Chapter 32: Illusion Cut

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Ye Ming was not aware of all this. After having a meal in the morning, he started practicing Liuyun Sanshou, and the eight-level martial arts was quite valuable. Although he has a huge wave boxing technique, he is not very satisfied with his power, of course, he needs to cultivate a few more.
On the square, training is still ongoing, and they are engaged in the second competition to practice martial arts. Without Ye Ming's participation, Su Lan deservedly won the first place, and everyone looked down on it. However, Huang Yuandou and Wu Hanyu were disappointed. They never saw Ye Ming again. What did that guy do?
Ye Ming was practicing Liuyun Sanshou's second lost leg, and the door was suddenly pushed open. Chen Xing walked in with a smile and said, "Brother Ye, last time you invited me to eat a small stove, my brother was very unhappy. I'll call back to you today, how? "
Ye Ming froze, when did Brother Chen become so polite? However, someone invited, he certainly would not quit, and immediately laughed: "Thanks a lot."
The second time I went to the restaurant, it was almost full. The two picked a seat near the window and sat down. Then Chen Xing took the menu and ordered ten dishes at a stretch. Hearing Ye Ming's heart, he quickly said, "Brother, don't you need to order so much? Can't eat waste. "
Chen Xing waved his hand: "Our martial arts, if we can swallow a cow in a meal, what is this order?"
The dishes came on the table, and Chen Xing opened another wine. Just as the two were preparing to eat, another group of people came to the restaurant. This group of people has a strong momentum. When they appeared, everyone in the restaurant moved subconsciously to the side. At first, he was a yellow-faced young man. He glanced down, fell to the table where Ye Ming and Chen Xing were sitting, and strode over.
"Let's go." The yellow-faced youth resigned coldly, as if the wild dog on the side of the road was walking, his tone was full of impatience and contempt.
Chen Xing's face sank. His dishes had just arrived, and the wine had not been drunk. The other party actually let him go. He stood up and frowned, "Lu Fei, everyone is an insider disciple. Why should you bother me?"
The yellow-faced young man turned cold and said impatiently, "Is it difficult for you? Are you worthy? Hurry up, I'll pump you if you are slow."
Ye Ming can see that this yellow-faced young man Lu Fei is also an insider disciple, and his strength must exceed Chen Xing a lot, otherwise he would not be so patient. He grabbed Chen Xing and said, "Brother, forget it, let's change the table."
The yellow-faced young man glanced at Ye Ming with a squinting eye, and said, "I'm speaking, is it your part?"
Ye Ming was furious. Is this man sick? See who bites who. This time, instead, Chen Xing held him, with a grin on his face: "This is my little brother, not sensible. Let us, let it be." With that, he quickly transferred the dishes to another table.
For the next meal, Ye Ming ate awkwardly. After leaving the restaurant, he asked, "Brother, that person is amazing?"
"Tenth on the inside list." Chen Xing looked calm. "Brother Ye, you have to adapt to all this. There is no law in this world, and fists are rules! Whoever is strong, whoever is reasonable. For example, today, if you and I are not convinced, then Lu Fei would dare to abolish you and me. "
"I naturally understand, it's just ..." Ye Ming frowned, "Is it strong enough to be so arrogant?"
"Lu Fei is used to being arrogant, and it is still good today." Chen Xing smiled bitterly. "Not only him, which is not the top ten on the inside list?"
Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something, saying, "Master, that Sulan is so beautiful. Such a beautiful woman will soon be followed by people on the inside and outside lists. If you walk with her, Too close, I'm afraid it's not good for you. "
Ye Ming clenched his fists, but felt that his heart was tight. Could those people start with Su Lan?
Chen Xing patted him on the shoulder: "If you want a beautiful woman and more resources for cultivation, then you will become stronger. Only by becoming stronger can you have everything, otherwise everything is a cloud, okay?"
Ye Ming nodded vigorously: "Brother, I understand."
"If you don't hate it, just move to my yard. It's a big place. There are two courtyards before and after. We just happen to enter one by one." Chen Xing suddenly invited.
Ye Ming was very surprised, then shook his head again and again: "How sorry, my brother has taken care of me." In fact, subconsciously felt that Chen Xing was too enthusiastic, and he had already guessed something.
"If you are embarrassed, ask me to eat a small stove a few more times." Chen Xing waved his hands happily. "Furthermore, I will see you as always, everyone will be brothers later. If you don't go, just go out, don't treat me as a brother . "
Ye Ming scratched his head. Now, he really needs a quieter place to practice. In the disciple's dormitory, he could only practice martial arts in the room, and he could not move at all. If there was a yard, it would be better, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother!"
There was nothing to move. After half an hour, Ye Ming had already lived in Chen Xing's yard. The yard is indeed very large, with two front and rear entrances, twelve large rooms, and a dedicated kitchen, toilet, and bathroom, and the decoration is very luxurious. Even compared with Ye Family Mansion.
"There are still twenty days left to challenge Zhou Kuang. Before that, I must work hard to cultivate. Only then can there be a greater chance of winning."
Regarding the situation of Zhou Kuang, Ye Ming has already inquired clearly that the other party is the ninth major Zhou Tian realm of martial arts. The ninth weight of the martial arts is the successful performance of the foundation. The vitality has reached the muscles, bones, and internal organs. The vitality of the whole body can run in all the second-level meridians for a week, so it is called the Great Sunday. The martial arts soldier with nine strengths has vitality reaching the whole body and nourishes everywhere. His body is tough, his sound is like thunder, his strength is like a cow, his shot is like electricity, and his overall strength is far beyond the five strengths.
If Ye Ming wants to overcome Zhou Kuang, at least he must reach the six-level bone refining realm of martial arts. This still takes into account the instantaneous steps. Without the instantaneous steps, there would be almost no chance of a simple samurai six-on-nine on the nineth.
The place where Chen Xing arranged was the quieter second entry yard. The yard is large, and many winter flowers and trees are planted in it. The scenery is good. Being able to live in such a courtyard, Ye Ming's practice is much easier. During the day, he practiced swift steps and flowing clouds in the yard, and at night, he meditated in the room without wasting any time.
"Yesterday I opened a lot of third-level meridians, so it seems that within two days I can open up the remaining third-level meridians!" Ye Ming secretly said, and once again started a short step.
Once, twice, three times, and in the afternoon, Ye Ming was able to perform the first step 15 times in a row. The golden blood was rolling like a tide, and the golden shape of the refining shape kept infiltrating and nourishing the whole body. Therefore, he opened up a large number of third-level meridians. Without accident, he should be able to open the remaining meridians tomorrow.
At night, a servant named Chen Xing, a young man named Chen Si, sent him a sumptuous dinner. Ye Ming knew that this was Chen Xing's order, and he couldn't help but be grateful, thinking that he would return this favor in the future.
The sun goes down and the moon rises.
Just as Ye Ming was practicing, a thick rainbow of light shot straight from the east to the west, pulling out a long rainbow tail, and the masters of Chiyangmen were shocked to hold their breath, and they dared not speak out.
"Attention! There is a Wujun-level power passing by, do not disturb this senior!" In the elders hall, a loud voice sounded to warn all Chiyangmen, so as not to anger the passing powerhouse.
Wujun is a martial arts monarch. They have powerful martial spirits, breaking mountains and rivers, breaking their feet, and having the power to move mountains and rivers. They are powerful figures. When there is great power passing by, Chiyangmen should naturally be careful not to disturb the other party.
"Well? There's a breath of heaven catching here!" Then Hongguang was about to cross the Chiyang Gate, and a middle-aged man in Xiaohui felt a faint breath. He immediately converged and entered the Chiyangmen silently.
Ye Ming was concentrating on cultivation, but he did not notice the vision in the sky. Early this morning, he completed Liuyun Sanshou's second form, and then practiced the third form. The first three styles of Liuyun Sanshou are Meteor to catch the moon, lost legs, and magic cloud cut. The first two styles are okay. One step and one leg are no difficulty for Ye Ming who has practiced the instant step.
The third style is not so simple. This style requires the practitioner to perform an explosion on the basis of the first two styles. It is one of the three major killing styles in Liuyun San, and it is very powerful. In other words, Ye Ming must complete the first and second styles before he can complete the third type of magic cloud cutting.
The more specialized the martial arts practice, the stronger the power. The same martial arts, the proficient level is more than twice as powerful as the entry level. On the other hand, in martial arts, there are several levels of martial arts cultivation, namely, small success, large success, and sublimation. Although Ye Ming has mastered the first two styles, there is still a long way to go before urging the third style.
"brush!"
Like a shell, Ye Ming popped up for more than 20 meters instantly, like a meteor chasing the moon, fast and extremely fast, pulling out a long figure. Immediately afterwards, his legs seemed to be fogged. The whole person flickered forward and backward, left and right, he couldn't figure it out at all, it was the second type of lost leg.
Once, twice, and three times, Ye Ming was completely tireless and constantly practicing. The speed of the meteor to catch up to the moon is getting faster and faster, and the legs are getting smoother and smoother, and the connection between the two types is becoming more and more perfect. Finally, the chicken screamed three times. When the sun was about to rise, he suddenly snorted, and his vitality suddenly penetrated. The whole person suddenly turned into a cloud of air, and in that cloud of air, there was a killing light suddenly, like a ghost fire. , Flickering, the feeling of surprise.
After Yunqi continued to breathe for a while, Ye Ming returned to his true body. He shook his body a few times, collapsed to the ground weakly, but with a happy expression on his face, and said to himself, "The magic cloud cut has finally succeeded! Is indeed The eight-strength martial art of pure attack is really powerful! It is not comparable to the giant wave boxing method of building base boxing! "
Illusion cloud cutting is actually a kind of rapid ascension and stabbing in a small area. The whole person is like a light smoke, and its mystery seems to be far more than eight grades of martial arts. And its advantage is that it can use the first and second types of spare power to burst out and instantly cause the enemy to death, which is a powerful martial art!
"Good!" Not far away, a sigh of admiration suddenly came.
Ye Ming quickly collected the power, looked intently, and saw a middle-aged man standing there. The middle-aged man looked like Lang Xing. He wore a simple blue robe, and his face looked so vague that Ye Ming couldn't see his appearance.