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[Congratulations to the host for successfully beheading the demon eight-star martial artist and gaining [-] training points! 】

The system beep sounded again, announcing the death of the demon.

An Heng retracted his saber and looked around.

The surrounding warriors cheered bursts of cheers.

Ping Qi applauded, smiled and walked in front of An Heng.

"Long time no see, Brother An, I didn't expect my strength to improve so much in just a few days?"

"Master Ping?"

"Master Ping!"

Jiang Feng and the others were a little surprised.

"Why is Brother Ping here!"

An Heng was taken aback, and then said very humbly.

"Brother Ping is too famous."

"Haha, too much credit?"

Ping Qi glanced at An Heng meaningfully.

"Before, I was a little surprised that the city lord tried to win you over in every possible way, but I didn't expect that you made me understand just now."

"Sword technique, palm technique, body technique, arrow technique, body training technique, and mental technique, have they all already achieved Dzogchen?"

"Forgot, there should be a sword technique Dzogchen, right?"

He noticed the long sword on An Heng's waist.

"Brother An's talent now shows, it can be said that the future can be expected."

"Is there a mistake? Sword technique, palm technique, body technique. All Dzogchen?"

"All the martial arts are perfect? ​​What kind of talent is this?"

"Unheard of!"

"In this regard, I can only say one thing, you are awesome!"

"This eight-star martial artist died unjustly!"

Everyone was a little startled, and looked at An Heng again with a little awe.

"Is it really what I thought it was?"

Feng Ping revealed bitterness, he had already guessed in his heart, and now that he learned the truth, his heart was even more bitter.

He was a little surprised, and felt a little unhappy about being rescued by his junior brother.

With so many people, he didn't expect that Ping Qi would tell all the secrets about him.

He was slightly embarrassed.

"Anheng, with your current situation, you probably won't be able to learn anything in the Fengwu Martial Arts Hall, right?"

"Or come to my city lord's mansion!"

"What? Master Ping personally threw an olive branch at him?"

"Master Ping is right. There is nothing to teach An Heng in the current Fengwu Martial Arts Academy. You must know that the leader of the demon clan just now is an eight-star martial artist, even if he is the owner of the Fengwu Martial Arts Academy. It’s here, I’m afraid I won’t be able to retreat completely.”

"If Lord Ping wants to recruit me, fine!"

"Hurry up and agree, enter the city lord's mansion, then you will be able to rise to the sky!"

The strength of Qingfeng City's city lord is very strong, he is already a nine-star general!
Just one step away from becoming a fourth-rank Wuhou!

Compared to the Fengwu Martial Art Museum, the City Lord's Mansion must be better.

"You, still want to refuse?"

Ping Qi said with a smile.

An Heng didn't know how to choose, so he could only speak.

"Brother Ping, give me some time, I'm going to discuss it with my master."

"alright."

Ping Qi did not choose to continue to press An Heng, and let him make a quick choice.

Twisted melon, not sweet.

"If you have made a decision, just let us know, and our City Lord's Mansion welcomes you anytime!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

But the rest of the warriors couldn't calm down in their hearts.

"This time I still have to thank you, little brother."

Feng Ping said gratefully.

"If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid this time."

"Yes, Brother An, thanks to you this time!"

"If you need it in the future, you must be a saddle and a horse!"

Jiang Feng also said very gratefully.

And several other female martial artists also surrounded them, throwing a few winks at An Heng.

An Heng was a little overwhelmed for a while.

said quickly.

"It doesn't have to be like this. These are the things that should be done. After all, we are all humans, and it is our duty to help each other."

"By the way, Brother An, there may be something good on those demons, should we go find it?"

Kousi looked at the demons lying on the ground with bright eyes and said.

"Yeah, I remember your reminder."

"Especially that eight-star martial artist, hehehe!"

While talking, she walked over, leaving only three female martial artists standing in place, looking at An Heng's back with some mourning.

"what is this?"

An Heng bent down, and saw that there seemed to be a ring on the finger of the demon leader's right hand.

"Is this a storage ring?"

He took off the ring with some doubts.

Afterwards, a space of about eight cubic meters appeared directly in front of An Heng.

Inside, some clothes were placed in a mess, and in a small corner, there were some strangely colored stones.

Next to the pile of clothes, An Heng found a somewhat quaint little book and some useless sundries.

"Holding the grass, I found a treasure!"

An Heng said happily.

He was still thinking about when he would have a storage ring, but he didn't expect to get it now.

An Heng looked at the two somewhat quaint booklets. He originally thought that these should be exercises or something, but he couldn't understand the words on them at all.

Should it be the characters of the Demon Race?

Anheng then thought of his own system. Although he couldn't understand it, he had a system!
The strongest training system

Character: An Heng

Realm: Five-star martial artist (24 points/H)

Training points: 5460
Skills: none

Rising Dragon Palm: Dzogchen

Bloodthirsty Knife: Dzogchen
Zhan Tianjian: Dzogchen

Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens: Dzogchen
Burning Sun Dangong: Dzogchen
Body Forging: Dzogchen
Linking Stars Archery: Dzogchen
Alien common language: not learned (0/10)

The training points naturally increased by more than 3000 points, and An Heng slowly looked towards the last column.

A little confused, alien?

Is it the Mozu?
After thinking about it, Anheng began to add points to the common language crazily, but after adding it only once, it was perfect.

But immediately An Heng figured it out, and a piece of information appeared in An Heng's mind very abruptly.

Thunderbolt Jue: The third-grade middle-level secret skill, after using it, will increase the internal strength within a certain period of time, and can suddenly burst out more powerful strength. The higher the proficiency, the higher the burst strength.

An Heng was a little taken aback.

He thought it was a practice at first.

However, this Ben Leijue is more exaggerated than the exercises. For every [-]% increase in proficiency, the explosive strength will also increase by [-]% correspondingly.

Following the sound of prompts, An Heng directly raised Ben Lei Jue to the realm of Dzogchen!

The strength that can be erupted has directly increased by 50.00%!
In future duels in the same realm, An Heng will be more confident.

But when An Heng was in a daze, Kou Si said.

"Brother An, can you see if there are any spirit stones in the ring? All eight-star martial artists like this should have them."

With a thought, An Heng took out a stone of a different color from the storage ring.