Destined Martial God Chapter 63

Pingyang City, Central Plaza!

"tarin, give me a hand!"

The loosening of the Warrior Realm's bottleneck was too violent. Even someone at the peak of Martial King's mental state was unable to suppress the huge impact caused by the breakthrough.

Yu Haoran, who didn't want to break through into the warrior realm before the sect Ranking Competition s started, had no choice but to temporarily seek help from the tarin.

Fortunately, with the mysterious methods of the tarin, he was able to easily suppress the breakthrough to the Warrior Realm's bottleneck. This allowed him to avoid the situation where he had no choice but to break through to the Warrior Realm due to the intense fluctuations in his mental state.

"Yu Haoran, although I do not know why you did not take the opportunity to break through into the warrior realm, but consecutively suppressing it for the second time will make the bottleneck even more stable."

"If you continue to suppress it during your third breakthrough, then breaking through to martial warrior by yourself will not only take a few months, but it will also be at least ten times more difficult." After helping Yu Haoran suppress the breakthrough into the Warrior Realm, the tarin reminded him in a serious tone.

"I know!" Yu Haoran replied.

How could Yu Haoran not know of the consequences of breaking through to the next realm.

However, he hadn't thought that the hatred he had formed in his past life would cause him to develop such a mental demon that every time he dealt with an opponent, he would release his mental cultivation at the same time.

At the same time, Yu Haoran slowly began to understand. In his previous life, the reason he was unable to rely on his own insights to break through to the Martial Saint's realm, aside from overdrawing too much of his potential and causing his foundation to fluctuate, was probably because he had accumulated too many Inner Demons.

After thinking about this, Yu Haoran felt that he had discovered a shortcut that could quickly raise his cultivation. This shortcut did not have any side effects, and his foundation would also become firmer and firmer.

When Yu Haoran was fighting with Yu Haocheng, the killing intent that was formed by him was too strong, causing the contestants to subconsciously stop and watch the fight between the two.

Other than the few dark horses who had met with some good fortune, most of the competitors were geniuses from different forces. Everyone of them had good eyesight.

Although Yu Haocheng had used the pills to increase his cultivation, causing his foundation to be too exaggerated, unable to unleash his strength as a peak Grade Nine Martial Disciple for the time being, when combined with the Yellow Ranked Level Seven Injuring Fists, his strength could definitely reach an early Grade Nine Martial Disciple.

Such a strong power was actually not a match for Yu Haoran in one move. The majority of the participants present knew that even though Yu Haoran's cultivation was only at the peak of level 9, his true strength had probably already surpassed that of a Martial Disciple.

As a result, after Yu Haoran easily killed Yu Haocheng, all the participants tensed up, afraid that Yu Haoran would pick them as his opponents.

Especially Qin Hua from the Pingyang City's City Lord's Mansion and Wu Zhenghao from the Wu Family. The second day talent of the Cheng Family, his face revealed a trace of fear.

After his gaze swept across the disciples from the four great forces of Pingyang City one by one, Yu Haoran took a deep breath and then directly sat down with his knees bent and began to comb his dantian, calming down his spirit energy which had barely stabilized.

Seeing Yu Haoran directly sitting down, obviously not participating in the next round of the competition, the remaining participants all heaved a sigh of relief.

The next moment, an even more intense battle began.

With his valiant mental state cultivation, his previous life's experience at the peak of Martial King, and the secret arts that he had temporarily learned from the tarin, Yu Haoran's process of combing through his elemental energy was extremely smooth.

At the same time, he was surprised to discover that the concentration of elemental energy in his dantian had yet to reach its limit. There was still room for improvement. This surprised him a little.

Although he wanted to continue absorbing the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to test the limits of his Dantian's capacity, he did not do so.

Because Liu Guangyuan who was on the stage was an expert from the Hollow Jade Temple, he was afraid that if he used the Supreme Profound Heart Meridian, he would attract the attention of the other party and cause a fatal disaster.

Seeing Yu Haoran stop his increase in his Dantian's elemental energy, the tarin in his sea of consciousness revealed an expression of hesitation.

He did not know if he should remind Yu Haoran, but level 9 was not the limit of a Martial Disciple.

However, that realm only belonged to the realm of legends.

As someone who possessed the Time Laws, his body was an existence that surpassed ordinary divine tools. tarin had never truly seen anyone who could break through to the legendary realm.

It was because of this point that the tarin was unable to decide whether or not he should tell Yu Haoran and tell him to try to break through the realm described in the legends.

He was temporarily unable to cultivate, the Spirit Qi in his Dantian had calmed down, so Yu Haoran could only open his eyes and begin to observe the performance of the other participants.

Through careful observation, Yu Haoran was surprised to realize that among the participants from Eastern Mountain County, although there were no monstrous geniuses like Yu Saiqi, who possessed the potential of the Martial Emperor, there were a few geniuses with outstanding cultivation and strength.

Those few contestants were only sixteen or seventeen years old. Their cultivation was the same as his, a peak Grade Nine Martial Disciple. However, they were able to display a strength close to that of a Grade One Martial Warrior.

For them to reach the peak of Grade Nine Martial Disciple at the age of sixteen or seventeen showed that their talent was not bad. Moreover, they had the strength to fight those who had a higher level than them.

It was a pity that in his previous life, due to his limited potential and cultivation, he did not have the energy to pay attention to the performance of the participants from other cities.

After taking note of the outstanding contestants, Yu Haoran's gaze turned towards Wu Zhengjun.

What Yu Haoran remembered was that during the early stages of the Challenge Competition, Wu Zhengjun's performance could only be considered average.

Based on his current performance, it would be difficult for him to be taken in by the sect experts, and he could only live an ordinary life in Pingyang City. However, in the following days, Ranking Competition's attacks almost made him lose his life.

Afterwards, a special physique broke out from his despair, giving him an even more stunning performance. Moreover, he was chosen by the top sects, the Iron Blood Sect, and became the absolute genius of the Iron Blood Gate's golden generation.

At this time, Wu Zhengjun's opponent was a member of a clan from another city. Both of their cultivations were at the same level, both were at the early stage of the seventh grade as Martial Disciple.

Thus, neither of them could gain the upper hand in this battle.

If he wanted to win in the end, he would have to see who had more elemental energy, who had more condensed and who had more perseverance.

However, Yu Haoran knew that for the time being, the two of them would not fight.

This was because as the geniuses with higher and higher levels of cultivation defeated their opponents, the number of remaining contestants just happened to reach a hundred. The blue-clothed expert responsible for the Challenge Competition would then stop the competition.

Just as expected, just as Wu Zhengjun and his opponent had exhausted a large amount of their spirit energy to compete with each other, the blue uniformed expert who had left the stage earlier appeared on the stage.

He first bowed towards the seven people on the high platform. After receiving Liu Guangyuan's nod of acknowledgement from the Hollow Jade Temple, the blue uniformed expert turned around and shouted loudly, "All of you, stop!"

"Hu …!"

After hearing the blue clothed expert's voice, Wu Zhengjun and his opponent unleashed a heavy punch, borrowing the recoil formed by the fist technique, he quickly retreated a few steps. As he turned his head to look at the blue clothed expert on the stage, he panted heavily.

Seeing the blue clothed Ranker ascend the stage, Yu Haoran knew that the real Ranking Competition was about to begin, so he stood up and waited for the person in charge to announce the rules of the competition.

Chapter end