"Is there anything wrong with our Chen'er? Why don't you know as a teacher?" Kobe Bryant pretended not to know.

"Master, Chen'er's fault is that he shouldn't scold you, Chen'er's fault is that he is disrespectful to you, Chen'er's fault is that he is lazy, Chen'er is wrong..."

Ye Xingchen said many sins in one breath, whether it belonged to him or not, as long as he could think of it, he said it all.

"Are there so many?" asked Bryant.

"Master, hurry up, if you don't make a move, Chen'er will be stinged into a hornet's nest. Ye Xingchen used his hands to drive away the hornets above his head as he ran.

"Haha..."

Kobe Bryant smiled, seeing that if he didn't make a move, Ye Xingchen estimated that he would really be stung into a hornet's nest.

"Look at me. ”

Kobe's figure jumped out and slammed his palm behind Ye Xingchen, and then there was a clicking sound, and then, he saw the hornet fall to the ground.

Ye Xingchen bent over, his hands propped up on his thighs, his mouth kept panting, his eyes stared straight at the hornet on the ground trembling his wings slightly, he didn't expect this thing to be so powerful, if he hadn't run fast, I'm afraid he would have been stung into a hornet's nest.

"Come on. ”

Ye Xingchen looked up and saw Kobe Bryant looking at him with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Xingchen wanted to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, he still chose to compromise, and then snatched the wild fruit handed by Kobe Bryant and devoured it.

"Take out that roll of fighting skills and show it to the teacher. Kobe Bryant.

Ye Xingchen was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stuffed the wild fruit in his hand into his mouth, wiped it on his body with his right hand, and then wiped the ring on his hand, and a scroll appeared, and then handed it to Kobe.

Kobe Bryant took the scroll, opened it, and his eyes slowly moved on it, and soon, I saw that he sometimes frowned slightly, sometimes his eyes were open, sometimes his expression was solemn, and sometimes...

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen swallowed the wild fruit in his mouth, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Bryant didn't speak, the scroll in his hand was slowly unfolding, and his eyes were still moving up and down on it.

After a while, Kobe Bryant closed the scroll in his hand, handed it to Ye Xingchen, and instructed: "Chen'er, you memorize the above formula, and later teach you to learn it for the teacher." ”

Ye Xingchen took the scroll and read it while looking at it: "Phantom Fist, low-level Xuan Rank, beginner practitioners, only need to be a righteous qi cultivator, its fighting skills, the combat power presented, depends on the cultivator itself, and the highest can be raised to the ground level." ”

"Huh?"

Ye Xingchen let out an exclamation, his eyes stared straight at the scroll like fire, when he saw the opening, he thought that it was just a volume of fighting skills that could be considered a grade, but he didn't expect that this grade could also follow the cultivator's own strength to improve? The terrifying thing is that it can actually reach the ground level!

At this moment, Ye Xingchen couldn't help but be full of infinite curiosity about the other fragment in his heart, just with the known elixirs and fighting skills, one belonged to the sixth grade, and the other could reach the ground level, this kind of shock was not too strong.

"Gollum!"

Ye Xingchen swallowed his saliva and continued to read: "Phantom fist, shaped like a palm, is actually a fist, fist into a palm, palm condensing fist, fist in the fist, fist in the palm, seems to be tangible, in fact it is invisible, it seems to have a move, but there is no move, false and real, false and true, advance can be attacked, retreat can be prevented, far from the body, close to take life, to attack as the defense, as the root, to defend as the attack, is its foundation, the way in the road, the opposite, the best defense, is the strongest attack, this, for the way also!"

"You know?"

Ye Xingchen had just finished reading it, and Kobe's voice sounded in his ears.

Ye Xingchen looked up at Kobe, pondered for a moment, and then hugged his fists and said: "Chen'er is dull, and I still hope that the master will give you advice." ”

Hearing this, Kobe Bryant smiled, stroked his beard, and said that arrogance cannot be long, desire cannot be indulged, joy cannot be extreme, ambition cannot be satisfied, a person wants to succeed, then he must understand the first condition, humility.

However, the young man in front of him, although he seems to be a little rebellious and a little frivolous on weekdays, whenever he encounters the slightest thing about cultivation, his ruthlessness and open-mindedness to be taught are simply unparalleled.

A true genius is not about how talented you are, but about the ability to work hard endlessly.

Ye Xingchen didn't know why his master suddenly laughed, and seeing that the other party didn't speak, he had to withdraw his gaze and look at the scroll, although the fighting technique mantra was short, but the meaning contained in it was indeed incomprehensible!

"Chen'er, you're optimistic. ”

Hearing this, Ye Xingchen raised his head violently, looking ecstatic, he didn't expect that his master not only had super power in mind, but even such an esoteric fighting skill could be seen at a glance.

"The fist and palm are one, divided into two, the inside is the fist, and the outside is the palm..."

With Kobe's explanation, I saw a faint sense of righteousness gushing out of his body, an illusory figure rose into the air, his hands lingered tactfully, sometimes like a water snake, sometimes like a tiger, sometimes weak, sometimes tiger-like, sometimes like catkins flying, sometimes like waves slamming.

Ye Xingchen couldn't take his eyes off Kobe Bryant who was dancing with his fist, and his mind unconsciously became extremely condensed, everything around him was automatically blocked by him, and in his eyes, there was only that set of boxing routines.

Because it was just a demonstration, Kobe Bryant also deliberately slowed down when he played the 'phantom punch' so that Ye Xingchen could remember it more easily.

After half a ring, Kobe Bryant had already broken down the movements and essentials of the 'Phantom Fist' to the big block.

However, at this moment, a strong aura suddenly poured out of his body,

At the same time, I saw that his hands were constantly changing, and finally gathered all the righteous qi into his hands, and his thin face smiled ghostly, and then he slammed out a palm at the big tree in front of him, and the wind swept away, and the trees shook and fell.

However, he didn't stop there, his outstretched palm suddenly clenched, turned into a fist, and his body burst out at the same time, heading straight for the tree.

"Bang. ”

There was a loud bang, the huge trunk of the tree cracked, and the sawdust flew everywhere, so it was not terrifying.

Ye Xingchen's eyes were dry, his heart was pounding, the scene in front of him had already shocked him speechless, it seemed to be a simple move, but the power was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, if it was bombarded on people, I was afraid that he would be directly bombarded into meat sauce.

Ye Xingchen's back was cold, and his body couldn't help but tremble, this was just a palm formed by a soul body, if it was replaced by those peerless powerhouses and raised it to the ground level, what kind of terrifying existence would it be?

"Open the mountain, split the ground, pour the sea, turn over the river?"

Ye Xingchen took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging in his heart, trying not to think about it.

"Did you remember all the moves for the teacher before?" Bryant asked.

"Hmm. Ye Xingchen nodded.

"That's very good. Kobe Bryant smiled, stroked his beard, and continued: "On the way to practice, it is important to strike while the iron is hot, come, beat it again and show it to the master." ”

Ye Xingchen didn't speak, his body took a step forward, held his breath and concentrated, and recalled the moves of the Phantom Fist in his mind.

Then, as soon as his body moved, his fists stretched out, and the whole set of punches in his memory was a little jerky and slightly slow.

Kobe Bryant on the side, after seeing Ye Xingchen beat all the fists of the phantom fist, his face couldn't help but show a touch of joy, although the whole set of punches played by the latter looked very jerky and soft, but to be able to have this appearance, it is already a good understanding!

"Master, why can't even the weeds blow in my palm?" Ye Xingchen lowered his head and stared at his outstretched palm, with a hint of disappointment in his expression.

"You kid, I think this phantom fist is too simple, and the palm that the master blasted out before is only barely on the side. ”

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen was surprised.

Kobe Bryant didn't speak, for this fighting skill that has the unique existence of the earthly class, if the power contained in it is so easily unleashed, it would be too serious to take the 'earth-level fighting skill' seriously.

For the existence of that level, even if it is the so-called Seven Sects of Xishu, I'm afraid few of them can take it, right?

"Chen'er, let's do this today, and I'll be familiar with it after practicing a few more times. ”

"No, Chen'er is going to practice it today. Ye Xingchen replied.

Hearing this, Kobe Bryant, who was about to leave, turned around slowly, looked at Ye Xingchen with a firm face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this kid is not only stubborn like a donkey, but also a cultivator.

"Okay, as a teacher, I will accompany you to practice. Kobe Bryant.

"Thank you, master. Ye Xingchen hugged his fists.

On the forest ground, a young black figure, the fist shadow in his hand kept dancing, his body flickered and moved, sweat was flying, but he didn't seem to know, his body moved with his heart, and all his attention was focused on his fist and footsteps, which seemed extremely serious.

Kobe Bryant on the side, sometimes reminded loudly, sometimes urged sharply, and sometimes stepped forward to point and correct.

An afternoon of time passed quickly under Ye Xingchen's non-stop cultivation, a pay, a gain, under such a strict self-demand, Ye Xingchen was not without results, for the phantom fist boxing, he was becoming more and more proficient, although there was still no palm to shake the tree and the leaves fell, but that posture has a faint meaning.