chapter 3 Kung Fu and Secret Techniques

Not long after, Owen Su returned to his residence.

"Sir, there are less than twenty days left before the battle for the Sword Token. According to the past rules, all younger generations participating in the battle must pass the assessment set by the family half a month in advance. The minimum standard for this assessment is, It means that the cultivation level reaches the Eighth Ture Martial-arts Boundary, and three days later, it will be the deadline for the family assessment."Sherry said.

"I know, you go down first." Su Xin said.

Sherry left obediently.

In the room, Owen Su sat cross-legged, with many memories emerging in his mind.

This was the inherited memory that appeared in Owen Su's mind when Supreme Bloodline awakened. It included a technique and a forbidden technique. M..

The technique is the inheritance technique of those who have awakened their bloodline. It has no name.

Although Owen Su's bloodline has been awakened for three full years, he had been in the Forbidden Demon Prison before and had no chance to practice. However, he had already completely mastered the practice of this technique. Until now, he Only then did I really start practicing according to this technique.

With practice...

Owen Su immediately felt that the surrounding auras of heaven and earth were gathering towards him at an extremely terrifying speed, and the whole space seemed to be trembling.

In just a moment, Owen Su felt that his cultivation level had improved.

"It's too fast. The speed of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is really too fast. I'm afraid it's dozens of times, nearly a hundred times faster than before my bloodline was awakened."Owen Su himself was shocked.

Not only that, Owen Su could also clearly feel that this technique also greatly compressed and improved the quality of his own spiritual power, making the power he could burst out instantly much stronger than before.

If he had been at a disadvantage in a head Seventh Ture Martial-arts Boundary , who was at the peak of the seventh level, as he had just entered the Seventh Ture Martial-arts Boundary for the first time, he was definitely stronger than Zhao Qing in a head-to-head encounter. Not weak.

"No wonder the bloodline awakeners are all gifted. With this technique alone, the bloodline awakeners can practice dozens or even hundreds of times faster than ordinary people. How can this be compared?"Owen Su sighed.

As for the forbidden technique...

This forbidden technique is called "God's Destruction". It is a method that can forcibly burn the Blood Power in the body, thereby increasing one's strength dramatically in a short period of time.

Of course, as a forbidden technique, this move has quite a few side effects and can only be used to save lives in critical moments of life and death.

"My original cultivation has reached the peak of the Tenth Ture Martial-arts Boundary. It is only because I have not absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for a long time that my cultivation has fallen. Now I have to practice again. It will definitely be much easier. What's more, my current cultivation speed is faster than ordinary people." I'm afraid it will be dozens of times faster, and three days should be enough for my cultivation to reach the Eighth Ture Martial-arts Boundary."

Owen Su shook his hands slightly, and then began to practice with concentration.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

…

A huge martial arts arena was filled with people.

Today is the last day of the Su Family Sword Token competition assessment. Whether they are the direct descendants of the Su family or the young descendants of the disciples with other surnames, many have come here. Some whose strength has reached the minimum standard of the assessment want to come and compete. Try your luck.

After all, the competition for the Su Family Sword Token is usually held only once every few years. Although most of them know that they cannot really win the Sword Token and become the leader of the younger generation of the Su Family, they can just participate in this competition. It's already an achievement for them.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The burly figure more than two meters high in the center of the martial arts field, with a arrogant stick, sent Vic Zhao, who was participating in the assessment from the disciples faction, flying away.

Vic Zhao was knocked directly to the edge of the martial arts arena and was in a very embarrassed state.

"Haha, Vic Zhao, your strength is still a bit lacking. Most of the average Eighth Ture Martial-arts Boundary can last for more than twenty breaths in the hands of this war puppet, but you only lasted eighteen breaths. How can you give me this? We are embarrassed."

Seeing Vic Zhao defeat, several people around him immediately started joking.

"I can't help it. I just broke through to the eighth level yesterday, and my level is still not stable. Naturally, I can't compare with you, especially you, Otto Hong. You are already at the peak of the eighth level."Vic Zhao stood up and looked at those few people with some dissatisfaction. people.

Those people didn't say anything more.

Vic Zhao also retreated to the side and stood with Otto Hong and others, feeling a little unwilling in his heart. "It's a pity. If I could have broken through a few days earlier and stabilized the realm, I could refine that palm technique as my elder brother said." As for entry level, I might pass today’s test.”

While Vic Zhao was thinking about it, Otto Hong suddenly came over, "Vic Zhao, you said it's already this point. So, is Owen Su still here?"

"Owen Su?"

As soon as Owen Su was mentioned, Vic Zhao immediately gritted his teeth.

Three days ago, he was defeated by Owen Su, and one of his teeth was knocked out by a slap from Owen Su. This matter had spread long ago, and several people in Otto Hong also heard about it.

And they also heard that Owen Su not only defeated Vic Zhao, but also threatened to participate in the battle for the Sword Token , and even said that he would kill Vic Zhao's eldest brother Jackson Zhao in the battle for the Sword Token .

Jackson Zhao is the undisputed strongest among the younger generation of the two major factions of the Su Family.

As for Owen Su, although he was the number one genius three years ago and was more amazing than Jackson Zhao, after being held in the Forbidden Demon Prison for three full years, everyone knew that this genius was already useless.

Especially knowing that when Owen Su fought against Vic Zhao, he only showed his cultivation at the Seventh Ture Martial-arts Boundary...

Naturally, no one took what Owen Su said to heart, and many people even looked at Owen Su as a joke.

People like Otto Hong came here to see Owen Su jokes today.

"Then Owen Su is just a self-righteous fool."Vic Zhao sneered.

"Three days ago, when he fought with me, his cultivation level could only reach the Seventh Ture Martial-arts Boundary. However, the minimum requirement for the Su Family's sword spirit competition assessment was the Eighth Ture Martial-arts Boundary. He couldn't even reach the minimum threshold. He also threatened to confront my eldest brother in the Sword Token battle and kill him, what a joke."

"I'm really looking forward to him coming today. If he dares to come, I will torture him severely in front of everyone and avenge his shame!"Vic Zhao thought fiercely.

He has now broken through and reached the Eighth Ture Martial-arts Boundary, and his strength has been greatly improved. He thinks that if he faces Owen Su again, he will definitely win.

After all, it was only three days, and he didn't think Su Xin's cultivation level could really improve much.

And just then...

"Um?"

Vic Zhao looked to the side, where a figure was slowly walking towards the center of the martial arts field.

"Owen Su, he really dares to come!"Vic Zhao's expression immediately turned ferocious.

At this moment, everyone in the martial arts field also turned their attention to the Su Family number one genius who was imprisoned in the Forbidden Demon Prison and wasted for three full years.