With the medicine, he returned to his residence and found that the light in Ye Qingwu's room had been extinguished. Yan Yin didn't stop and came to Lingyun Peak.

The lights were still on in the room, and when I walked in, Fat Dun and Xu Monkey were sleeping next to each other. Carefully put the medicine beside Ling Yunfeng, blew out the candles, closed the door, and Yan Yin ran towards the beach.

is still fighting with the sea, and in the past half a month, he has made significant progress.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shine into Yan Yin's eyes, it is also the time when the tide slowly recedes.

Dressed in soaked clothes, Yan Yin sat cross-legged on the beach and meditated on pranayama. This time of day is the time for him to rest and the time for him to recover.

After about two hours, Yan Yin let out a long breath and slowly got up, and then rushed towards the academy.

Back at the residence, Ye Qingwu had already gone out. She is different from Yan Yin, and often listens to the teacher teach martial arts and techniques.

I got some food at random, and then went to the bamboo forest to fight the seven punches of the sea for a while.

The fist was calm, and Yan Yin practiced the art of flying again, his body was like a long dragon, and his shape was like a streamer. In the bamboo forest, shuttle.

At the beginning, because I couldn't control the speed and the rotation of the true qi, I would sometimes hit the bamboo. Later, after slowly becoming proficient, I was able to shuttle freely through the bamboo forest.

The wind is blowing and the clouds are crossing, the bamboo is quiet and quiet, and when I return to the residence, I haven't had time to rest. I saw Ye Qingwu panting and trotting in, and his delicate pretty face was slightly ruddy, and a drop of fragrant sweat quietly climbed up his cheeks.

"Fang Yin, your game is about to start, my sister asked me to inform you" Ye Qingwu said eagerly with a hint of nervousness.

Yan Yin was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that she had participated in the preliminaries. Nodding, Yan Yin said, "Okay, I'll go when I change my clothes."

went back to the room and changed into a set of refreshing clothes, and went out to shout Ye Qingwu and walked towards the martial arts arena.

Martial arts arena.

The voices of people were boiling, and as far as the eye could see, there was a black and oppressive human head. In the audience, the sound of cheers and cheers was endless. or emotional, or cursed loudly, or talked in groups.

Looking around, Yan Yin didn't see a familiar figure. Turned to look at Ye Qingwu behind him, and said, "Qingwu, where is your sister?"

Ye Qingwu gasped twice, pointed to a place with a lot of people, and said, "There, many people surround her." Last night, my sister went to our place, but you weren't there at that time, Brother Fang. ”

Nodding, Yan Yin knew why Ye Qingchen went there. Yesterday, he heard the conversation between Ye Qingchen and Mo Xuan. It's just that he didn't come forward at the time.

Grabbing Ye Qingwu's hand, Yan Yin led her towards Ye Qingchen.

Yan Yin's figure is very strong, and she doesn't look like a seventeen-year-old boy at all. Long black hair, sword eyebrows and starry eyes on his well-defined and resolute face. Because he has lived in the Yanyun Mountains for a long time, his skin looks a little yellow. However, these do not hide his unique temperament at all.

Single-handedly pulled a path through the crowd, some with angry expressions, and some with angry eyes. However, after seeing Yan Yin, they all chose to back down.

Although he rarely appears, it doesn't mean that no one knows him.

When she came to Ye Qingchen's side, she was whispering something to a woman.

Let go of Ye Qingwu's hand and let her run to her sister's side, Yan Yin looked at the field.

It was two warriors with long swords fighting, and the scene was very spectacular. The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the cold light flashed, and in the sound of soft shouts, it was accompanied by the sound of golden stones intertwined with long swords.

"Qingwu, you're here" Ye Qingchen saw Ye Qingwu, looked at Yan Yin again, and said, "Fang Yin, you come, the next game is your game." ”

Yan Yin nodded, he had already seen it. To the left of the ring, next to an old man, is placed a huge wooden sign. It reads "Fang Yin - Chenxu".

"This is the benefactor you are talking about?" The woman next to Ye Qingwu who was talking to her before turned around, looked at Yan Yin, and said in surprise, "Isn't this Fang Yin, who is known as the King of Power in the academy?"

The woman was about ten years old, and her long flowing hair was scattered over her shoulder. Dressed in a light red dress, her face was ruddy, and her apricot eyes looked at Yan Yin with a smile. The woman is not very pretty, but she is very attractive. A pair of eyebrows, very slender, even, a little light.

Yan Yin glanced at the woman, then looked at Ye Qingchen, and said, "Thank you for helping Yun Feng find Mo Xuan for justice, but I have already taken care of his affairs." ”

Ye Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Okay"

Yan Yin snorted lightly, "Do you know who that Chenxu is?"

Ye Qingchen looked at the woman beside her and said, "Mo Yan, you know better, you say"

It turned out that the woman in the light red dress was named Mo Yan.

Mo Yan looked at Yan Yin with a smile and said, "Chen Xu's cultivation is at the level of a military general, and his most powerful thing is his spear skills."

"Spear skills?" Yan Yin was surprised, although she knew that there were many techniques in the world, but the ones that she had seen the most so far were swordsmanship, knife skills and boxing skills, as well as Lin Qing'er's whip technique. As for spearmanship, Yan Yin heard of it for the first time.

"Hmm" Mo Jian nodded lightly and said, "His spear skills are very powerful, and he studied under Qiu Jian, the first spear master of the academy."

"Qiu Jian!" Yan Yin was stunned, Qiu Jian he knew, he was an old man. When the academy test was first conducted, he was the one who presided over it. It's just that Qiu Jian doesn't look like a spear master, but rather like an ordinary old man.

Seeing Yan Yin's expression, the corners of his mouth raised a good-looking arc, "Don't you believe it?" Hehe, in fact, Teacher Qiu Jian's spear skills are very powerful and domineering. It's just that it is rarely shown now, Chen Xu is his disciple, although he has not learned the domineering of Qiu Jian spearmanship. However, he was gifted, combining spearmanship and swordsmanship, and comprehended an elegant and agile marksmanship - Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens"

"Uh-huh" Yan Yin smiled, "It's a bit interesting, listening to you say that, I really want to see his spear skills"

The eyes were like lightning, shooting into the door.

At this time, the winner in the ring is almost decided. Two warriors who use swordsmanship, and they are evenly matched at the beginning. However, after one person made a mistake, the other took the opportunity and began to open a visible gap.

Finally, the situation in the field ended with another person slamming the wrong man away with a narrow palm.

"In the next game, Fang Yin vs. Chenxu" The old man who presided over the game went up after the two of them walked out of the ring and shouted loudly, "The two of them go on the field quickly, if one side does not play, it will be shown as abstention"

A smart figure jumped into the arena. Dressed in green clothes, he is handsome and extraordinary. The most eye-catching thing is a spear in his hand.

The spear was very strange, it was not made of metal, it looked like it was made of bone. The spear was grayish-white with a hint of reddish on it.

"It's him, Chenxu" Mo Yan looked at the ring and said indifferently.

Ye Qingchen looked at Yan Yin and said, "Fang Yin, come on"

Ye Qingwu also carefully pulled Fang Yin's clothes, and whispered, "Brother Fang, come on"

"Hehe" Yan Yin smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry! I won't lose."

As he spoke, he climbed over the fence between the audience and the ring, and Yan Yin strode towards the ring.

The audience, who was originally looking at Chenxu, looked at Yan Yin one after another.

"It's the fourth, he's here" Xu Monkey and Fat Dun saw Fang Yin in a corner above the audience, and the two were pleasantly surprised. Fat Dun, who was about to inform Yan Yin, also retracted his steps and looked at Yan Yin who walked into the ring.

Chen Xu on the ring was originally enjoying everyone's attention, and when he saw everyone's eyes looking at Yan Yin, he snorted coldly, kicked the bone gun with his right foot, and held Yan Yin horizontally with both hands.

Before the contest began, everyone already felt a very unfriendly atmosphere.

"Qingchen, can you tell me about his personality?" Mo Yan looked at Ye Qingchen and asked softly.

Ye Qingchen glanced at Mo Yan and whispered, "He is a good person, a very powerful good person."

Jumping into the ring, Yan Yin didn't seem to see Chen Xu pointing directly at his bone gun, and said with a smile, "Your gun is very special, it seems to be made of bones."

Chen Xu's eyebrows raised, and a haughty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Hmph, I might as well tell you, this is made of the spine bone of the thousand-year-old mountain swallowing beast." It can be curved and straight, and it is very tough."

"Oh, that's it" Yan Yin nodded, he knew the Mountain Swallowing Beast. It is recorded in the "Chronicles of the World" that it is a very huge beast, feeding on mountains and rocks, and the largest can be as huge as a hundred zhang, which is very shocking.

"Let's start! I've heard enough rumors about you, today, I want to see how powerful you are" Chenxu's spear shook, and instantly condensed his own spirit, the bone spear was like a big dragon, and the tip of the spear was like a dragon's head, firmly locking Yan Yin.

Although he is now under the attention of tens of thousands of people, Yan Yin cannot use his most powerful boxing technique, Yan's Long Fist. However, he still has a set of boxing techniques that he has not yet learned, Canghai Seven Punches.

With a loud shout, Yan Yin's body shook, and a vigorous and thick aura emanated from his body. His qi and blood began to surge, his emotions began to rise, and he began to get excited.

He is in need of a competition to test his achievements over the years, and Chenxu will take on the role of his experiment.

Chen Xu struck first, and with a shake of the spear, he swung like a long dragon and instantly stabbed Yan Yin's head.

The biggest weakness of a warrior is the heart and the head, two parts that they must guard.

Seeing this, Yan Yin leaned on one side of his body, pressed his legs down, and narrowly avoided Chenxu's spear. He didn't take the initiative to grab Chenxu's gun, because he sensed a hint of danger.

"Feng Wu Jaw Head" Chen Xu snorted lightly, and the spear that did not hit Yan Yin shook the momentum, and pointed at Yan Yin's face door from top to bottom.

With a low roar, Yan Yin clenched his fists with both hands before the tip of the gun arrived, and blasted out, "Big Lang turns the sky!"

The strength of the fist was like a wave of big Lang rolling away, and it suddenly slammed towards Chenxu. This is the fourth form of the Seven Fists of Canghai, which is indomitable and majestic.

A punch was blasted out, and in the surprised eyes of everyone in the audience, a gang qi emerged from Yan Yin's body, protecting his body in it.

Chen Xu's spear hit Yan Yin's body protection qi, but it didn't break it. And Yan Yin's fist strength, like a monstrous giant Lang that could not be avoided, submerged Chenxu's figure.

"Drink" with an angry roar, Chen Xu put away his gun and returned, his figure jumped out of the air, and his black hair flew all over the sky.

Yan Yin's blow did not cause him substantial damage.

After a simple contact, the two basically figured out a little bit about each other. Thus, the battle began to officially kick off fiercely.

The two sides fight each other with one punch and one shot, or fierce and domineering, or fierce and vigorous, or majestic and violent. Above the ring, it is covered with simple and sharp moves.

Every punch of Yan Yin carries an endless atmosphere, and every move is very strong and domineering. Although Canghai Seven Fists only had seven moves, it also gave Chen Xu a headache.

He could only use his spear technique called Feng Wu Jiutian to shoot and retreat, and he didn't dare to touch Yan Yin's fist strength substantially.

Chen Xu, who thought that Yan Yin would be exhausted, waited for a long time, but still did not see Yan Yin have the slightest fatigue. On the contrary, his spirit became more and more vigorous, and his attacks became faster and faster, and more and more majestic. The entire ring was shrouded in Yan Yin's huge qi and blood.

All the spectators can clearly hear the sound of a river rushing from the ring.

"It's so powerful, his qi and blood are surging like a river, and his physique may have reached a very powerful level. ”

"Invisibly, using qi and blood to affect other people's minds, if it is a little more powerful, I am afraid that you can use your own qi and blood to mobilize the qi and blood in other people's bodies to rush with them. If it weren't for his strong blood vessels, I was afraid that the blood vessels would burst in an instant."

"In this game, it seems that there is no suspense anymore. Ye Qingchen looked at the field and said, "His strength seems to be getting stronger and stronger, he is still just a new student, and Chen Xu is an old student who has been studying in the academy for more than three years."

Mo Yan nodded, and then said with a smile, "Sister Qingchen, what do you think of him?"

Ye Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and a little red glow involuntarily appeared on his pretty cheeks. Looking at Yan Yin, who was violently attacking Chenxu in the field, she shook her head silently, looked at Ye Qingwu beside her, and gently stroked her hair.

In the field, the battle has reached a fever pitch, Yan Yin feels very comfortable all over his body, and the more he fights, the more hearty he feels. Finally, Yan Yin let out a low roar, and in Chen Xu's horrified gaze, he strode forward, smashing the ring made with black crystal, and a big slap slapped his spear fiercely.

Grabbing it with his hand, Yan Yin only felt a pain in his palm, and at the same time he was frightened, he immediately pulled the spear back, brought the caught off guard Chen Xu back to his side, and then kicked it out.

"Boom" outside the ring, Chen Xu, who was kicked out by Yan Yin, fell to the ground fiercely. A trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The battle was declared over, and Yan Yin won the final victory.

Looking at the spear in his hand, Yan Yin spread out his hand, only to see that his palm was full of blood, as if it had been punctured by something.