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"Deep Blue is low-key, are you just a shrunken turtle? It's ridiculous, the number one master of the dignified martial arts, he doesn't dare to fight me head-on. The Lightbringer sneered.

For a full ten minutes, the attacks of the Lightbringer were like a tide, but Ye City was a leaf in the wind, and there was no head-on confrontation, only a light body wandering, without full certainty, and not even a counterattack.

Ye Cheng's actions made the Light Messenger thunderous, and he knew his weakness that he couldn't bear it at all if Ye Cheng went on like this.

However, the Light Messenger definitely didn't believe that Ye Cheng would know his weakness, he thought that Ye Cheng was just unable to resist, so he had to fight to find an opportunity, because the jade armor was the first appearance since he got it.

"Agitation? It's useless. Ye Cheng laughed, dodged, and dodged the powerful blow of the Lightbringer again.

"Let you attack like a tide, I am as free as a rock, I can go with the water, I can go against the water." Although Ye Cheng is not easy to dodge, at least he will not be too busy.

Ye Cheng knew very well that it was now a garbage time in the middle of a complete battle, and such a battle had nothing to look at, but it was the only way to defeat the Lightbringer.

Ye Cheng can even imagine it now, whether it is on the Martial God Forum or in the restaurants of the various major cities, there are definitely not a few people who sneer at Ye Cheng's methods.

"Deep blue is low-key, don't you really have a seed?" Twenty minutes passed, and the Lightbringer was so furious that he even spouted expletives.

"Quality, this brother should pay attention to quality, you are a civilized person, and it is your fault to scold people." The roles were simply reversed, and hearing Ye Cheng's reprimand, the Light Messenger was already carried away by the anger.

Descending the dragon and subduing the tiger fist

Ethereal Fist

Seventy-two road pool legs

Shaolin Iron Head Gong

The attack of the Light Messenger suddenly accelerated again, making Ye Cheng a little overwhelmed, you must know that every secret of this kid is a stunt or quasi-divine skill, and the mystery of the move is even more unique, and it is very difficult to protect yourself under such an attack.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the Light Messenger became slower and slower, and his steps began to stumble, but Ye Cheng was still very cautious, and at this time, he still did not rush forward.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move, and if the enemy wants to move, I will move first.

Ye Cheng firmly grasped this exquisite tactic, even if the Light Messenger had collapsed to the ground, Ye Cheng still did not venture closer.

"Admit defeat," Ye Cheng advised.

"No, never, I don't have the word defeat in my dictionary, unless you kill me, I'll accompany you to the end." The Lightbringer roared.

"Unless I kill you? Why should I kill you? Could it be that you still have some true qi hidden, just waiting for me to get close, and then launch a sneak attack? The two of us will be consumed in our dreams. "Ye Cheng is suspicious, where will it be easy

Suddenly, Ye Cheng remembered something, and turned to shout outside the martial arts arena: "Martial God System, can you put some rattan chairs and other things in the ring during this competition, and then have a cup of tea and those magazines, otherwise it will be too boring." ”

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When the Light Messenger heard Ye Cheng's words, he was immediately spurted out by a mouthful of blood, and the players of the entire Martial God World also squirted out the things in their mouths one by one after interpreting Ye Cheng's words in the lips of an idle person.

What is it? This is the Martial Arts Alliance Leader Conference, which is one of the grandest large-scale plot tasks in the Martial God World, this Ye Cheng is so arrogant, and he is directly going to sunbathe on the martial arts field, which is simply funny.

"Hahaha Yecheng, if he really gets the rattan chair, I'm afraid that Qi can anger the Light Messenger to death."

"One piece and one relaxation is the right way, Ye Cheng is busy and idle, I think the opinion is very good."

"It is said that this kid is a newly invited elder of the Tianyun Gang, I didn't expect it to be so useless, and the Tianyun Gang is afraid that it won't be long before the gang is scattered."

The monk and others are simply envious, jealous and hateful to Ye Cheng, others are killed and killed, but he wants to enjoy it, which is clearly showing that he is angry and does not pay for his life.

In the Tianyun Gang, the Son of Martial Arts smashed the ironwood table with both fists with a loud noise, among the nine elders, this Messenger of Light is the one he has the most high hopes for, with the jade suit, the Son of Martial Fortune does not dare to say that it is his opponent, but it is also a light and fluttering side slippery cover, without any technical content, but it makes the Messenger of Light not have the slightest spleen

"Waste, it's all a group of waste, nine elders, two of them have touched Ye Cheng, this was originally an opportunity, but look at you, one directly admits defeat, I'm afraid people don't even see your name, and the other is cautious, but can be played by Deep Blue in a low-key palm, at this time there is no way to fight back, can only linger in place to breathe.

"Nemesis, could it be that this dark blue low-key is really the nemesis of our Heavenly Fortune Gang? Our strength is very strong, but when we meet him, it is all useless. Shawshank said in surprise.

"Fuckshank, if you dare to say that again, I will kill you with my own hands." The Son of Martial Arts had already been angry, and Shawshank's words simply added fuel to the fire.

"Kill him, you have to kill Deep Blue in a low-key manner, hum entered the finals, I will participate, I will see if this guy who fell under my hands can escape in my hands." The Son of Wuyun Tianzi had to brag, such as today the Yun Gang has risen a wave of fear of blue, up and down, from these old and new elders, to the gang below, when it comes to the dark blue, no one is not afraid, and these masters of the Tianyun Gang, usually one is more than a cow, one is more proud than the other, but in front of the dark blue low-key, one by one, they all return with a feather, if Ye Cheng cannot be killed at this time, the consequences will be very serious, and the gang that has finally been gathered together is even in danger of collapse.

"Hopefully" Shawshank didn't control his mouth, and said what was in his heart without paying attention, which suddenly made the Son of Wuyun even more angry, if it wasn't for Shawshank seeing that something was wrong and quickly slipping away, the Son of Wuyun would definitely kill him on the spot.

Ye Cheng lay leisurely on the rattan chair, since there can't be a rattan chair in the ring, but he can enjoy it here

In the final battle of the final stage, the Bright Messenger was still solved by Ye Cheng, and the process was very dull, and it was so bland that people couldn't believe it.

There may be such a best in the semi-finals, but in the finals, there are very few such superlatives

There are only five rounds of finals in the martial arts league master conference, and all of them are eliminated, and the last ten people can study the wordless heavenly book.

Ye Cheng knew his ability, and when he came to this final, there were very few players, and most of the remaining ones were hostile sects.

Ye Cheng didn't think about studying the wordless heavenly book at all, as a player, if he really entered the top ten and got the qualification to study the wordless heavenly book, then it would be meaningless for him to throw the wordless heavenly book out.

Ye Cheng had a very short time to get the Wordless Book of Heaven before, and he quickly threw the Wordless Book of Heaven out, just for this little time, it also made the players think that he had obtained the secret of the Wordless Book of Heaven, and if he had the research qualifications, he didn't know what he would be annoyed by these players.

Wordless Heavenly Book, since it appeared, only a few people can read it, Ye Cheng is smart, but it is definitely not to the level of that kind of amazing talent, at least he thinks so.

There is no connection between winning and losing in his heart, and Ye Cheng's mentality is now very peaceful.

After a full three days of rest, the final stage of the martial arts alliance main conference began.

A burst of white light flashed, and Ye Cheng came to the ring, and when he saw his opponent, he immediately laughed.

Thin as a withered bamboo, the head is as big as a bucket, there are thirteen ring scars on the top of the bright head, it was originally an earthy yellow monk's robe, and now there is a trace of the original color in the place where it has its own neck, and a pair of monk shoes is like two pieces of mud, if it is not worn on the feet, no one can recognize that this is a pair of shoes.

The most peculiar thing about this monk is his pair of eyebrows, which are often said to be sword eyebrows, but the eyebrows of this old monk are too unconventional, they are simply long, and the whole thing is erected.

"Who is this? It's too abstract."

"Damn, did you fall into the mud pit before you came?"

"You don't have to fight, look at the shape of this monk, smoke can smoke the dark blue to death."

"Damn, slap him, go back and wash his hands for half a month, it's not cost-effective"

Seeing the appearance of this old monk, the eyes of the monk and the others widened in astonishment, and they immediately began to discuss

It's not just the abstinent monk and others who are discussing, most of the players in the Martial God World are paying attention to Ye Cheng, and they are also discussing, but no one knows who this old monk is.

Others don't know, it doesn't mean that Ye Cheng doesn't know, he had met this old monk in his previous life, and he clearly knew who this old monk was.

The monks of Shaolin Temple are the most famous.

Bodhidharma who crossed the river with a reed, the obscure sweeping monk, the bitter sea Zen master of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, and a thirteenth stunt monk who closed himself in the attic of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for 60 years at the age of 10.

As for why he is called the Thirteen Stunt Monks, not only because he has mastered all the thirteen stunts in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, but also because he has been in retreat for too long, causing himself and the monks of Shaolin Temple to forget his Dharma name, and he can only be called the Thirteen Stunt Monks.

If it is really about the strength of the strength, in Ye Cheng's inference, the strength of the thirteen stunt monks even exceeds that of the sweeping monks.

How could such a high-ranking monk who has no quarrel with the world rashly walk out of Shaolin Temple because he watched the wordless book of heaven?

It wasn't until he saw the thirteen stunt monks that Ye Cheng felt that this martial arts alliance master meeting had also deteriorated slightly.

However, Ye Cheng also felt that he was lucky enough to be able to fight against the Thirteen Stunt Monks, although he was bound to lose, but the gains in it were much stronger than Ye Cheng's own stuffy research.