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"You brat, do you need to fight so hard?"

At this time, Sun Wu had finished checking the disciple's injuries. Although he was cursing, there was still a hint of joy in his eyes.

This threshold blocks almost 99.9% of warriors from being promoted from military commander to martial king. Every year, countless military commanders and warriors die due to forced promotion.

But as long as this step is taken, the sky will be open to birds and the sea will be open to fish.

Becoming a Martial King will not only greatly improve your cultivation and strength, but also extend your lifespan. Only a Martial King is qualified to be called a high-level warrior.

No matter which force in the human race, King Wu is a highly respected existence.

Even if he is recruited by others, King Wu can guard one side. Even if he forms his own force, usually no one will provoke him.

For example, Sun Wu sat in the Qingshan Escort Bureau with the dignity of King Wu, and developed the Escort Agency's business to every corner of the Four Kingdoms. Not to mention the human warriors, even the demon clan had to give way to them.

"Master, half of this kid's bones are broken. It will take him a year and a half to recover."

Although Zhao Changqing's injury was extremely serious, it was still worth it in Sun Wu's opinion. When a general is promoted to King of Martial, he is fighting for his life, and getting injured is just an ordinary thing.

When Zhao Changqing was promoted to King of Martial Arts, he was also seriously injured, even more serious than Zhao Changqing now. If Su Xiaofan hadn't taken action, he would have been in bed for three to five years.

However, the vitality of King Wu warriors is extremely strong. As long as they are not killed on the spot and can breathe for a while, they can basically heal themselves slowly.

King Wu can even regenerate a broken limb, but it takes a long time and requires a huge amount of energy and blood. Warriors who regenerate broken limbs usually remain weak for several years.

So at this moment, Zhao Changqing seems to be seriously injured, but he is not dying. He only needs to stay in bed for a year and a half before he can slowly recover.

"Well, it's nothing serious. I'll wake up after a while." Su Xiaofan glanced at Zhao Changqing, with a look of joy in his eyes.

When a military general is promoted to become a Martial King, it is a leap in the level of life. Zhao Changqing can fight back and kill the enemy. If his cultivation level increases in the future, he will be a top existence even among the Martial King warriors.

"Master, look..."

Sun Wu came to Su Xiaofan's side and said calmly: "We are still practicing escorting. With Chang Qing's appearance, it is not convenient to follow."

"Just throw it on the carriage, what's the inconvenience?" Su Xiaofan glared at Sun Wu. Warriors have great recovery abilities, especially King Wu. As long as he doesn't die on the spot, a few bumps on the road are nothing.

"Ahem, Master, this is your disciple."

Sun Wu looked pitiful, "Master, it's just a piece of cake for you. You'd better save this poor child and let him suffer less."

When a warrior is injured, he only needs to be instilled with huge energy and blood, or take natural materials and earthly treasures, so that the injury can be healed quickly.

Sun Wu would not dare to think of asking Su Xiaofan to waste his energy and blood, but it was a genius treasure, and the master seemed to have obtained two of them just now.

"You kid, I just got these two nice fruits, and you have to ask for one."

Seeing Sun Wu staring at the box in his hand, Su Xiaofan shook his head speechlessly.

Although this lion fruit is not a holy medicine for healing, it does contain extremely large amounts of energy and vitality. It is suitable to be used on Zhao Changqing at this moment.

"Take it, this kid Changqing is lucky."

Su Xiaofan ate this lion fruit, at most it would satisfy his appetite, but it had no effect at all, so naturally he would not be reluctant to part with it, so he immediately threw a lion fruit over.

"Thank you, Master. I would like to thank Master on behalf of Changqing."

His disciple was in pain. Sun Wu was overjoyed when he got the lion fruit. He pinched Zhao Changqing's chin and stuffed the lion fruit directly into Zhao Changqing's mouth.

The lion fruit looks like the size of a fist, but in fact it melts in the mouth. Almost as soon as the lion fruit enters the mouth, Zhao Changqing moans in his throat.

With a groan, the whole person turned around.

"Master, Master, I have advanced!"

When he opened his eyes and saw the people in front of him, Zhao Changqing couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. Injuries were nothing, he would be injured dozens of times a year, so he didn't take it to heart at all. The key was that he was already a King of Martial Arts warrior.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and meditate, and refine the lion fruit given by your master!"

Sun Wu slapped Zhao Changqing on the head and asked Zhao Changqing to take Hun'er back.

It was only at this moment that Zhao Changqing felt the huge energy, blood and vitality in his body. He didn't waste any time and quickly began to refine his energy to repair his body's injuries.

"I'll be able to recover almost as soon as daybreak, but it won't affect my journey."

Su Xiaofan looked around. Due to the fight between Zhao Changqing and the Golden Lion Demon King, the surrounding several kilometers of grassland had been hardened into solid ground. This space was even more open than the camp.

Su Xiaofan was too lazy to go back to the camp and greeted Shen Haodong and others. He simply sat down on the ground here to protect Zhao Changqing who was recovering from his injuries.

"Congratulations to Brother Qingshan, Changqing has the appearance of a martial saint."

After everyone sat down, Shen Haodong also looked at Zhao Changqing not far away with admiration.

Although it is said that a warrior needs to put life and death aside to achieve a breakthrough, there are only a few people who can truly do it.

Zhao Changqing had truly broken through the shackles of his mind before. This kind of breakthrough in battle would be of great benefit to his future growth. A perfect mind is also a necessary condition for promotion to the Martial Saint. In addition, with the Qingshan Martial Saint With resources, Shen Haodong is certain that the Qingshan Escort Agency will have another martial saint in the future.

Including Sun Wu, who is not far away from being promoted to a martial saint, and the three martial saints of the Qingshan Escort Bureau, even if they are compared with the strength of those dynasties, they may not be much weaker.

"Congratulations, Lord Aoyama."

Jiang Zhen looked at Zhao Changqing with some envy. He was not a talisman warrior, and his future road was much wider than his.

"The demon king's essence and blood will have little effect on you. If you want to advance to the Martial Saint level, you need to find another way."

Su Xiaofan glanced at Jiang Zhen and said, "This trip is going to the Divine Sea. If you and Sun Wu can kill a sea demon saint, you may have a chance of promotion..."

"The Demon Saint of the Sea?"

After hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Jiang Zhen immediately closed his mouth tightly. The gap between the Demon Saint and the Martial King is even greater than the gap between the Martial King and the general. Becoming a Demon Saint can already control the power of the world.

Just think about how manpower can defeat the sky. When the opponent controls the power of heaven and earth, King Wu, let alone killing the demon saint, even if he wants to hurt the opponent, it is probably just a dream.

Not to mention that the Shendu Sea is the home ground of the demon saints in the sea. It is difficult to deal with the demon saint's Martial King on land. In the Shendu Sea, isn't it just a snack for those sea beasts? Let alone killing them, they can protect themselves. Both Jiang Zhen and Sun Wu are capable.

"The road has been shown to you. Whether you want to follow it or not is up to you."

Su Xiaofan didn't say much. When he taught his disciples, they were always led by their masters to practice on their own. Fortunately, Sun Wu's lineage was more up-to-date and had many good students.

As for the qualifications of Zhou Xiong's lineage, they are much inferior. Zhou Xiong's father, Su Xiaofan's founding disciple, has long since turned into a bowl of loess, and his bones may have turned into yellow mud.

Although Zhou Xiong has good qualifications and is expected to be promoted to King of Martial Arts, he will never be a King of Martial Arts in this life. If he wants to become a Martial Saint, he has no chance at all.

This is also the difference between staying safely in the city and teaching disciples, and going out as escorts. Compared with people like Sun Wu who walk on the edge of the knife, a comfortable life undoubtedly limits the development of warriors.

"Ahem, ancestor..."

Zhou Xiong, who was coming from behind, felt frightened when he saw Su Xiaofan glance at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Uncle Sun Wu is about to be driven out of the Sea of ​​Gods by his ancestor, and his training mission will probably not be easier than Zhao Changqing's mission to kill the demon king. Thinking of the Sky-Swallowing Python Demon King that his ancestor mentioned before, Zhou Xiong's calves trembled a little. That thing is better than gold.

The Lion Demon King is much more difficult to deal with.

If Zhao Changqing had a narrow escape against the Golden Lion Demon King, Zhou Xiong felt that his training mission was to escape death. He really didn't have much confidence in his victory.

This was not because Zhou Xiong was timid, but because the strength gap between the two sides was too large. Especially when he saw the power of the Demon King's domain today, Zhou Xiong felt a little desperate.

"Originally, I wanted Changqing to fight the Sky-Eating Python with you, but I didn't expect that he would be promoted ahead of schedule."

Su Xiaofan turned to look at Zhou Xiong and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He couldn't tell what Zhou Xiong was thinking. This was because his courage was gone.

Without the warrior's courage to move forward, it would have been impossible for Zhou Xiong to break through between life and death. His path to becoming King Wu was almost cut off in half.

"Ancestor, I am useless."

Zhou Xiong lowered his head, feeling secretly regretful in his heart.

Zhou Xiong felt that he should not have taken over the Qingshan Martial Arts School in the first place. If he had been training at the Qingshan Escort Bureau, maybe he would be the one who broke through the King of Martial Arts today.

"Give you two choices."

Su Xiaofan sighed and said: "The first is to break through in the battle, and the other is to survive. But with your current mentality, death is almost certain."

"Ancestor, what about the second option?"

There was a look of hope in Zhou Xiong's eyes. From the meaning of his ancestor's words, he seemed to have other options.

"You recruit and teach disciples in the martial arts gym, and you rarely go out to fight with monsters and beasts. I don't blame you for this."

Su Xiaofan thought for a while and said: "Another lion fruit can be given to you, but your journey as a warrior will stop at being a martial artist. Even if there are heaven-defying treasures in the future, it will not be possible to improve your cultivation to become a martial artist." Holy."

The lion fruit is the sacred fruit of the golden lion group. Although it looks like a small golden lion, it does not mean that it is only effective for the golden lion group. For a warrior like Zhou Xiong who is only one step away from the realm of King Wu, taking lion fruit can also help him advance through the level.

But as Su Xiaofan said, the Lion Fruit can help Zhou Xiong become the Martial King, but Zhou Xiong's journey as a warrior will stop at the Martial King, and his hope of being promoted to the Martial Saint is completely cut off.

"Ancestor, I..."

Zhou Xiong was in a state of confusion at the moment. As a warrior, becoming the most powerful person was the goal in the hearts of all warriors, so this choice was not easy to make.

"Take the lion fruit, Qingshan Martial Arts School still needs you to continue." Su Xiaofan waved his hand and threw the box containing the lion fruit to him, "Don't be reluctant, you are much better than your father, at least you are still good. There is a chance to choose.”

Su Xiaofan's first disciple at that time, Zhou Xiong, was his father. However, he was not as lucky as him. When he died, he was only a military general. He was still far away from the realm of King Wu. Even if Su Xiaofan had the talents and treasures, he could not help him. he.

"Well, Zhou Xiong, there are many martial kings who use foreign objects to break through, so you don't have to mind anything."

Shen Haodong also spoke at this time. He even knew more than Su Xiaofan about the hardships of being promoted to King of Martial Arts, and he also knew more things.

Among the current Martial Kings of the Four Kingdoms, there are very few who have made breakthroughs on their own, not to mention none, and most of them have advanced with the help of external objects.

For example, among the Martial Kings who guard one side of the royal family of the Four Kingdoms, ten out of ten have taken the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Not to mention that their path as warriors has been completely cut off, but the hope of becoming a Martial Saint is extremely slim. This is also the reason why there are many Martial Kings in the Four Kingdoms, but Martial Saints are extremely rare. Only those like Zhao Changqing who rely entirely on their own abilities to break through and advance will have the opportunity to break through to Martial Saints in the future.

"Ancestor, do I really not have the qualifications to break through to become a Martial Saint?"

Zhou Xiong grimaced and looked at Su Xiaofan. Although at the beginning of his martial arts practice, his biggest wish was to become the King of Martial Arts and become a powerful and respected figure like Master Sun.

But as his cultivation improves and he grows older, Zhou Xiong's ideals are constantly rising. It seems that as long as he works hard, there is hope for becoming a Martial Saint.

But seeing the battle between Zhao Changqing and the golden lion demon king today, Zhou Xiong suddenly understood in his heart, let alone

If he is a Martial Saint, let him experience this kind of battle, he will most likely die tragically under the giant claws of the Golden Lion Demon King.

"Practice martial arts and cultivate your mind. Aptitude is not the most important thing."

Su Xiaofan looked at Zhou Xiong, shook his head, and said, "As a warrior, you must have the courage to face death. The anger in your heart is relieved. It will be a good thing for you to take the lion fruit and become the King of Martial Arts as soon as possible."

From Su Xiaofan's point of view, none of the people in the field and camp, including Zhao Changjun and the royal princess, could break through to King Wu on their own in the future, because their aspirations towards martial arts were not firm.

Of course, this does not mean that no one can become the Martial King. In this world, there are many spiritual herbs, spiritual medicines, materials, and earthly treasures, and there are also some that can assist military commanders to break through the Martial King.

As long as you are rich enough, you can use money to build a King of Martial Arts. Just like the royal princess with good training qualifications, as long as you are willing to spend resources, you can hope to become a King of Martial Arts within a few years.

"Thank you, ancestor, for giving me the lion fruit!"

Zhou Xiong had been the master of the Qingshan Martial Arts School for so many years, so he was naturally a decisive person. After hearing Su Xiaofan's words, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground without any hesitation.

At this moment, in the field near the camp, there are a total of two martial saints, three martial kings, and Zhao Changjun, a peak military general. In terms of safety, I am afraid that even the imperial city is not as safe as here.

However, the place where Zhou Xiong was meditating was still thousands of meters away from Zhao Changqing. Breaking through King Wu required a lot of evil energy from heaven and earth to temper himself. At this time, all the evil energy around Zhao Changqing had been absorbed.

Opening the box and taking out the lion fruit, Zhou Xiong stuffed it into his mouth. When the huge power of qi and blood exploded in his body, Zhou Xiong started to use his skills to reach the realm of King Wu.

The meridians that were originally blocked in the body were quickly washed away under the huge qi and blood, like white snow melting. Zhou Xiong's momentum was also rising steadily, and the power of qi and blood around his body became more and more powerful.

At the same time, the evil energy from heaven and earth within a radius of several thousand meters poured into Zhou Xiong's body like moths flying into a flame. In an instant, traces of blood seeped out from Zhou Xiong's skin. This was the evil energy that was tempering him. body.

This process will last for several hours, which would be several days if it were the time of the universe.

However, Zhao Changqing, who was recovering from his injuries thousands of meters away, skipped the process of tempering his body with evil spirits.

Because when Zhao Changqing broke through to the realm of King Wu during the battle, a trace of the origin of heaven and earth of this world was absorbed into his body, and he completed the transformation from military commander to King Wu almost instantly.

This is also the main reason why Shen Haodong said before that Zhao Changqing has the appearance of a martial saint. Without this trace of the origin of heaven and earth, a warrior cannot be recognized by the rules of this world, let alone become a martial saint to use the power of heaven and earth.

"Damn it, why can't I absorb the origin of this world?" Looking at his promising disciple, Su Xiaofan felt helpless in his heart.

He has always wanted to integrate into this world, but both the clone and the body are too strong. He is suppressed by this world. Not to mention absorbing the origin of heaven and earth, he can't even refine the evil spirit.

Although Su Xiaofan now has an immortal body in this world, well, he can live for hundreds of thousands of years. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has an immortal heart. Moreover, Su Xiaofan's physical strength was far inferior to that of hundreds of Martial Saints and Demon Saints combined. Even if they were Demon Gods and Martial Gods, Su Xiaofan could only fight with three punches and two kicks.

But the only thing that makes Su Xiaofan unwilling is that he cannot integrate into the origin of this world and understand the laws of this world. This also makes Su Xiaofan unable to display his cultivation skills.

In Su Xiaofan's opinion, if he wants to leave this space world, he must first regain his strength in the cosmic space or chaotic space, so that he can physically explore this world and search for the exit.

But now Su Xiaofan can only use the flying boat magic weapon to leave the planet, let alone fly. At best, he can only jump a few hundred meters high, and then he will be squeezed by the laws of this space and come into contact with the ground. Close contact.

That magic weapon needs energy stones to drive it. Although Su Xiaofan now has some energy stones, he doesn't dare to drive the flying boat magic weapon to explore. those energy

Stones can not only drive magic weapons, but also extend Su Xiaofan's life for more than a million years. Su Xiaofan will not use those energy stones unless it is absolutely necessary.

"If I can't find a solution this time, I'll stop practicing again."

Su Xiaofan sighed in his heart. What he hoped most now was to find traces of the earth's sages who lived here.

According to Su Xiaofan's knowledge, those cultivators on Earth's mother planet definitely have transcendent powers, and maybe there are even high-level void cultivators.

Those people must have found a way to leave this space world. Su Xiaofan now wants to find the cave where they practiced and lived before and get the information left by these sages.

The risk of re-cultivating San Gong is extremely high. Su Xiaofan's clones have been deducing the Kung Fu for many years, but until Su Xiaofan's true body arrived, the Kung Fu still failed to be successfully deduced.

However, Su Xiaofan also has a chance. The energy stone he took out last time can prevent his physical body from collapsing after he dissipates his energy. As long as he accepts the evil energy into his body, Su Xiaofan feels that he can succeed. Of course, these are all Su Xiaofan's guesses. Su Xiaofan still won't make the decision to re-cultivate San Gong before traveling to the entire Four Kingdoms, including places outside the Shendu Sea.

Zhao Changjun raised several bonfires in the venue to dispel the coldness of the night.

In fact, with Zhao Changqing and Zhou Xiong here, it is difficult for the evil spirit surrounding several kilometers to gather, and this place is actually more comfortable than the camp.

Sun Wu and Jiang Zhen gathered together and whispered. It was obvious that what Su Xiaofan said before put great pressure on them.

After all, the Shendu Sea is a restricted area for humans, and even the demon clans on land dare not go deep into it. Killing the demon saint in the Shendu Sea is thousands of times more difficult than pulling chestnuts from the fire.

However, unlike Zhou Xiong, Sun Wu was promoted to the King of Martial Arts by relying on his own strength. His heart for martial arts was so firm that even the Demon Saint could not shake it.

As for Jiang Zhen, the hardships he endured were ten times and a hundred times more than that of Sun Wu.

Because carving formation patterns on the body is a very painful thing. The higher the cultivation level, the more intense the pain will be.

Without a firm heart as a warrior, it would have been impossible for Jiang Zhen to become a Martial King-level talisman warrior, and he would have ended it long ago.

"Changjun, I will give you a chance to choose later."

Su Xiaofan, who was chatting with Shen Haodong, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zhao Changjun with a sad look on his face.

In terms of resources, Su Xiaofan is definitely inferior to the four great dynasties. After all, they can command countless warriors to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

But again, Su Xiaofan doesn't have many opportunities to use these resources. So far, apart from Zhou Xiong and Zhao Changqing, the only person from Qingshan Escort Bureau and Qingshan Martial Arts School who is qualified to advance to the Martial King level is Zhao Changjun.

Judging from Zhao Changjun's state, it seems that he has little hope of breaking through and advancing.

Su Xiaofan had already thought about it. When he passed the territory of the Sky-Swallowing Python, he would pick the holy fruit from their clan. If he was lucky, he might be able to create two more martial king cultivators in the future. "Thank you, Master!"

Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zhao Changjun immediately calmed down. To be honest, his qualifications are not as good as Zhao Changqing's. Being able to break through to the late martial arts almost exhausted his potential. He really has no confidence in being promoted to the martial king.

Therefore, compared with Zhou Xiong's entanglement, Zhao Changjun was prepared to use foreign objects to break through King Wu's mind. However, this kind of natural and earthly treasure was extremely rare, and Zhao Changjun was not sure that he would be able to find it.

Now that Qingshan Patriarch has spoken, Zhao Changjun seems to have taken a reassurance and no longer envies the two quasi-Martial Kings who are being promoted and recovering from their injuries.