With a loud shout, the two figures collided in mid-air like lightning.
A ray of light flashed, sharp vitality surged, and a figure floated back through the air. After landing, he stepped back five steps in a row.
"Very good. It seems that you have reached the peak level of Rouzhang."
With her figure fluttering, Lin Mengxue fell slowly like a fairy descending to earth, her purple dress fluttering in the wind like a butterfly, giving people a feeling of a fairy descending to earth.
Lin Mengxue walked slowly towards Ye Yifan who was not far away with curling steps, a refined smile on her face.
"So what, I'm still far behind you?" Ye Yifan sighed helplessly, with a slightly depressed look on his face.
"Come again!" Ye Yifan yelled loudly, and then Ye Yifan suddenly stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot, making a dent. He jumped up and rushed towards Lin Mengxue, like an arrow leaving a string.
Looking at the figure gradually approaching, Lin Mengxue's eyes flashed, and she took a step forward, her figure floating lightly.
"Proud Dragon Fist!"
The meridians suddenly turned, and the fist suddenly surged. A powerful wave of vitality continued to interweave in the fist, and there was a sharp sound of breaking wind.
"Ouch!
A dragon roar sounded, and immediately Ye Yifan punched Lin Mengxue who was very close at hand.
Lin Mengxue's eyes flashed with light, and waves of vitality like a tide continued to erupt into her body.
"Cotton Palm!"
With a sweet cry, her figure was gentle, her palms were as soft as water, and she slapped Ye Yifan with one palm.
"shoot!"
In an instant, punches and palms collided in mid-air.
Extremely tyrannical and violent vitality emanated from Ye Yifan's fist. Lin Mengxue's palm was gentle, and a soft cotton-like vitality was constantly intertwined in the palm, and it collided with Ye Yifan.
After staying in mid-air for a moment, the two figures immediately flew out and took a few steps back after landing.
Touching his fist, Ye Yifan curled his lips. The punch just now was like hitting cotton. He was unable to exert extreme tyrannical power. On the contrary, Lin Mengxue shocked his arm so much that it turned red and hurt.
"What kind of martial arts are you doing?"
Ye Yifan looked depressed. After using the Aolong Fist at the bottom of the box, it seemed that he had lost again.
"Giggle!" Seeing Ye Yifan's depressed look, Lin Mengxue covered her mouth and chuckled.
Ye Yifan rolled his eyes and felt helpless.
"Proud Dragon Fist is indeed an extremely overbearing and powerful martial art. If I hadn't used the method of using softness to overcome strength, it would have been really difficult for me to accept it."
Nodding her pretty head, Lin Mengxue immediately smiled lightly and continued: "What I just used is the more advanced cotton palm of my Lin family. It is an extremely soft and specialized martial arts technique for restraining tyranny. It is said that it has reached the peak of cultivation.
It can also reflect all the enemy's power back."
"This is something I practiced when I was bored a while ago. Although I haven't reached the peak of my practice, it's pretty good."
Hearing this, Ye Yifan looked at his fists with a sense of loss. According to what Lin Mengxue said, if she had reached the peak of cotton palm cultivation, then it would not just be as simple as her arms being shocked red, and she couldn't help but secretly feel happy.
"It's very good. You have made progress again. You should have reached the ninth level peak now, right?" Lin Mengxue raised her eyebrows slightly and looked directly at Ye Yifan with her dark and huge eyes.
"Two months have passed. So what if we reach the peak of the ninth level? The Tianyuan realm is still an insurmountable barrier."
Sighing helplessly, two months passed quietly in the blink of an eye, and there were only two months left until the day when the five major colleges recruited students, which meant that during these two months, he had to advance to the Tianyuan realm, otherwise he would be with him.
The five major colleges have no chance.
Two months!
Thinking that he could not even touch the ninth barrier, Ye Yifan shook his head helplessly. After two months of continuous hard training, his vitality had already reached its peak, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not touch the barrier.
The nine-layer barrier seems to be a bottomless pit that can never be filled.
"You have to have confidence in yourself! Breaking through the mortal realm and advancing to the Tianyuan realm is different from other stages. It not only requires extremely pure and powerful vitality, but also some opportunities." Lin Mengxue smiled brightly and tried to persuade her slightly.
"Opportunity!?" He also knows this truth, but what is an opportunity? When will the so-called opportunity come? These are two things.
"Hey, forget it!"
Ye Yifan raised his head, shook off his helpless expression, and smiled brightly. A sense of confidence flowed in the young man's heart. He firmly believed that he could definitely break through to the Tianyuan realm within two months.
Five colleges!
His eyes were firm and flashing, and he was looking forward to seeing what kind of mysterious existence this five colleges, which were spread among the major colleges and forces, would be, and what kind of high-level skills it would have?
"I really didn't expect that you were able to defeat He Dexing last time!" Suddenly, Lin Mengxue asked with a half-smile.
"Luck, luck, hehe!" Ye Yifan smiled awkwardly, but felt a little helpless in his heart. Why is this the problem?
To be honest, if He Dexing hadn't been too arrogant last time and wanted to try the power of the Proud Dragon Fist, he would never have revealed his strength so early. After all, it's better to keep a low profile. It's not a good thing to attract too much attention.
"Anyway, your relationship is getting deeper and deeper!"
"So what? They all asked for it!" Ye Yifan looked helpless and spread his hands.
"You should be careful in the future. As far as I know, one of He Yijun's older brothers, He Junming, entered Longtian College of the Five Colleges two years ago and has already entered the intermediate level of Tianyuan Realm. I hope we won't meet each other then.
!" Lin Mengxue reminded.
"Intermediate Tianyuan Realm!?" If Ye Yifan was disappointed, he had also heard of a genius in the He family, named He Junming. He nodded, but Ye Yifan was not reassured. He believed that as long as he was given time, he could do the same.
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He patted the dust on his body, touched his stomach that had started to growl, and said helplessly: "Let's go, Nizi, go fill your stomach first!"
As soon as Ye Yifan returned home to fill his stomach, his father called him over again.
Ye Yifan was very depressed while walking on the road, because he didn't know what his father wanted to do with him. His father rarely disturbed his practice, and he rarely looked for him specifically. There must be something wrong!
Ye Mansion Hall.
Still outside the house, Ye Yifan could hear the conversations coming from the hall.
Pushing open the door, I saw that the hall was now full of people, most of them were young people around 18 or 9 years old, and Lin Mengxue was among them.
In the hall, what attracted his attention the most was a middle-aged man sitting next to his father.
A middle-aged man with a resolute face and a Chinese character. Although the years have left traces, it is not difficult to see that this man must have been a popular figure among thousands of girls when he was young. His eyes are like lightning, giving people the impression that no matter what they think, he will be attracted by them.
It feels like seeing through it, this person is actually the head of the Lin family, Lin Mengxue’s father, Lin Xiao!