"We, the Imperial City Academy, agree to your request!

"Well... Well...!haha... Haha...!Three days later, I will lead everyone to your Imperial City Academy! Then let Abu meet the so-called genius of your academy for a while!"

The hearty laughter faded away as Yingqi left.

When parting, Abu also looked at Zhang Yiyang with a warlike expression, and the eager idea of trying it sparked with his eyes.

After Yingqi left, the thin old man didn't ask Zhang Yiyang if he was sure to defeat the other party, but just stretched out his hand and touched Xiaohu's stump arm, and said, "Let's start!"

Zhang Yiyang took out the brocade box from the Qiankun ring, and when the brocade box was opened, the entire white tiger arm floated up directly, spinning in the air.

Then, I saw the thin old man slowly stretch out his skinny palm, and gently rub it along Xiaohu's already healed shoulder, and blood suddenly spurted out.

The blood that flowed out was like a primer, attracting the white tiger's desperate arm as if it had found a home, and it actually stopped spinning in the air, and then flew directly towards the shoulder of the little tiger's missing arm.

"Ahh

"Roar... Roar...!" The king-like momentum from the white tiger's absolute arm attached to the little tiger's shoulder, and spread out, as if this moment returned to the battle of the century, and this vanished white tiger revived again, leading everyone to rush to the front of the battlefield.

And at this time, in an endless abyss, darkness ruled everything here, but in a black mountain, a white shadow pressed by a thousand feet of high mountains, suddenly opened his eyes, and when these two eyes jumped into the distance, the black mountains in front of him were all razed to the ground.

"Have you finally found it? Sometimes life is really playing tricks on people!"

At this time, at the Imperial City Academy, Xiaohu finally couldn't bear the pain anymore and fainted, but the white tiger arm that Zhang Yiyang retrieved had grown intact on Xiaohu's shoulder, and he couldn't even see the seams, as if this arm was Xiaohu's own.

"That's good?" Zhang Yiyang asked the slender old man by patting his shoulder, which had healed well and didn't even have a scar.

The thin old man nodded, didn't speak, just took out a bathtub made of warm jade from the Qiankun ring, and then threw a mess of medicinal herbs into it.

"Add fire!" After the thin old man gave a brief order, the flame in Zhang Yiyang's hand hit it, and the medicinal fragrance from the boiling bathtub filled the entire room.

"Poof...!", Xiaohu was picked up by Zhang Yiyang and then thrown into the medicine tank.

The boiling hot water burned the whole body of the little tiger, and the red skin could even see that the blood in the entire body was all converging towards the white tiger's desperate arm.

"Leave him alone! I have something to ask you!" said the thin old man, and took the lead in walking towards the inner hall.

Zhang Yiyang looked at Xiaohu and kept up with the thin old man's pace, and also came to the inner hall.

"The opportunity given to you by the Yuan Jushi is actually something you should cherish, you must know that this is something that many people, including the high-level continent, can't ask for!"

The thin old man said so many things at once, but Zhang Yiyang also heard the thin old man's pity for himself.

In fact, I said at the time, there are too many people and things I can't let go, since I should have no regrets when I live! Why be too persistent, besides, I believe that the big luck that the fat old man said will happen to me, along the way, I have experienced too many lives and deaths, and what I can't let go of is the people around me!"

The thin old man didn't speak, but took out an old book from the Qiankun ring, and the book cover vaguely read, "Decaying Divine Skill".

"Skinny old man, what are you?"

"I know, you don't like this exercise of mine, the thinner you get older, but in addition to this exercise, it also records some of my martial arts, including the prologue of the Wind Burst that you used before. And there's a martial art that I can't refine, it's quite interesting, you can take a look!"

After the thin old man finished speaking, Zhang Yiyang opened a secret book thrown by the thin old man, and the back of the book was obviously the martial arts reformed by the thin old man, and several of them recorded the cultivation method of the prologue of the wind explosion.

And what he said was interesting, and the martial art that could not be cultivated was an attack method of the Five Elements Technique, which required five attributes of spiritual power such as metal, wood, water, fire, and earth to cultivate.

And this technique of the five elements can be used to save and hurt people, the principle is to restrain each other, save people when they are born together, and hurt people when they restrain each other.

"I'm good enough to be able to cultivate!" he wrote down his mind and method, and handed the book back to the thin old man.

The thin old man looked at the faceless statue, as if saying to himself: "If you can't do it now, it doesn't mean you won't work in the future!

In the hall, Xiaohu was still asleep, and another figure was in a footsteps, as if a ghost was changing back and forth, suddenly stopped, kicked out, boom...!

The thin old man still half-squinted his eyes, and when he heard the voice, he just nodded with satisfaction, and then he was solid again, running the withered divine skill.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and the entire Imperial City Academy heard the news that Yi Yang was going to fight against Abu of the Eight Rank Academy, and they all dared to come back in a hurry to cheer for their own academy.

And in the past three days, Zhang Yiyang has not left the thin old hall, practicing the wind explosion martial arts, and until today, he has achieved a small success.

In the center of the square, there was a crowd of people, and a huge martial arts platform was located in the crowd, and at this time, a chaotic voice sounded, and the Imperial Capital Academy of the Eight Rank Continent came by appointment.

Abu proudly jumped onto the stage in the eyes of everyone, looked at everyone, bowed humbly, and behaved very popularly.

Zhang Yiyang knew that Abu was more easy-going and a friend worth befriending, so he also jumped on the competition platform.

"Abu!"

"Yi Yang!"

After speaking, he opened the battle stance.

Then Abu took out a spear from the Qiankun ring, the spear was five feet three inches long, red tassels, silver rods, gold spear heads, and carved with intricate runes, I believe that this rune must have a special effect, otherwise it would not be carved all over the body of the spear.

And Zhang Yiyang took out the Yanyang knife obtained by Dabi, the whole body was red and black, the back was wide, the blade was narrow, and it was sharp.

In the first move, the two of them tried to attack each other and used three points of strength at the same time, but they were shocked by the understanding they obtained.

As for Abu, when he came, Yingqi had already instructed that although the other party's realm of the Nine Rank Heavenly Venerable, but the person who can be valued by the Yuan Jushi must be talented, and it should be possible to have the ability to fight beyond the level, but Ying Qi believes in Abu even more, with the prestige of the five major families in the Eight Rank Continent, some skills that pass through the sky must be obtained.

I'm sorry!