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Chapter 162: Dharma Protection

"call!"

Wang Ting was breathing heavily.

The siege of the three swordsman masters is not terrible, but the three who cooperated with the Wujian swordsman masters to attack Wang Ting had the illusion of facing a king-level ferocious beast. The attacks of the three people were one after another, continuous, and did not allow him to have any rest. Any time to breathe, if he was not careful, he would fall into a state of doom and die completely. If it weren't for his spiritual power that had broken through to the seventh level not long ago, facing this siege, there would be only a dead end.

Feeling the dizziness coming from his brain, Wang Ting took a deep breath.

"The seventh-level spiritual scale can only control some small items. If you want to control your body, it will be weaker and the consumption will be too severe. With my current spiritual scale, I am afraid that it can exhaust my spiritual power at most three times."

Looking at the light column projecting down from the void, Wang Ting pondered for a moment, but finally did not take any more steps.

The third level, the siege of the three swordsman masters almost failed him. The fourth level is a level that legendary swordsmen may not be able to break through. Wang Ting is arrogant. If he sacrifices his life, it may not be impossible to break through with the other party against the previous legendary swordsman, but he does not think that he has the ability to break through the fourth level that ordinary legendary swordsmen cannot break through.

"Click."

Huikongyu was crushed by Wang Ting's hand.

The next moment, the environment around him had undergone tremendous changes. The academy-like environment belonging to the third floor quickly receded and faintly. He seemed to be going back to the hall of the Tower of God's Grace.

But at this moment, his seventh-level spiritual power suddenly jumped violently.

In an instant, a feeling that seemed to be locked by a terrifying existence suddenly surged into his mind. This feeling came so suddenly that he had no idea in advance. Even if he noticed it now, he could not sense the power.

Circles of ripples spread in his spiritual world.

It was as if a mark was stamped on him, but when he carefully sensed the changes in his body, he let him use all kinds of methods, but he could not find any discomfort, mental strength, physical condition, or power movements. They were all exactly the same as before, without any difference.

"According to rumors, the Tower of God's Grace is the place where His Majesty, the Sword Lord, is watched by His Majesty, the Great God's Sword..."

In Wang Ting's mind, he suddenly thought of what Yun Suyu had said before and what he said.

"Can't that great god really split a part of his spirit and watch the tower of divine grace?"

Wang Ting muttered to himself.

If this is true, it would be terrifying.

Just by dividing a part of the spirit, you can sense the entire tower of divine grace. How powerful will this spiritual power be? Level 8, Level 9, and even the legendary spiritual master?

It is rumored that a strong man at the level of spiritual master extended his spiritual power and could control a warship and cover a city. The spiritual power always forms a mental power field on their body surface. Ordinary attacks can't break their mental power field. Even thousands of troops use guns and artillery fire to bombard the spiritual power master. There is no way to break through the defense of this mental power field. Except for some taboo weapons with great power, no force can harm the spiritual power master!

A spiritual master, in that world, is equivalent to a living god.

"At least the god of a spiritual master..."

Wang Ting said, and the joy of defeating the siege of three swordsman masters and about to break through the legendary swordsman was gone.

How about the legendary swordsman? What about the realm of God? How about the swordsman?

Spiritual master, god!

This is the realm he really wants to pursue!

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Ting's eyes were restrained, and he looked as if he had just undergone a small spiritual baptism. His mental outlook had changed completely differently than before. His dark eyes were filled with calmness.

A young man next to Wang Ting who seemed to have just come out seemed to have noticed his changes, and his cold face was slightly moved.

"Rong Ting?"

"Do you know me?"

"The great swordsman's cultivation level, the master of the broken void, and the entire Divine Selected Swordsman Academy, are not aware of it."

The man said, looking at Wang Ting: "The rumors are wrong. You are not injured at all, or in other words, those injuries have been completely treated by you. I can clearly sense the infinite power in your body."

"Who are you……"

"He is Ling Fan, one of the most promising geniuses on the island to attack the legendary swordsman."

A voice came from behind.

It's Yin Xue.

"How about it?"

Wang Ting asked.

“The third floor.”

Wang Ting nodded: "The third level is indeed the limit. The siege of three swordsman masters, and the three swordsman masters who cooperate with Wujian, breaking through is already my current limit. I did not go to the fourth level."

"The fourth level is a king-level beast. I can't compete with the king-level beast at the moment."

"A king-level beast..."

Wang Ting nodded, which was in line with his guess.

Unfortunately, although he killed a king-level beast, the price he paid was undoubtedly tragic. Even if he used the secret technique of blood killing, it would have taken a lot of luck. Even if he was asked to fight against another king-level beast, even if he was asked to use the secret technique of blood killing, he might not be sure to kill it.

"What did you just say? The third floor? You actually broke through the third floor? The three swordsman masters siege!?"

Ling Fan, who had originally looked a little cold, couldn't help but look shocked at this time. His eyes were full of incredible and incredible when he looked at Wang Ting and Yin Xue.

"The contribution point has arrived."

Yin Xue glanced at the student card in her hand. The contribution points of the Tower of God’s Grate are automatically redeemed. There is no need to perform related operations.

At this moment, there were already 1,110 contribution points on the student card in her hand.

"I hope you can break through the Demon Tempering Divine Technique again as soon as possible."

"Wang Ting, you two have... really passed the third level just now? That level needs to be faced, but three powerful swordsmans at the level of swordsmanship, even if they are real legendary swordsmen, one careless person may fall into it, you..."

"I think the contribution points on the student card should prove what we say."

Wang Ting said.

Now, his mental state is in an unprecedented period of stability, and the ancient well is not shocked, without the joy of attacking the legendary swordsman, and without the worry of the failure of attacking the legendary swordsman. He has already set his target on the highest level of the spiritual master and the gods. At this moment, he will treat the level of impacting the legendary swordsman again. He has only an unshakable peace in his heart.

"I have something to do, I'm going to say goodbye now."

"Teacher, you are planning..."

Yin Xue seemed to see something, and there was a slight joy in her tone.

Wang Ting nodded.

"Teacher. Please allow me to protect the Dharma for you."

"certainly."

Wang Ting said, nodded politely to Ling Fan, then turned around and headed towards the retreat training room specially provided for students by the academy.

Yin Xue followed closely behind.

"Three, three. There were two strong men who had broken through the third floor at one time. They all broke through the third floor. I had already broken through the second floor half a year ago, but in the face of the three swordsmanship masters on the third floor, I had not found a way to crack it for half a year, but now... two people have broken through the third floor?"

Ling Fan muttered to himself, looking lost.

"Your Excellency Ling Fan."

"Senior Ling Fan."

At this time, Li Yifeng, Li Yixin and others who were waiting outside also noticed Ling Fan who was walking out of the tower hall and quickly met him.

Seeing Li Yifeng, Li Yixin and the others, Ling Fan nodded absent-mindedly. As for Liu Chuchu and Zhao Rui, they were directly ignored by him.

Seeing his appearance, Li Yixin and Li Yifeng already understood the result of his attack on the third level this time. Although he felt a secret gratitude in his heart, Li Yifeng still persuaded: "The difficulty of the third level is not the same as that of the second level. Three swordsman masters or three swordsman masters who cooperate with Wujian, is this power not something that ordinary swordsman-level practitioners can defeat? Looking at the history of our entire Divine Selected Swordsman Academy, aren't there only a handful of people who have passed this level? Recently, there have been only the dean of the academy, and the Fusheng Sword Saint has achieved such a success. Your Excellency Ling Fan failed, so there is nothing to be depressed. After the swordsman is successful, you will come again."

"Is there only the dean..."

Ling Fan shook his head slightly: "That was the past, and now... there are already three people."

"Three people?"

"Have three people passed through the third floor of the Tower of God's Grace? How is that possible, the other two seniors in the academy who have the strength to attack the Tower of God's Grace either went out to experience it and were not in the academy, or were in seclusion to the realm of the legendary swordsman. Apart from them, who else can pass through the third floor of the Tower of God's Grace?"

"They just went out, didn't you see it?"

"Just now?"

"You just walked out?"

The figure of the person who had just walked out of the hall immediately appeared in Li Yifeng, Li Yixin and others' minds, and finally stopped on Wang Ting and Yin Xue.

"Can't it..."

Ling Fan nodded: "Wang Ting and the woman wearing a mask beside him."

"This is impossible!" Liu Chuchu was the first to scream: "He was injured, very seriously injured, and his foundation has been destroyed. How could he have the strength to impact the third level of the Tower of God's Grace?"

"Are you injured? Only with your eyesight, will you feel that he is injured."

Li Yixin was slightly surprised: "Senior Ling Fan, what do you mean is that he is not injured?"

"It's not just that I'm not injured. I can vaguely feel that his physical condition has been adjusted to the real limit. I'm afraid it won't take long to reach the legendary swordsman realm..." Speaking of this, Ling Fan paused slightly, as if he suddenly thought of something: "Wait, the woman wearing a mask beside him said that she would protect him, protect the Dharma? What kind of Dharma? Could it be..." (To be continued) rq!~!
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