm going to go back to Beiling Academy tomorrow?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

Mu Chen nodded.

"If you can pass this competition, you should be able to advance to the Beiling Academy Heavenly Territory, and you will only be qualified to compete for the quota of the "Five Courtyards"." Mu Feng patted Mu Chen's shoulder and said with a smile.

"Is there a quota for the five major courtyards?"

Mu Chen stretched his waist, and a smile appeared on his thin face: "Dad, don't worry, that place, I'm going to make a reservation..."

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