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Chapter Seventy-Four

On the ring, Ye Qianming and Wang Hong saluted each other.

Wang Hong is a strong, unsmiling man. He is not as often in the limelight as Ma Aishen, nor is he as fascinating as An Ruyuan. He is just a low-key, taciturn physique.

It is rare for Ye Qianming to see pure physical cultivation, because the physical path itself is not connected to the cultivation level. Now Wang Hong can still rely on less cultivation to reach the perfection of Qi refining, but after establishing the foundation, he is almost unable to improve the cultivation level.

If you have made great progress in the world, you can only rely on the tempering of your body to go against the will of heaven and explore the path to immortality.

But similarly, the fighting skills of physical cultivators will be cleaner and more threatening than ordinary monks. Especially for pure spiritual monks like Yu Yao, if a physical cultivator gets close to him, he will be punched to the west.

This extremely challenging opponent is exactly what Ye Qianming wants to learn from.

"please!"

After Ye Qianming said this, his figure suddenly swelled and turned into a blood-copper giant with a height of 10 feet, with blazing demonic flames rising all over his body. The muscular Wang Hong looked like a child in comparison.

"Demon Flame? He is a demon cultivator!"

"You are stupid. How can the demon cultivator be the palace master's disciple? I'm afraid there is another way..."

"It's strange. Although he ignited demonic flames and the demonic energy was very obvious, he didn't have the bloodthirsty and evil nature of the demonic cultivator. Is there something really strange?"

"I heard that an improved version of the magic cultivation technique was auctioned at the previous half-month meeting, which may be related to this..."

Seeing the discussion in the audience, Li Xuanye looked at Ye Qianming who had turned into a blood bronze giant and said with emotion.

"No wonder the palace master mentioned many times that this boy has extraordinary talents, and he can actually turn the spiritual power of heaven and earth into demonic energy to drive him."

Liu Yun frowned and said, "Besides, it doesn't have the drawbacks of demonic cultivation. I really don't know how this kid came to understand it!"

Gu Yan said nothing, he only pursued the sword, and his understanding of body and spiritual power was the shallowest among the four. It would be better to shut up and not talk, otherwise it would be easy to make a joke.

On the ring, Wang Hong saw Ye Qianming, who had transformed into a tall giant. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which rarely changed. Ye Qianming keenly caught this change and smiled slightly. It was obvious that Wang Hong was aroused.

As if to confirm his thoughts, Wang Hong's muscles also skyrocketed. Although he did not grow in stature like Ye Qianming, he turned into a deer-headed man full of muscles.

"Is this what Mr. Lu taught him?"

Ye Qianming was surprised. He usually knew a lot about Wang Hong when he listened to Linglu talk about the mountains, but seeing him in the form of a deer with a human body was beyond his imagination.

However, Ye Qianming was not careless because of this. He used the Nine Ghost Steps at the same time and quickly rushed to Wang Hong. His fist was wrapped in blazing demon flames and he punched Wang Hong.

Wang Hong calmly blocked them all with his rock-like arms, but the inextinguishable demonic flames still clung to his arms. Wang Hong snorted coldly when he saw this, and quickly waved his arms to cause a fast wind, which actually directly

Extinguished the demonic flame!

"What's the principle? Does this world still talk about chemistry?"

Ye Qianming was greatly surprised. Just as he was surprised, Wang Hong stepped forward, wrapped his arms with two strong winds, and then followed with a set of vivid boxing techniques.

This is the difference between him and Ye Qianming. Although Ye Qianming has good physical skills such as Red Yang Bronze Body, he does not have a suitable set of fighting skills. He relies solely on his spiritual power and physical advantages to fight around.

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Wang Hong is not a random puncher. His set of boxing combinations is the result of Linglu personally adapting the boxing techniques of a great demon into something that humans can practice. The punches are connected and continuous, and at the same time, each punch strives to break through.

The momentum can be continuously superimposed, and finally the effect of one punch can be achieved.

But Ye Qianming will not dodge because of this, because he has a physical method that is more defiant than the Red Sun Bronze Body: the Ten Thousand Spirits Changchun Kung.

In the Qi refining stage, Ye Qianming, who is blessed by the Ten Thousand Spirits Changchun Gong, is an incomprehensible existence. He can take a palm from Bailu Sanren. No matter how strong Wang Hong's boxing skills are, can he beat the golden elixir master?

So Ye Qianming regarded it as a good opportunity to hone his skills, and directly confronted Wang Hong openly and openly.

At first, the audience only saw Ye Qianming being beaten. It was difficult for his fist to hit Wang Hong, and even if it did, it would have little effect. However, every punch Wang Hong hit Ye Qianming became more and more fierce. The blood copper giant was in front of him.

The face in front of you is like a piece of torn paper, which will break with one strike.

Just when everyone, including Wang Hong, thought that Ye Qianming would soon be unable to hold on, Ye Qianming miraculously resisted. As time went by, every punch Wang Hong hit Ye Qianming was still extremely powerful, but

It can never really hit it hard.

But Ye Qianming's fist began to improve according to Wang Hong's method, and began to be able to cause some damage to him.

The two sides were going back and forth like this. For the first time, Wang Hong ran out of energy. He was sweating profusely and panting. He didn't look like a physical practitioner at all, but he did use all his strength to hit Ye Qianming.

But they are all as fruitless as a cow in the quagmire.

Ye Qianming used the Blood Bronze Giant disguised as the Ten Thousand Spirits Changchun Kung to run wildly, immediately repairing every rib that Wang Hong had broken. The spiritual power groups in the spiritual power world worked overtime to stimulate the movement of spiritual power to maintain it.

situation.

Ye Qianming was just punching, but it really hurt, but he didn't say anything, otherwise Wang Hong would take advantage of the victory and beat him to death.

"This Blood Bronze Giant's technique is really rogue. No wonder it was once a demonic cultivation technique..."

No one in the audience could see the operation of the Ten Thousand Spirits Changchun Kung, but Wang Hong, his opponent, could feel something was wrong, but he didn't say anything because the competition was about going all out. Ye Qianming used the eighth level of Qi Refining to

What else could he say to fight with himself?

And what really puts him at a disadvantage is Ye Qianming's increasingly improved punching power. He absorbs Wang Hong's experience at an alarming speed, constantly improves and makes progress, and finally adds up to a small amount, causing a qualitative change, and knocks Wang Hong down with one punch.

land.

"I lost."

Wang Hong stood up with empty steps. It was the first time that he was so embarrassed and weak, but it was also the first time that he was so happy. Ye Qianming also smiled slightly. This kind of physical fight between men can really arouse the excitement of the two of them.

The battle between these two warriors was truly enjoyable.

With everyone once again looking at him with admiration, Ye Qianming ended the battle with the male monk, and then ushered in the battle with the female monk.

When he stood on the stage again, standing in front of Ye Qianming was An Ruyuan, known as the Fairy of Still Water. She was the most outstanding among the water disciples and was also a monk who was proficient in formations. When she came down to the stage, An Ruyuan

Ruyuan said quietly.

"I see that my junior brother has many methods, and I know that I am no match for him. I heard from Junior Sister Yu that my junior brother is also very proficient in formations. I just want to learn one or two formations in this battle, but I don't know if it's feasible?"

Ye Qianming smiled and said: "What's wrong? It's just that I have little talent and knowledge, and I need the assistance of formation flags to set up the formation. I need to ask the palace master for instructions."

An Ruyuan pursed her lips and smiled: "But it doesn't matter if you go."

So Ye Qianming saluted the White Deer Sanren sitting on the seat and said: "Please allow me to bring the formation flag, Palace Master."

Bailu Sanren nodded: "Promise, bring it quickly."

So Ye Qianming got off the ring first, and everyone heard a fox howl, and then saw Ye Qianming coming back with a flesh ball mark on his face and a handful of fox fur in his hand.

The teachers, An Ruyuan and the audience looked at each other in shock. An Ruyuan asked: "Is this?"

"This is my formation flag. It's very useful. Please don't be offended." Ye Qianming looked at the distance below the stage. Xiaobai, who was being held by Yuyao, was crying angrily. There was no good skin on his body.

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Xiaobai's hair itself implies the formation, which is the best formation flag. An Ruyuan didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly, and then he and Ye Qianming started to arrange the formation with the center of the arena as the boundary.

Formation Dao is a supplement to monks' display methods. Many people have dabbled in it, but An Ruyuan uses Formation Dao combined with water spiritual power as the main method. Ye Qianming has learned it from the old man Leng Shi since he was a child, and has Xiaobai's guidance.

The formation path is also progressing rapidly.

The two of them were rushing back and forth on the ring. Ye Qianming kept inserting fox fur on each spot, while An Ruyuan used water flow to connect each position.

Although the arena is large enough, it is not spacious enough for the formation, not to mention that it has to be divided into two, which further tests the two people's formation skills.

Finally, after setting up the formation for a full hour, Ye Qianming and An Ruyuan stopped at the same time, standing at the center of the formation and looking at each other.

"please."

Then the trickling water on An Ruyuan's ground suddenly became turbulent, and a scene of water and light flew across the arena, carrying infinite water power and rushing towards Ye Qianming.

"This is the second-grade Bai Tao Water Formation that I have worked hard to cultivate. I also ask my junior brother for advice."

"Come!"

Ye Qianming laughed loudly, and poured his spiritual power into the formation under his feet. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and golden thunder flashed down, as if electric snakes were spitting out white flames and hitting the water, which suddenly flowed to the Bai Tao Water Formation.

Every place.

Although An Ruyuan immediately ran the formation to avoid the lightning strike and damage the vital points, the golden thunder was so fast that the water flow could not avoid it, causing the golden thunder to directly destroy the operation of the formation!

"Golden Thunder Square, Junior Brother actually knows this long-lost formation?"

Ye Qianming looked at An Ruyuan's surprised and surprised eyes, and apologized quickly in his heart. Lightning strikes naturally suppress the water flow from the sky, but this is not because Ye Qianming intends to attack his weakness, but because he only knows this second-level attack.

I still learned the magic circle from Xiaobai.

But no matter what, it took the two of them an hour to set up the formation, but the battle ended in just a few breaths. Everyone just felt that it was arranged, but both of them knew that if it weren't for the restraint of the formation, they might not be able to communicate with each other in a day.

Can't finish the fight.

An Ruyuan saluted and said: "Junior brother's formation is equally superb, but I lost. I wonder if you can come to my cave to discuss this Golden Thunder Square Formation afterwards?"

Ye Qianming smiled: "That's how it should be."

An Ruyuan was overjoyed and got off the ring.

"In the third round, Ye Qianming wins."

At this time, the outcome was also decided on the other side. Yu Jin was helped down by Yu Yao with a wounded smile. He was not dissatisfied. He was already satisfied that he could reach the top four at the seventh level of Qi Refining, which was enough to win the Golden He.

Already.

But Yujin's injuries made Ye Qianming frown. Ye Qianming was not someone who looked down upon his friends' legitimate injuries, but Yujin's injuries were too serious. Not to mention his weakened spiritual power, even the joints all over his body were broken in many places.

, he fainted not long after he went down, and was carried away for treatment. The opponent obviously had an advantage and took a heavy blow!

And when Ye Qianming looked at the winner in the ring, he was not surprised at all. It was Ma Aishen.

[Author's digression]: In the new month, I still strive to update 6,000 words twice a day. I hope everyone will support me~~~


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