Emperor Danwu

Chapter 45

Zhao Jianfeng's tiger's body shook like a ferocious beast, and he was extremely furious. Seeing his right fist clenched, he unleashed a boxing technique.

"Extreme Leopard Fist!"

From his fist, the true qi tumbling out of rage seemed to fly away like a ferocious leopard.

Jue Leopard Fist, Huang Rank's peerless martial art.

And Zhao Jianfeng used Jue Leopard Fist to the level of Dacheng.

Ye Xingchen had already guessed why Zhao Jianfeng was so confident that he could defeat him within three moves.

That's because Zhao Jianfeng's true martial blood is the fourth-rank high-level angry leopard.

"Blood talent?"

The so-called true martial blood talent is the innate talent of the warrior himself.

For example, Ye Xingchen's twin true martial arts bloodlines, one of which is sunflower-horned white sheep, he is born with superhuman movement speed, and he will be more enchanting than other warriors when he cultivates speed-type martial arts.

This is the innate blood talent.

so what?

Although Zhao Jianfeng's punch had the strength of three bulls and eight apes, it was still far behind Ye Xingchen's punch of four bulls.

Besides, what Ye Xingchen practiced was also a top-ranked martial art of the Huang rank.

call out!
Ye Xingchen's figure flashed, and his moving speed reached sixteen steps in one breath.

Everyone swallowed a sip of water and exclaimed:

"Damn it, sixteen steps in one breath? A martial artist at the fourth stage of the Huangji Realm may not be able to have such a speed!"

"It's too fast."

They found that Ye Xingchen's speed at this moment was even more terrifying than that of his disciples in the previous exams.

Everyone knows very well that in the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be broken is speed.

However, Ye Xingchen's Dragon Trace Step was not used to avoid his Jue Leopard Fist, but to use the impact of speed to defeat Zhao Jianfeng with one move.

"Fire Palm, Chuan Yang!"

Immediately, the power of true qi burst out from Ye Xingchen's hand, bringing out a scorching power, which is the fiery palm that poured into the power of Danhuo.

The strength has reached the strength of four bulls.

boom!
At the moment when the fists and palms collided, the majestic power fluctuated, just like the waves of the water, spreading outward layer by layer.

However, less than three breaths after the fists and palms collided, the scorching power from Ye Xingchen's hand directly hit Zhao Jianfeng's fist.

Immediately, Zhao Jianfeng's face froze, his fists were scorched by the heat and crackled. Seeing his fist shaking and his whole body twitching, he couldn't help shouting:
"Do not……"

How could he stand the scorching attack of the Fiery Palm.

After Zhao Jianfeng howled in pain, he staggered backwards and flew three meters like a kite with a broken string.

boom!
He was stunned and fell to the ground in a somersault, his body was covered in mud, and his body was rolling on the ground.

He couldn't figure out why Ye Xingchen's fiery palm had such terrifying heat that it severely burned his fist.

"Ye Xingchen is too powerful, he only used one move, and beat Zhao Jianfeng to the ground howling in pain."

"Zhao Jianfeng's strength is certainly very strong, but compared to Ye Xingchen, it's like cloud and mud."

"No.1 and No.2 still have a big gap in strength. I am really convinced by Ye Xingchen's strength."

Since everyone saw Ye Xingchen just now and defeated Zhao Jianfeng with just one move, everyone's awe of Ye Xingchen has become stronger, making them realize that Ye Xingchen is among the new disciples, and there is no new disciple for the time being. Able to shake Ye Xingchen's position.

……

About half an hour passed.

Ye Xingchen didn't dare to go too far in the first mountain range, not because he was afraid of getting lost, but because he was afraid of getting into trouble.

Among the disciples of the first line, there are several generations of disciples, Ye Xingchen is only a new disciple, so naturally he will not go to the territory of those senior brothers and sisters to make trouble.

"This mountaintop is in the middle of the setting sun, and it's a good place to practice soul power." Ye Xingchen licked his lips.

When Ye Xingchen went to the top of the mountain, he looked around carefully, but he didn't find any disciples going to the top of the mountain.

"Forehead."

When Ye Xingchen had just climbed to the top of the mountain, he heard the sound of a sword.

Looking around, a girl in a purple dress came into view.

This girl is about 16 years old, with long hair flowing down her shoulders, flowing in the wind, her cold eyes staring forward, and the long sword in her hand screamed sharply.

"Sword Intent!"

Ye Xingchen couldn't help but feel that this girl, who was only about 16 years old, had comprehended the sword intent.

When Ye Xingchen saw the girl facing her face, she swallowed even more.

This purple-clothed girl has exquisite facial features, indifferent eyes, and cold temperament, just like an iceberg beauty.

"Exit the sword style, the sword intent of water!"

Ye Xingchen shrugged his shoulders, seeing the two crossed sword qis that the girl in purple slashed horizontally and vertically when she took out the sword pose, shining with Ling Ran's sword intent.

It's not easy, Ye Xingchen sighed with emotion, he has comprehended the sword intent of water at such a young age.

Right now, Ye Xingchen thought of a person.

Among the disciples of the first line, there is a 16-year-old girl with awe-inspiring talent and outstanding beauty. She is the sect's proud daughter Yue Wushuang.

"Who?"

Suddenly, Yue Wushuang stopped practicing and turned to stare in Ye Xingchen's direction.

Ye Xingchen just stood 50 meters away, and only showed a pair of eyes, so she could feel Ye Xingchen's existence.

How keen!
Ye Xingchen let out a breath slowly, walked out, and came to Yue Wushuang.

Then he cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sister Yue, my name is Ye Xingchen, and I am a new disciple of the seventeenth generation. I wanted to practice on the top of this mountain, but found that Senior Sister Yue is here. Please forgive me if I offend you."

Yue Wu's face was cold, and she pointed at Ye Xingchen with a sword and said: "You should know that if you are good at other people's practice sites without permission, and peek at the disciple's practice, that is to goug out your eyeballs, and you are blinding your own eyes." , or let me do it?"

She is merciless.

Ye Xingchen sneered and said, "I didn't mean to peek at Senior Sister Yue practicing sword, it's my junior's fault, but..."

Ye Xingchen changed the subject and said, "Can I give Junior Brother a chance?"

"Opportunity?" Yue Wu said expressionlessly.

Ye Xingchen said like this: "Senior Sister Yue's swordsmanship is very powerful, and she has mastered all the profound meanings of the sword, but if the younger brother can slightly surpass Senior Sister Yue in the sword style, can the past be forgotten?"

Hearing this, Yue Wu's eyes were icy cold, she moved her lips and said: "I'll give you a chance, if you are slightly better than me in the sword style, I can forget the past, but if you lose, then I will not blame you." Graciously gouging out your eyes."

Ye Xingchen took a long sword.

He has double-handed swordsmanship and Yuewu, so he is definitely not her opponent.

But Ye Xingchen was sure that he was slightly better than her.

call out!
I saw the long sword in Yue Wu's hands whirling and rushing, her figure stepped forward with the sword intent, and the speed of the sword was dazzling.

Even Ye Xingchen, who was standing opposite her, didn't see clearly how she drew the sword.

"Sword Intent of Water!"

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