Chapter 190: The Gate of Virtue

Ye Luo walked around the Shengde Gate trading area a few times, found a shop that sold pills, took out 50,000 gold coins in his hand to buy third-grade quenching solution, and then walked out of here. At this time, the sky was almost dawning, and he walked along the official road towards Purple Jade City.

Halfway through the journey, Ye Luo suddenly stopped, his figure flashed, and appeared more than a dozen zhang behind the right. The Hidden Edge Sword popped out of its sheath and slammed into the ground with a slight sharp whistling!

The originally flat ground suddenly flipped up, and a black shadow shot out obliquely, and a dagger popped out of his cuff, blocking Ye Luo's long sword, and at the same time spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then flew towards a forest without looking back.

Ye Luo didn't pursue, he wasn't sure if there would be this man's helper in the forest.

At the beginning, when he was in the Holy Gate of Virtue, the surrounding area was too noisy, and Ye Luo did not notice the existence of this man in black. And after going to the official road, the environment suddenly calmed down, and his keen senses far surpassed those of monks in the same realm, and the black-clothed man who cultivated to this realm was no more than a fifth-order martial artist naturally could not continue to hide his traces.

Because of this, Ye Luo didn't know that the man in black had been following him from the Treasure Workshop.

Ye Luo slowly paced on the official road, while silently comprehending the essentials of the Tyrant Empty Secret Technique. He estimated that by the time the gates were opened, he would be able to walk almost to the bottom of the city.

Gate of Saint-De, Treasure Place.

In an elegant room on the second floor, Chen San knelt on the ground and said respectfully to a screen: "Third master, the idea is too hard, the seven ghosts have missed." ”

Chen San also received an order before Ye Luo's arrival, asking him to find out the truth of this young man, as for the reason, he didn't know.

In Chen San's eyes, that young man was just a relatively high cultivation talent, and it was not high enough to attract the attention of this third master and the forces behind him.

On the other side of the screen, there is a young man with a golden mask, black hair and shawl, and luxurious clothes, he is the third master in Chen San's mouth. He was playing with a black bead, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't see any expression on his face. After a long time, a hoarse old voice came from under the mask:

"There are four major families in Ziyu City, Ye, Xie, Wang, and Chen, this person can't be your Chen family, then, how many of the juniors in the other three major families are eligible?"

Chen San still lowered his head, pondered for a while, and said, "According to what the Seven Ghosts said, the strength that that person showed when he shot at him was equivalent to the level of a martial artist's first order, but that person may not be able to attack with all his strength. And with the level of the seven ghosts hiding traces, non-third-order and above martial artists cannot perceive it. ”

"To say that at the age of seventeen or eighteen, those who can reach the realm of martial artists, according to our information, Xie Hanying of the Xie family, Wang Po of the Wang family and Wang Qing, although the realm of these three people is at the level of the second and third order of martial artists, but in fact, they are all at the level of fifth-order martial artists, or even higher. The new intelligence layer of my Wang family suspects that Wang Po of the Wang family may have reached the realm of Martial Sect. The portraits of these three people have all been seen, and they are not at all similar to this teenager. However, the possibility of disappearance cannot be ruled out. ”

Chen San finished speaking in one breath, and then fell to the ground again, silent.

"What about the Ye family?" the young man on the other side of the screen spoke again.

"The highest realm of the Ye family's junior is now Ye Chong, Ye Fa's grandson, and it is rumored that he has had an adventure, and now he is now the peak of the fifth order of martial arts. However, Ye Chong has been wandering in the deep mountains and old forests all the year round, and he is extremely short, which is not consistent with this person. If Ye Luo, the eldest son, had not been decadent, he should have been able to reach this realm by now, but he became a wasted person two years ago, and now he is only a first-order martial artist. Apart from these two, the Ye family has no other candidates. However, the possibility of this person's disguise is not ruled out. Chen San said.

"Ye family, isn't there another young man?"

"The third prince is talking about Ye Ce, Ye Ce recently performed a mission of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect near Purple Jade City, and he just returned to the Ye family during the day. Moreover, I heard that Ye Ce was already in the realm of the Martial King, and there was no need for him to do such a thing. ”

On the other side of the screen, there was silence for a long time before a sentence came out: "Staring at Ye Luo." ”

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Ye Luo returned to Purple Jade City, still from the back door, back to the Ye family.

Along the way, those subordinates with a little status ignored him, and Ye Luo was used to it. He just felt that these people were naïve and ridiculous—no matter how flattering or contemptuous they were, they would not gain any good, and why bother?

Ye Luo returned to his room, fetched water, took a bath, and at the same time added some third-level quenching body fluid to the water, and absorbed all the Tyrant Void Secret Technique.

Through long-term boiling of quenching fluids, coupled with the subtlety of the exercises he cultivated, he cultivated to Ye Luo, who was in the realm of a first-order martial artist. The strength of the body is not much better than that of the fourth order of the martial artist. Even if he didn't use True Yuan, he could suppress the vast majority of martial artists with the strength of his body alone. Now that he has a higher level of quenching fluid, I think his physical strength will be further improved.

Ye Chun's gang, if it weren't for the fact that they were outnumbered, no one would be his opponent if they were alone.

It is also interesting to say, very few monks in the Sogo Continent pay attention to the cultivation of the body. But since he was a child, Ye Luo's father, Ye Yihong, used quenching fluids and other medicinal liquids to soak his body, and also gave him a lot of strange herbs. Later, it became a habit, even in the two years when his cultivation was lost, Ye Luo practiced physical skills every day, and from time to time, Ye Zheng and Ye Yiqing privately brought him some quenching fluid. As a result, his bones, meridians, and muscles are exceptionally strong.

One thing Ye Luo didn't know was that cultivating the Tyrant Empty Secret Technique had extremely high requirements for the meridians, and if the meridians were too fragile, they would simply not be able to withstand the operation of such a domineering exercise.

Is this just a coincidence?

At noon, Ye Luo still went to the kitchen to eat. Since the disappearance of his husband and wife, he has not eaten with his people. The master of the kitchen, Fu Lao Yang, is a kind fat old man, and Ye Luo's three meals a day in the past two years have been made by him alone.

Usually, Ye Luo and Lao Yang call each other "Xiao Ye" and "Lao Yang", as if they are a pair of old friends.

Ye Luo was eating sauce-flavored pork ribs and scones in a corner of the kitchen, chatting with Lao Yang casually. When he left, he quietly stuffed Lao Yang with a ticket of 10,000 gold coins, and without bringing Lao Yang back to his senses, he had already run out of the kitchen.

Out of the kitchen, Ye Luo thought for a while, and walked in the direction of the martial arts arena. He hadn't been to that place in a long time.

When I arrived at the martial arts arena, what I saw was still those undisguised disdainful eyes, and still those annoying faces.

When the people in the martial arts arena saw that Ye Luo had actually come here, they all cast their curious and mocking glances.

"Look, what's wrong with that shit!"

A teenager who behaved even more excessively put down the stone lock in his hand and shouted loudly, his expression full of playfulness.

This young man named Ye Kai is also Ye Luo's cousin, and in the past two years, there is this guy among the people who usually like to ridicule and bully him the most.

Ye Luo slowly paced to Ye Kai's side, and with a random punch of his left hand, he flew out five or six feet, and rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment. Ye Kai coughed violently after supporting his body with his arms, and he actually coughed up blood. Ye Luo didn't even turn his head to look at him, and walked over directly.

Everyone didn't expect that Ye Luo, who has always been submissive on weekdays, would actually beat people with his hands, and he shot so hard!

At the same time, everyone was also shocked by the fact that Ye Luo was at best the level of a first-order martial artist, and Ye Kai's realm was a third-order martial artist, but why was the latter so vulnerable?

Everyone was a little horrified at the thought of a fact that they did not want to, or rather dared not accept.

The fact that Ye Luo beat Xie Mu, who was at the peak of the first order of martial arts, was seriously injured on the street had already reached the Ye family.

Ye Luo ignored their gaze that had changed from contempt to surprise and horror, and walked straight forward.

He came here today to establish his authority, and to let his peers in the Ye family know that Ye Luo back then is back!

He also knew that one of the top young geniuses in the family, Ye Xia, who was one year younger than him, would practice here every morning.

Ye Kai is a small follower of Ye Xia.

Walking all the way without hurry, it didn't take long for Ye Luo to see a black-clothed young man on the competition platform in front of him sparring with others.

That young man was Ye Xia.

Ye Xia is not tall compared to his peers, but he has a swift momentum, like an agile cheetah.

The burly young man of the third order of the martial artist opposite him had just thrown a punch when he was bullied forward by his opponent and knocked off the high platform with a slap.

"Good!"

There was a burst of applause from the audience.

"Martial artist fifth order?" Ye Luo's eyebrows rose slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a disdainful smile, and he walked up to the martial arts platform.

"Yo, the eldest brother is here, aren't you interested in having a discussion with your brother?" Ye Xia was stunned at first when he saw that it was Ye Luo who walked onto the competition platform, and then said with a smile.

And the spectators in the audience also looked at the competition platform one after another. There was a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes, and they were obviously looking forward to the next scene where Ye Luo was ugly and abused.

"There's no need to fight, I'll point you out and see what progress you've made in the past two years. ”

Ye Luo smiled faintly and said somewhat casually.

The audience was in an uproar, shocked by his words.

"Tell me?" Ye Xia frowned, thinking to himself when did this guy Ye Luo become so crazy? Then he sensed the other party's true power fluctuations, a second-order martial artist, the other party's realm that had been standing still for two years had actually improved.

However, is this enough, I want to see how much water you mixed with when you injured Xie Mu. Ye Xia sneered in his heart and said, "Since the eldest brother is so interested, the brother is willing to accompany him!"

But he didn't know that with the various hand leaves that Ye Luo had now, it wouldn't be a piece of cake to suppress part of his cultivation aura?

Ye Xia took two steps back and stood on both sides of the competition platform with Ye Luo.

"Three moves. Ye Luo silently estimated Ye Xia's true combat strength, and was sure that he would be defeated within three moves, if it was a battle of life and death, one move would be enough.

"What did you say?" Ye Xia's face twitched, and the other party's words made him a little angry.

"Let's get started. Ye Luo didn't repeat what he had said, slowly raised his left hand, stretched out a finger and hooked it towards Ye Xia.

Ye Xia's face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't regret it. ”

With that, he exerted his strength with both feet, kicked the ground, and the whole person rushed towards Ye Luo with a series of blurred afterimages!

When he was about to lean on Ye Luo's body, Ye Xia blatantly punched, and with the inertia of his body, his more powerful fist slammed into Ye Luo's face with the sound of whistling wind!

"One move. Ye Luo found that he was overestimating Ye Xia a little, his body turned to the left, and a palm knife in his right hand slashed directly at the latter's chest. Immediately afterwards, a burst of powerful qi erupted in his right hand, Ye Xia screamed miserably, his body fell out, and he smashed down the stage in an arc.

From Ye Xia's shot to defeat, the whole process was only two breaths of time.

The people in the audience were about to applaud, but they were surprised to find that Ye Luo was still standing on the stage! So, who would be the one who fell to the ground?

The answer is obvious –

Ye Luo, the waste in their eyes, actually defeated Ye Xia, whose realm was a fifth-order martial artist, with one move!

Ye Luo calmly stepped out of the ring and walked towards the outside of the martial arts arena.

A few young people who had a good relationship with Ye Xia stopped in front of Ye Luo and wanted to clean it up, but before Zhenyuan could be mobilized, Ye Luo didn't beat him up!

This time, no one dared to rush forward to ask for his own hardship, and the crowd of onlookers along the way consciously gave way to him.

In their eyes, Ye Luo, the genius who was proud of his peers two years ago, seems to be back!

At this moment, Ye Luo suddenly felt in a good mood, so he simply didn't go back directly, but went to Ye Zheng's residence.

Ye Zheng has only one wife in his life, and the husband and wife are very loving. However, his wife died more than ten years ago. The two brothers, Ye Fa and Ye Gui, are all intriguing with him all day long, trying to squeeze him out of the position of the head of the family; and his three sons, the eldest son Ye Yihong is gentle and humble, and understands his father the most, but he is no longer around; although the second son Ye Yiqing is filial, he is a little old-fashioned and wooden, and rarely communicates with his father; the third son Ye Yili is even more unbearable, indulging in wine, insidious and snobbish, and the city government is very deep, and there is probably no family affection in his eyes.

In the past two years, if I want to come to my grandfather, my life should be even more lonely.

Ye Luo felt very guilty, and his pace quickened.

Along the way, the subordinates he met didn't dare to look at him unscrupulously with that kind of disdainful eyes. They wouldn't think that a person who could break the bones of a first-order peak martial artist was something that ordinary people like them could afford to provoke.

"Yo, isn't this big brother?"