Super Dragon Cultivation System

Zhang Xing said with a smile.    

"Haha! How could I not dare to come? Your Ten Thousand Dragon Art is really unforgettable to me. That cultivation technique is too powerful. I even suspect that you aren't a Homo sapiens. "    

Mu Zifeng spoke the truth from the bottom of his heart. He had never heard of anyone who could combine dozens of dragons to form an entire group to fight.    

He could still accept the fact that dragons and dragons could be closely coordinated, but Zhang Xing was the heart of the Giant dragon. This was unbelievable.    

However, this wasn't what he was thinking right now.    

If he were to offer this cultivation technique and the other dragons to the Ninth Heaven dragon race, his weight would be higher than what he had expected.    

Zhang Xing, just how many secrets are you hiding?    

But this was not what he wanted to know the most at the moment.    

Before Zhang Xing could say anything, he changed the topic.    

"Zhang Xing, what happened here just now?"    

This was what Mu Zifeng urgently wanted to know.    

He had just entered the Fifth Celestial Layer on the transfer array when he sensed an unusual Aura.    

This Aura only flashed for a brief moment. Somehow, he felt that this Aura was very important to him, but he couldn't explain why it was so important.    

Therefore, he had to figure out this matter first, and then deal with Zhang Xing.    

"Eh? Your eyesight is so bad that you can't even tell that I am cultivating."    

Zhang Xing revealed a surprised expression.    

He did not hide it, and there was no need to hide it. Besides, there were still countless people watching, and they could easily find out if any one of them was caught.    

"Are you cultivating? Cultivating what?"    

Mu Zifeng's eyes swept across Zhang Xing's body, ignoring one of the sarcasm in his words. He only wanted to see what kind of changes had happened to Zhang Xing.    

However, how could Zhang Xing allow him to peek at him so casually? Even if he used his Divine Sense, he wouldn't be able to see through Zhang Xing's cultivation realm.    

"Of course, I should cultivate!"    

Zhang Xing smiled.    

"Hehe! Since you didn't take the initiative to say it, I'll make you suffer a little."    

Mu Zifeng shook his head, as if he was completely in control.    

"Is that so? It just so happens that I also want to exercise. I haven't moved for nine years. I wonder if my bones have aged or not!"    

Zhang Xing exercised the Neck for a while, but he still sat cross-legged. He did not feel nervous at all. It was as if he was not facing an enemy who hated him to the core and wanted to eat his flesh.    

"Zhang Xing, nine years ago, you fought back with all your might and used the Ten Thousand Dragon Art. It really made me unable to forget it for a long time. That thirty thousand feet Giant dragon made me feel both fear and shock. Today, I can't wait to experience it again!"    

Mu Zifeng said with emotion.    

"I don't need the Ten Thousand Dragon Art. One palm is enough!"    

Zhang Xing smiled faintly.    

"Hehe! You must have cultivated some powerful Dao and Divine Abilities in the past nine years. Do you look very confident? But I, mu Zifeng, am also not the Mu Zifeng from nine years ago.    

That year, I was beaten until I fled in a sorry state by you, and it really caused me to lose face! After I returned, not only did I not lose my will, but I also cultivated even more diligently.    

Because I only have one thought in my heart. This thought is the source of my motivation. I don't need to say it, you should know what this motivation is!    

Actually, I still have to thank you in my heart. If it wasn't for you, my achievements today would only be half of my original, perhaps even less than half!    

In order to express my gratitude to you, after searching through your memories, I've decided to leave you with an intact corpse. "    

Mu Zifeng's confidence stemmed from his killing clone.    

One Mu Zifeng could sweep through Level Six, let alone two.    

In his eyes, Zhang Xing and the surrounding dragons were just a bunch of insects.    

"It's good to have confidence, but... Blind confidence is a kind of sorrow, a kind of sorrow to repeat the same mistake."    

Zhang Xing said.    

"Is that so? I think this sentence should be given to you!"    

Mu Zifeng revealed a look of disdain and even had an extremely disgusted expression.    

He had always felt that Zhang Xing's indifferent attitude was an act.    

Since I dared to come here, I'm not afraid of your Ten Thousand Dragon Art. People with some brains would think of this.    

If I'm not confident, wouldn't I be courting death?    

Zhang Xing... was truly ridiculous!    

"Give it to me? What right do you have to give it to me?" Zhang Xing asked curiously.    

"What right do you have? ... I'll tell you right away!"    

Mu Zifeng felt that there was no need to speak anymore nonsense. He gently waved his hand and grabbed towards Zhang Xing's throat.    

Zhang Xing sat quietly and did not move. He looked indifferently at the palm that could easily grab anyone below the seventh stage.    

This palm did not have any power, it was like a friendly handshake between the two of them.    

Zhang Xing also raised his hand.    

Swoosh!    

Mu Zifeng's palm, which was as real as an illusion, was stopped a foot away from Zhang Xing.    

Mu Zifeng's palm was grabbing, while Zhang Xing's palm was pushing, and it just happened to grab onto Zhang Xing's palm.    

None of them had used much of their strength.    

In Mu Zifeng's point of view, Zhang Xing's cultivation level realm could only be cultivated to the late sixth stage at most. Being able to use 20% of his strength was already a very high evaluation of him.    

Even if he used the Ten Thousand Dragon Art, this 20% of his strength was sufficient to deal with it.    

But what surprised him was that Zhang Xing didn't seem to use more than 30% of his strength.    

Mu Zifeng's expression changed, and he increased the strength of his five fingers by another 10%.    

All resistance below the seventh rank was futile. Zhang Xing was extraordinary to begin with, so it was reasonable for him to be able to block this grab.    

If he couldn't crush Zhang Xing's palm with 30% of his strength, he would look at Zhang Xing even more highly, but that was all.    

Reality proved that he had overestimated Zhang Xing!    

When his five fingers exerted force and grabbed down again, he discovered that it was as if he had grabbed onto an incomparably hard rock. He couldn't even penetrate a single inch of flesh.    

At this moment, mu Zifeng was a hundred meters away from Zhang Xing. That grab of his was not a real palm, but a phantom image.    

However, the feeling of the rock was incomparably real.    

Mu Zifeng's pupils constricted. He looked at Zhang Xing with a puzzled expression.    

"You have also cultivated to the seventh level?"    

Thirty percent of his strength could easily crush a half-step seventh stage expert. Even if he had the dragon arm of the Ten Thousand Dragon Chant, it was still not enough.    

As an expert like him, there was no need for him to continue probing. He naturally thought of this point.    

Other than this reason, no other reason could be explained.    

"That's right!"    

Swoosh!    

When Zhang Xing said these two words, mu Zifeng withdrew his palm with a flash.    

"In nine years, you've cultivated from the early sixth stage to the early seventh stage?"    

Mu Zifeng's shocked eyes clearly carried disbelief.    

"What's so strange about it?"    

Zhang Xing smiled faintly.    

F * ck! This wasn't strange, it was just that there was something wrong with his brain.    

Sixth level of the Deity Realm to the seventh level was an advancement of a major realm. Mu Zifeng belonged to that kind of stunning and talented Heaven's Pride of the generation. He had used nearly two hundred years and lingered around the half-step seventh level for more than three hundred years.    

And Zhang Xing only used nine years!    

No! Zhang Xing had probably cultivated for less than fifty years, right?    

There was simply no comparison!    

Mu Zifeng's expression became solemn.    

If Zhang Xing was really at the seventh level of the Deity Realm, coupled with his Myriad Dragon Art, then, the outcome of this battle... ......    

At this moment, mu Zifeng suddenly panicked in his heart.