Ip Man was very panicked, very panicked.

He felt that all the things he had experienced in his life were not as exciting as he was today.

Chat group of the world?

Female version of Jade Emperor!

Angel!

The future king of gods!

Can anyone tell me what's going on?

Ip Man's expression was unpredictable, and he always felt like he was dreaming.

But the "Empression Technique" method in my mind seems to be deeply imprinted on the soul, and every word and every key point is so clear.

Practice Qi and refine Spirit.

Use energy to control things, and use spirit to control things.

The Ye family is a wealthy family, with a deep and wide courtyard.

Ip Man stood in the middle of the courtyard, recalling the method of "The Art of Control", and his body moved unconsciously. He practiced Wing Chun, mainly fast and short.

But at this time, Ip Man's move was extremely slow, as if he was falling on a thousand-pound pendant with his arms.

If it is someone else, I am afraid that he is practicing Tai Chi.

As the moves were used, Ip Man gradually felt completely different from before.

hot!

The qi and blood seemed to boil, and a stream of energy emerged from the body!

The loose jacket is windless and can’t be described as magical. Ip Man is completely immersed in his practice and falls into the state of forgetting both the self and the world.

The sun rises and the sun sets.

The sun gradually sinks to the ground from the rise.

Today's Ye family has a heavy and depressing atmosphere.

"When did you find out that the master is like this?" An elegant lady frowned and looked at Ip Man who was still practicing boxing with a little uneasy, and whispered.

She is Ip Man's wife Zhang Yongcheng.

"About two o'clock in the afternoon, we wanted to call the master to have dinner, but we found something was wrong." The housekeeper looked anxious and said aggrievedly: "The master used to like martial arts, so we didn't care at the beginning. Unexpectedly..."

The lady said, "Okay, I understand, you don't blame me for this."

The two were talking, but I saw Ye Wen's right fist suddenly poking out, like a dragon going out to sea.

His fist was two inches away from the trees in the courtyard, but the tall trees seemed to be bombarded by heavy hammers, and suddenly trembled, and a loud "bang" sounded.

Both of them were shocked and looked at each other.

But I saw that Ip Man stopped at some point and stared at the trees in front of him in a daze.

"Master, you."

Zhang Yongcheng hurriedly walked up and looked at Ye Wen worriedly, his delicate face full of care.

Ye Wen blinked and woke up from his loss of mind.

He opened his mouth and smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I'm fine, I'm never been better."

Ip Man is really good now. Today's epiphany made his "Empression Technique" successfully get into his "Empression Technique" and condensed his internal true qi. Moreover, because he has been practicing martial arts for many years and is full of essence and blood, this wisp of true qi is extremely condensed, even comparable to the true energy of a congenital master.

Ip Man didn't know how much his strength had improved, but if he had used his current strength to fight against himself yesterday, he would be confident that he would defeat him with one move!

Zhang Yongcheng was about to say something, but accidentally saw the clearly visible fist marks on the tree trunk, and his expression changed slightly.

this!

She looked at Ip Man in surprise, full of exploration.

The couple has been with me for several years. How could Zhang Yongcheng not know about Ip Man's strength?

Ip Man shook his head and said, "Just think I met the immortal fate."

He really didn't know how to explain the matter of Zhutian Chat Group, and he couldn't explain it.

If Ip Man had some doubts before, he really understood that the chat group of the world is real, the female version of the Jade Emperor is real, the angel is real, and the unpredictable group leader of the gods and ghosts is also real.

But it is precisely because everything is true that Ip Man is even more frightened.

I am just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who likes martial arts!

Zhang Yongcheng was stunned and did not come back to his senses for a while.

Immortal fate?

My husband got the fate of immortality?

Frelljord Plateau.

The cold wind whistled, and the exhaled heat instantly turned into ice residue.

Tedamir was wearing animal skin, her skin as bronze as she could not cause any harm to him by wind and snow. He frowned like a lying silkworm, and his face was full of doubts and confusion.

Chat group?

What exactly is it?

Isn't someone really an assassination of himself?

Tedamir recalled the "Standard Art" in his mind and felt more uneasy, and always felt that he might be in trouble.

"Fuck, I don't believe it yet."

Tedamir was struggling for two seconds and cursed inwardly, no longer struggling with this matter.

He stared at the long sword in his hand, and quickly threw it towards the rock in front of him with the technique of using qi to control objects in "The Art of Control".

The big sword, which was so tall that it was tearing the air, suddenly turned back when it was about to be cut on the cliff. However, the invisible force was weaker. The big sword fell heavily from the air to the ground after only a distance of less than 20 centimeters.

Although the first test of the weapon control technique ended in failure, Tedamir's expression was extremely complicated.

real!

"The Art of Control" is true!

That, does it also mean that the chat group is real?

God, it's true!

Tedamir couldn't help but shivered.

I seem to have caused a huge trouble.

No, be calm, be calm.

According to them, everyone is not in the same world at all. Does that mean that the so-called goddess Lena can’t reach her at all?

Tedamir felt much more relaxed when he thought about this.

Although he was so nervous that he was like a puppy, a real man in five seconds is a real man in five seconds. How could he admit defeat? Can they still follow the connection in the dark to cut me down?

Tedamir thought happily, and was too lazy to pay attention to future events.

Xiao Li's flying knife world.

Li Xunhuan played with the flying knife that was as thin as a cicada's wings, but saw that the small flying knife seemed to have spirituality, wandering like a flexible fish on his slender fingertips.

"Use energy to control things, and use spirit to control things."

Li Xunhuan silently recited the method of "The Art of Imperialization" and felt a little complicated.

Just as the undefeated naughty boy could see that "Immortal Golden Body" has the shadow of "Vajra Indestructible God", Li Xunhuan also saw the shadow of Xiao Li's flying knife from "The Art of Control". It is also true that he quickly got started with Xiao Li's flying knife's technique of using energy to control things.

"Why."

After a long time, Li Xunhuan sighed softly, and the flying knife in his hand suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared. He looked at the sky outside the window, and no one knew what he was thinking.

City of Angels.

Angel Yan told the whole story of what he saw and heard in the chat group, including the book "The Art of the Imperial Arts".

At the end, she said dissatisfiedly: "Wang Chunqiu is in full swing, how could something happen?"
Chapter completed!