Daxuan Dynasty, Changning Mansion, Yanbei City.

In the middle of summer, the sun is blazing.

On the martial arts training ground in the center of the Yang family's mansion, more than ten young boys and girls gathered here, not afraid of the sun, and they were all looking forward to it.

Because, today is an extremely important day, and the masters of the Yang family want to teach them martial arts.

And in the enthusiastic crowd, there was one person who seemed out of place, as if he had lost his soul.

This is Yang Xuanqi.

"Am I not coding at home, what is this place?"

Yang Xuanqi looked around blankly, surrounded by an ancient building and a group of teenagers dressed in brocade clothes.

His mind was full of question marks.

He had just finished coding the latest chapter of the street fighting novel, and after checking it ten times and finding that there were no typos, he was about to click to publish, but suddenly his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I had already arrived in this strange place.

"Look, the person who taught me martial arts is actually Uncle Honglietang!"

"Uncle Honglietang's strength is enough to rank among the top fifty in Yanbei City, and if he personally teaches martial arts today, I will definitely become a peerless master."

Just as Yang Xuanqi was pondering, bursts of exclamations erupted in the crowd.

Following everyone's line of sight, a big man with long and narrow eyes and a white beard stepped in the distance.

"It's amazing."

Yang Xuanqi's pupils shrank suddenly, every step this person took was able to cross a distance of one zhang, and in just a few breaths, he came to everyone.

Yang Honglie stood still, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Quiet! ”

Suddenly, everyone held their breath and waited for his lecture.

"The sixteen of you have all reached the age of martial arts, and from now on, I will be responsible for teaching martial arts."

Yang Honglie's eyes were serious, swept over the immature faces, and got straight to the point:

"Martial arts cultivation is divided into ten folds, one for health preservation, two for training, three for moves, four for rigidity and softness, five for divine power, six for breath, seven for inner strength, eight for divine courage, nine for psychic, and ten for divine transformation."

His voice was like a flood bell and a big lu, resounding throughout the martial arts training ground and reaching everyone's ears.

Hearing this, Yang Xuanqi was shocked, and the depths of his mind seemed to be the opening of a dam, and many memories emerged in an instant.

"The body is tenfold, the Xuanhuang Great World, the Great Xuan Dynasty, the Ninety-Nine Mansions, the Thirty-six Thousand Cities, so it is, I have crossed over, this is the Eternal World."

As a street writer, Yang Xuanqi knows a lot about this kind of bloody bridge that crosses through rebirth.

It's just that he can't figure it out, he stayed at home well, he wasn't struck by lightning, he wasn't hit by a car, he didn't have 996, and he didn't get green.

I don't even have a girlfriend.

Why did you suddenly cross over?

Yang Xuanqi was puzzled.

Moreover, it is still the world of eternal life.

This world is extremely cruel, and the murder of people and treasures, the slaughter of cities and the destruction of the country are staged all the time.

If there is a slight mistake, there will be no place to die.

What's even more terrifying is that those powerful people are bloodied hundreds of millions of living beings at every turn, and the aftermath of the battle destroys the stars, there is simply no reason at all.

The weak are like grass mustard, which can only be slaughtered by others.

Whether you can survive smoothly depends on luck.

"The secret realm of the flesh, every time you are promoted, there is a huge improvement, just like the official rank of our Great Xuan Dynasty, the so-called official level crushes people to death, this is the truth."

"If you cultivate your physical body to the fifth, the realm of divine power, you will be able to have the power of a horse, tearing apart tigers and leopards, and opening steles and cracking stones is just idle."

"The condition for our Daxuan Dynasty to recruit ordinary soldiers is to reach this realm, and they must not be more than twenty-five years old."

Yang Honglie's words continued, making Yang Xuanqi secretly frightened.

From memory, I know that the power of this horse is not an ordinary horse, but a unique Xuanhuang Fierce Horse of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

This horse has the blood of a dragon, and can travel thousands of miles a day, and the heavy cavalry will attack, and the general city wall will be washed down.

In the backyard of the Yang family, there are several Xuanhuang fierce horses, as high as one zhang, with a mane like gold, and their body size is more powerful than an elephant.

And the master of the power of one horse can meet the conditions for recruiting ordinary soldiers, and the strength of the Great Xuan Dynasty can be seen.

"If you can cultivate your physical body to the eighth level, the realm of divine courage before you are twenty years old, you can go to the Taiyi Sect, sign up for the assessment, and have the opportunity to become a disciple of the outer sect."

"Hundreds of years ago, an ancestor of our Yang family once worshiped the Taiyi Sect and became an inner disciple, which is the highest glory of our Yang family!"

When Yang Honglie said the three words of Taiyimen, he was full of endless yearning.

The young people of the Yang family were also so excited that they couldn't be suppressed.

Throughout the ages, all those who worship the Taiyi Sect have become famous for a while, and they are real figures.

Because, Taiyi Gate is the overlord of the Xuanhuang Great World, ruling the endless territory.

"What I want to teach you is the ancestor of my Yang family, who obtained the supreme body refining mastery of the Taiyi Sect, the Dragon and Tiger True Form Skill."

As he spoke, Yang Honglie walked to a boulder.

"The momentum of the dragon and tiger lies in the fierceness!"

Yang Hongli drank violently, raised his right arm high, shook the sky with one hand, and slashed at the boulder in the air.

Cracking sound.

The air roared like thunder.

Yang Xuanqi felt that this blow seemed to shake a mountain, forming a strong sense of oppression.

Suddenly, the wind around them howled, causing the cheeks of the young men of the Yang family to sting, and they retreated one after another.

The moment the boulder came into contact with the palm of the hand, there was a "click", and a slight crack actually appeared, spreading rapidly like a spider's web.

In the blink of an eye, it was torn apart.

"Shhhhh

The children of the Yang family all changed color.

"The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger."

Before everyone could react, Yang Honglie let out another low roar, and his spine arched, like a long dragon raising its head.

The next moment, his whole body ejected and slammed into a big tree at the edge of the martial arts training ground.

"Bang!"

This tree, which was as thick as an adult man's waist, couldn't withstand Yang Honglie's brutal impact and collapsed with a bang.

"it, his mother!"

Yang Xuanqi looked at this scene and couldn't help but gasp.

It's just a humanoid tank, who can stop it?

"The dragon and tiger are vigorous, put an end to all bells and whistles, and pay attention to being fierce and domineering."

"It's more about being strong-willed, indomitable, and determined to break through."

"Only by doing these two things can you really enter the house."

Yang Honglie flicked the dust on his shirt and stood proudly among everyone.

"You, out of the ranks."

Yang Honglie stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Xuanqi.

"What... I? ”

Yang Xuanqi was a little confused.