In the dark stone room, Ye Han quietly sat cross-legged on a futon. The water spirit beads suspended above his head turned into a pool of liquid, then slipped from the Tianling Cover and quickly spread to cover his whole body.
Instantly, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a ball of blue liquid, turning into a cocoon, and his body was emitting a light blue light.
If you lightly touch your physical body with your fingers, the skin will ripple like water.
In the blue liquid, mysterious scriptures appeared in Ye Han's mind, as if countless tadpoles were swimming in front of his eyes. At the same time, his hand techniques were constantly changing.
Gradually, the blue liquid formed by the Shui Lingzhu slowly penetrated into the skin, causing magical changes in his physical body.
If you look carefully, you can see that his body gradually becomes transparent, like water. And in a moment, the transparent water-like body can return to its original state.
Shen Shui Jue is a mysterious martial art. By practicing this martial art, practitioners can possess the properties of water, turn it into a liquid state with spiritual power, and even evolve into avatars in ever-changing forms.
Although its grade is unknown, in the process of training, Ye Han gradually realized the magical and unique features of this martial art.
However, the difficulty of cultivating this Divine Water Technique was far beyond expectations. Ye Han originally wanted to practice it before the clan scriptures started, but obviously this idea was a bit fanciful.
Before I knew it, six days flew by.
After six days of practice, Ye Han's physical body gradually gained a luster, and the halo of his body circulated, as bright and crystal clear as jade.
His skin was full of toughness, and even an extremely hard dagger could not cut a wound on his skin.
And when the liquid light was finally completely sucked into the skin, all the strange phenomena disappeared in an instant. Ye Han finally slowly opened his eyes, and then raised his right palm.
laugh!
The spiritual power in his palm gathered like a whirlpool, and then the spiritual power was compressed into a ball of spiritual water. With a slight squeeze, the spiritual water exploded with a bang, and then quickly turned into broken spiritual power and was sucked into the body.
"The Divine Water Technique is indeed infinitely mysterious..."
Ye Han couldn't help but exclaimed.
The threshold for the water wall technique at the first level did not seem to be too high, but starting from the second level, the difficulty of practice increased significantly. By the third level, he could no longer continue practicing at all.
"I didn't expect that after six days of hard training, I could only barely touch the second level."
Ye Han was a little surprised. Although he could use the water body technique in a rough way now, the water clone's strength was very weak, and it would probably melt away in less than a minute at most.
It can be seen that mastering the Divine Water Art does not happen overnight. Only by cultivating the second level of Water Body Art to a perfect state can you continue to practice the third level of the Divine Water Art.
Ye Han was not discouraged, after all, this kind of martial arts was far from comparable to ordinary martial arts. The more difficult it was to practice, the less simple the Divine Water Technique was.
"I don't know how powerful this divine water technique is, so I just want to find an opportunity to give it a try."
With this thought in mind, Ye Han walked out of the stone room, exhaled slowly, relaxed his muscles and bones, and strode towards the martial arts training ground.
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It was the middle of summer and the sun was scorching hot.
The scorching sun was scorching the earth, making the world as hot as a steamer. Even the willow trees around the martial arts training ground were slightly drooping their leaves, looking languid.
On the martial arts training ground, in this wide and flat square, there are figures squatting on horseback in an orderly manner.
"Stand still!"
A loud scolding sound came from a man who was as tall as a tiger with a broad waist and round arms.
This big man's name is Wu Yuantong. He is one of the best martial arts masters in Yancheng. He is now recruited by the Ye family to teach the younger generations of the clan.
Under this stern scolding, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old youths from the Ye family, despite their young faces turning red and sweating profusely, gritted their teeth and persisted, not daring to move.
Because Wu Yuantong was famous for his violent temper and harsh teachings. Almost no one in the Ye family's descendants was afraid of him.
"Look carefully, next I will teach you a fifth-grade spiritual technique, Mountain Splitting Fist."
Wu Yuantong glanced with his tiger eyes and said in a deep voice.
Hearing that Wu Yuantong was going to teach such a high-level fifth-grade spiritual technique, these descendants of the Ye family were all attentive and looking forward to it.
"The energy sinks into the Dantian, and the spiritual power is gathered in the palm of the hand and turned into a force of strength, and then..."
boom!
Wu Yuantong's thick spiritual energy roared out from his body. The moment his feet hit the ground, the floor was shattered by it, and then his fists suddenly shot forward.
Bang!
This punch roared out, and the heat wave that filled the air was immediately shattered, and the terrifying punch force set off a storm of spiritual power.
"It's amazing!"
A group of younger members of the Ye family had fiery eyes, and some even waved their fists.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, a sound of applause came from behind them. Everyone looked back and saw a figure in a green shirt walking over, causing a commotion at the scene.
"Yes, this Mountain-Splitting Fist has just the right amount of strength and is as fierce as a tiger."
Ye Han stood with his hands behind his hands and praised.
"Young Patriarch"
Seeing Ye Han approaching, Wu Yuantong quickly cupped his hands and said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Martial Master, how about we have a few moves?"
Ye Han smiled slightly and got straight to the point.
He took a look at Wu Yuantong. This guy was as fierce as a ferocious beast, and his strength was also quite tyrannical.
As an opponent, he couldn't be more suitable.
"What?"
Wu Yuantong was stunned when he heard this, and then his thick eyebrows furrowed, almost thinking he heard wrongly.
The young patriarch wants to challenge himself?
Although he knew that Ye Han was a special-level candidate in the preliminary selection of the three major sects, Wu Yuantong was also one of the best martial arts masters in Yancheng, and naturally he also had his own arrogance.
Now being challenged by a junior, of course, made him feel a little unhappy.
So, Wu Yuantong said in a deep voice,
"Young Patriarch, you have to be more careful. I might hurt you if my fists and feet are blind."
In his words, he obviously did not think that Ye Han could defeat him. As one of the best martial arts masters in Yancheng, Wu Yuantong was not just a disciple. In addition to having experienced hundreds of battles, he also practiced many high-level spiritual skills.
technique.
"Okay, let's take action."
Ye Han nodded calmly.
"Tell me, who can win this competition between the martial artist and the young patriarch?"
"I can't say for sure. The Young Patriarch is a special-level primary candidate of the three major sects, but the martial arts master has rich combat experience, and his cultivation level is slightly better than that of the Young Patriarch..."
"I think it's a draw in all likelihood..."
At this time, the surrounding Ye family descendants quickly exited the square and watched the battle curiously.
In the square, two figures faced each other.
boom!
At this time, Wu Yuantong roared angrily, and the muscles all over his body burst out with infinite power. His arms were as heavy as mountains, and veins bulged...