The special buses of the Seventh National University are quite luxurious. There is only one seat in a row, and there is a small table next to each seat, with snack cabinets and refrigerators attached. There are iced drinks and even wine inside, which can be taken out to drink at any time. Lu Sheng was the first to get on the bus. After he got into the car, the other old students got into the car one after another. He randomly found a seat in the third row, and the first two rows were immediately vacant, and no one dared to sit there. All the candidates sat down behind him in a tacit understanding. There is not enough space for a single person, so two people who are close to each other will squeeze together. This is a kind of awe and respect. The law of the strong respecting, the higher the level, the more vividly it is reflected.
Zhao Kangtai didn't get in the car. As the leader of the Seventh University, he had his own special army. The one who actually led the team was a student mentor from the Seventh University, in his forties, wearing a white martial arts uniform with the emblem and name of the Seventh University on his body. As soon as the team leader came up, he began to distribute martial arts uniforms to everyone. "Everyone is a top martial arts student of the Seventh University. This time, the National College Student Martial Arts Conference represents the Seventh University. You should wear the same uniform. Please change it. If the size is not suitable, you can come to me for replacement..." Lu Sheng took a look at the martial arts uniforms obtained by "Two Five Three". There are curtains that can be pulled down on top of each row of seats, so it doesn't matter if you change clothes or something. After everyone changed their clothes and the team leader scanned it with satisfaction, he began to explain all kinds of things about this National Martial Arts Conference for College Students. ...Some of you here have already participated in a conference, and some are participating for the first time. In this case, I will introduce it again, listen carefully to those who have not heard it before, and understand it again if you have heard it..." This team leader has a gentle temper and is good at everything, but he talks too much nonsense. Lu Sheng looked out of the window, watching the scenery passing by from slow to fast, thinking about his own affairs. "The seventh-level grandmaster is like an oven, with the will to generate martial arts, and the grandmaster's force field... What about the eighth-level grand master? The qi and blood condense into pills, and the value of qi and blood can reach more than 100,000 casually. The qi and blood are as powerful as rivers, as hot as lava, and can almost melt steel. One shot is tens of millions of battle strength..." From grand master to grand master, it is another qualitative transformation. Especially in terms of physique. Qi and blood changed from liquid to solid and condensed, just like the Taoist golden elixir described in ancient Xuanshu, swallowed into the abdomen. It continuously provides potential, stimulates cell activity, and washes away impurities in the body all the time.
When it comes to grand masters, the lifespan of warriors will also skyrocket, and they will become the longevity species among ordinary people. Lu Sheng didn't care about this, after the second stage of the Immortal Golden Body was completed. He is only one step away from the realm of qi and blood that the great master condenses into a pill, and he can step into it at any time. "However, after the grand master condenses blood pills, his physique will continue to grow stronger as the blood pills are continuously washed away day and night. The longer you enter the grand master realm, the stronger your physique will be. " This is also one of the benefits of becoming a grand master. The blood will hardly weaken over time. Unless there is death or special circumstances, the body function can always be kept at the peak, and there is a chance to hit the ninth level of martial arts. Therefore, stepping into the realm of the great master also has another name—reconstructing Jiazi! A Jiazi is sixty years, and the peak age of ordinary people is only sixty years. Rebuilding Jiazi is not about adding another 60 years of life, but rejuvenating for a second time, and experiencing the peak period of the human body again. "Even if the perfect Immortal Golden Body in the second stage is not as good as those veteran great masters, it probably won't be much worse. Besides, there is still the third stage of cultivation..." What Lu Sheng cares more about is the martial arts will of the grand master level. Although he obtained a lot of grandmaster-level grandmaster will in the dream space. But what Lu Sheng saw was only their external brilliance and hardness, and he had no chance to see the glory of their heyday. "Grandmaster-level physique combined with grandmaster-level martial arts will, the power exerted is not as simple as 1+1..." So far, Lu Sheng has never felt the strength of a real grand master. The big master-level zombies in the dream space are too unrepresentative. Although Lu Sheng is now killing a grandmaster like a chicken, the gap between the seventh and eighth ranks is even bigger than the gap between the sixth and tenth ranks. "If you have a chance, you must feel it..." If confrontation with Wu Sheng is inevitable, then Lu Sheng needs to start preparing now. He hasn't even reached the Grandmaster Realm yet, even if the Martial Saint wanted to kill him, he would never be able to do it himself, it's great to send a Grandmaster to end. Therefore, Lu Sheng's current imaginary opponent's strength level is the eighth-level grand master. But no matter how strong the eighth-level Grandmaster is, he cannot be beaten to death. And everything that can't knock Lu Sheng down will only make him stronger, and sooner or later he will be able to unscrew Wu Sheng's head and kick it as a ball. "Wu Sheng is like a towering tree with lush branches and well-developed roots. But the bigger the tree attracts the wind, the stronger the power, the more troubles will be involved. It is impossible to handle everything by yourself, otherwise even a martial saint will be exhausted..." Lu Sheng thought to himself, "When I become a martial saint in the future, I must not make my subordinates so bloated. If hidden dangers are discovered, they must be killed as soon as possible, and the crisis will be strangled in the cradle..."
Lu Sheng thought about it, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the mentor who led the team was still chattering. I don't know how he can talk so much nonsense. He simply pulled the curtain and fell into a deep sleep. "Cumulus Mountain is here, everyone can get off..." When Lu Sheng woke up, he found that the bus had stopped. He was the first to get out of the car and looked at the scene in front of him. He is now at the foot of a mountain. The ground is paved with gray slate tiles, many cars are parked around, and there are supermarkets and restaurants in the distance. There is a huge mountain gate standing in front of it, and the word "cumulus cloud" is written on the mountain gate in red paint. Behind the mountain gate, there is a spacious stone step upwards. "The group members behind should follow up as soon as possible, and the scenery will be fine after climbing up the mountain. There are the ruins of the Martial Saints, the creations of heavenly soldiers..." A young tour guide was holding a loudspeaker and talking loudly, in front of him was a group of tourists wearing red tourist hats. It looks like a tourist attraction. "It was originally a tourist attraction." Before Lu Sheng came, he checked the information of Cumulus Mountain. Cumulus Mountain is also known as Martial Saint Mountain. Back then, the first Dragon Kingdom and the world's first Martial Saint-level powerhouse was born in Cumulus Mountain. Therefore, there is the site of the Martial Saint on Cumulus Mountain, which is called the Holy Land of Martial Dao by many people. Every year, many people come to visit the pilgrimage, many of whom are foreign martial arts masters. Now Lu Sheng saw some blond and strong foreigners in the square. At this time, the other old students from the Seventh University also followed. The group of people wore white martial arts uniforms with the names of the seven majors printed on them. They were tall and straight, imposing, and naturally attracted many people's attention after getting off the car. "Wow, a student of the Seventh Saint Martial Heaven!" "Before, I seemed to see students from the Sixth Shengwu University and the First Shengwu University... I guess they came to compete. Every year, the National College Student Martial Arts Conference is held in Cumulus Mountain." "So we can watch the live competition?" "In my dream, the venue of the conference is on the top of Cumulus Mountain. Without an official warrior badge to prove that it is impossible to enter, but there are live broadcasts of the conference in many places in Cumulus Mountain, so it can be regarded as watching the scene "All right……" Seeing that everyone has arrived, the instructor who led the team said: "We will go up the mountain next, please pay attention to follow my footsteps."
The old students nodded. The instructor who led the team didn't talk nonsense this time, and ran up the steps up the mountain in a flash. The old students followed suit. They are all the strength of a sixth-level warrior, and the speed is fully opened at this time. A group of people turned into white shadows. Ordinary mountaineering tourists only feel a blur in front of their eyes, and can only see a few small white backs when they look again. In the eyes of ordinary people, this scene is no less than the picture in the movie, everyone exclaimed and sighed again and again. Lu Sheng is also one of the white shadows. He walked very casually. But the speed is still frighteningly fast. I even felt that other people were too slow, so I simply didn't deliberately follow the flow and took a step up the mountain alone. The instructor who led the team ran for tens of minutes, stopped, and turned around to see if anyone was left behind. He squinted his eyes and counted, and suddenly couldn't help but speak. "Where's Lu Sheng?! Where's Lu Sheng from our school? Didn't he catch up?" An old student at the bottom stopped to drink water, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in surprise, "Lu Sheng ran to ahead of you 20 minutes ago, teacher, didn't you see it?" "Well..…" The instructor who led the team froze all of a sudden, looked back at the stone steps that stretched straight up, and suddenly couldn't speak a word. "Xiaoyun, stop for a while." On the stone steps of the uninhabited mountain road, two figures quickly climbed up. The two of them walked like apes running, and with every step they took, they were able to cross a distance of at least seven or eight meters. You know, this is not flat ground, but stone steps with a steep slope. One step spans nearly ten meters, and it is impossible for a warrior who is not a powerful warrior to do it. Hearing the call, the figure walking a little ahead stopped. Turning around, it was a girl in a light blue martial arts uniform. He is tall and well-proportioned, with long hair tied in a ponytail behind his head, revealing a clean and pretty face. Because of climbing all the way, I sweated a lot. This fair and pretty face is slightly flushed, and the skin texture is even more delicate, like a fine ruby covered with morning dew. "Take a rest first, we will go up later."
The one who called to stop the girl was a middle-aged man wearing the same martial arts uniform as her. He looked in his thirties, with tough and square features. .
