Although the god-level combat skills have been mutilated and have become low-grade grades, Yi Yang has never learned combat skills, which can be described as a big difficulty for him.

I was both happy and helpless, but the other party said that if I didn't meet his requirements on time, I would suffer.

In the valley of despair, Yi Yang slowly stood up, his eyes rolled, this time, Yi Yang didn't expect to get a big opportunity, but this opportunity is like a double-edged sword, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

After half a ring, Yi Yang's expression became fierce and said, "Okay, Grandpa Cang, I accept this game of yours!"

Yi Yang doesn't believe that he is a waste, everything has the first time, since the other party has time requirements, then I will complete it according to the time, isn't it just a bad life, in this world, only the grandfather of the clan let himself worry, and my parents discarded me and didn't ask, so, even if it was for the sake of grandpa, he had to believe that he would succeed.

"Hehe, Xiao Yiyang, I forgot to tell you just now, although there are only eight styles of Breaking the Divine Technique, each of them has infinite changes, and it will conjure up a lot of tricks.

However, Yi Yang had a faint expression, since he said it, he had to do it, even if he was punished, he had to grit his teeth and insist.

"Grandpa Cang, isn't it just punishment, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of punishment?" Yi Yang said calmly, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

"Well, let's see how I punish you later!" said jokingly in his voice.

"Breaking the magic trick, the first style, the name of the waves, one move, like ten thousand punches out together, practice to the fullest, have the power of pushing the mountain, can be matched with the sword, its power is even higher, but now I only ask you, within an hour, to practice the fist shadow!" said with a smile.

The calm on Yi Yang's face turned into nothingness, and then turned into a look of amazement, breaking the magic trick, the first style is already so powerful, so is the next move even more fierce?

However, Yi Yang immediately calmed down, this thing is not in a hurry, the latter said that a strong person like him still needs some effort to practice, so if he wants to succeed, he must be steady and steady.

"After Dacheng, one punch is better than ten thousand punches, the essence of which is the overlap of the power of the fist, in the future, it depends on how you can turn the power of ten thousand punches into a punch, so that the effect will be achieved. ”

"Tsk, the first type of mind, I'll tell you later, next, see how you complete it within the specified time..."

Immediately, Yi Yang couldn't help but smash his mouth, this madman is really difficult to serve, he just wants to trouble himself, why don't he just order it, he has to find a reason.

However, this so-called god-level combat skill can't be famous, in case one day he takes it out to fight the enemy, and he can't beat other people's low-grade combat skills, then it can't be said.

"No matter what it takes, I'm going to train it until I succeed!" he comforted himself and immediately held his head high, ready to accept the challenge.

However, after getting the mental method, Yi Yang began to cultivate, and then, in the valley, he began to hear Yi Yang's punches one after another, and within half an hour, Yi Yang was already sweating profusely, it can be said unceremoniously that he still has some talent, although the fist shadow can't be beaten, but he can swing ten punches in a second, and his colleagues are not panting.

Putting his fist down, Yi Yang exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, and when he saw Yi Yang's actions, the voice laughed loudly: "Wait to be punished..."

Yi Yang didn't care about the other party, let the guy laugh, after all, his time was running out, he stayed on his right fist, and after half a sound, he shook his head and nodded, as if he was exploring something.

Perhaps after too many failures, Yi Yang simply stood in place, stunned, his dark eyes kept flashing, and his little face was exaggeratedly purple.

Suddenly, he threw several punches violently, as if he had spilled all his qi in one go, and then, the extreme sound of breaking wind exhaled, leaving multiple fist marks on the mountain wall.

"Do you have to accept the punishment!" shouted again.

"A change, it is impossible to swing ten thousand punches, there must be a mystery in it, I want to find the essence!" When this experiment was over, Yi Yang knew that he had failed again.

His hands were lightly placed on the fist marks on the mountain wall, concentrating, and Yi Yang observed carefully.

"One punch... As long as you throw a punch, you can have the power of ten thousand punches, stacking waves... Stacked Waves... If I throw a punch, I can have the power of punch after punch, is it considered a success?"

Clenched his fists, held his breath, and put all his strength on his right fist, in a short period of time, he did not make a move, as if he was accumulating strength, and at the moment when the air suddenly stopped, Yi Yang raised his arm and smashed it out with a fierce punch, only to see that on the mountain wall far away, Yi Yang's deep fist marks were left.

The sound of breaking wind, the shadow of the fist, the power, everything, is presented.

"Sure enough, accumulating strength with strength is the mystery of stacking waves!" Yi Yang was a little excited when he thought about it.

As he spoke, his fist clenched again, and in the same way, he swung it again, this time with more powerful and fierce power, directly shattering the stones around the fist print.

The body trembled slightly, Yi Yang's handsome cheeks, the smile became even brighter, looking at his right fist, this is the joy of success, only after comprehending, he knows how powerful the Divine Breaking Technique is.

"Yes, yes, but you're still out of time... One second!"

Yi Yang, whose eyes were shining, heard the latter's voice, as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water in an instant, and he still hadn't completed it within the specified time.

"Tsk, Xiao Yiyang, Grandpa Cang didn't cheat this time, you lost" The voice sighed a little regretfully, but that pity seemed to be a bit too much.

Yi Yang was quite speechless, but the bitterness flashed by, his face was indifferent, if he lost, he lost, and he only blamed himself for not being talented enough.

"I accept the punishment..."

The words fell, and the valley remembered the sound of killing pigs...

Next, Yi Yang practiced all the other seven styles, although they were all successful one by one, but he was still not immune to some punishments, and he himself sighed, when can he practice all the moves to the point of lifting weights.

After repeatedly cultivating every move and rubbing his somewhat tired arms, Yi Yang cheered up and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Cang, who are you, why are you so powerful, every breath you can turn into a gangfeng, and god-level combat skills, in your eyes, are nothing?"

His eyes kept looking around the valley, and it seemed that Yi Yang finally couldn't help it.

"Grandpa Cang is Grandpa Cang," the voice replied.

Yi Yang glanced at him, and the other party's words obviously didn't want to tell his origin.

Look at the sky, the three-day period is about to end, but in these short three days, Yi Yang and this person have become one, and the other party has said that he will eat Yi Yang in one bite, but he didn't, but the punishment was a little more serious.

"Grandpa Cang, will you really eat me in one bite..."Yi Yang asked stupidly.

"The other party is a madman, isn't it too presumptuous to ask like this?" muttered to himself, Yi Yang was not afraid of death, he had already understood that life and death were in the hands of others, and it was useless to worry.

After Yi Yang asked like this, he didn't get an answer for the first time, the quiet valley could hear the needle falling, and he lowered his head slowly, Yi Yang looked slightly lost, maybe he was too inch-inch...

"Hehe, little Yi Yang, do you have anything to say to Grandpa Cang?" the latter did not answer Yi Yang's question directly, but asked rhetorically.

Yi Yang was silent for a moment, and then explained why he came to the Valley of Despair, what he was going to do next, and everything was clear, since the other party was a madman, he couldn't let go of himself, only in his thoughts, it was better to simply say everything.

Surprisingly, the other party didn't get angry, just muttered, "Remember, after leaving the valley, you can't say anything here, even your closest people, go... Go for it!"

When he said this, the valley suddenly fell silent, no matter how Yi Yang shouted and asked, he was still silent, his expression was bitter, Yi Yang bent his legs and knelt on the ground, lowered his body, kowtowed three times in a row, and then turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

When Yi Yang was far away, in the quiet valley, the voice was a little tired, and said, "It's really uncomfortable to pretend to be crazy... This son is not a thing in the pool, hey, I have a kind heart..."

Of course, Yi Yang definitely didn't know his words...