Chapter 42: Dragon Battle

"Can warriors communicate with this earth vein?"

Chu Fengmian couldn't help but ask.

The world is mysterious, and there has never been a rumor that a warrior can do this.

Even his master, the master of swordsmanship, seems to have never done this, and he can't even imagine it.

"Of course ordinary warriors can't do it, but it doesn't mean you can't!"

Xing Xuan listened to Chu Fengmian's question and said sternly.

"Open your divine vein now! Do you feel that the spiritual power in your body seems to be inexhaustible?"

"This is actually a symbol of communicating with the earth veins! Opening the spiritual veins is actually communicating with the earth veins of the nine regions now! Only by opening all the spiritual veins can they transform into divine veins, which is enough to communicate with the earth veins of the nine regions! From the earth veins of the nine regions! Seize the spiritual power!"

Xing Xuan continued to speak.

"Otherwise, why do you think this divine vein has endless spiritual power? Even if the spiritual power is strong, it will be exhausted sooner or later. But if it is enough to communicate with the earth vein, it is equivalent to replenishing spiritual power every moment. In this way, it is truly endless!"

"So that's it!"

After listening to Xing Xuan's words, Chu Fengmian suddenly understood.

Indeed, he had doubts just now. Even if Chu Fengmian opened up more spiritual veins, there was an upper limit. The spiritual power in it could not be endless.

When using spiritual power, consumption can still be detected. It is impossible that there is no consumption.

It seems that the spiritual power consumed by Chu Fengmian was restored by this divine vein to communicate with the earth vein.

"You are lucky, kid. Not only did you practice the Huangxuan Sect's skills, but you also got the Xuanhuang Ancient Pill, which allowed you to condense the divine vein in one fell swoop!"

Xuan Xing looked at Chu Fengmian and said with a sigh in his tone.

"The Divine Vein Huang Xuan Sect's technique? Xuan Huang Ancient Pill?"

Listening to Xuan Xing's words, Chu Fengmian had countless doubts in his mind. These unfamiliar words were something that even Chu Fengmian in his previous life had never heard of.

"The technique I practice is clearly the Broken Bone Rebirth Technique."

"The technique you practice is actually the entry technique of the Huang Xuan Sect! The pill just now is the Xuan Huang Ancient Pill!"

Xing Xuan looked at Chu Fengmian and sighed.

"For countless years, the Huang Xuan Sect has been forgotten. It seems that the former glory has long been forgotten."

"Boy, since you have already cultivated the Divine Vein, you don't need to practice the Broken Bone Rebirth Technique anymore! This technique seems to be suitable for your body."

Xing Xuan said, and a text suddenly appeared in Chu Fengmian's mind.

These words gradually condensed into the shape of an ancient book.

"War Dragon Art?"

The three bright words on it, at a glance, all of them have a sense of boundless fighting spirit.

And then Chu Fengmian flipped through it, his eyes widened.

"What! Each level of this War Dragon Art is actually distinguished by the power of the ancient war dragon!"

The ancient war dragon is a super beast that defies the heavens. It was undoubtedly the super overlord at that time. Many of the current dragons are descendants of the ancient war dragons. They have impure blood and are also powerful and earth-shaking.

But in this War Dragon Art, the ancient war dragon is regarded as a combat unit.

Just like the first level of this War Dragon Art, when practiced to the extreme, it actually has the power comparable to a real ancient war dragon!

And then, there are the second and third levels.

But the content behind it has not been revealed.

"With your current strength, this first level is enough for you to practice."

Xuan Xing looked at Chu Fengmian's disappointed expression and spoke calmly.

"Being able to practice the first level of the Dragon Fighting Technique is enough to gain a foothold in this continent!"

"Yes."

Chu Fengmian also nodded.

Although the power of an ancient dragon is not enough to rank at the top of the Nine Realms, at least no one can defeat it in the Wusheng Kingdom. Even in the entire Nine Realms, it is considered a strong man.

And this is only the first level of the Dragon Fighting Technique. The second and third levels that follow will probably be even more terrifying.

"Practice the Dragon Fighting Technique! In the future, I will definitely be able to kill the seven major sects! Revenge for my master!"

Chu Fengmian's eyes showed some determination. The Dragon Fighting Technique gave Chu Fengmian more hope.

"Let me see how to practice the Dragon Fighting Technique."

Chu Fengmian flipped through the Dragon Fighting Technique in his mind and read it carefully.

"This Dragon Fighting Technique can only be practiced by warriors with divine veins!"

Chu Fengmian was surprised when he saw the first one.

The first rule for practicing the Dragon Fighting Art is that one must be a Divine Vein Warrior to practice it.

No wonder such a shocking art is unknown in the Nine Realms. A Divine Vein Warrior is a legendary figure. At least Chu Fengmian didn't know there was a second Divine Vein Warrior.

This is simply an impossible practice. The first one alone is enough to make almost everyone retreat.

"You want to possess the power of the ancient war dragon with a human body! It's not the divine vein! How can you do it without connecting to the earth vein!"

Xing Xuan said coldly on the side.

The human body is many times more fragile than the ancient war dragon. Only the divine vein can draw endless spiritual power from the earth vein, so that you can practice this war dragon art.

Otherwise, if it were an ordinary warrior, even a warrior who opened up forty-eight spiritual veins would be sucked dry at once.

"The first step of this war dragon art is to condense dragon blood. Now, I am afraid that I can only condense the first drop of dragon blood with all my strength."

Chu Fengmian flipped through the war dragon art and couldn't help but speak out.

Even if Chu Fengmian opened up the divine vein now, his strength was still too weak. He was at the eighth level of the bone tempering realm, and he did not advance because of opening the divine vein.

Almost all of the spiritual power he used to advance was sucked dry by the divine veins, so that he finally opened the divine veins in a thrilling way.

Chu Fengmian sat on the ground, closed his eyes, meditated, and urged the War Dragon Art.

In Chu Fengmian's body, the shadow of an ancient war dragon slowly appeared. On the body of this war dragon, there were a total of 129,600 tiny particles, and each of these particles was equal to a drop of dragon blood.

This number represents the number of one yuan. When all 129,600 drops of dragon blood were condensed, a war dragon was awakened in Chu Fengmian's body.

"Condensate!"

With a bang.

A dragon roar sounded from Chu Fengmian's body, making the surroundings extremely quiet.

In Chu Fengmian's body, a drop of his blood quietly changed and turned into golden yellow.

The appearance of this drop of golden blood made Chu Fengmian feel that he seemed to contain endless power.