Huaxia, Dongying, and even the whole of Asia, are completely boiling.

Martial arts co-prosperity circle, this is an eternal event, and it coincides with the world of Chinese controversy, how can it not attract people's greed?

After it was determined that the Gongrong Circle Alliance Master Contest would be held in Yanjing, warriors from all over Asia began to rush to Yanjing.

Even the warriors of Europe and the Americas came to join in the fun to see what the pattern of martial arts in Asia would become.

A few days later, another piece of news shook Asia.

The representative of the Dongying people is called Zhong Shangsen, the holy son of the Heavenly Dao people, and he is only twenty years old in the early stage of the holy world.

This is simply incredible, as soon as the Upper Mori came out, all the warriors were shocked, and there was no chance of winning.

For the position of the leader of the alliance, only he and Ye Fan competed, and the rest could only compete for other positions.

Ye Fan's realm, everyone also knows, but in the early stage of Yasheng, it was a whole big realm behind all the Shangsen.

Even if Ye Fan defeated the strong again and again, the prospects were still not optimistic, and even the Chinese people began to be pessimistic.

Because the Shangsen is the holy son of the Heavenly Dao people, the Heavenly Dao people are like a sword, hanging high above everyone's heads.

In such a noise, Ye Fan was still calm, he sat under the ebony for three days.

He felt that ebony was not simple, and although it could not help him cultivate, it still firmly attracted him.

On the fourth day, Ye Fan was stroking the ebony when someone came to visit.

This time, it was a couple of old friends.

Yan Ruyan of the Beidi Yan family is also Ye Fan's cousin. Hai Lian, a lively girl from the East China Sea Immortal Sect, and Mo Fan of the Mo clan in the Western Regions.

The three ancient clans have arrived, and in addition to them, there is also the original Huaxia True Dragon.

Xiao Jianhong of Qishan, Shi Canghai of Tianshan, and thousands of grassland feathers are all here.

Ye Fan couldn't help but smile, and a little emotion appeared in his heart.

And everyone laughed heartily, and they all hugged Ye Fan.

Yan Ruyan, the cousin, was the most polite, and also hammered Ye Fan: "Cousin, you are amazing, you have broken the Futu Clan, it is really scary." ”

Yan Ruyan is now the pillar of the younger generation of the Yan family, and her realm is already the pinnacle of power, which is not amazing.

The rest of the people are also the lowest, and their talents are all top-notch, which can be regarded as the mainstay of the young generation in China.

This time, in addition to visiting Ye Fan, they also wanted to discuss how to deal with Zhong Shangsen.

"We have no hope, we can only compete for a deputy alliance leader, the deputy alliance leader has twelve positions, although the power is not big, but it is also very important. As for the alliance leader, Ye Fan, you have to come on. ”

Yu Wanqian smiled with a longbow on his back, but his eyes were a little dark, obviously worried.

Xiao Jianhong was optimistic, patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and said, "I think you can defeat Zhongshangsen, you have never disappointed me." ”

This kid has no brains to worship Ye Fan.

Ye Fan shrugged: "Do your best." ”

Mo Fan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "Ye Fan, do you want to take a look at the 'non-attack'?" ”

Well?

Everyone looks at each other, non-attacking?

Non-attack is the ultimate technique of the Mo family, and it is also the most important idea.

I don't attack others, and when people attack me, they attack themselves, which is non-attack.

Hai Lian's face changed: "Mo Fan, what do you think?" ”

Mo Fan said softly: "The Mo family has a thought inheritance, which is on par with Lao Tzu. It's a pity that today, it has long been down. Tianzhi, Ming ghosts, can be used. Non-offensive has long lost its essence. ”

"When I fought against Ye Fan, I used Tianzhi and Ming Ghost, but I didn't use non-attack, first, I admitted defeat, and second, the Mo family's non-attack has lost its essence, and it won't help if I use it."

This is the top secret of the Mo Clan, the Mo Clan's non-offensive deterrent is extremely powerful, it can be called the strongest defense in the world, and this defense can counterattack damage, who can be the enemy?

But Mo Fan said that the non-offensive has been lost, that is, the deterrent power of the Mo clan is gone.

Hai Lian was taken aback: "The Mo clan is gone?" ”

Mo Fan did not hide it: "Several of them are friends, I trust you, so I said it." The Mo clan has a non-attack, but the void has its shape, and no giant can comprehend it. ”

Everyone is silent, and when they reach this realm, they naturally know the terrible nature of an anti-heaven spell.

Non-offensive is a technique comparable to Vientiane Tianyin, which is bred from Mohist thought, and does not lose to Lao Tzu.

Ye Fan arched his hand: "Thank you, Brother Mo!" ”

Mo Fan nodded, he knew that Ye Fan wanted to see it.

A group of people retreated silently, and their eyes widened, wanting to get a glimpse of the non-offensive style.

Mo Fan didn't hesitate, he nodded three fingers on his forehead, heart, and dantian.

The three fingers fell, and Mo Fan's cultivation was as if he had been abolished, and he had no lethality.

Everyone looked at each other in amazement, Mo Fan is "self-abandoning martial arts"?

"Non-attacking, provided that I don't attack people, I must not have any idea of attacking." Mo Fan said in a deep voice, then sat down cross-legged, his hands on his laps, as if meditating.

He began to breathe regularly, like a turtle's breath, and exhaled a cloudy breath.

He still didn't have any cultivation, but the space around him suddenly became illusory, and he seemed to be trapped in another dimension.

Everyone was shocked again and confused.

A golden light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, as if he had an understanding.

Non-offensive is a kind of space magic. If you want to use a metaphor, it is to step from the three-dimensional space to the four-dimensional space, so that the person in the three-dimensional space cannot hurt himself.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, and the essence of non-offensive is martial arts, not space science.

"Ye Fan, come and attack me." Mo Fan suddenly spoke, "Don't leave your hands. ”

"Okay." Ye Fan took a step forward, and Zhenwu's first style of Hengshan was played.

This punch hit Mo Fan firmly, but what was very strange was that Mo Fan didn't move at all, and Ye Fan's true martial arts seemed to have entered the void.

It was clearly hit, but it didn't have any effect.

"Go on."

Ye Fan played the real martial arts again, jade shattering, dragon interception, and sky capture...... Hit it in one style, and when the Nine Heavens fell, Mo Fan vomited blood and flew upside down, unable to bear it any longer.

Everyone hurriedly helped him up, and he smiled bitterly: "See, Ye Fan only used his powerful strength, but he was able to break the non-attack, and he didn't suffer any rebound damage." ”

Mo Fan was not injured, but was shocked out of blood.

Ye Fan waved out an aura to heal him, and at the same time said: "Indeed, non-attacks should reflect damage, and I also feel that my spell is going to fight back, but it always fails." ”

"This is the current non-attack, the Mo clan is sorry for the Mozi ancestor."

Mo Fan was very bitter, and the children of the Mo family couldn't even master the non-attack, and they had no shame to face the ancestors.

Everyone hurriedly comforted them, saying that it was already very powerful, if it weren't for Ye Fan being too powerful, non-attack would be the number one defensive technique in the world.

Mo Fan was silent, and looked at Ye Fan with burning eyes: "Brother Ye, what do you think?" ”

"I think non-offense is a kind of ideological realm, and the more I think about it, the more I can't figure it out. Don't force it, you sit down and drink tea, I'll refine a little pill and give everyone a boost. ”

Ye Fan said with a smile, everyone was happy, Yan Ruyan leaned over and shook Ye Fan's arm: "Cousin, I want a hundred Three Souls and Seven Soul Pills, okay." ”

Damn, the flesh is numb.

Ye Fan hurriedly shook her off, asked someone to collect materials, and refined the pill for a whole week.

When a furnace of elixir comes out, a group of people will snatch me, and they will grab their hair and spit and fight.

Ye Fanwaner sent away this gang of "robbers".

At this time, the Asian Martial Arts Co-Prosperity Circle was also officially established, and the alliance leader competition was scheduled for three days later.

The list of representatives from each country has been sent, basically hundreds of people, of course, the most important thing is the top seed.

Ye Fan is the number one seed in Huaxia.

He was unmoved, and he didn't cultivate anymore, but walked around and took a look, and "non-attack" occasionally flashed in his mind.

Non-attack, what kind of spell is it?

How powerful is the spell that is comparable to the Vientiane Heavenly Introduction?

The streets are full of people and traffic.

Ye Fan was a little distracted, and bumped into a boy who was walking towards him.

The boy was tall and handsome, with a little childish on his face, and was eating rock sugar gourd.

As soon as the two collided, the boy groaned and turned his head to look at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan also looked at him, the two sides looked at each other, and the air froze directly. This is the instinctive killing intent of a peerless powerhouse, just by touching his eyes, he knows how strong the other party is.

Ye Fan's pupils narrowed, and the boy stopped licking the rock sugar gourd, the corners of his mouth curved, and he grinned: "Hello, Ye Fan." ”

"Zhongshang Mori?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows.

The other party nodded, bright and strong, as if a hungry wolf was staring at its prey, this was this hungry wolf laughing.

The crowd around them all felt uncomfortable, and the ordinary people panicked inexplicably and hurriedly ran away.

After a while, the two of them were all empty.

And the nearby warriors heard the wind and ran to watch one by one.

Ye Fan and Zhong Shangsen met on the street of this temple fair.