After chatting with Lin Mengxue for a long time, it was afternoon after Ye Yifan returned to the room.
After stretching and returning to the room, he sat on the bed and thought about tomorrow's selection.
Although he didn’t know what kind of test Nebula Academy would face, but with his cultivation at the elementary level of Tianyuan Realm, it was obviously unrealistic to be easily shortlisted.
"What should I do tomorrow?" Whether he can get into the academy of his dreams depends entirely on tomorrow. Although he has a lot of confidence with the Proud Dragon Fist and Ghost Shadow Step, he also has some worries.
"The test of Nebula Academy must not be easy, but the opponents are all outstanding ones who have reached the Tianyuan realm. What I am inferior to is my strength!"
Ye Yifan murmured: "If I can practice the second level of the Proud Dragon Fist, tomorrow's selection will be a breeze..." Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind.
"The second level of the Proud Dragon Fist..." This was the level that he had been pondering for several months, but still failed to successfully cultivate.
"Try again! If you can practice successfully, you don't need to worry about tomorrow's selection!"
Do whatever you think of, this is Ye Yifan's rule. He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and began to stimulate his Dantian, and started to circulate according to the meridians of the second level of the Proud Dragon Fist.
He is very familiar with the meridians at this level. He has run them countless times in the past few months, but he has never successfully run them. Often, halfway through the meridians, the energy dissipates and he cannot continue to run...
With the activation of the Dantian, the vitality began to slowly circulate along with the meridians of the Proud Dragon Fist, and soon the meridians were halfway through the flow, without any obstacles, as if it was a matter of course.
At this point, Ye Yifan's face became slightly serious. Every time he moved his meridians to this point in the past few months, the energy in his meridians began to gradually dissipate, until it disappeared completely.
As soon as his Dantian moved, waves of vitality began to flow continuously into his meridians.
After reaching the middle, the speed of the meridians obviously slowed down a lot, and there seemed to be invisible resistance in front of me, hindering the progress. Moreover, the farther forward, the stronger the resistance.
Although the resistance was getting stronger and stronger, the strange thing was that Ye Yifan did not feel the dissipation of vitality. Waves of vitality continued to hit the meridians, which made him slightly surprised and surprised. He couldn't help but speed up the operation of his Dantian.
It begins to impact the meridians.
As the resistance increases, the advancement speed of the meridians gradually slows down, and in the end it is almost impossible to move forward, like a snail crawling.
Time passed by, and two hours later, Ye Yifan's body, sitting cross-legged on the bed, began to tremble. Big beads of sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and his hair was wet, as if he had been caught in the rain.
, there was actually a little light emanating from his body.
He made a strange gesture with his hands, his whole body was trembling, his teeth were clenched, and his lips were trembling. He was obviously enduring great pain.
"The last resistance!" Although he was shaking violently and almost gritting his teeth, Ye Yifan's face showed a little joy.
The second level of transformation of the Proud Dragon Fist, which has been practiced for several months without any progress, has reached the final breakthrough at this moment. As long as the meridians can be circulated for one week, it will be considered complete.
As the vitality continued to impact the meridians, the light all over Ye Yifan's body was flickering. Sometimes it was extremely bright, and sometimes it fell into darkness with the night. The pain all over his body also flickered with the light, and sometimes it stopped.
Ye Yifan closed his eyes tightly, and the speed of his Dantian reached its peak, constantly impacting his meridians. As time went by, the resistance that was originally like an iron wall gradually weakened, and gradually became a little looser.
"Not even close..." Suddenly, Ye Yifan's eyes suddenly opened, his bloodshot eyes flashed, he bit his teeth, and activated his Dantian to send out the final impact.
"Boom!" A muffled sound came from the depths of the meridians. Immediately, Ye Yifan's whole body flashed with brilliance. A strong vitality was unruly and quickly began to circulate on his arm. In Ye Yifan's astonishment, his right hand
The light on his arm burst out, and a ray of light that looked like a dragon wrapped around his arm and quickly climbed up the rock, and shot out along the fist, like a rainbow cutting through the sky, or like a ray of dawn in the endless darkness.
"Ouch!"
The formed "dragon" let out a long roar, twisted its body, and shot out from above Ye Yifan's fist, causing violent fluctuations in vitality and a sharp wind-breaking whistle as it quickly shot toward the door.
With a "crunch", just when the dragon was about to break through the door, the door was suddenly opened. As soon as Zhou Qingyun revealed his figure, the "dragon" quickly flew out above his head and struck into the sky, with sharp vitality.
The young man's hair flew up, and he disappeared into the dark night sky in an instant.
The fierce light obviously frightened Zhou Qingyun. His eyes widened, he took two steps back, fell to the ground, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with shock.
Seeing the explosive energy fluctuation caused by this blow, Ye Yifan was briefly stunned and unbelievable. He even doubted whether this violent blow was really caused by him?
"Hiss!" He couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, with a look of horror in his eyes. If this blow hit him in the front, he really didn't have the confidence to take it. This power of transformation is really not a dragon.
Yin Kebi, the power of this blow was far beyond his expectation.
"Yi...Yifan, you...what kind of martial arts are you doing, how can you be so powerful!?" Zhou Qingyun stood on the ground in a daze, his hair was messy, his eyes were distracted, and he was full of fear. He just saw a ray of light.
It hit him, and even when it flew over his head, the waves caused by the light made his face hurt. The speed was so terrifying that he almost didn't even have a chance to react. If he was caught by this
If hit by one blow, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
"Successful! Finally successful!" Ye Yifan jumped up from the bed with a look of ecstasy on his face, his eyes were hot, and he was extremely excited.
After waiting for a while, he regained some composure and said: "This is the martial skill I just successfully cultivated. Transformation is the second level of the Proud Dragon Fist..."
The surprise that this transformation brought to him was really great. Although it was just a pure blow, it was extremely powerful. The speed and power made him extremely satisfied. He did not expect that this was so close to calling.
The practice of cramming actually had an effect.
"With the power of transformation, why should I be afraid of the academy selection tomorrow!?" Ye Yifan burst out laughing.