Ye Huan walked into the room with the secret book of Chunyuan Mahamudra, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Liwei, let's see who stands up at the end of the month?"

Ye Huan took the Cheats of Chunyuan's big mudra and carefully copied it.

Fortunately, Ye Huan prepared a lot of materials such as monster skins in order not to delay reading the secret book cultivation.

Chunyuan Mahamudra is worthy of being a heaven-level martial skill, and if you practice it to the extreme, you can instantly explode a thousand acupoints.

The Chunyuan Mahamudra has a total of five layers, one for every two hundred orifices.

In other words, with Ye Huan's current pure Yuan Gong's enlightenment number, he can only practice the first stage of the Pure Yuan Mahamudra.

After transcribing a few pure Yuan mudra secret books, Ye Huan stopped, picked up one of the pure yuan mudra secret books, and read it carefully.

Looking at the lines of text on the secret book, in Ye Huan's body, the opening acupoints began to connect one by one, and a complicated vitality running route slowly took shape.

After reading the Cheats of Chunyuan Mahamudra once, there are five acupoints associated with it.

Feeling the five related orifices, Ye Huan couldn't help but be stunned.

There were only five orifice points associated with it. After reading the body-training boxing secret book, it was associated with 12 orifice points.

Could it be that the martial arts level is too high?

You can read the Pure Yuan Gong Cheats of the Earth Rank, and you can open two orifices by reading it once.

Does it have anything to do with the level of cultivation techniques?

At this time, Ye Huan remembered the body washing pill, and remembered that his enlightenment was getting slower and slower recently.

Cultivation techniques and martial skills should have an impact on the ability of both eyes.

Ye Huan flashed this thought in his mind, and immediately put it aside for the time being. The most important thing now is to read the Cheats of the Pure Yuan mudra, and watch the first review of the Chunyuan mudra.

Looking at it once, you can only associate five orifice points, you must work harder and master the first pure Yuan Mahamudra as soon as possible.

In the next few days, Ye Huan's life changed slightly.

In the morning, he was in class as usual, but Zhang Yuan, the head teacher, didn't give him a good look, and even felt a little disgusted.

However, no one of the attribute martial artist has ever appeared by his side, as if he had forgotten about him.

Ye Huan didn't take it lightly, it was just the tranquility before the storm.

In the afternoon, Ye Huan was still cultivating, but it was changed from cultivating pure Yuan Gong to martial arts pure Yuan Mahamudra.

Occasionally, when there is free time, Ye Huan will practice Pure Yuan Gong. This practice is a serious practice. After all, the ability of the eyes is used in the practice of the martial arts Pure Yuan Mahamudra.

Time flies so fast, the end-of-month assessment will arrive in the blink of an eye.

The night before the assessment at the end of the month.

On the desk, a copy of the Pure Yuan mudra secret book written on the skin of a monster turned into fly ash, Ye Huan was delighted.

It was done. On the night before the assessment at the end of the month, he finally practiced the first stage of the Pure Yuan Grand mudra.

What is the power of a low-grade martial skill?

Ye Huan couldn't help but think of this idea in his heart. Anyway, he practiced it and tried his power.

As soon as Ye Huan thought about it, the vitality of the two hundred orifice points in his body quickly gathered to his right hand.

The white vitality gathered in his right hand, and soon Ye Huan's right palm condensed a somewhat illusory white palm shadow, as if wearing a white glove.

The white palm shadow looks unremarkable, but Ye Huan can feel the powerful power contained in it.

Ye Huan made a comparison between himself when he split the mountain with his current self, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It is not the same, the two are not on the same order of magnitude.

The self at this moment can easily slap the self at that time with a slap.

As expected of a heaven-level martial skill, it is indeed powerful enough.

Tomorrow is the end-of-month assessment, Ye Huan didn't do any other cultivation and went to bed early.

……

"Junior Brother, have you succeeded in practicing Chunyuan's Mahamudra?"

Xue Changqing looked at Ye Huan with a faint expectation in his eyes.

Xue Changqing hasn't brought up this topic these past few days, just for fear of putting too much pressure on Ye Huan.

But today the assessment started, so he had to ask.

If Ye Huan failed to master the martial arts pure Yuan mudra, Xue Changqing would have to consider some other means.

An illusory white palm appeared outside Ye Huan's right hand.

Pure Yuan mudra.

Xue Changqing's eyes lit up.

……

Attribute warrior type.

Forest fire office.

"Is it arranged?"

Lin Huo looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked.

"no problem."

"Don't violate the rules of the martial arts institute."

Lin Huo seemed to remember something and emphasized.

"No, at most serious injuries, it's only a few months."

The middle-aged man grinned.

Lin Huo nodded with satisfaction. The first few months were the time of rapid progress for the new students. Ye Huan was seriously injured and lay for several months at this time, and other students would be quickly distanced.

……

At the end of the month, on the last day of each month, the assessment will be conducted by class as a unit. There are two parts: the essay test and the martial arts test.

The literary test is in the morning, and the martial arts test is in the afternoon.

This is the Hanwu Intermediate Martial Arts Academy, so the proportion of the martial arts test is relatively heavy.

The morning essay test ended soon, and the results were announced at the same time.

Ye Huanwen was ranked tenth in the class.

But this result is nothing.

What about the tenth place in the literary test, as long as the martial arts test results are not good, Ye Huan may still count down.

The highlight was the martial arts test in the afternoon.

"Ye Huan, if the martial arts test in the afternoon is not good enough, I will give up, leaving the green hills so I won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

Wu Changqing told Ye Huan that from the information he got, Wu Changqing was not optimistic about Ye Huan.

Finally met a more interesting peer~lightnovelpub.net~ Wu Changqing of course hoped that Ye Huan could accompany him to go farther and not fall behind so quickly.

"thanks."

Ye Huan thanked him, at least Wu Changqing was caring about him.

……

afternoon.

The highlight of the assessment at the end of the month, the martial arts test began.

Ten huge arenas, and new students from ten classes are taking exams at the same time.

The exam is jointly presided over by the head teacher of each class and a tutor sent by the martial arts academy.

Ye Huan stood in the area of ​​Class 3 and looked at Class 1.

Ye Huan remembered that Ding Hai was in the same class, but to Ye Huan's surprise, he did not see Ding Hai.

"Rules of the martial arts test, draw lots, the winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated."

Zhang Yuan announced the assessment rules for the martial arts test, and then signaled the students to come forward to draw lots.

The lottery went fast.

Ye Huan took a sign and left.

The mid-level instructor sent by the martial arts institute glanced at Ye Huan without a trace.

When a handsome boy came forward to draw lots, a lottery was quickly attached to the boy's hand, and the boy Leng Jun took the lottery and left.

"Cheng Yang, do you want me to report you to the Martial Arts Academy for interfering with the student's assessment?"

Zhang Yuan turned his head, his icy eyes fixed on the intermediate tutor beside him.

"Zhang Yuan, relax, they will meet sooner or later. I just made this process ahead of schedule. You say that I interfere with the students' assessment, and there must be evidence."

Cheng Yang looked at Zhang Yuan fearlessly. Zhang Yuan could detect the method he just did, but there was no evidence.

"Humph"

Zhang Yuan glared at Cheng Yang coldly, and walked straight towards Ye Huan.

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