In the lecture hall, there are already more than 300 outer disciples.

The Ye family of Qingyang County, there are thousands of outer disciples, and the strength is uneven, and the family often implements a stocking system for the outer disciples, allowing them to learn on their own.

The martial arts day is specially taught by some people in the family who are advanced in martial arts and experienced in martial arts, and it can be regarded as giving these outer disciples a chance to learn.

Ye Ling found a seat and sat down, his body sitting straight.

Around him, there are all outer disciples he has usually met, but he can't name them, and everyone cherishes this opportunity.

After waiting for a cup of tea, in the center of the martial arts hall, a middle-aged man in a blue robe slowly walked onto the martial arts platform, walking vigorously, with a peculiar rhythm, at a glance, he was a person who had cultivated to a profound level.

"I didn't expect it to be Uncle Ye Jiao's transmission today, which can be regarded as a feast for the eyes!"

At this time, on Ye Ling's left hand side, two outer disciples were discussing.

"Senior Uncle Ye Jiao is only thirty-six years old, but he is already a Qi Transformation Eight Heaven cultivator, and he is a combat genius, his real combat strength is much higher than his realm, and his strength is very strong!"

Listening to the discussion between the two, Ye Ling also knew the strength of this blue-robed middle-aged man, a combat genius, and a strong strength.

Ye Ling turned his gaze to his left front and saw a familiar shadow - Shen Xin'er!

"Why did she come to this place? These proud sons of the sky, the proud daughters of the sky, don't they all just want to find relationships and find famous teachers for guidance? Why did she come to such an occasion where everyone gathers?" Ye Ling secretly wondered in his heart, originally, people like Ye Tuo and Shen Xin'er were considered little geniuses themselves, and in this kind of martial arts hall, they didn't look down on them at all, and they generally didn't participate, what's wrong today?

Actually, Shen Xin'er didn't think too much, she came here today just to listen to Ye Jiao's story.

Ye Jiao glanced at these outer disciples who were sitting, his face was expressionless, and he said directly: "My name is Ye Jiao, and I am here to tell you about my experience today......

Next, Ye Jiao was really telling about what happened in the process of his cultivation and imparting experience to everyone, and many people also listened to it with relish, including Ye Ling.

The people who come here are basically not fools, everyone will cherish this kind of half-monthly, hard-won opportunity, so, hearing Ye Jiao's story, no one will desert.

After Ye Ling had that little bit of blue light, his comprehension increased greatly, and he just heard Ye Jiao talk there, but he almost remembered and understood most of the content by himself.

After talking for an hour or so, Ye Jiao let everyone rest for a while, and then walked up to the podium again, and said loudly: "Next, I will tell you about martial arts!"

Hearing this, everyone was even more engrossed.

Just now, most people know that Ye Jiao is not only a profound cultivator, but also has the strength to fight beyond the level, this is not simple, if you can listen to him talk about martial arts, it will definitely benefit a lot.

"First of all, I want to tell you one thing, don't look down on basic martial arts! Don't look down on low-level martial arts, in my opinion, even if it is a crude martial art, it must have its own reason, and if you practice it to profoundness, it will still have infinite power." As soon as Ye Jiao spoke, he swept everyone's reactions with his eyes, and sure enough, as expected, most of them had a little disapproval in their eyes.

Obviously, everyone disagrees with him.

In the eyes of these people, only the pursuit of high-level martial arts can bring about a rapid increase in strength...... As for low-level martial arts, even if you practice to the top, what can you do?

Only Ye Ling nodded thoughtfully, his "Wild Bull Fist" had been practiced to the perfection realm, and his combat effectiveness was indeed good, so he was deeply touched by Ye Jiao's words.

Ye Jiao was not surprised by everyone's attitude, because most people think this way.

It's just that when Ye Jiao's sharp gaze roamed through the crowd, and when he suddenly saw Ye Ling, his eyes lit up when he saw Ye Ling nodding thoughtfully.

"This disciple, stand up." Ye Jiao gestured with his hand in Ye Ling's direction.

Many people shifted their eyes to Ye Ling's area, wanting to see which person Ye focused on.

Ye Ling himself was also a little surprised, because Ye Jiao's hand seemed to be signaling to himself, but why was this?

Ye Ling's strength is not strong, among the outer disciples, he will always be the most inconspicuous type, why does this Ye Jiao suddenly seem to take a fancy to himself today?

However, he didn't speak for the time being, but waited and watched, after all, maybe someone else shouted.

"This disciple is talking about you, the one in white." Ye Jiao directly pointed out Ye Ling's clothing, Ye Ling had already determined it, and he could only stand up.

"What advice does Uncle Shi have?" Ye Ling replied without humility or arrogance.

Ye Ling's voice appeared, and the eyes of the disciples outside the audience were almost silent, all focused on Ye Ling's body.

Shen Xin'er also looked at Ye Ling with some incredulity, not knowing where he attracted Ye Jiao.

Ye Jiao's expressionless face just now showed a smile: "What is your best low-level martial art?"

Ye Ling didn't think about it, and replied directly: "Wild Bull Fist!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of voices expressing their disdain at the scene, Brute Bull Boxing, this is a super low-level martial art, it is simply chicken ribs! Few people are still practicing this.

Shen Xin'er had an eternity in her heart—why did Ye Ling lose face here again?. [,！]

"Very good!" Ye Jiao didn't accuse Ye Ling, but said, "You come here, show your brute bull fist in front of us!" After that, I will tell everyone why I think that crude martial arts can also be practiced to profoundness."

Ye Ling thought about it and walked on stage.

"A brute bull fist, to sacrifice ugliness here! That person is so funny!"

"I know him, a piece of waste, not much strength!"

The sneering voice in the audience was secretly remembering, and Shen Xin'er frowned even more, it seems that today they have to lose face in Ye Ling's hands again in the Ye family in Huashan Town.

Ye Ling came to the martial arts stage, and after nodding with Ye Focus, he eliminated any interference from the outside world, just like every time he practiced Brute Bull Boxing before, he had no distractions.

Then, the fist technique was like flowing water in the same way, handed out from Ye Ling's hand, sometimes like Hong Zhong Da Lu, thunderous, sometimes weathery, fist to the flesh.

Most of the people present were knowledgeable, and soon, they grew their mouths - this, is it really a bull fist?

Is there such a powerful bull fist?

Including Shen Xin'er, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.