Chapter 2 Violent Beatings and Constant Blessings

Slowly retracting his fist, Ye Jian stood straight in place.

The internal qi in the body is surging, like a wild horse that has escaped, galloping endlessly, and the amount of strong force continues to carry out small circulation, and the most powerful force enters the dantian to complete a large cycle.

"I didn't expect the strength of the three horses to be so strong, if this is to return to the earth, it is not the champion of the K world. Ye Jian couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

Ye Jian didn't know the way, every internal qi in his body was much more condensed than the martial artists on the Tianwu Continent, and the size was actually twice as strong as the internal qi condensed by the martial artists on the Tianwu Continent.

"Why do you wake up so early?"

Just when Ye Jian's heart was beaming with pride, a crisp female voice came from behind him, and her voice was like a lark, which was graceful and comfortable.

"Ah, miss, you are up. After Ye Jian heard the voice, he was slightly stunned at first, but then hurriedly turned around and saluted Ye Xuan.

"Well, it doesn't matter if your talent is not good, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will still make great progress. Ye Xuan was slightly surprised that she was able to meet Ye Jian in her morning exercise today, but it was a good thing to be able to cultivate diligently, Ye Xuan naturally did not hesitate to say a few words of praise, but before her words were over, her expression immediately became strange.

"You broke through, I remember that it was only a few months since you reached the first level of martial arts. ”

"I woke up this morning for morning exercise, and I felt a little bit in my heart, so I broke through. Ye Jian touched his nose a little stupidly.

"It's good to break through. Although Ye Xuan was a little puzzled, she didn't ask, "It just so happens that you are now the second level of martial arts, presumably Fuhu Fist has also made a breakthrough, I will test you today." Ye Xuan said, with a twist of the wrist of his right hand, he directly inserted the long sword in his hand into the side half a foot deep.

"Good. "Ye Jian has already comprehended the fifth style of the Fuhu Fist 'Tiger Chong', and if you want to fully control the 'Tiger Chong' in a short period of time, fighting is tantamount to a recent shortcut.

"Miss, you are already the seventh martial artist, and you will be able to fight later. ”

"Flutter!" Ye Xuan couldn't hold back when she heard this, and laughed directly, "You just have to attack with all your strength." ”

Ye Jian was not talking nonsense at the moment, his expression became serious, his feet moved, his hands formed fists, and with an invincible fist, he hit Ye Xuan.

Syllable!

Ye Xuan just waved his palm lightly, directly opening Ye Jian's fist, and the other palm was about to slash at Ye Jian's face, but as soon as the palm fell into the air, there was a pause.

Ye Jian took advantage of the body and stepped back, but Ye Xuan's small and delicate little hand directly grabbed Ye Jian's fist, and Ye Jian couldn't pull out.

"It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful girl has so much power. Ye Jian sighed in his heart, and his left hand directly cast the 'Fuhu' to hit Ye Xuan's chest.

Whew!

The fist wind swept by, bringing a tiger roar.

Ye Xuan was slightly surprised, judging from this move, it seemed that Ye Jian had already practiced this trick skillfully, but Ye Jian had practiced this trick skillfully, and he didn't know how to do it.

Ye Xuan's heart was shocked, and he stepped back on his tiptoes, avoiding Ye Jian's fist.

One punch forced Ye Xuan back, Ye Jian took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Tiger Chong!"

Ye Jian roared, and the three internal qi in his body converged out, forming a tiger-shaped qi rush, blasting towards Ye Xuan.

Rumble!

Ye Xuan seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and his powerful qi knocked him back a few steps, and after the qi dissipated, he saw Ye Xuan standing in place, touching his somewhat reddened arm, and looking at Ye Jian with an angry expression.

"Ah, you're fine, right?" Ye Jian hurriedly stepped forward, took Ye Xuan's arm, and asked with concern.

"No, it's fine. Unexpectedly, Ye Xuan, who was still angry, suddenly turned red when she saw Ye Jian pick up her arm, and she pulled away her hands a little shyly.

"It's okay if there's nothing to do. Ye Jian withdrew his hands, a little embarrassed, just now he was really out of concern and didn't have any ideas.

"Alright, let's get on with the practice. Ye Xuan recovered and continued.

"Well, you're going to have to pay attention next. Ye Jian continued to use this Fuhu fist, towards Ye Xuan's fierce attack, because of the previous lesson, Ye Xuan was a little more vigilant in this encounter, so in the next time, the two of you come and go, Ye Jian has been the main attack and Ye Xuan is just letting go, occasionally in a hurry, he will also punch Ye Jian back, Ye Jian is getting braver and braver in this battle, and the attack is becoming more and more skillful.

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Two hours later, Ye Jian was sweating profusely, not only Ye Jian, but Ye Xuan's consumption was not small, although he was not sweating like Ye Jian, but he was also constantly panting.

"I didn't expect you to improve so much. Ye Xuan exhaled deeply and said with his waist in his arms.

"When you return to the family this time, you should be able to achieve good results. ”

When it comes to the New Year, Ye Jian looks at the memories of the original owner, every year when the New Year is approaching, the children of the Ye family will return to the family, kill pigs and sheep, worship the ancestors, and the whole family gathers together lively, but Ye Jian learned from the memory of the original owner that every time the New Year passes, he is always teased by other children in the family, and his face is lost.

"Hmph, when I go back this time, I'll definitely clean them up. ”

After changing his clothes, Ye Jian made today's breakfast directly in the kitchen, according to the memory of the original owner, Ye Jian seemed to be familiar with the road, and after a while, some exquisite and delicious light food was served to the table.

"You can sit down and eat, too. Ye Xuan sat at the table, and after saying a word to Ye Jian, she ate by herself.

Ye Jian was not polite at the moment, he sat down directly at the moment and devoured it.

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After breakfast, Ye Jian went out, he was not like Ye Xuan who had nothing to do all day long, he could always stay in the courtyard and cultivate alone, and he also took on some of Ye Xuan's daily tasks.

Walking straight all the way, Ye Jian followed the route in his memory and came to the Sundry Hall of the Outer Gate of the Nanluo Sect to receive Ye Xuan's task today.

"Hmm. Just as Ye Jian was about to step into the hall of sundries, a fat man in white walked out of the hall of sundries, followed by several figures, who were nodding their heads one by one and patting the fat man in white.

"Chang Fu!" Ye Jian recognized the person at a glance according to his memory, this person was famous in a group of miscellaneous servants of the outer disciples of the Nanluo Sect, and he constantly did not do the chores assigned by the Nanluo Sect every day, and often asked Ye Jian and others, who were also miscellaneous servants, to pay money to him, if anyone dared not pay, Chang Fu would fight, and the original owner of Ye Jian's body was secretly killed by Chang Fu because he couldn't pay the protection fee.

Now that the enemies meet, they are very red-eyed. Ye Jian sneered in his heart, it was time to take revenge.

"Yo, isn't this Chang Fu, what's the matter, there are still so many sycophants around you?" Ye Jian stepped forward directly and stopped Chang Fu's way.

"Hmm!" Chang Fu's small eyes, which were originally slit, suddenly widened, and he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"What, Chang Fu, was it surprising to see me, right?" Ye Jian asked with a playful tone as he clasped his hands into fists in his chest.

"Presumptuous!Ye Jian, who made you talk like this to Uncle Chang Fu. Before Chang Fu could speak, a sycophant beside him immediately stood up and shouted at Ye Jian.

"Hmph!" Ye Jia snorted coldly, he knew from his memory that this person's name was Pan An, the first realm of martial arts, and he was also an attendant of the outer disciples of the Nanluo Sect, because he was good at tying up Chang Fu, so he had always been bullying people by Chang Fu's side, and the original owner of Ye Jian's body was bullied by him a lot.

"Ye Jian?" Chang Fu finally came back to his senses from the shock, and his expression became uncertain.

Last night, he tricked Ye Jian into killing him in the remote woods of the outer gate of the Nanluo Sect, but he had personally tested it, why was Ye Jian standing alive in front of him today? As for the fact that he killed Ye Jian, Chang Fuke didn't dare to tell anyone, after all, Ye Jian also had an outer disciple behind him, if this matter made her know the truth, no one would be able to save her life.

Originally, he was not worried about this matter, but now that Ye Jian is not dead, then he can also shirk any responsibility.

With a sneer, Chang Fu's expression immediately became sarcastic, "What, Ye Jian, did you bring today's protection money?"

"Yes, did you bring it?" Pan An echoed beside him.

"I didn't bring the protection money, but I brought two other things, I don't know if you want them?" Ye Jian had already calculated all of Chang Fu's words, and said in a tone that was in his chest.

"What is it?" Chang Fu didn't speak, and Pan An beside him took the lead in asking.

"It's my fist. Ye Jian punched away, and suddenly the tiger roared again and again, Pan An was completely defenseless, and was directly smashed out of the fist by the fist, and the blood in his mouth surged wildly.

This scene completely frightened several other sycophants around Chang Fu, and they shrank their heads one by one, and they no longer had the eager expression just now.

"Okay, very good!" Chang Fu came back to his senses from shock, he didn't look at Pan An, who was lying in a faint place in the distance, and looked at Ye Jian with a gloomy expression, "The second martial artist, the fourth style of the Fuhu Fist 'Fuhu', no wonder you dare to come and challenge me." ”

Chang Fu moved his fat body, his eyes staring at Ye Jian like an eagle, "Since you think you are my opponent, then I will fulfill you." ”

Airplanes!

A momentum that was second and stronger than the martial artist came out from Chang Fu's body.

"The third level of the warrior, the power of six horses. Ye Jian's pupils shrank slightly, although he was a little surprised, he didn't feel scared because of this.

"Hehe," Chang Fu sneered, "Do you think you're the only one who broke through?" Tell you, Uncle Ben happened to break through last night, and I wanted to hide for a while, but since you didn't know how to come to the door, how could I be embarrassed to let you go home?"

"Chang Boss is mighty!"

"Boss Chang is amazing!"

"Boss Chang's talent is really high!"

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When those sycophants saw Chang Fu break through to the third level of martial arts, they immediately patted their ass.

The high-minded expression on Chang Fu's face immediately returned, and it was obvious that the words of these sycophants made him very useful.

"Hmph, this is not a place for fighting, Xiaolin, do you dare to come?" Ye Jian knew the rules of the Nanluo Sect and forbade anyone to fight in the sect, but the grove no longer belonged to the Nanluo Sect, and it was a natural and good place to settle personal grievances.

"I'm afraid of you?" Chang Fu took the lead in leading a group of people towards the grove, and Ye Jian followed behind with his fists in his hands.

The two of them arrived at the grove in a short time, and stood in separate directions, and as for the sycophants, they were already hiding in the distance.

"Hmph, Ye Jian, I couldn't kill you last night, I'll kill you today. Chang Fu whispered to Ye Jian.

"Really?" Ye Jian didn't say a word, and dodged towards Chang Fu, "Fuhu!"

The first move was to directly use the fourth style of the Fuhu Fist 'Fuhu', and Ye Jian's fist was like a fierce tiger, rushing towards Chang Fu's face.

"Pai Yun Palm!"

Unexpectedly, Chang Fu also used a yellow-level low-level martial art 'Paiyun Palm' as soon as he came up, and suddenly, the strong palm strength and fist strength collided together, and the power of Chang Fu's six horses was completely added to the palm strength, and a huge dust was immediately set off.

"Boss Chang is going to win. ”

"Boss Chang can solve Ye Jian with one palm. ”

"I know that Boss Chang's palm is the fifth style in Paiyun's palm, 'palm rises and clouds disappears', but I didn't expect Chang Boss to be able to comprehend the strongest style of Paiyun's palm. ”

"Chang Boss is mighty!"

"Come on, Boss Chang!"

It's just that when the dust settled, the sycophants found out that Ye Jian and Chang Fu's palm fists collided together, and no one could help anyone.

"How so?"

"Isn't Boss Chang the third realm of a martial artist? Why is it just a tie with Ye Jian, the second level of a martial artist?"

"Boss Chang must not have played to his full strength. ”

The sycophants are having trouble accepting this fact, so they write and direct each other to seek comfort.

"Hehe, Changfu, you're just like that. Ye Jian sneered, although he thought that Chang Fu was very strong, his palm strength was already the power of six horses, and the power of his own three horses could not be matched, but he seemed to overestimate Chang Fu's strength, no, to be precise, he underestimated his own strength.

"Hmph! Chang Fu endured the shock in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, he didn't know what happened to Lu Dao Ye Jian, but the punch contained in the punch just now definitely had the power of six horses, could it be that he also broke through to the third level of martial arts? Chang Fu couldn't help but speculate secretly in his heart.

"Hehe, huh?" Ye Jian sneered, and swung his left fist towards Chang Fu.

"Tiger Chong!"

The strong qi broke through the body, and the left rib of Changfu was in the middle at close range.

Burst!

Chang Fu's entire fat body flew upside down, and his left rib began to turn bright red, dyeing his white coat red.

Burst!

After Chang Fu fell to the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, he didn't expect at all that Ye Jian not only comprehended the fourth style of Fu Hu Fist 'Fu Hu', but also comprehended the strongest move of Fu Hu Fist 'Hu Chong', just now 'Tiger Chong' appeared, Chang Fu used his left hand to resist, but the strength contained in Hu Chong has greatly exceeded the power of six horses, Chang Fu can't stop it at all, and his left arm has been broken at this moment.

Ye Jian stepped forward in three steps, and kicked him on Chang Fu's chest, and suddenly there was a crisp sound of bone cracking, which made Chang Fu scream in pain.

Watching Ye Jian step on himself, Chang Fu hated, yesterday, Ye Jian was just a small role in his hands that had no power to fight back, how could he lose so badly today, however, the hero does not suffer the loss in front of him, Chang Fu knows this well, at the moment, Chang Fu got up in pain, knelt in front of Ye Jian, and cried and begged for mercy: "Ye Jian, Brother Ye, I'm not a human being, I'm sorry for you before, you don't remember the villain, just treat me as a fart." ”