Chapter 27: Military Fist vs. Martial Skill Master
"Looks like I have some practical experience."
Seeing Ye Yang take off his shirt, Ye Yunpeng's eyes narrowed slightly.
He obviously approves of this move.
For example, in close combat, the clothes are grabbed by the opponent, thus pulling and affecting body movements.
Although the probability of this is low, it is not impossible.
However, if you are shirtless, the sweat on your body will make your skin slippery, which can actually reduce the opponent's grappling skills.
While Ye Yunpeng looked at Ye Yang, he also took off his shirt.
The plump bronze muscles were covered with dozens of hideous scars.
The length of each scar is shocking, and they were all caused by sharp weapons such as swords.
The direct disciples in the martial arts training ground were stunned. Looking at the shocking scars, they were shocked in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, even a strong man with such a powerful martial arts master has suffered a lot of injuries in the past.
Seeing this, Ye Yang's heart did not fluctuate much.
In his previous life, he had experienced countless bullets and bullets, and the scars left on his body were not necessarily less than this.
And those scars are not superficial wounds to the flesh, most of them are bullet holes that go deep into the body.
"If you dare to compete with Uncle Peng, you are really overestimating your own abilities."
"Don't talk about ten moves. In my opinion, even three moves won't last."
"That's for sure. Look at Uncle Peng's muscle lines and the scars all over his body. They are completely the signs of a real man. Look at the boy who separated from the family. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Many direct descendants kept belittling him.
However, those girls admired Ye Yang's figure even more, and their eyes peeked at the strong chest muscles from time to time.
"Are you ready?"
Ye Yunpeng stared at Ye Yang with burning eyes, his whole body exuding a fierce aura.
"That's it."
Ye Yang clenched his hands into fists and once again assumed a military fist posture.
So far, this is the only martial art he knows.
Although there are not many, they still possess certain practical skills.
"good!"
The moment the words fell, Ye Yunpeng's burly figure, like a fierce tiger, rushed towards Ye Yang.
With such rapid speed, he quickly approached Ye Yang and slapped him directly.
Its force is so strong that even without using any elemental force, the air is shaken with the sound of slight air currents.
Ye Yang's eyes were slightly sharp, and he immediately lunged and punched to meet him.
boom!
The moment the fists collided, a dull sound suddenly came out.
Ye Yang suddenly felt a surging force coming from the opponent's palm, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.
On the other hand, Ye Yunpeng's figure remained motionless and was not affected at all.
"So powerful."
Ye Yang's eyes darkened. Under the impact of the force just now, his entire right arm was trembling slightly, and the tendons in his hand were numb.
Fortunately, after swallowing the canned beef some time ago and absorbing the energy of the Nine-turn Heaven-Building Pill yesterday, my body has been tempered and all aspects of my physique have been strengthened a lot.
Otherwise, this head-on confrontation will definitely break bones and muscles!
"Tsk, tsk, I almost couldn't catch the first move. Uncle Peng really has a sword that is still young."
"There are still nine more moves, it's enough for him."
Looking at this scene, the eyes of those direct descendants suddenly flashed, and they couldn't help but gloat.
"I don't think so. Uncle Peng's cultivation level has reached the fifth level of warrior transformation."
"Even if you don't use Yuan Li and Wuhun, its physical strength is naturally not comparable to that of a third-level warrior in the Wheel Sea Realm."
"That's right. Even we may not be able to compete, but the branch named Ye Yang can at least barely resist it."
In the group, there are also some direct descendants who watch the battle rationally and speak out with different opinions.
Especially Ye Yunpeng, who had just attacked, was quite surprised at the moment.
He knew very well that the power of the palm just now, even if he did not use his Yuan Power, was not something that a Lun Hai realm warrior could withstand.
At least it's not the kind of thing where you just take a few steps back and are still safe.
"It is indeed a good seedling."
The more Ye Yunpeng thought highly of Ye Yang, the more fighting spirit he felt in his heart.
Immediately, he suddenly stepped out again and slapped him hard with his palm.
This time, Ye Yang did not choose to fight head-on. He quickly squatted down and avoided the palm strike, and at the same time, he also kicked out a sweeping kick.
However, the next moment, Ye Yunpeng suddenly jumped up and flipped backwards, easily dodging the leg sweep.
After his feet landed on the ground, he attacked Ye Yang at close range at an extremely fast speed.
The two of them immediately started fighting each other, moving back and forth with each other, and their movements were refined to the extreme.
A master of martial arts like Ye Yunpeng is used to the wide-open and wide-open style of fighting. For the first time against Ye Yang's military style boxing, he gradually became a little self-conscious.
On the contrary, Ye Yang became more and more effective as he fought, attacking in a smooth and flowing manner, constantly greeting the opponent.
After all, in the previous life, there were no fantasy martial arts such as Wuhun and Yuanli, and they relied on the ultimate training of physical training.
Under the constraints of the competition rules, his close combat skills were not weaker than Ye Yunpeng's.
"What kind of martial arts did that boy from the branch family use?"
"Although it looks weird, it seems to be quite interesting."
Everyone was stunned, all eyes were focused on the two people fighting fiercely in the field, and they had no idea how many moves they had exchanged.
Anyway, there must be more than ten moves!
At this moment, they saw in shock that Ye Yunpeng's palm missed, and Ye Yang grabbed his right hand instead, and then threw him sideways.
At the same time as he fell to the ground, Ye Yang also fell to the ground, holding the opponent's arm with both hands, and locking Ye Yunpeng's neck with his feet in a strange crossing motion.
Side slam and choke!
However, Ye Yunpeng's power is extraordinary.
His muscles tightened suddenly, and he ignored Ye Yang's chokehold, forcibly stood up, and threw Ye Yang out.
In mid-air, Ye Yang hurriedly used his strength to do a back flip, and immediately landed firmly on the ground.
"Ten moves have passed, I accept."
Ye Yang adjusted his breath slightly, then cupped his hands and fists, directly cutting off the competition between the two.
After all, he had already withstood dozens of attacks, and it would not be in his own interest to continue fighting.
As long as the goal is achieved, that's it.
Ye Yunpeng was stunned for a moment at the sudden pause, as if he still had some unfinished thoughts.
"Good boy, where did you learn these unusual martial arts skills?"
He immediately smiled heartily and did not continue.
"I have been fighting frequently since I was a child, and I have developed my own fighting skills."
Ye Yang smiled lightly and thought it was more appropriate to say it this way.
What?
Researched from fighting?!
Hearing this, not only Ye Yunpeng, but also the direct descendants looked shocked.
Everyone stared at Ye Yang with incredulous expressions.
With such superb martial arts skills, you can create your own martial arts!
"Among the younger generation of the family, apart from Ye Han, you are the most special one I have ever seen, and you are from a separate family, which is very good."
Ye Yunpeng looked at Ye Yang with admiration, then reached into the Qiankun bag and took out a martial arts secret book.
"I just said that if you can withstand ten moves in my hand, I will give you this set of "Nine Shadows Creation Steps"."
Speaking of this, Ye Yunpeng couldn't help but laugh at himself, "But it turns out that I underestimated you."
Looking at the martial arts secret book in the opponent's hand, Ye Yang's eyes flashed slightly.
What he lacks most now is this kind of training resources, so he immediately accepted the spoils without any extra courtesy.
"The clan competition is coming soon. During the next period of time, you can come over to the martial arts training ground and practice together."
Ye Yunpeng laughed deeply, obviously intending to cultivate Ye Yang so that he could achieve good results in the clan competition.