My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 1857

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Seeing a group of people standing there in doubt, Ye Fan chuckled and said: "I know, you should all be top young geniuses in the clan."

After all, while the War God was still alive, many of the Patriarchs had only gone to Awakening and Deity Awakening.

Since the Ancient Martial Arts Revival Campaign, due to the craze, more and more people started competing with each other, and their cultivation increased by leaps and bounds.

However, for the few of you to be able to focus your attention in such a short period of time, be it Li Wu Chen or even two others, whose strength has reached the Divine Awakening Realm, this is still a matter worth being proud of.

However, breaking through to the next realm had always been a matter of the blink of an eye. It was related to one's talent, comprehension, and destiny.

At the same level, the actual combat strength would also experience a huge disparity.

In terms of realm, the cultivators of the Ancient Immortal Spirit World that have reached the Foundation Establishment stage can only be considered to have truly started cultivating. In other words, only those that have reached the Awakening Realm can be considered to have truly started cultivating.

If this level of inner force cultivation of yours were to be placed in the entire world, it would mean nothing at all...

Not to mention in my eyes, any random inner disciple from the Ancient Immortal Spirit World would look down on you guys for having such a low level of cultivation. "

When the group of clan disciples heard this, they immediately revealed conflicted expressions. They really did come with the mentality of the 'victor'.

After all, they were all top disciples of the clan, and their strength wasn't inferior to some of the elders.

Therefore, all of them were in high spirits and decided to come to the Sword God to seek advice. If they increased their strength a bit, they would have more face in the clan.

But after hearing Ye Fan's words, their cultivation seemed to be nothing to talk about.

"If you meet an opponent with the same inner force cultivation, then your cultivation will cancel each other out and you won't have any advantages.

In that situation, the deciding factor for victory and defeat, and even life and death, is the physical contest.

"Those with powerful bodies can win. If you can't beat them, you can escape by means of better physical strength."

Ye Fan said with a smile that was not a smile, "You might not believe me if I told you, but if I didn't use my internal energy, then all of you here would run these three thousand meters. Maybe even one of the guards in charge of the sword would not be able to run away."

When these words were spoken, the dozens of clansmen immediately burst into an uproar, each of them showing an unconvinced expression.

The guards of the Swordbearer Base weren't those who carried out missions. Their captain's body was only trained, or even had the strength of a Xiantian.

Even if they were warriors who had come from Barhams, they were not the kind of elite group.

"Sire God of Swords, although you have a great number of experts, the rest of us are not just simply training our inner force.

Perhaps, you don't understand the bloodline talent of some of our clans, but it is not only our White Tiger clan and the Shen Long clan that have increased our physical fitness.

"For example, the Kui, Rhino, and Tiangou bloodlines have all been awakened to strengthen their bodies. They can't be compared to ordinary humans," a young man from the White Tiger clan said solemnly.

Ye Fan looked at him, and discovered that this was one of them, the Divine Enlightenment Realm. He asked, "What's your name?"

"White Tiger clan, Bai Zongze pays his respects to the Venerable Sword God." Bai Zongze replied without feeling humbled.

Ye Fan muttered in his heart. He seems to have some grudges with the Bai Clan, but now these things are all just passing by in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, Bai Zongze, how about this … As your representative, go to the entrance of the base and find a guard to guard it.

"Choose one and let him run 3000 meters with you each time. Both of them are not allowed to use internal energy to recuperate, are not allowed to use Qing Gong. Just take a look at the results and you will know." Ye Fan smiled.

Bai Zongze frowned. Although he didn't want to, since the God of Swords had spoken, it wouldn't be good for him to refuse.

"Zong Ze, let's go!" "Don't be afraid!"

"Pick the best one, don't embarrass us!" Some of the disciples who knew Bai Zongze started to urge him.

Bai Zongze nodded his head and ran to the entrance of the swordsman base. He found a tall yellow-skinned man who looked the most energetic.

This man had the strength of an expert at the Xiantian Full Circle realm, which was considered quite high among the gatekeepers.

When the guards heard that it was the Sword God's order, they naturally did not dare to disobey.

The guard came in front of Ye Fan and respectfully knelt down on one knee, "M-ce!"

Ye Fan smiled and told him to get up, "Bacht's people?"

"Yes, number B1018, belonging to the Sixth Regiment under the command of Lord Azazar," the guard replied loudly.

"What's your name? How many years had it been since he'd joined the Barhams? "How old are you?" Ye Fan asked.

"My original name was Wang Shan, but I've been overseas for many years. Everyone in the regiment likes to call me Old Sam, and I've been with the Barhams for seven years! This is thirty years old! " After all, he was able to introduce himself to the kings of his faith.

Ye Fan nodded, "Okay, Sam, do you clearly remember the rules?"

"Yes!" You can't use your internal energy, you have to run three thousand meters with your body! "

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't embarrass the brothers, let's go."

"As you wish!" divine-wrath! " Filled with fighting spirit, Sam walked to the starting line.

Bai Zongze frowned. He didn't understand why a Xiantian realm and 30 year old mercenary would have the courage to compete with him against a genius of the Heavenly Enlightenment Realm.

He made up his mind that he had to shake off this Sam and let the Sword God "make a mistake" in front of everyone.

When the two of them reached the starting line and were ready, Aziz walked to the side and counted down: "Three, two, one!" "Run!"

In an instant, the two of them ran out from the starting line!

Watching the two figures leave, Wu Ye walked over to Ye Fan with a smile and said, "Brother Ye Fan, do you really plan on teaching them properly?" I thought you were going to get away with it and tell them about the 'dry goods'? "

"Since you're here, you should teach me well. My time is very precious." Ye Fan shrugged and said.

"What a pity... "These kids, they don't seem to understand, what's with your good intentions?" Misty Night said regretfully.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, looking at Bai Zongze who was gradually running to the front, and said, "It doesn't matter, they will understand."

Fog Night said eagerly, "Do you want me to play with you? Help you become a 'teaching assistant'? "

Ye Fan looked at the girl with a smile that was not a smile, "You shouldn't be wearing this outfit to seduce me right? Don't worry, I will give you a chance to play."

"Hmph." Wu Ye blinked his bewitching eyes, "Wrong, I was just trying to seduce you …"

Ye Fan sucked in a breath of cold air, suppressed the fire in his heart, and continued watching the match.

At this time, after running a full circle, Bai Zongze had already pulled a distance of 50 meters apart. The clan's young warriors cheered, feeling that victory was already in their hands.

Behind him, Sam maintained a uniform speed. His breathing rhythm was standard, his eyes were firm, and he was unperturbed.

At the end of the second lap, Bai Zongze's breathing became faster and faster. He discovered that he was only 30 meters away from Sam.

Bai Zongze wanted to use his internal energy to improve his physique, but he suddenly remembered that he couldn't use internal energy. He had no choice but to endure his exhaustion, gritting his teeth as he ran.

At the last lap, Sam suddenly started to exert his full strength. Although his speed was only a bit faster than before, it had already surpassed Bai Zongze's speed!

The group of clan juniors couldn't help but be dumbstruck when they saw this scene, and all of them became nervous. They didn't dare believe it, this Sam still had the strength to increase his speed?

Bai Zongze breathed heavily and ran as fast as he could against the wind. Sam followed closely behind, getting closer and closer …

Finally! The two of them had reached the finish line!

Azazel looked at his watch. "Bai Zongze seven minutes thirty seconds, Sam seven minutes thirty-one seconds, Bai Zongze wins."

"Phew!" "Hu hu!" Bai Zongze had his hands on his knees, sweating profusely as he kept swallowing his saliva.

Sam, who was behind him, dragged his tired body and reluctantly walked in front of Ye Fan, saying in shame, "Wang …." "I failed to live up to my expectations and lost …"

Ye Fan shook his head, and patted Sam on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's not a life and death battle, just running. Just try your best, you can start to recuperate now."

On the other side, a group of clan juniors heard that although Bai Zongze had won, the difference of one second was indescribable with the joy of victory.

They couldn't believe that the Divine Enlightenment Realm Bai Zongze was actually on par with a Xiantian realm guard.

One had to know that Bai Zongze was already one of their top characters. If it were anyone else, they would probably lose to Sam!

Ye Fan looked at the dejected Bai Zongze and the group of clan members with complex expressions. He smiled and said, "Now, do you still think that your physical fitness has an advantage?

If your cultivations were on the same level as each other, then all of you would be pitifully weak. I can pick any few of you with the same cultivation level as you, and you might be able to fight one against two, one against three, or even more.

This is because your speed is not the best, and your stamina is not the best either. As long as you fight a tug of war, your bodies will not be able to withstand it. "

Everyone had a complicated expression on their faces. Although they were unwilling, the truth was better than the eloquence.

"Lord God of Swords, if you want to use this method to teach us a lesson and let us start from the basics, I think you are being too biased.

There are three thousand roads, and we all have the same path. Our physical strength may not be as good as the mercenaries who have been out on missions all these years.

But if they were to fight, wouldn't skills, techniques, adaptability, and even bloodline talent be the key to determining victory or defeat?

"If you think that everyone needs to train their body to be strong before they can study other aspects, then you're too narrow-minded!" A prideful and cold female voice sounded out.