'd like translated!After an hour, the three men and a tiger stopped on a small hill. There were no pursuers coming, so they didn't have to run anymore.Hao Ren opened his mouth and said, "Yi Ye brother...On the plaza before Mount Shouzheng's front hall, under the banner of blood-colored golden flames, Lu Ye pressed his hand to his hilt, his expression solemn as he stared ahead.

Across from him, Li Baxian casually held a sword in his hand and smiled, "In half a year, you've reached the fifth level of cultivation. Your strength has improved too quickly. In fact, sometimes improving too quickly isn't necessarily a good thing because others have more time to hone their combat skills, while you don't. This is especially true for warriors who cultivate martial arts. Combat skills are very important. On top of Jinguang Peak, your fighting was valiant, but your technique was lacking. That's your biggest weakness."

Within half a year, he grew from a fledgling cultivator who had just broken through to the fifth level of cultivation. He even mastered a defensive spirit pattern that could be activated at will. This kind of feat was already widely known and not a secret.

Lu Ye originally thought that the sect leader would ask about this, and he had already thought it through. If the sect leader asked, he would tell the truth.

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Of course, the possibility of such an event is small. The sect leader said that there are many opportunities for growth at the Lingxi Battlefield. Lu Ye's half-year growth to the fifth level might seem fast, but historically, there have been faster cases. Once, a mortal obtained a great opportunity at the Lingxi Battlefield and reached the ninth level in just one year.

The Lingxi Battlefield is full of wondrous places, containing all sorts of magic. Ordinary people find it hard to see, but those with destiny can easily obtain them.

>>>Almost every few years, there are people who have miraculous experiences happen to them. The cultivation world is already accustomed to this kind of thing, and most people just envy the good fortune of others.g, after ten breaths, as Lu Ye slashed down with his blade, blood splattered, a head flew out, eyes wide open, looking rather unwilling to die.Meng Jie grinned and winced, rubbing his ribs as he flew...