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Three days later.

Ye Tian is practicing Tai Chi in his own yard, enjoying the mystery of Yin and Yang. As for why they are not practicing Wandao Shenquan, it is because the appearance of Wandao Shenquan will make Wandao tremble, the world will change color, the sun and moon will be dark, and there will be too much movement. Relatively speaking, Taiji Shenquan can move and be static, and one practice at a time will give your heart some sublimation.

Moreover, Ye Tian vaguely felt that this Taiji fist is partly related to the Daode Jing.

If you continue to practice Taiji Shenquan and practice to another level, perhaps, you will have a new understanding of the Daode Jing.

Bang!

A knock on the door came from outside, and Murong Yue walked away from Ye Tian's three feet, facing Ye Tiandao: "The son, Jing Zhen is the master of the Jing family."

"Let him come in." Ye Tian said faintly, and then continued to practice his own Taijiquan.

"Yes."

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Murong Yue hurriedly trot to the gate of the courtyard and opened it.

Jing Zhen and Murongyue entered the yard immediately and found out that Ye Tian was playing a weird fist. This boxing technique looks soft, without any strength, and the movement is slow, even a three-year-old child can block it. Jing Zhen said inwardly.

But soon, he didn't think so much, because, he found that Ye Tian's fist is very wonderful, seemingly slow, and actually very fast. When he dropped his hand, it exceeded the speed of light, but he couldn't catch it with the naked eye; see It seems to be soft, in fact, the strength is extremely strong. Every time when punching and closing, Jing Zhen vaguely discovered that the space was directly split, and countless space storm debris poured out in a small space, just When it first appeared, it was quietly eliminated by Ye Tian's fist.

Wonderful, really wonderful!

At this time, Jing Zhen finally discovered the subtleties of Ye Tian's boxing skills. It is a pity that at this time, Ye Tian has already practiced Taiji Shenquan and closed it.

"Mr. Ye Tian, ​​one hour later, is the Wu Family of our Jing family. I discussed with the elders of my family. I hope that Mr. Ye Tian can serve as the chairman of this Wu Hui referee. I don't know what the son means?"

After Jing Zhen closed his fist in Ye Tian, ​​Ye Tian glanced at him lightly and hurriedly said.

"can."

Ye Tian thought about it, but reluctantly agreed.

Ye Tian is still very interested in this military meeting. Where is the interest? It was on Jing Yan and Jing Bing.

After more than a year of cultivation, Jing Yan's cultivation practice, I'm afraid he is advancing by leaps and bounds. As for Jing Bing, who had secretly taught him the exercises, he practiced immortal exercises, and that was not ordinary immortal exercises, but immortal exercises that ignored talents. Rubbing progress, and there will not be many sequelae.

Jing Bing has cultivated, and now the cultivation practice should be Lingzong. I don't know, Jing Bing and Jing Yan, who is stronger?

Go to Yanwuchang with Jingzhen.

The Yanwuchang field has become particularly lively today. All the younger disciples of the Jing family are on the field. Even if they are not qualified to participate in the Wushu meeting, they will also come to the Yanwuchang to gain insights and broaden their horizons.

Ye Tian and Jing Zhen came to the north of Yanwuchang. There are rows of seats. The seats are all purple gold wooden Taishi chairs. The production is simple, and the luxury is simple. When Ye Tian and Jing Zhen arrived, seven people were already sitting on the chairs. There are two seats in the middle, which are always empty. After seeing Ye Tian and Jing Zhen, the elders of the seven Jing families hurriedly got up and greeted them, and then Ye Tian and Jing Zhen took their seats.

After half an hour.

Jing Zhen stood up and waved his hand, running his aura.

"Everyone, be quiet first."

Jing Zhen's voice spread in all directions, and all the disciples on the field heard it. After hearing it, he immediately calmed down and looked at Jing Zhen one by one. Unexpectedly, the Wuhui should start.

"Our Jing Family's Wu Hui is about to start. Now, let me announce the basic rules and competition of this Wu Hui. The Wu Hui will be divided into three rounds, the first round, the preliminary round; the second round of the election; The final round, the finals. The rules for the first round of the preliminary round are very simple. The disciples of the Jing family who participated will have a number code, and we will randomly draw you. The pair of numbers drawn, the number represents the competition The opponent is the opponent. Then start the competition in the designated competition area. Win the opponent and get one point; lose the person, zero points. According to the number of points, the number of people who entered the second round of the election... "

Jing Zhen Luo Li was wordy. After talking about half an hour, he finally finished the matters of each game.

Then, the game officially started.

During the competition, the disciples of the Jing family, after hearing their names and numbers, entered the specified competition area and began to learn from each other. The following battles were in full swing, the elders of the Jing family, and the referee on the podium were also relished and read reviews from time to time. However, when an elder of the Jing family discovered that Ye Tian was asleep, he was speechless for a while.

Pushed Jingzhen. Jing Zhen was puzzled for a while. After seeing the elder Jing's finger, he followed the finger, and Jing Zhen saw it all at once. Ye Tian was actually sleeping.

You Ye Tian are the referee of this Wu Hui, how can you sleep? Jing Zhen hesitated and pushed Ye Tian. Ye Tian confusedly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Ye Tian, ​​the Wu Hui has already begun." Jing Zhen smiled.

"Got it, when the battle between Jing Bing and Jing Yan is over, I will wake up." Ye Tian said lightly, then closed his eyes and rested his mind. This time, the only thing he was interested in was between Jing Yan and Jing Bing. Ye Tian has no interest in the competition of others.

After hearing Ye Tian's words, Jing Zhen and the elders of the Jing family were speechless and looked at each other, not knowing what to say. After a while, he shook his head helplessly.

Yanwuchang.

Jing Yan met Jing Zhu, a disciple of the Jing family.

"Yeah, Jing Yan, I can't think of it. You guys dare to come to the Wuhui. It seems that you don't think you are embarrassed. Last time, the head of Murong took his daughter to the house and retired. This face is not enough. Big? Now, you still have to lose face at the Wu Hui?" Jing Zhu looked at Jing Yan playfully, as if he were looking at an ant, "Jing Yan, I'm not difficult for you. So, you are from my crotch Drilling into the past, I will not be difficult for you. After all, we are all disciples of the Jing family."

"Ha ha!"

Jing Yan smiled when he heard Jing Zhu's words, and felt that Jing Zhu in front of him was so ridiculous.

"Jing Yan, what are you laughing? You are all the spirit king warriors, can it be turned upside down?" Jing Zhu saw Jing Yan in front of himself, actually still laughing, instead of shaking, his heart was a little angry and Anger, meanwhile, was a bit strange about Jing Yan's cultivation.

This guy, from more than a year of spiritual king cultivation to Ling Wang Jiuzhong? Could it be that his talent for cultivation was restored. Even more terrifying. Thinking of this, Jing Zhu felt that it was necessary to trample Jing Yan on his feet fiercely in this martial arts meeting, striking his self-confidence, so that he could never turn over.

The first master of the younger generation of the Jing family must always be his Jing Zhu.

Jing Yan sneered after hearing Jing Zhu's words. Your cultivation base is a spirit king? That's right, the cultivation behavior he is currently showing is the Spirit King. This is what King Yan Yan, the emperor of Sanyuan, told him. As a warrior, he should pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, let the enemy rampage first, and finally step on his feet, they will be extremely frightened. That contrast will make the enemy vomit blood.

"Jing Yan, I'll let you get it first." Jing Zhu, a man of high demeanor, carrying his hands on his back, looked at Jing Yan with his eyes motionless.

Jing Yan did not speak. After glancing at Jing Zhu, he also carried his hands.

"Well, you are Jing Yan, it seems that you are really toasting and not eating fines." When Jing Yan didn't listen to himself, Jing Zhu was furious again. He knew that he wouldn't do anything and give Jing Yan a lesson. If so, this Jingyan wouldn’t know that it’s thick and thick.

Ruthlessly rushed towards Jing Yan, like a tiger coming down the mountain, with an awe-inspiring spirit, with the spirit of the king of beasts, behind him, there were thousands of ghosts and monsters, roaring in the void, as Jing Zhu’s When the fist was about to approach Jingyan Yan, the ghosts were all integrated into Jingzhu’s body, within ten feet of the circle, all painted black, as if stained with a layer of ink, it was scary and exuded, the power exuded, will The space within ten feet is distorted.

Because of Jing Yan's provocation, Jing Zhu shot all his strength at once, repaired his Lingzong's behavior as much as possible, and exhibited his most powerful martial art-Ten Thousand Beasts Black Fist.

This punch can kill Lingzong's heavy warriors. Obviously, Jing Zhu actually wanted to kill Jing Yan at this military meeting.

The other disciples of the Jing family, as well as the elders of the Jing family on the podium, changed their faces. Although there is no regulation in the Wu Hui, it is not allowed to kill, but in the Wu Hui, all the disciples of the Jing family are competing with each other. Generally speaking, they are not killing, and there are very few serious injuries. This is everyone. It's a matter of heart.

And Jing Zhu, actually want to kill Jing Yan, this is too much. However, the elders of the Jing family, it is impossible to stop. Because it's too late.

Just when they thought Jing Yan was going to die, a surprising scene happened. I saw that Jing Yan gently stretched out his palm, stretched it over Jing Zhu's fist, and shot it on it, suddenly dissolving Jing Zhu's power. Some of the visions produced by Jing Zhu's fist just disappeared.

blocked? Everyone looked at this scene in shock. Jing Yan actually blocked Jing Zhu's fist. Things didn't wait for them to relax and even surprise them, something happened.

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