"Haha. Yokoyama Kazuki felt that his true yuan had reached his peak state again, and he couldn't help laughing: "Although you are very strong, there is only one fate for you in my life, and that is death!" said with a cruel look on his face.

As soon as Yokoyama Kazuki's voice fell, Bing Xue's face changed.

"This holy son called Yokoyama Kazuki actually comprehended the artistic conception of life!" Bing Xue couldn't help but be surprised.

You must know that although there are many artistic conceptions, it can be said that there are many such as cow hair, but there are only a few artistic conceptions in the real sense.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, and wind are the seven elements of the great artistic conception, life and death are the two major reincarnation artistic conceptions, and yin and yang are the great artistic conception of all things.

These eleven artistic conceptions are the eleven artistic conceptions, and the other artistic conceptions are all evolved from them, for example, the ice and snow artistic conception of ice and snow is a branch of the artistic conception of water.

The eleven artistic conceptions are the lifelong goals pursued by every ancient warrior, but it is extremely difficult to comprehend these eleven artistic conceptions. Of course, these five later became the pinnacle of their time.

So Bing Xue would be surprised when he heard Yokoyama Kazuki say that he had comprehended the artistic conception of life, and for a moment Bing Xue wanted to unite with Lu Ming to kill Yokoyama Kazuki. If it is allowed to grow, it may be detrimental to the country, after all, there is constant friction between the two countries.

"Your hand can get better so quickly, it's because of this so-called artistic conception of life, right?" Lu Ming shook his head and smiled: "Since I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time, I'm afraid the injury I left you won't be so easy to recover." ”

"Hmph!" Yokoyama Kazuki snorted coldly. Lu Ming was right, although he healed his hand injury, it also cost a huge price.

Yokoyama Kazuki remembered the anger he had spent trying to heal his hand injury, and his teeth itched in distress.

"Give me death!" Yokoyama Kazuki quickly rushed towards Lu Ming, but was still dodged by Lu Ming.

"Hey, hey, die!" Yokoyama Kazuki suddenly raised his hand, and a white light flashed and disappeared.

Such a close distance, coupled with the full force of Yokoyama Kazuki, although Lu Ming was on guard, he still couldn't dodge the white light.

"Haha! I forgot to tell you that my secret weapon is super first-class!" Yokoyama Kazuki couldn't help but smile smugly when he hit Lu Ming.

But before Yokoyama Kazuki could finish laughing, a lazy voice came: "Oh, I forgot to tell you too, my defense is superb." Lu Ming thought secretly: "Fortunately, I used a vajra talisman in advance, otherwise I would have suffered a little injury." ”

"What" Yokoyama Kazuki couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that his secret weapon didn't hurt Lu Ming in the slightest: "How is it possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. Lu Ming shouted: "Let you also see my fist." "Being beaten passively is not Lu Ming's style.

Bang, bang, bang, and in the blink of an eye, the two punched each other three more times.

The first punch Yokoyama Yiki felt that Lu Ming's strength seemed to be a little bigger, and the shock made Yokoyama Yimu's fist a little faintly painful, and before Yokoyama Yimu reacted, Lu Ming's second punch arrived again, and the power of this punch was a few points greater than the first punch, giving Yokoyama Yimu a feeling of hitting on the steel, and at the same time, the whole arm had a feeling of swelling pain.

"It's not good, I can't take this third punch hard!" As soon as this thought was formed, Lu Ming's third punch had already arrived.

"How can he have such a fast speed?" where did Yokoyama Kazuki think that Lu Ming was blessed with a divine talisman.

There was no way to avoid it, and Yokoyama Kazuki had to grit his teeth and fight hard with Lu Ming.

"What I understand is the artistic conception of life, even if I get hurt, what can I do!" Yokoyama Kazuki roared in his heart.

"It hurts! my hand!" said Yokoyama Kazuki, holding his right hand, rolling around on the ground in pain.

"What's going on?" the crowd around looked at the scene in front of them in surprise.

Yokoyama Kazuki, who just seemed to have a slight upper hand, was beaten and rolled all over the ground in the blink of an eye. How much was Yokoyama Kazuki injured and howled in such pain, you must know that what he comprehended was the artistic conception of life, which was the artistic conception that was the best at healing and recovering from injuries among the eleven artistic conceptions.

"Waste, bring him to me!" Fujiki scolded in a low voice.

"What is the origin of this Lu Ming, who was able to defeat the Holy Son who comprehended the artistic conception of life. Bing Xue looked at Lu Ming in shock and secretly thought: "The eleventh artistic conception is known as invincible at the same level, which means that although Yokoyama Kazuki has just advanced to the early stage of the Xuan level, he already has the strength to sweep the entire early stage of the Xuan level, even in the middle of the Xuan level, it is not without the power of a battle." It is said that the eleventh artistic conception has a suppressive effect on other artistic conceptions, which also means that if you want to defeat Yokoyama Kazuki, you must not be suppressed by his artistic conception, but this at least requires the strength of the late Xuan-level stage. ”

"Could it be Lu Ming" Bing Xue couldn't help but look at Lu Ming in shock when he thought of this: "Is he really only in his twenties, what kind of talent does this have?" Suddenly, Bing Xue thought of the first time he saw Lu Ming, and Lu Ming showed a trace of artistic conception when he treated Ye Zhennan.

"Could it be that the artistic conception that Lu Ming comprehended is also the artistic conception of water in the eleventh artistic conception?" The more Bing Xue thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, otherwise he would not have used the artistic conception of ice and snow for himself to comprehend.

"Isn't your artistic conception of life useless for this injury?" Fujiki asked, frowning.

"It's useless. Yokoyama Kazuki's face was pale at this time, and the sweat of the bean was all over his face. Due to the pain, his whole face was distorted and deformed, and it was impossible to imagine that this was the Japanese young No. 1 samurai who was showing off his might at the Sino-Japanese martial arts competition not long ago.

"I'll see. Xu Shan on the side suddenly walked over and said.

"En?" Xu Shan's pulse and face changed in an instant, but he returned to normal in an instant.

After a while, Xu Shan slowly let go of Yokoyama Kazuki's wrist.

"Do you see anything?" Fujiki asked immediately.

"No, I just feel that Mr. Yokoyama's true yuan is more confused. Xu Shan shook his head and said, "But I can temporarily alleviate Mr. Yokoyama's pain." ”

"Quick, quick, Mr. Xu. Yokoyama Kazuki said a little weakly.

"Mr. Yokoyama, wait a minute. Xu Shan appeased Yokoyama Kazuki and said to Fujiki: "Mr. Fujiki, this name is Lu Ming, you can't keep it, this son is a little weird, if you can't get rid of it as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to your Sakura Society." After all, the two of you have already torn your face, and you will try your best to kill him while he is alone now, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with him when he grows up. ”

Fujiki was shocked when he heard this, and glanced at Lu Ming, who was standing there, with a cold glint in his eyes.

"What about this woman named Bingxue?" Fujiki glanced at Bingxue and asked, "She's a member of your Chinese Dragon Formation." ”

"The dragon group has our own Xu family to deal with, and Mr. Fujiki can deal with this Lu Ming. Xu Shan said and took out a small pennant: "I'll arrange another set of formations to help you." ”

"Mr. Xu is worthy of being a good friend of my Fujimu, don't worry, after this matter, I will send you some blue ice flowers. Fujiki patted his chest and said.