Two figures kept jumping in the forest, and there were shouts and the muffled sound of fists clashing.
"Xiao Chong, no, you are too fast!" Zhang Heng paused, his expression very serious.
Zhang Chong was stunned for a moment. From the beginning of his training, he emphasized strength and speed at the same time. He didn't quite understand what his elder brother meant.
"Whether it's a boxing technique or a palm technique, it's about speed and slowness at the same time. Your punches are strong enough, but you lack flexibility and flexibility."
"This..." After hesitating for a long time, Zhang Chong nodded vigorously: "Brother, I understand."
Zhang Heng pursed his lips and said: "It's good to understand. Now that you have entered the Huayuan Realm, there is still a long road ahead, and we brothers have to work harder."
"Yeah!" Zhang Chong nodded again, his brows suddenly raised, and he hesitated for a while before asking: "Brother, does that good-for-nothing Qin Yang really plan to fight you in half a year?"
Zhang Heng glanced at his younger brother with a hint of disappointment, then returned to normal, put a hand on his shoulder, and said: "Xiao Chong, Qin Yang is no longer the loser who allowed others to bully him. The competition after half a year, in fact, in my heart
No bottom either.”
In the past, Zhang Heng would never have thought this way. He was already a warrior who had entered the Yuanyang realm, and he was even ranked among the top 20 disciples of the Huayun Sect. Qin Yang had not yet reached the Huayuan realm.
, there is absolutely no comparison.
But Qin Yang's punch on the day of the assessment left a deep memory in his mind. Although he suppressed his strength at the time, the two of them fought, and Qin Yang did not lose as badly as he expected, which surprised Zhang Heng. At the same time, one of them stood up to the waste
It will never be that simple for a boy who has been famous for seven years to suddenly rise from the ground.
It had only been three months since the last assessment, and Qin Yang had made such a big breakthrough. If he had been given half a year, it would have been hard to tell.
"No! Brother, he is definitely no match for you!" Zhang Chong's eyes were scorching. The two brothers were born in a big family, and they have arrogance that ordinary people don't have. But secretly, the eldest brother is his target, and he will never believe Qin Yang.
Have the strength to defeat Big Brother within half a year.
"Practice hard and don't lose heart over success or failure." After saying that, Zhang Heng left, leaving behind a thoughtful Zhang Chong.
The two of them didn't realize that there were two people in the dark who saw everything, with disdainful smiles on their lips.
"Rubbish!"
"Xiao Feng, I heard that the boy named Qin Yang is really capable." A young man in his grade of about 27 or 8 said with a chuckle.
Duan Feng snorted: "Just a clown."
"Forget it, I have been hiding for so long, and after half a year I am going to attack the elite disciples of the sect. Xiaofeng, you have to work hard to at least get to my current level."
"Don't worry, big brother, the first twenty are too easy for inner disciples."
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Time passes quietly.
Qin Yang, who was practicing in the heavy domain, had forgotten about time and was practicing without sleep or food. Now that he had martial arts and martial arts, he still did not put down his physical training. Under double gravity, the strength of his body was also increasing step by step.
At the same time, in addition to his own training, Ba Ye became a practical sparring partner. Qin Yang went from being bruised and swollen at the beginning to barely supporting himself, and then to having the strength to fight back.
He is growing up very quickly. Although Mr. Ba always curses, he actually feels very happy in his heart.
"Huh~~~~"
Qin Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes and let out a long breath. Another two months had passed in the strange space. Four months had passed since he had been practicing here, and more than half a month had passed in the outside world.
He is also quite satisfied with the achievements made during this period.
The Nine Transformation Star Art has been completely stabilized on the first level. Even if there is no sign of breakthrough, the power of the stars in the body has increased a lot. There is only one of the nine hidden veins, but now it is much wider.
"I am at the peak of the first level of the Huayuan Realm. If I practice for a while, I should be able to break through to the second level." Qin Yang had a smile on his face. Thinking of the battle with Zhang Heng six months later, not only did he not feel timid, but he felt confident.
Full.
The eighth master held a pheasant in his hand and gnawed it. He approached with his mouth full of oil and said with a smile: "Young man Qin Yang, you are not bad, you are at the peak of the first level."
Qin Yang stood up and patted the dust on his body, pulled off a chicken leg, took a hard bite and said, "We are still far from defeating Zhang Heng. We must at least have the strength of the third level of Huayuan Realm."
"You're right if you think so." Master Ba spat out a piece of chicken bone and continued: "You have practiced the first three swords of the Seven Swords of Killing. The heavy sword technique can perform five consecutive cuts. You have the basic attack skills. What is missing?
It’s just the support of strength, but after another year of training, it will be easy to defeat Zhang Heng.”
One year!
Qin Yang smiled bitterly and sighed secretly. There really is no such thing as a free lunch. Now that his strength has increased significantly, he has made seven times the effort of others. Only more than half a month has passed outside, but four have passed here.
moon.
"Let's talk about practicing later. I want to go home. It's been nine years. I want to go home and see my mother and grandpa." Thinking of his mother's face, Qin Yang felt a slight sourness in his nose.
Master Ba responded, and then said: "Go ahead, at least now you have the ability to reassure them."
Taking a deep breath, Qin Yang pursed his lips and chuckled, then became serious: "Thank you, Lao Ba."
Qin Yang said this thank you very sincerely, which made Master Ba feel a little uncomfortable. He smiled and scratched his head: "Then please call me master again."
"Fuck you!" Qin Yang immediately cursed and snatched the roasted chicken.
"Hey, that's mine, come back."
Qin Yang took a bite, rolled his eyes and said, "You are not even considered a living person, yet you are still eating a piece of hair."
"You little bastard, you care about me, bring it here!"
"dream!"
"Damn it, I'm looking for a fight!"
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Qinjialing.
It is located in a small ravine. Seven out of ten people here are named Qin. Standing on the mountain and looking at the smoke from the kitchen, Qin Yang's heart became heavy. He has been away from home for nine years and today is the first time he has returned.
How are your family, your mother, and how are your grandfather and the elders in the clan?
Returning is like an arrow, and Qin Yang wishes he could grow a pair of wings and fly home.
"You bastards, you robbers."
As soon as he approached the village, Qin Yang heard an old and angry voice. Yes, that was his grandfather's voice. What happened?
Qin Yang's heart tightened and he quickened his pace. When he walked into the village, he found a dozen horses at the entrance of the village and a dozen men with cross-faced faces standing in the courtyard. No less than ten tribesmen were knocked to the ground. Even the old grandfather's mouth
All with bloodshot eyes.
Seeing this scene, anger burned in Qin Yang's heart.
"Old man, I told you last time that we would be here today, but you dare not prepare the things I asked you to prepare. I think you are all tired of living."
Qin Yao's mouth trembled. As a clan leader, he did not have the strength to protect his clan members. These bandits not only came to the village to rob things, but every time they took away more than half of the village's money and food. Not only that, many young girls and women suffered this.
Asshole insult.
Qinjialing was not originally a wealthy place, and there were even bandits causing trouble. When other villages mentioned Qinjialing, they became angry. In recent years, almost no one dared to come here, and no one was willing to marry their daughter here.
"You! You don't deserve to die!"
bump!
As soon as a middle-aged man finished speaking, he was knocked out by a big man and fell to the side with a clang, vomiting blood.
"We are robbers. We were not meant to die a good death. We came to rob you because we were not meant to die a good death. Do you understand?"
"Daddy!"
The door creaked open, and a five or six-year-old girl hurriedly ran out of the house, helped the middle-aged man on the ground up, and glared resentfully at the group of dark men in front of her.
"Dad, are you okay?"
The middle-aged man wiped a handful of blood, sighed heavily, forced himself to get up and protected the girl behind him, because when his daughter came out, he felt the burning eyes of the gangsters.
"Sakura, what are you doing out here?"
Qin Ying shook her head vigorously and said with a cry: "Dad, it doesn't matter if you want me to sit down for a while."
The two leading robbers looked at each other, and their two pairs of lustful eyes kept looking at Xiaoying. The little girl did not have the charm of an adult woman, but she had the unique youthful feeling of a girl. Coupled with her pitiful appearance, it made her
The two of them couldn't hold it any longer.
"Little sister, tell big brother what your name is?" A robber approached and stretched his hand to Qin Ying's chin.
"Stop!" the middle-aged man called Qin Haolin, struggling to protect Qin Ying, his chest heaving, looking directly at the robber in front of him: "I can give you the money, but don't touch my daughter."
Unexpectedly, the robber laughed loudly, turned to look at his companions, and said loudly: "Brothers, what do you think we should do?"
Another robber also came over, with an evil smile on his lips and said: "We want money, we also want people, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, I really haven't noticed that there is such a charming little girl in the village."
"Don't come over!" Qin Haolin became nervous, protecting Qin Ying and retreating step by step.
"Damn, shame on you!" The robber walking in front tried hard and threw Qin Haolin out.
"Third brother!"
"Third uncle!"
The other middle-aged and young people who had been knocked down stood up one after another, glared resentfully at the group of bandits, and helped Qin Haolin up.
"You guys are going too far." Qin Ying said angrily with a cold face.
"Hey, little sister, as long as you promise to return to our village, you won't deal with them today. How about that?"
Seeing the approaching robbers, Qin Ying was frightened and stepped back involuntarily, but she refused to give up: "I advise you not to come to the village to cause trouble again. My brother Yangyang is a disciple of the Huayun Sect. If he finds out, you all will
It won’t be easy.”
Huayun Sect!
The expressions of all the robbers changed. They were robbers, not very powerful. Compared to the Huayun Sect, they were just scum. When they heard the word Huayun Sect, they did start to feel a little wary.
"If you're afraid, leave as soon as possible. My brother will be back today. If it's too late, none of you can leave."
Qin Yang!
Qin Yao, Qin Haolin, and more clan members looked at each other. It has been nine years. Is it possible that the young man who brought the hope of the whole village will come back?
No one knows what kind of life Qin Yang lives in Huayun Sect, but he has not returned home for nine years, so it is hard to say anything.
"Afraid?" A big man laughed loudly. Qin Ying was only fifteen or sixteen years old. A little girl was always a little girl. Her reaction could be seen at a glance. After being a robber for so many years, it was strange to be frightened by the words of a little girl.
Already.
"My brother will really come back, don't come over!"
"Disciple of Huayun Sect? Bah! If he were a disciple of Huayun Sect, Qinjialing would have such a bird-like appearance. I don't know what ravine he died in long ago." The big man said disdainfully, and then walked towards Qinjialing step by step.
cherry.
Those lustful eyes were like a pair of hands, climbing up Qin Ying's thin body. After he got closer, he stretched out his hand, but before his hand touched Qin Ying's chin, a figure floated out, followed by a
The arms were thrown into the sky.
"Ah! My hand!"
The sudden scene shocked everyone, both the robbers and the Qin family stared at the young man who suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
"Who told you I was dead!" Qin Yang turned to look at the robber whose arm was cut off, his expression indifferent, and the Tian Jue Sword in his hand was still flowing with blood.