Chapter 198: You Have Great Potential

At this time, a large amount of withered energy suddenly emerged in his body, which made Zhang Yun stunned.

Return?

"How could I forget this!"

Zhang Yun was overjoyed.

As long as the energy he cultivated, his apprentice also cultivated, he could get a return.

Before, when Wu Xiaopang cultivated withered power, he also refined the withered immortal power. And now three strands of withered immortal power have been refined by him and integrated into his dantian, becoming a part of his energy.

At this moment, Wu Xiaopang broke through, so he could naturally get a return!

He immediately sat cross-legged and began to integrate the withered energy emerging in his body.

Because he could feel that this withered power had exceeded ten thousand strands, which meant that a strand of withered immortal power could be condensed!

The fact was just as he thought.

"Wow!"

Soon, with the cry of a baby, a gray-gold doll appeared in his body.

Zhang Yun directly operated the withered immortal energy in his dantian, forcibly refined this gray-gold doll, and integrated it into his dantian.

The withered immortal power in the dantian suddenly grew stronger.

At the same time, there was still a lot of energy left, but it was impossible to condense the withered immortal power, so it was stored in a corner of his dantian.

Looking at Wu Xiaopang, a strong withered aura emerged from his body at this time.

At this time, he also opened his eyes and looked at him with a little surprise: "Master, I feel like I can use the withered power now!"

As he waved his hand, strands of withered power energy suddenly lingered on his palm.

Unlike before, this withered power energy now carried a strong withered aura.

Zhang Yun immediately looked at the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island next to him, "Stretch out your arm and remove all energy defenses!"

The Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island was a little puzzled, but still did as he was told.

Zhang Yun said: "Xiaopang, try the withered power!"

Wu Xiaopang nodded, and his palm with withered power touched the arm stretched out to the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island.

Seeing this scene, the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island subconsciously wanted to hide.

"If you dare to hide, your heart will explode immediately!"

But Zhang Yun's faint voice came to his ears.

The body of the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island stiffened, and Wu Xiaopang's withering force had already fallen on his arm.

"Sizzle..."

Accompanied by a slightly harsh sound, the arm of the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island instantly withered under the withering force. Ah! Screaming in pain.

After taking a look, Zhang Yun said, "Okay, run the energy!"

The Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island immediately burst out the spirit of the Nascent Soul Stage, but this withering force was extremely overbearing, and he was not afraid of the spirit of the Nascent Soul Stage.

After bursting out two waves of the spirit of the Nascent Soul Stage in a row, the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island expelled the withering force from his arm, but the flesh and blood on his arm was still eroded a small piece and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

"It looks good!"

Zhang Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Now try the power of the cultivator's energy under normal operation!"

Looking at the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island, "Stretch out your arm normally to maintain the spirit!"

Still coming?

The Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island opened his mouth, but faced with Zhang Yun's indifferent eyes, he still stretched out his arm.

Wu Xiaopang continued to try.

Yuanying stage with normal energy operation, abnormal energy operation, deliberately releasing energy for defense...

He tried all kinds of situations.

He found that as long as the Yuanying stage did not deliberately release energy for defense, Wu Xiaopang's dry force could hurt the opponent.

Zhang Yun nodded slightly: "Not bad!"

Wu Xiaopang smiled.

The Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island sat slumped beside him, his face pale and full of resentment.

Not a human!

This master and apprentice are simply not human! !

"Okay, you can go back!"

Zhang Yun waved his hand and teleported the resentful Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island back to the previous room, and then brought all the remaining seven Yuanying stages here.

Let them continue to compete with Wu Xiaopang in dry force training.

But this time, he did not let these Yuanying stages slow down. Instead, he asked them to compete with Wu Xiaopang with all their strength.

After comparing them one by one, Zhang Yun was completely relieved.

Wu Xiaopang cultivated ten strands of withered power, and the fastest one among the seven people only cultivated two strands of withered power.

After one wave, Wu Xiaopang successfully won eight consecutive games. After winning the second game, he began to gain extra withered power. Wu Xiaopang and the withered tree each gained fifteen strands of withered power at this moment.

However, after absorbing the subsequent fourteen strands of withered power, Wu Xiaopang was unable to break through again, which made Zhang Yun a little disappointed.

But at the same time, he was also looking forward to it.

The harder it is to break through, the more amazing withered power he can get back once he breaks through.

The previous wave of Wu Xiaopang's breakthrough allowed him to successfully condense a strand of withered immortal power and still have some left. This second wave may allow him to condense the remaining nine strands of withered immortal power at once.

"It's time to let those guys in!"

Taking a breath, Zhang Yun asked Wu Xiaopang to wait, and he teleported back to the room.

Looking at the scene in the inner hall.

At this moment, there was no previous commotion in the inner hall, but many monks looked alert.

His appearance earlier cast a shadow over the people in the inner hall.

Someone was secretly trying to steal the withered power. After Yu Cang was robbed of his withered power, he was not teleported out, and this "immortal" did not reply.

Everything here suddenly became uncertain in their eyes.

Some cultivators had given up practicing withered power and began to search around the inner hall.

Zhang Yun looked at him and frowned slightly.

Buzz! !

At this moment, a wave of withered power suddenly rose in the inner hall.

It was the ancestor of Tianliu Sect.

Zhang Yun's eyes lit up and he immediately organized his words.

In the inner hall, many cultivators were also paying attention to the ancestor of Tianliu Sect, especially Yu Cang.

The withered power he had just cultivated was stolen, which made him extremely depressed. At this moment, seeing that the ancestor of Tianliu Sect had also cultivated it, he immediately used his spiritual consciousness to observe the ancestor of Tianliu Sect around him.

If the guy who had previously stolen the withered power invisibly dared to show up, he would immediately burst out and capture him.

However, until the Tianliu Sect Patriarch had fully cultivated the Withered Power after ten circles of Withered Power fluctuations, there was no movement around.

Instead, the voice of the ‘immortal’ resounded in the inner hall at this moment: “The second participant in the trial has cultivated the Withered Power and will now enter the next level of trial!”

Before everyone thought about it, they saw a beam of teleportation light falling on the Tianliu Sect Patriarch.

Seeing the Tianliu Sect Patriarch being teleported away.

“Senior…”

Yu Cang couldn’t sit still.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Yun interrupted him and said, “I have seen your situation. I didn’t teleport you because you have better potential. But you have only been suspicious since the beginning, and you don’t know how to continue to cultivate the Withered Power. Such performance disappoints me!”

Hearing this, Yu Cang immediately reacted and hurriedly said, “Junior understands!”

As he said that, he immediately sat down on the futon and observed the stone tablet to cultivate the Withered Power again.

While practicing, he was a little excited.

Excellent potential!

What does this mean? This means that in the eyes of this ‘immortal’, he is qualified to inherit his legacy!

No wonder he was not eliminated!

He is too uncalm!

He was actually affected by an invisible guy for so long, he should have continued to practice withered power.

Many of the other people present looked at Yu Cang with envy.

Being able to give the ‘immortal’ an evaluation of excellent potential is equivalent to indirectly showing that Yu Cang’s potential in withered power is qualified to inherit the immortal’s mantle!

This evaluation is not low!

But Su Die, the leader of the Lingxian Sect and a few others were a little skeptical.

Does Yu Cang really have excellent potential?

Based on the speed of cultivating withered power alone, Yu Cang is obviously much slower than the six elders of Qianhai Island and the temporary entrant who has entered the next level.

Is it possible that the potential of cultivating withered power is not only determined by the time it takes to cultivate?

Su Die and others guessed that it was a bit possible.

As a god-transforming stage, their knowledge is far broader than that of ordinary people. Some special methods are indeed not just about practicing fast.

The energy of withered power is very similar to this.

Because it contains the withered air that erodes vitality, if this special energy is not cultivated properly, it is very likely to cause backlash.

It is possible that the six elders of Qianhai Island and others who practiced fast before are not suitable for accommodating withered power. Although the final failure seems to be robbed by the invisible person, it is possible that their physique cannot bear it.

In this way, the potential of practicing withered power should be seen from one's physique!

Thinking of this, Su Die and others were all refreshed and carefully observed the withered power practice method on the stone tablet.

As long as they can cultivate withered power, they still have a chance to compete for the inheritance of immortals!

In the room.

Looking at the cultivators who were practicing seriously again in the picture, Zhang Yun smiled slightly.

Yu Shui'er, the six elders of Qianhai Island and others beside him were all stunned.

This is also possible?

Just a random nonsense sentence actually scared all the cultivators?

Looking at the serious-looking Yu Cang and other people in the God Transformation Stage, the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island and others felt for the first time that these people in the God Transformation Stage did not seem to be that smart!

Zhang Yun exhaled lightly. If he could, he would not bother to fool them.

The main reason was that the outer periphery of the Immortal Palace had been blocked. If he wanted to teleport Yu Cang, he could only teleport him inside the Immortal Palace, which was not very meaningful. As for capturing him like this with the Sixth Elder of Qianhai Island and others.

Zhang Yun did not want to take risks.

The God Transformation Stage was different from the Nascent Soul Stage. He was not sure that he could easily crush the other party.

If a fight broke out in the Immortal Palace, it would inevitably alert other people in the God Transformation Stage, which would only cause more trouble!

For now, stabilize these people and take down the withered immortal inheritance first!

He immediately waved the withered branch and opened the screen of the hall.

The Tianliu Sect ancestor had been teleported to the main hall. He immediately said to the main hall: "Two participants have come to this level. The second participant will sit on the cushion next to the first participant. The test of this level is to practice the withered strength!"

"Practice the withered strength?"

Upon hearing this, the Tianliu Sect Patriarch in the hall frowned slightly and uttered a dry and old voice: "Senior, this test is for me to compete with this person?"

"Yes."

Zhang Yun said lightly: "Sitting on the cushion in front of the tree, there will be an auxiliary light shining, and the speed of practicing witchcraft will be increased. The first person to practice ten strands of withered power will win and enter the final trial!"

The Tianliu Sect Patriarch understood after hearing this, and couldn't help but glanced at Wu Xiaopang.

This temporary joiner who was wearing a mask and couldn't be seen through was unexpectedly still here. It seems that the inheritance of this place can be obtained quickly.

Thinking of the previous three bridges to enter the fairy palace, everyone can only wait, and he understood. For a moment, he was a little excited!

If you beat this person in front of you, you can enter the final trial!

The inheritance of the immortal is only two steps away!

"Begin!"

Looking at the Tianliu Sect Patriarch sitting down, Wu Xiaopang couldn't help but say.

But as soon as the Tianliu Sect Patriarch sat down, he directly started practicing the Dry Force Cultivation Method.

Wu Xiaopang's face twitched, but he quickly took a deep breath.

The master taught us to be tolerant to others!

"Xiaopang, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and start!"

At this time, Zhang Yun's scolding came to his ears.

Wu Xiaopang trembled and hurriedly practiced the Dry Force Cultivation Method.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

In just a few minutes, several strands of Dry Force surged out in front of Wu Xiaopang.

The Tianliu Sect Patriarch, who had been paying attention to it, was shocked.

Why is this guy so fast? ?

He gritted his teeth and sped up.

However, when he finally cultivated and gathered a strand of Dry Force.

Wu Xiaopang in front of him, one, two, three, four, five... nine strands!

He had already condensed nine strands of Dry Force! !

"This is impossible!!"

The Tianliu Sect Patriarch couldn't help but scream in shock.

Wu Xiaopang ignored him and continued to gather the last bit of dry power.

"Wait, I want to make a deal with you!"

The ancestor of Tianliu Sect spoke quickly.

But Wu Xiaopang ignored him.

I just spoke to you in a friendly way, but you ignored me. Now you want to talk to me? I, Xiaopang, am not interested in you!

Soon, the tenth strand of dry power surged out of Wu Xiaopang's body.

The ancestor of Tianliu Sect sat there in a daze.

How could it be so fast?

He couldn't believe it!

How long has it been? Less than ten minutes, right?

Why can this guy gather dry power so quickly? ?

Zhang Yun's voice sounded: "The results of the competition are out. The loser will be teleported back to the inner hall. But there is still a chance. When you cultivate a hundred strands of dry power in the inner hall, you will be qualified for the second competition!"

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