Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

Long Jianquan didn't take it seriously: "You are no match for me now...even with that kid next to you!"

Mu Yaoxi said coldly: "Arrogant! Who dares to talk about victory or defeat without fighting?"

"I don't mind bullying, but even if I win against you, it won't be much fun."

Long Jianquan said arrogantly, "But since you want to see it, I'll let you see what it means to be a Grandmaster!"

A dragon shadow wrapped in thunder emerged and appeared behind Long Jianquan, squatting on one side, and the roar it made spread towards the front.

What it spits out is water and thunder.

The torrent of energy hit the Yunluo fan.

The landscape screen behind Mu Yaoxi also began to crumble, and the picture of the bright moon rising from the sea could hardly be maintained.

Under the cover of the Yunluo fan, she took several steps back. Bai Yu held her shoulders, and the two of them struggled to hold on and survive this round of mental pressure.

The other onlookers were either trembling or pale.

"What was that just now..."

"very scary……"

"I don't want to watch anymore. My pants are moving! I have to go back and change my pants!"

"Is it the embodiment of the Dragon Vein Seal?"

"Why is my dragon so small and cute, and his is so big?"

"No, that is no longer a pure dragon vein seal, but a dragon vein seal that has undergone a qualitative change." Xing Yaoyao said with a heavy face.

"Qualitative change?"

"Well, the Dragon Vein Seal is the incarnation of the dragon vein. It will grow as it absorbs the dragon vein's aura and our mental power. After reaching the third level, it will gradually reach its growth limit, usually one foot... and on this basis, if we want to make it go further, we have to break through the shackles of the realm and let the mental power become a physical entity. However, at this point, it is no longer mental power..." Xing Yaoyao stared at the thunder dragon that was squatting there and was a full ten feet long.

"It's 'intention'." Mu Yaoxi said.

"artistic conception?"

"The artistic conception causes the Dragon Vein Seal to change. No matter what kind of artistic conception is comprehended, it will cause it to undergo a further qualitative change."

Mu Yaoxi lowered her Yunluo fan, and the light of the Heroic Spirit's Principle stabilized again, but she was now somewhat powerless.

"This 'intention' is often considered the most direct evidence of entering the Grandmaster realm."

"so……"

"Long Jianquan has already stepped into the Grandmaster stage. It's only a matter of time before he becomes a full-fledged Grandmaster."

Chapter 329 Appearance

The system of the extraordinary realm of Eastern cognition has evolved for thousands of years, and now has gradually formed a consensus.

The system is not static, but develops with the times.

The first level usually has no name. In ancient times, it was called "Xiantian", but it was also a realm set by martial artists and was not applicable to many situations.

The second level also varies from person to person, and the realm achieved by each person's second level transcendence is not the same.

However, from the first to the third stage, it can be collectively referred to as "rebirth and soul transformation".

The first three realms that a transcendent person enters lay the foundation for the subsequent ones and are a manifestation of secondary development of the body.

The name "Super" also comes from this.

But it’s different at the fourth level.

For a long time in the past, there was no concept of "Supernormal Fourth Level".

It was not until about nine hundred years ago that a master established this state, and he described it like this.

——Everyone in the world has something unfair going on. If something is unfair, one should speak out. If one does not speak out, then there will be nothing to speak out. When one speaks out, it will startle everyone. When one speaks out, it will startle the whole world.

Later, some people described the fourth realm of transcendence as "the air swallows Dongting Lake, the waves shake Taihang Mountain"...

Although it is somewhat exaggerated, most of the battles that people talked about in Daxia took place between masters of the generation.

The reason why it was difficult to define the fourth realm of transcendence in the past was that the gap between its upper and lower limits was huge. Some people did not see much growth in strength even after entering this realm, while others could ascend to fame in one step, from obscurity.

This is the 'Grand Master' of the fourth extraordinary realm.

There are only 0.67 extraordinary people among ten thousand, truly one in ten thousand.

The sign of the master realm is to understand one's own "meaning". The first, second and third levels are all laying the foundation, and the fourth level is the first test.

If one can comprehend one's own intention, one can further resonate with the heaven and earth, thereby calling upon powers far beyond one's own.

Therefore, someone once boasted that "Unless you become a master, you will always be outside the door."

Once you cross that threshold and build the bridge between heaven and earth called 'the resonance between heaven and man', you will become a master.

But that's the difference. Some people will never be able to establish the "communication between heaven and man" in their entire life. At best, they are just quasi-grandmasters.

Whether one can resonate with heaven and earth depends on the "artistic conception" of the grandmaster himself, and the requirements are naturally very strict. Grandmasters who can achieve a world-shaking success, without exception, have built a bridge between heaven and earth after entering the grandmaster realm.

But at this time, Long Jianquan has not yet reached this step.

He did understand his own intention, but he had not yet become a master.

If this step were so simple, it would not have become a difficult problem that has stumped countless geniuses for thousands of years.

The third level of transcendence is already the limit of a genius's growth. If you want to go further... it is useless to rely on piling up resources. You can only rely on your own talent, hard work... and that crucial 1% of luck!

Long Jianquan obviously has this luck. He has touched the artistic conception before graduation. It is only a matter of time before he steps into the realm of a master. Almost all the Haoyue in history have achieved no less than the fourth level.

Mu Yaoxi realized the gap. He knew that he could not stop Long Jianquan, who had already stepped half a foot into the Grandmaster realm, by himself.

If her realm is also raised to the third level of transcendence, ordinary masters may be able to fight against her, but under the situation of level suppression, the principles of heroic spirits are difficult to take effect.

After all, 'artistic conception' is very close to 'mystery', second only to 'holy way'.

The dragon shadow behind Longjianquan snaked its body, and the roaring thunder condensed in the air, deafening, like black clouds pressing over the city.

He raised his hand, and layers of lightning gathered in his palm.

"It's not too late for you to leave now." Long Jianquan said calmly, "Or do you plan to take this blow from me and give it a try?"

……

Tao Rusu was sweating coldly at this moment. She didn't expect that the oppressive feeling brought by the bright moon would be so strong.

This can't go on.

Or let me do it...

She was about to move forward when her shoulders were held down.

"If you go out now and walk into his trap, all his efforts will be wasted." Xing Yaoyao grabbed her wrist.

"but!"

"Don't get excited." Xing Yaoyao raised her finger in front of her lips and said, "Don't worry, Long Jianquan, that shameless four-legged salamander, won't be able to keep his arrogance for long."

Tao Rusu turned around and looked.

Xing Yaoyao had just received the news that Bei Mingque had left the abyss. As long as he could get here, Long Jianquan would naturally have no energy left to take care of the remaining two people.

……

At this time, on the mountain road outside the Chuanwu Academy.

A young man in white clothes was climbing the stairs step by step, his movements neither hurried nor slow. His temperament was outstanding, giving people a strong sense of an icy personality. His long hair was casually draped in front and behind his shoulders, and a little chill was emitted from his hair when he walked.

Song Qingnian, who was standing by, was almost scratching his head. He said anxiously and helplessly, "Boss, can you please be faster? Even a turtle is faster than you!"

The young man maintained a blank expression and said calmly, "I've seen what happened between the True Dragon Society and the Thousand Dust Society, but I won't interfere."

"Ah?" Song Qingnian was stunned. He didn't understand: "Why? Joining forces to suppress the True Dragon Society is the most appropriate choice now."

"It has nothing to do with this matter." The young man said calmly, "The president of Qianchen Society is the freshman named Bai Yu."

"Yes."

"So I can't help him." Bei Mingque said bluntly.

"Do you have a grudge against him?"

"I won't act based on my personal preferences." Bei Mingque continued to walk forward slowly: "But he is different."

Song Qingnian didn't understand: "I don't understand."

Bei Mingque changed his words: "If I help him, it will be a humiliation to him."

Song Qingnian remembered what Bai Yu had said before, and he suddenly felt that the relationship between the two was complicated enough.

"But if the president doesn't help, no one can control that arrogant Long Jianquan!"

"So I'm heading over there." Bei Mingque said this before climbing up the stairs.

"But your speed..."

"I'm warming up."

“…This isn’t funny.”

"I'm not kidding either."

Bei Mingque said no more. He thought to himself that if Bai Yu was still safe by the time he arrived at the martial arts arena, he would still have time to stop Long Jianquan.

If he can't make it to that time.

The same applies when you settle the score with Long Jianquan later.

If this is true, he will be very disappointed... He can't even cross a bright moon, let alone shake the thousand-year-old family of Beiming.

As he was thinking this, Bei Mingque had already seen the main gate of Chuanwu Academy, which was still some distance away.

Just then, two people came up from the side path.

The two women, about 20 years old, were dressed very similarly and should be senior and junior sisters from the same school.

Song Qingnian took a look and was immediately amazed.

Then he bumped into Beimingque.

The former kept moving upwards like an ice sculpture, with his right leg suspended in the air, five centimeters away from the steps, but he did not fall down, his eyes staring straight at the two people above.

Feng Tongtong scratched his head while looking at the map. "This should be the Chuanwu Academy, right? Do you want to ask the two people over there for directions?"

The woman next to him said calmly, "No need... We're already there. There's a building sign over there."

"Really? Then let's go over there quickly." Feng Tongtong said happily.

"Ah."

Before leaving, the woman said to someone in a light tone, "I'm in a good mood today. You can go now."

Bei Mingque’s neck was stiff.

Song Qingnian hadn't figured out what was going on yet. He wanted to ask who the other person was and whether the president knew him.

The next moment, he felt like he was flying high like a kite, and the next moment, he had crossed hundreds of steps and stopped at the main entrance of the Chuanwu Academy.

Standing next to him was Bei Mingque, with a shadow of a black tortoise hovering behind him, disappearing in an instant.

Before Song Qingnian had the chance to congratulate Bei Mingque on entering the fourth level of comprehension, he noticed that the president's usually expressionless face had actually changed slightly.

There were three parts doubt, three parts shock, three parts confusion and one part fear... He could directly see a fan-shaped statistical chart because it was the first time Bei Mingque showed such an easy-to-understand expression.

"President?"

"Don't ask anything." Bei Mingque stood at the main entrance, glanced at the stairs behind him, and didn't want to go up a step. Instead, he warned: "You didn't see anything, and neither did I. This is for our own good."

Song Qingnian scratched his head: "Huh?"

Is that girl that scary?

She is so beautiful.

It was the kind of beauty with both temperament and appearance that Xing Yaoyao decisively wanted to ask her to be her sister.

Bei Mingque didn't know what Song Qingnian was thinking. He was just wondering why the other party came. He soon made some associations and found the corresponding answers.

"The ground is filled with murderous intent..." He murmured, "Could it be true?"

"The ground is filled with murderous intent?" Song Qingnian asked, "Could it be something?"