The sky was pouring rain, lightning and thunder.

Ye Jian was already disheartened, today was his 300th blind date, but it still ended as before.

Ye Jian touched a half-fist-sized poisonous sore on his face, it was swollen and red, and some poisonous water flowed out from time to time.

"This little brother, I see that you have a strange face, the heavenly court is full, and you will definitely get ahead in the future. Ye Jian stroked the poisonous sores, and couldn't help but think of what a fortune teller he met when he was a child said.

It's just that time has passed, and the fortune teller has long been gone, but Ye Jian's fate has not changed as the fortune teller said, but his physical condition is getting worse and worse.

"Hey, I don't exist in this world anymore, so I'd better die and spend time with my parents. ”

Ye Jian closed his eyes, opened his arms, and jumped directly into the abyss in front of him.

Bang!

I don't know if it was a coincidence or fate had already doomed all this, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and it happened to hit the falling Ye Jian.

Yes!

Ye Jian wailed, and then his entire body disappeared.

......

Ye Jian didn't know how long he had been asleep, but when he woke up, it was already night, and he was lying in a dense forest, with blood still flowing all over his body.

"Grass! Ye Jian kept recalling the events of his life in his mind, but he unexpectedly found that he now not only had the memories of his life, but also the memories of another person.

"Hehe, it's really funny, this person is actually called Ye Jian, is it me in another world?"

l The short-term fusion of the soul, Ye Jian has digested the memory of this body for more than ten years, in the memory, Ye Jian is a side branch of the Ye family of a big family, at the age of twelve, he followed the youngest daughter of the Ye family patriarch Ye Xuan to worship the Nanluo Sect, and since then he has been staying by Ye Xuan's side, taking on all the miscellaneous objects assigned to Ye Xuan by the Nanluo Sect, so that Ye Xuan can concentrate on cultivation without distractions.

Two years later, Ye Xuan finally lived up to expectations and officially became a disciple of the outer sect of the Nanluo Sect, and Ye Jian also followed, although there was still a lot of workload every day, but it was much less than before.

"Ah, there are no poisonous sores. Ye Jian touched his cheek, although the previous owner of this body was only fourteen years old, but his face had already faded from the youthfulness of a teenager, and was replaced by fortitude, like a knife cutting an axe.

"Since the heavens have taken away the poisonous sores, then I will live well. Ye Jian touched his new face a little narcissistically, "It's just that the name of 'waste' has to be removed first." ”

It turned out that from the age of twelve to fourteen, the original owner had hardly any growth in other aspects except for cultivating the internal qi in his body to the first level of a martial artist, and a set of basic Fuhu Fist had only been practiced to the third form.

This does not blame the original master, the cultivation talent of the martial artist in this world is determined by the strength of the soul, the stronger the soul, the stronger the talent, but Ye Mu seems to have suffered some injuries when she was pregnant with the original owner, resulting in the born original owner having a weak soul.

Ye Jian stood up, remembered the road in his memory, and walked back.

When he came out this time, he was completely calculated by another waiter, Chang Fu, Ye Jian looked through his memory and found that this waiter Chang Fu, who calculated himself, was the personal younger brother of another outer disciple of the Nanluo Sect, and now his cultivation has reached the second realm of a martial artist, and he has condensed three internal qi in his body, and he has the strength of three horses in his body.

An internal gas corresponds to a horsepower.

Ye Jian looked through the memories of this world world again, and found that although the original owner did not have many memories of this world world, he still had some.

This world is called Tianwu Continent, and it is a world world of martial artists. The martial artist majored in internal qi, although Ye Jian didn't know what this internal qi was, but at this moment, he had it in his body, a turbid air flow slowly flowed along the tendons and veins in Ye Jian's body, down to the lower abdomen dantian, and the air flow was extremely unstable between the tendons, as if it might be dispersed at any time.

The initial rank of a warrior is a warrior, and the warrior is divided into ten levels, and each time he is promoted, the amount of strength skyrockets.

Ye Jian's current strength is the first in a martial artist, and a stream of internal qi has been condensed in his body, and the strength of his whole body is the strength of a horse.

The criterion for judging a horsepower is the strength of a black wind horse, as for the black wind horse, this is the most frequent means of transportation on the Tianwu Continent, usually a black wind horse travels two thousand miles a day.

"No wonder the original owner died at the hands of Chang Fu, but I don't want to be killed as soon as I come to this world. Ye Jian muttered and continued to look through his memory.

Nanluozong is located in the northwest of Zhao State, and stands with Ziyang Sect and the Zhao royal family. In addition to these three most powerful forces, the eight major families also grasp the lifeblood of Zhao State's martial arts, and even the royal family is only well-intentioned.

The Ye family is one of the three major families in Blackwater City, the northernmost part of the Zhao Kingdom, but it is not one of the eight major families.

The Ye family is in the area of Blackwater City, mainly controlling the hotel and inn industry, and can accumulate huge financial resources every year.

And Ye Jian's parents run a small restaurant, relying on Ye's father's unique management, coupled with Ye's mother's superb cooking skills, it has also attracted many customers, and every year, the income is also very expensive. It's just that the Ye family stipulates that each Ye family restaurant must hand over a certain amount of tribute every year, and the amount of money set by the Ye family for the Ye Jian family is 10,000 taels of gold, so that after a year of hard work, only three or four hundred taels of silver will fall to the Ye Jian family.

"I will definitely take care of my parents. Ye Jian thought of this, his eyes were slightly red, he had no parents in his previous life, and in this life, he occupied the body of someone else's son, and he said that he wanted to take good care of his parents for the original owner.

Thinking about it, Ye Jian returned to the place of residence in his memory, but Ye Jian didn't expect that a young girl was standing at the gate gracefully, as if waiting for Ye Jian to return. Ye Jian judged through her figure and found that this girl seemed to be the young lady he was following - Ye Xuan.

"Where are you, how can you get hurt?"

As soon as Ye Jian came up, Ye Xuan asked a little anxiously.

Looking at the girl in white in front of her, with a melon seed face, beautiful forehead and eyebrows, agar pink nose, cherry mouth, and a pair of big blurry eyes looking at Ye Jian with concern.

"If this is placed on the earth, it will definitely be fascinated by thousands of young men, what beautiful women and stars, all fucking stand aside. Ye Jian secretly exclaimed in his heart.

In fact, the reason why Ye Jian was able to react like this was because the original owner had a crush on Ye Xuan, but because of his low self-esteem, the original owner had always hidden this idea deep in his heart and did not let Ye Xuan find out at all. Ye Jian learned from the memory of the original owner that when Ye Xuan was selected to Nanluo Sect, the Ye family asked Ye Xuan to choose an entourage in the family, to everyone's surprise, Ye Xuan actually chose Ye Jian, who had the worst talent, and this decision made Ye Jian excited for several nights without falling asleep.

"It's all right, miss, I'll go to bed first. Although Ye Jian also has a love for Ye Xuan, it's just that the experience of 300 blind dates has made Ye Jian immune to women, even if no matter how beautiful a woman is standing in front of Ye Jian, Ye Jian can still control his emotions very well.

Under Ye Xuan's strange gaze, Ye Jian entered his small room, closed the door, got some water, cleaned the blood stains on his body, and then lay naked on the bed and fell asleep.

When the dawn of the next day had not yet arrived, Ye Jian simply washed up and went out.

In the small courtyard, Ye Jian stood up straight, closed his eyes, and recalled the mental drawings of the ups and downs of the Tiger Fist. Fuhu Boxing, a low-level martial art of the Yellow Order, is divided into five styles in total, the first three styles have no name, and the last two styles are 'Fuhu' and 'Tiger Chong'.

Ye Jian stepped up, his left hand bent into a fist, and his right hand swung out with all his strength, punching one punch after another.

is different from the usual obscure skimming, now Ye Jian is boxing, fisting is windy, and there is a kind of pleasure that comes naturally.

Bang!

The air was broken by a punch, Ye Jian didn't feel anything in his heart, and continued to swing.

The first formula, the second formula, the third formula.

Gradually, Ye Jian's boxing technique became faster and faster, and the punching speed continued to be rapid, and he was also very profitable, and he couldn't detect the punching routine at all. Ye Jian's fist technique took off the fetters, and then rushed to the fourth type 'Fuhu' in one breath, woo!

A punch blasted out, and the punch roared out, mixed with a tiger roar, directly blasting the ground in front of Ye Jian into a big pit.

Standing with his fists closed, Ye Jian was also slightly surprised.

It is important to know that for beginner martial artists, even the lowest level of martial arts is difficult to master, not only because of talent, but also because of people's ability to adapt to new things.

In short, from low to high, the difficult thing is to start from nothing.

Ye Jian emptied his mind, took a deep breath, and unleashed his undulating tiger fist freely.

Type 1, Type 2...... The fourth form 'Fuhu' is the first and second forms...... The fourth type 'Fuhu'......

After performing more than ten times in a row, Ye Jian finally mastered the fourth form of 'Fu Hu', and by chance, Ye Jian actually comprehended the fifth style of Fu Hu Fist 'Tiger Chong' and 'Tiger Chong!' Ye Jian's eyes became solemn, his feet were steady, and the internal qi of his whole body gathered in his right hand.

Click!

Something seemed to have broken in Ye Jian's body, and then, the internal qi in his body slowly accelerated like flowing water, completing circle after circle of small circulation, and finally gathered into the dantian, and then flowed out of it, and the cycle began over and over again.

Airplanes!

The dantian swelled for a while, and the internal qi in the body skyrocketed, and the only internal qi that existed in Ye Jian's body before rose rapidly, and the speed did not stop, and after it rose again, the turbid internal qi was actually divided into three, turning into three strands of internal qi, and the internal qi was much more condensed than before, and the size of each strand was increased by a circle on the original basis.

The three internal qi circulated harmoniously in the Ye Jian Dantian.

Ye Jian immediately woke up from his boxing practice.

"Actually, it's so easy to reach the second level of martial artists?" Ye Jian is self-aware, according to the original master, it took two years to cultivate to the first level of martial artists, Ye Jian estimated that it would take him half a year to cultivate to the second level of martial artists, but now, it only took him less than an hour.

"This probably has something to do with the fusion of my soul with the original owner. ”