"Old man, are you fooling me?" When Ye Feng was wearing an eight-hundred-pound battle armor and spent a full two hours to move to the top of Wuzhi Mountain with difficulty, he looked at the walker with a grass in his mouth and a grin, and suddenly went crazy.

"What about the old man playing you?"

The walker smiled disdainfully, and then said earnestly: "Ye Feng, the old man told you from the beginning, with your mediocre qualifications, if you want to make a splash at the coming-of-age ceremony in the spring of the coming year, if you can't bear it, then you still take off this black armor, go back and obediently rely on Ye Haiyuan's blessing, and be a young master of waste wood for a few years." ”

"Count you ruthless!"

Ye Feng just vented, understanding that the walker was also for his own good, after all, carrying a battle armor as thin as a cicada's wings on his back, but it was much more convenient than carrying a stone, and the force received was also very even, so he went back and forth in Wuzhi Mountain, and the effect was better than the previous training for a day.

After climbing Wuzhi Mountain repeatedly for several days, Ye Feng was familiar with it like a snail at the beginning, and finally barely adapted, and he was disgusted with the walker from the beginning to admiration.

I have to say that this black armor is a good thing, not only is the defense amazing, but whenever Ye Feng is out of strength and sleepy, it will produce a light like a sweet spring, constantly repairing and moisturizing Ye Feng's limbs, making Ye Feng's recovery speed I don't know how many times faster.

Of course, along with Ye Feng's training intensity, the old man increased day by day, until one day, Ye Feng was finally able to completely adapt to the black armor, and after throwing a punch without hindrance, the walker told something that almost drove Ye Feng crazy.

Autumn goes to winter, it is the end of winter in a blink of an eye, and it is not long before the beginning of spring, on this day, when Ye Feng also came to the small bamboo forest under Wuzhi Mountain as in the past, the walker did not let Ye Feng climb the mountain, but floated from Ye Feng's body.

After almost a year of devil training, Ye Feng finally broke through to the coveted Soul Condensation Realm Fivefold, and the fifty spirit patterns in his body rolled, on the surface, there was no difference from the first day of the Ye family, when Ye Tianqiao was a blockbuster at the coming-of-age ceremony, there was no advantage, and there was no disadvantage.

But only the walker understands that Ye Feng's physical body has reached an outrageous level, if Ye Tianqiao and Ye Feng fight each other back then, Ye Tianqiao has no chance of winning.

It's just that Ye Tianqiao is now a sixth-layer powerhouse in the Soul Condensation Realm, covered by seventy spiritual patterns around his body, even if he is an ordinary seventh-layer powerhouse in the Soul Condensing Realm, he has to be respectful and respected by Ye Tianqiao.

This is the benefit of strength, with strength, there will be the status and glory that comes with it, even if Ye Feng is the son of the patriarch, in the past fourteen years, he can only silently bear the name of waste materials, suffered from cynicism, and humiliation to the extreme.

Today's walker, the entire figure is no longer as ethereal as Ye Feng saw at the beginning, a hazy, if it weren't for the creation of the jade butterfly and the walker's mind, Ye Feng would never have imagined that the person standing in front of him was not a real person, but just a soul.

"Senior, has your strength recovered?" Seeing that the walker's deep gaze seemed to be able to shoot through the sky, he kept looking at the west, and after a long time, Ye Feng finally couldn't help but speak.

"It's just a condensation of an illusory body, and it's about one hundredth of a hundred thousandth of my cultivation, well, you may not be able to understand it, so let's tell you, the number one master in Zhulin Town is Zhu Qingshu, right, I don't say that I can defeat him now, but if he wants to take advantage of me, it's absolutely impossible." The walker smiled slightly and said casually.

"So powerful?" Ye Feng was speechless when he heard this, but he didn't mean to doubt the walker, but he was just shocked by how terrifying the walker's strength was.

Zhuqingshu is a myth in Zhulin Town, a myth that has lasted for more than ten years, not only has it not declined, but it is booming, and it is a myth that is favored by everyone and recognized as the most likely to break through to the Soul Void Realm.

Even Ye Feng's father, Ye Haiyuan, was a ninth-level cultivator in the Soul Condensation Realm, with various means, and asked himself if he was not the opponent of Zhu Qingshu, although no one in Zhulin Town had seen Zhu Qingshu and Ye Haiyuan fight, but Ye Feng was convinced of his father's words.

But Zhu Qingshu is such a terrifying existence, but it can only be equivalent to one-hundredth of the strength of the walker, what kind of rebellion was the walker in the past?

"Senior, in your heyday, were you very famous and admired by many people?" Ye Feng was a teenager after all, and suddenly became interested and asked tentatively.

"Of course, in the sky and on the earth, only dance is the only one!" The walker looked proud, and a look of vertical and horizontal eyes suddenly appeared, although it was only a flash, but it was still in Ye Feng's eyes.

Ye Feng believed that the walker was very powerful before, and the feasible person said that he was the only one, so Ye Feng felt a little bragging, but in the past year, although the walker had a fierce mouth towards Ye Feng, he was also a teacher and friend, and Ye Feng naturally did not expose the walker.

"What? You still don't believe it? Stinky boy, the old man told you that when the old man was rampant, there was no one in the world who was my opponent, and when he met a god and killed a god, he killed a Buddha when he met a Buddha, and even the emperor had to kneel at the feet of the old man and shout grandpa......"

"You are so powerful, then why did you finally get beaten by someone and only have your soul left, and you have to rely on me, a junior with mediocre qualifications, it took fourteen years to recover one-hundredth of your strength?"

Just when the walker became more and more proud, Ye Feng said softly, and directly made the walker speechless, and his face darkened.

"Senior, I...... It's not on purpose, don't take it personally. Seeing that the walker's long-haired face was full of loneliness, Ye Feng was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly comforted.

"Ye Feng, what the old man just said is true, it's just that the world is vast, the planes are numerous, and there are many masters in the world like the vast stars, the old man was too crazy, too high-profile, and provoked too many enemies, which led to the later disaster, hey, forget it, it's in vain to tell you, and you don't understand it. The walker looked to the west and sighed slightly.

"Senior, didn't you say that when I advance to the fifth layer of the Soul Condensing Realm, you will teach me a spell, and now it is less than two months before the coming-of-age ceremony, you see?" When the practitioner's mood stabilized, Ye Feng asked tentatively.

Ye Feng's temper is very stubborn, and he can't pull back the nine cows of Li'er who he recognizes, which is a bit similar to the walker, but Ye Feng is a flexible person, and he understands that it is not a matter to always fight with the walker, and if he is respectful, he may be able to get some benefits.

"The garbage technique that your father Ye Haiyuan taught you, have you cultivated it?" Hearing this, the man was slightly stunned and looked at Ye Feng suspiciously.

It turned out that for most of the day, the walkers were retreating in the Creation Jade Butterfly to cultivate and repair their souls, unless Ye Feng was in danger or encountered difficulties, Ye Feng would come out to give guidance, so the walkers did not know to what extent Ye Feng's cultivation techniques had reached.

"What is a garbage technique, that is a blasting fist that only the descendants of my Ye family can qualify, old man, if you want to break your account and don't tell me about my technique, why bother making such excuses. Hearing this, Ye Feng was furious, and said with a wave of his fist.

"A mere yellow-level inferior grade who does not enter the stream is also worthy of being called a spell? Ridiculous and ridiculous! Come, you punch that fast stone first, and let the old man see how powerful your Ye family's spell is. The walker said disdainfully.

"Hmph, then you have to watch it. Ye Feng walked in front of a three-person high boulder, sank his waist immediately, and suddenly burst out of his throat with a loud shout, and smashed it with a punch.

Between this punch, a one-person-long fiery silver dragon appeared in the void, and the dragon chanted for nine days, and with Ye Feng's fist, it smashed heavily on the mountain rock.

Boom -

The smoke dissipated, looking at the big stone that had turned into ruins, Ye Feng touched his nose and looked proud.

"The Silver Dragon Martial Spirit is really extraordinary, when you break through from the Soul Condensation Realm to the Soul Void Realm, use this martial soul as the foundation, temper the gods, supplemented by the power of the spirit pattern, and the combat power is absolutely extraordinary. The walker praised a few words, and the words changed: "It's just that although this punch is powerful, it is the power of the soul, and it has little to do with your blasting fist." ”

"You ......"

Ye Feng was furious when he heard this, but he couldn't refute it, if this fist was replaced by another martial artist with the same cultivation as Ye Feng, it would definitely not be able to emit such great power, the walker was right, Ye Feng's strong body and silver dragon martial spirit brought by this year's special training had a great bonus to the fist.

"Next, the old man will control your body and perform a set of boxing skills, you can watch it. After the walker finished speaking, Ye Feng felt that his physical body was occupied by a mysterious power.

From this moment on, Ye Feng became a bystander, quietly watching his body being manipulated by the walkers, like a white crane drying its wings, and suddenly jumped into the air, and actually rose up in thought.

Immediately afterwards, "Ye Feng" stepped on the bamboo, condensed in one breath, and actually rose again, jumped into the air, and a fiery silver dragon suddenly appeared between his hands.

The Silver Dragon Martial Spirit is still the original Silver Dragon Martial Spirit, but it has been transformed from a person to more than ten zhang, and was thrown by "Ye Feng" at will, and a huge crack on the ground that seemed to be bombarded by heavenly thunder suddenly appeared.

"This ...... Is this really my crack?" Ye Feng stared blankly at the crack in front of him that could be called a dry stream, and his eyes were about to bulge.

With such power, in Ye Feng's impression, the entire Ye family only has Ye Tianqiao's father, and the great elder of the eighth layer of the Soul Condensing Realm is also Ye Xiaoqiang, who is already a direct father, Ye Haiyuan, the head of the Ye family, can do it.

And whether it is Ye Xiaoqiang or Ye Haiyuan, they must use divine weapons to barely do it, but what happened just now? Could that really be their own power?

"The old man's boxing technique, called the Thunderbolt Chasing Wind Fist, is a Xuan-level technique, the same power, different spells and manipulating people, but the power caused by it is like a gap between Tian Tianyuan and clouds, Ye Feng, can you understand why the old man said that your Ye family's blasting fist is rubbish?"

At the same time, the cold and old voice of the walker was like thunder in Ye Feng's ears, rolling and reverberating!