Jiang Feng was no stranger to the spear. From the Dragon Soul Leaving Water Spear that he had used on Earth, to the Thunder Sky Halberd that he had used in the Celestial Realm. It could be said that Jiang Feng’s proficiency in using spears was only comparable to that of using swords.

Originally, spear techniques were focused on stability, ingenuity, and the combination of reality and fiction.

However, when Jiang Feng and Zhan Xuanjia met, he discovered that his previous understanding of spear techniques had all become fallacies in Zhan Xuanjia.

There was only one characteristic of Zhan Xuanjia’s spear technique, and that was “fierce”!

Whether it was the power of each shot, or the power of each move, it meant that it contained the power of thunder and the might of a thousand soldiers.

At first, Jiang Feng was still fighting with Zhan Xuanjia with the intention of sparring, but when he was knocked back a few steps by Zhan Xuanjia’s two shots, the anger in Jiang Feng’s heart instantly rose.

Jiang Feng immediately changed the way he used his spear technique. He also began to use his Battle Profound Armor, injecting boundless power into each spear.

Bang!

Jiang Feng and the spear in Zhan Xuanjia’s hands clashed. Jiang Feng retreated half a step with his left foot and stood still.

This time, Zhan Xuanjia was forced back three steps by Jiang Feng to stand firm. After all, Jiang Feng’s physical body was a real divine body.

Jiang Feng would definitely take advantage of him if he really put all his strength together.

After Zhan Xuanjia steadied himself, his eyes lit up as he looked at Jiang Feng. He laughed and shouted, “Happy! Again!”

“Alright!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Jiang Feng and Zhan Xuanjia clashed with each other one after another. The power that the two of them spilled out exploded into holes in the entire school grounds.

Jiang Feng felt very comfortable fighting without any tricks. The more Jiang Feng fought, the more powerful he became. In the end, he was completely suppressing the Battle Profound Armor.

“The Divine Body Realm is actually the first realm of the Primordial God Race after reaching the Divine Realm in the past. However, after the Archaic God Race’s title god was killed by Shenge Civilization, all of its previous cultivation methods were destroyed. Only then did Four Great Void Clans not understand this kind of cultivation method.

The completion of the Divine Body Realm was divided into three stages: the early stage, the middle stage, and the late stage.

These three stages required the refinement of the 12 meridians, the 8 meridians, and the 720 acupoints throughout the body.

Master, although you have already entered the Divine Soul Realm, I think you should be in a hurry to upgrade your cultivation realm. Therefore, you have not stabilized each of your cultivation realms, so that you have not fully exploited the power potential of the Divine Body Realm and the Divine Soul Realm.

Take the Divine Body Realm for example. As long as Master opens all 720 acupoints during a battle, you will discover that all the spiritual energy in the outside world will enter your twelve meridians and eight meridians through the 720 acupoints.

When you unleash this power again, you will find that your power will take a qualitative leap forward. ”

After sensing Jiang Feng’s changes, Jian Wuxu came out of the Saint Execution Sword to give Jiang Feng some pointers.

Because Jian Wuxu’s soul was very high, when he stood beside Jiang Feng to guide him, Zhan Xuanjia did not sense Jian Wuxu’s existence at all.

Jiang Feng was excited after hearing Jian Wuxu’s words. Previously, he had suspected that he might not have grasped the battle essentials of the Divine Body Realm.

Otherwise, why was the power of the Divine Body Realm not as powerful as he had imagined?

Now, Jiang Feng understood that he was guarding a treasured mountain, but he could not find a way into it.

Jiang Feng roared, “Uncle Zhan, be careful. Your nephew is going to be serious this time!”

“Alright! Let me see how serious you are!” Zhan Xuanjia roared in a haughty manner.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath and shouted, “Open it!”

In an instant, the 720 acupoints that Jiang Feng had refined were all opened. The essence of Saint Essence in the air seemed to have sensed 720 Wind Eyes. All the essence of Saint Essence poured into Jiang Feng’s body from those 720 acupoints.

At this moment, Jiang Feng was like a compressor sucking the wind out of his body. In an instant, that enormous Saint Essence flowed along Jiang Feng’s twelve meridians and eight meridians.

Jiang Feng shouted, “Uncle Zhan, be careful!”

Bang! Kacha!

Jiang Feng danced down with his spear, and the spear in Zhan Xuanjia’s hand shattered. At the same time, Jiang Feng’s spear followed suit and Zhan Xuanjia was sent flying by Jiang Feng’s spear.

“Uncle Zhan!”

Jiang Feng cried out in alarm. He had never expected that the power of his body would be so powerful after it was used to its maximum.

Jiang Feng felt as if he had sealed the 720 acupoints. At the time of sealing, the 720 acupoints of Jiang Feng had released a huge amount of Saint Essence. Jiang Feng didn’t leave any of the essence of Saint Essence in his body, and all of it was drained out.

Jiang Feng hurriedly ran to Zhan Xuanjia’s side. As he reached out to support Zhan Xuanjia, he anxiously asked, “Uncle Zhan, are you alright?”

Zhan Xuanjia pushed Jiang Feng’s hand away. He grinned and sighed, “Damn it, I’ve already entered the Saint realm. Otherwise, if I forcefully take this move of yours, this old bone of mine will definitely be scattered by you.”

Zhan Xuanjia stood up from the ground, dusted his pants, and continued to take deep breaths.

Jiang Feng looked at Zhan Xuanjia in surprise. The upper body of Zhan Xuanjia was originally covered with a bruise that he had made with his spear.

However, as Zhan Xuanjia took a few deep breaths, the bruise quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Jian Wuxu, who was standing beside Jiang Feng, said, “Master, you don’t have to worry. Your uncle should have cultivated body tempering techniques as well. Although that body tempering technique isn’t comparable to your Divine Body Tempering technique, it can still be considered a rather profound and exquisite body tempering technique. Therefore, the injuries you just caused to him won’t cause him any serious harm.”

Jiang Feng heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Jian Wuxu’s words. At this moment, Jiang Xuanhong also ran over.

Originally, Jiang Feng thought that Jiang Xuanhong would definitely say a few polite words when he ran over, such as “I, Feng’er, didn’t do it on purpose.” “Are you alright?” Something like that.

But when Jiang Xuanhong opened his mouth, he said, “Old man, didn’t you boast to me that you have already entered the Saint realm? You can’t even defeat my son. Are you ashamed of yourself?”

Zhan Xuanjia’s face turned purple when he heard Jiang Xuanhong’s words. He hesitated for a long time and finally shouted at Jiang Xuanhong, “What kind of ability are you relying on your son? If you have the ability, come and fight with me. I’ll give you both hands and feet!”

“I’m a scholar, you fight with me. Isn’t this the same as comparing your vision to a blind man and hearing to a deaf man? Besides, you can’t even beat my son. Why are you fighting with a father like me?”

“Zhan Xuanjia, Zhan Xuanjia, you are famous all over the world as a Martial Saint. Why are your skin getting thicker and thicker now?”

“Jiang Xuanhong, you … you …” Zhan Xuanjia was half a head taller than Jiang Xuanhong. He glared at Jiang Xuanhong aggressively, feeling as if he would fall out with Jiang Xuanhong if he didn’t agree.

Jiang Feng stood at the side and was secretly vigilant. If Zhan Xuanjia really attacked, he would definitely not mind letting Zhan Xuanjia try out the power of his divine body to the extreme.

However, what Jiang Feng didn’t expect was that after a long time, Zhan Xuanjia’s aura weakened and he muttered in an inaudible voice, “You’re ruthless, you’re formidable, you’re awesome. I really don’t understand why a nerd like you should have such a formidable son.”

I don’t think you, Emperor Wen, should do it anymore. Give it to your eldest son as soon as possible. ”

“If he is willing to succeed, I am willing to abdicate today.” Jiang Xuanhong said helplessly.

Zhan Xuanjia was stunned. He turned to Jiang Feng and said, “Big nephew, why aren’t you willing? Being Emperor Wen is fun. You can marry many women and play tricks every day.”

Jiang Xuanhong coughed repeatedly, reminding Zhan Xuanjia not to speak nonsense.

Zhan Xuanjia said to Jiang Xuanhong with a face full of dissatisfaction, “What? Are you afraid that I’ll tell you if you can do it? Besides, my nephew’s looks, temperament, and cultivation are any weaker than yours. You can marry so many women, can’t he?”

“Didn’t you know that Feng’er has another identity? Didn’t I go with you to participate in the succession ceremony of the new Sect Leader of Confucianism, Ye Ye, a few days ago?”

“That’s right, I was going to tell you about it. I heard that the new Sect Leader of Confucianism’s cultivation is also terrifyingly high. Jun Zhuang Shen, that idiot, actually suffered a huge loss under that Ye Ye’s hand.

In addition, that bastard Lu Hanwei was crippled by Ye Ye. Aiyaya, it’s so exciting. If I had known that so many things had happened on the day of the succession ceremony, I would have definitely gone to that Ye Ye and drunk him all the time. ”

Before Jiang Xuanhong could finish speaking, Zhan Xuanjia interrupted him. Jiang Xuanhong looked speechlessly at Zhan Xuanjia.

After Zhan Xuanjia finished speaking, he raised his chin at Jiang Xuanhong and said, “Hey, you’re done. Why did you keep half of your words? Didn’t you just say that my eldest nephew has an identity? What identity?”

“The new Sect Leader of Confucianism, Ye Ye.” Jiang Xuanhong said indifferently.

Zhan Xuanjia’s eyes widened as he looked at Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng took out his Sage Mask and Thousand Illusions Mask and put them on. In an instant, his face turned into the face of the new Sect Leader of Confucianism, Ye Ye.

“My grandmother’s legs! Big nephew, don’t tell me you’re a civil and martial cultivator!”

Jiang Feng smiled and nodded, “Actually, I am.”

“What the hell did this pretty boy Jiang Xuanhong do in his previous life? He actually had such a powerful son in his current life.”

Zhan Xuanjia sighed as he reached out to touch Jiang Feng’s face.

Jiang Feng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when he was touched by Zhan Xuanjia. Jiang Xuanhong directly patted down Zhan Xuanjia’s hand from the side, “Don’t touch my son’s face with your thick hand. If you ruined it, what can you compensate him for?”

“Alright, alright, let’s cut the crap. I brought Feng’er here today for business.”