At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Xiong was enjoying the cool air in the yard when a figure jumped in gently from outside. It was Old Man Zao.
"The family is rich, the woman is beautiful, and the man is handsome. It's strange that you don't miss the world of mortals in a situation like yours." As soon as the old man came in, he sighed. "That's all. As long as you can get into the top three in the door, you will be the best."
I will save you from the sea of suffering, and you can do whatever else you want. You can continue to practice and pursue the supreme martial arts in the future. That is your freedom."
After the bad old man finished speaking, he became serious.
"Why can I give you your freedom if I enter the top three?" Ye Xiong has never understood.
"If you enter the top three, you are qualified to make a request to the leader that is not excessive. If you enter the top three, please let the leader let me go and stop locking me up." The old man explained.
"That's it." Ye Xiong nodded, but he was a little worried. "I can go, but I must declare in advance that if you can't make it into the top three, don't blame me."
"Just try your best. If you really can't help it, you can only blame me for being unlucky." The old man sighed and murmured: "In the past fifteen years, I have gone down the mountain twice and looked for countless children, just hoping to find someone who insists on practicing internal strength.
I have been a man for ten years. I didn’t have any hope at first, but I didn’t expect to meet you. This means that God has given me a chance. If you can’t make it into the top three, it means that I am unlucky. But I am very grateful to you.
Very confident.”
"Why?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"Among the top ten ancient martial arts sects, even if they know that it takes ten years to persevere in order to achieve success in internal strength, there are not many people who can persevere. You should know that internal strength is useless before it breaks through the second level.
Threats, apart from better physical fitness, have no effect, so there are very few people who persist. You can persist in practicing for ten years without knowing the prospects of the practice, which shows that you are a very determined person. Those disciples of the ancient sect are not like you
You are a scumbag in comparison, so I am very optimistic about you."
Ye Xiong was so excited by the old man's words that he really wanted to know how powerful those rumored ancient martial arts masters were.
"I didn't ask my senior for his name."
"My surname is Long. You can just call me Mr. Long. It doesn't matter if you call me master in the future. As long as you join as my disciple when you are in the Xiaoyao Sect. Let's get back to the subject, but before I teach you
, I want to know your true strength, so hit me with all your strength."
Ye Xiong looked around and started to take action. He realized that this place must be destroyed, so he immediately suggested moving to another place.
Half an hour later, in the basement where Ye Xiong used to practice.
The two faced each other face to face.
"Feel free to take action, no need to show mercy, show your strongest strength." Mr. Long said seriously.
"Then I'm not welcome."
Ye Xiong's feet slipped, left and right, using Jiugong Edge Steps, to bully him up.
The person in front of him was not an ordinary master, so he didn't need to have any reservations.
"Hey, the Jiugong Muzongbu in the Evil King Valley, what is your connection with the Evil King Valley?" Elder Long asked strangely.
"do not know."
As soon as he finished speaking, his fist had already struck at Mr. Long's back. Before he could hit anyone, a powerful force of energy surged out.
"The inner strength is quite pure, but not strong enough."
Long Laoshi immediately turned around and fought back.
Even though Mr. Long was over sixty years old, he was more agile than a spiritual ape when he moved his hands. Ye Xiong only saw a gray shadow. The figure of Mr. Long had already attacked in front of him. Pengpengpeng fired seven or eight punches in a row, densely packed.
, it was dazzling to see.
In less than ten seconds, Ye Xiong was kicked away and fell to the ground.
"Damn, there's a huge difference in strength." Ye Xiong got up.
Mr. Long is definitely the strongest martial artist among the people he has met, and no one has ever defeated him in ten seconds.
"I thought you couldn't last five seconds, that's right." Mr. Long clapped his hands, very satisfied. "Go on, use all your special skills."
"Are any skills applicable?" Ye Xiong asked.
"Of course, as long as it's not a gun."
"Very good, come again."
Ye Xiong turned into a shadow and rushed over.
This time, after holding on for thirteen seconds, he was kicked away again and his buttocks exploded.
This damn bad old man, most people at his age have to be careful even when walking, but he can actually fight so well, it simply subverts his imagination.
I can only use that move, I hope it won't knock him down!
Ye Xiong stood up, his inner strength was flowing through his body, passing through sixty-six thirty-six acupuncture points, and he was gathering energy in his fists, ready to go.
"Mr. Long, be careful."
Ye Xiong rushed out, and from a distance of three meters, Wuming Fist began to perform.
Immediately, an extremely powerful Qi Gang surged out with the same momentum as overwhelming mountains and seas.
Because it was too strong, it caused the air to flow, strong winds surged up, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
Mr. Long's face suddenly became solemn. He originally wanted to hide, but after taking a step forward, he decided not to hide. He wanted to personally test the power of Ye Xiong's punch.
Puffy Puffy!
Long Lao punched and retreated at the same time. Every time he punched a punch, a burst of Qi Gang came out. He used offense as defense, which was equivalent to condensing a series of defenses in front of him.
Boom boom boom!
The nameless fist destroyed Ku Laqiao and broke through Long Lao's five defenses before disappearing without a trace.
"Can you still defend like this?"
Ye Xiong suddenly saw a ghost. He watched helplessly as his most powerful punch was being worn away by the opponent, just like the exhaustion of energy in Tai Chi.
"You brat, where did you learn Tianmen's Heavenly Thunder Fist?" Elder Long asked in shock after he stopped.
It turns out that this is called Sky Thunder Fist, and the name is very appropriate. There is a faint sound of wind and thunder when punching, and the momentum is extraordinary. Listening to the attitude of Mr. Long, it seems that he also has some scruples about this boxing technique, and Ye Hongzhi immediately made a big move.
"A friend taught me this boxing technique. How about this boxing technique? Is it acceptable to my eyes?"
"This is Tianmen's martial arts. It is extraordinary. I just don't understand. This is Tianmen's non-traditional martial arts. How did you learn it? You shouldn't have joined Tianmen. No, even if you join Tianmen,
It's not that easy to learn. That old bastard Luo Dongliu is just a stingy guy, how can he teach you that easily?" Mr. Long thought about it over and over, but couldn't figure it out.
Ye Hongxing had great intentions. Although Luo Shishi was very arrogant, it seemed that she was not bad to him. She even taught him such an important boxing technique. It seemed that she was afraid that she would offend Luo Men and not get any benefits, so she taught it to herself.
of.
Unexpectedly, this woman is still a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
"I'm sorry that I can't tell you, but I can guarantee that I have not joined Tianmen."
Ye Xiong was afraid that telling the truth would bring trouble to Luo Shishi, so he kept it a secret.
"You have the internal skills and mental skills of the Xiaoyao Sect, the Nine Palaces Maze Steps of Evil King Rong, and the Tianlei Fist of Tianmen. If you say that you are not from the ancient sect, no one would dare to believe it. Fortunately, you are from our Xiaoyao Sect.
In other sects, if you hold several martial arts skills, you will definitely be rejected." Elder Long said.
"It seems I have joined the right sect."
"Our Xiaoyao sect is the most carefree among the ten ancient martial arts sects. We are unfettered and will not order our disciples to do anything, nor will we strictly control our disciples not to learn martial arts from other sects."
Needless to say, it can be seen from the fact that Mr. Long printed the Long Xuan Neigong in a small booklet and asked people to learn it from all over the street.
It would be strange for other sects not to keep their inner strength and mental skills as treasures.