Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 471 The method of pretending to be aggressive is much more clever!
"Wow, wow, wow! I have so many styles, I really didn't expect it!"

Ye Xiuwen was hooked, and when he stepped out of the game world, he saw that he had more than 50 frames.

And with more than 50 yuan, what can you do?Of course it is the condensed martial soul!

Now, he has 16 full-rank Xuan-rank martial souls and 98 Huang-rank martial souls. Adding all of them together, he has a total of 114 martial souls.

But are these martial souls enough?Totally not enough.Why do people like the head of the Yan Sect and Zhu Honglie keep suppressing their realm?It's just to condense the martial soul.

So it is very common for masters at the master level to gather more than 200 martial souls.

"Nanai! System? Gather two hundred full martial spirits for me, I'm going to crush that Zhu Honglie!" Ye Xiuwen said confidently.

"Ding dong! The system prompts that the host is not strong enough, and the martial soul cannot be condensed,"

"Not enough? How can it not be enough? I have more than 50!"

Ye Xiuwen took a closer look, he wasn't dazzled, it was indeed 50.

"Ding dong! The system prompts that 43 of the host's original martial arts have not yet been perfected. To cultivate the perfect state, a total of +435000 is required."

"Mistgrass, my God!"

At this time, Ye Xiuwen realized that his force level was completely useless, and it would take more than 40 force levels to gather all of his current martial spirits to perfection.

And if you want to condense two hundred full martial souls, it is estimated that at least more than 100 million forces will be needed.

Moreover, all of these are prerequisites for Huang rank martial spirits.

"Paralysis, I want to pretend!" Ye Xiuwen roared angrily.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host, you succeeded in pretending to be aggressive, and you got +50 in aggressiveness."

"Mist grass, what's going on?"

Ye Xiuwen was a little baffled. He just yelled 'I'm going to pretend to be tough', and he gained 50 points. Who is cooperating with him?

"Senior Brother Ye? We've arrived at Huoyun Mountain,"

The disciple driving the car yelled softly, and then stopped slowly.Only now did Ye Xiuwen know that it was 'Huo Yunshan' who was cooperating with him to pretend to be aggressive!

"Haha, it seems that Lao Tzu's pretentious technique is brilliant again. Even Huoyunshan has to cooperate with his pretentiousness!"

Ye Xiuwen lifted the curtain of the car beautifully, but was stunned.

It's not because of anything else, but Nima, why a group of trumpets, no, it's ordinary weak chickens to welcome me!

Thirty or so disciples of the Yan sect who were only in the stage of transforming gods and the stage of Dou Zong staged a battle here.

All of them remained silent, stared angrily, and did not speak, as if someone owed them two hundred tangs.

"Hey? You're Ye Xiuwen?"

A disciple of the Yan sect who was headed in the late Huashen period, was quite arrogant.

"Yes!" Ye Xiuwen replied weakly.

"Oh, why did you come here? The head is welcome, hurry up and sit on the mountain, we have specially customized a soft sedan for you, just afraid that the mountain will be bumpy!"

As soon as he spoke, Henan accent, seven or eight disciples brought up the soft sedan chair, not to mention how comfortable it was.

"Damn it? Scared me, thought you were going to fight me?"

Ye Xiuwen got on the sedan chair and felt comfortable.

"How dare we do that? You are an honored guest, our head said, no matter what, we have to trick you up the mountain, no, no, we invite you up the mountain!"

The kid was in a hurry and told the truth.

But Ye Xiuwen didn't mind at all, damn, he has more than 150 full-level martial souls, who is he afraid of?Come a Seven Demon God Shadow, even if Zhu Honglie really condenses more than 200 martial arts, he is not afraid!

When I was young, I went up the mountain, but I saw this high mountain, just like the Flame Mountain back then.

Not a single blade of grass grew on the mountain, even the disciples carrying Ye Xiuwen were sweating.

These are warriors who are invulnerable to cold and heat!But at this time, they were all sweating profusely.

"Nai Nai, I see that your Yan sect is really in decline, why are there so few warriors in the alchemy stage?" Ye Xiuwen said unconsciously.

"Hehe, you really know how to joke!"

A disciple of the Yan Sect smiled cheaply, but then said again: "It's on the top of the mountain! They're all on the top of the mountain!"

"Hey!"

Ye Xiuwen came to a little realization, and was carried all the way into the upper courtyard of Yanmen.

But seeing at this time, my good fellow, there is an oil pan on one side, a mountain of knives on the other side, and that kind of leather whip with inverted spear stabs, all hanging outside the main hall of the entire Upper Court, as if Ye Xiuwen came here by accident. Yanmen, it's like going to hell!
"Ye Xiuwen? Are you coming down?"

The disciple who had greeted him with a smile before changed his face in vain, threw Ye Xiuwen away, and immediately retreated!

Ye Xiuwen was thrown into the air, and it turned out that at this moment, a golden wire mesh came from nowhere, and covered Ye Xiuwen from top to bottom.

"Hey!"

Ye Xiuwen made a move with the Dragon Slaying Sword, directly smashing the fishing net.

"Kill!"

More than 3000 Yanmen disciples, armed with knives and guns, surrounded Ye Xiuwen the moment he escaped, but they didn't intend to do anything seriously.

Because these people are also mainly Huashen and Douzong disciples, and they don't know why Yanmen disciples are so miserable.

"puff!"

But when he saw a group of miscellaneous soldiers, Ye Xiuwen burst out laughing. Holding the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, he pointed at the main hall and said, "Nai Nai, that Zhu Honglie, don't you want to find me? I'm here!"

"Hoohoo!"

Ye Xiuwen hadn't finished speaking, but since he entered the main hall, a group of people had already poured out.

But to see these people, it is very impressive, there are more than a dozen masters at the red core level, and there are about two to thirty masters at the middle and late stage of alchemy.

Zhu Honglie was in the middle, wearing a bright red wedding gown, carrying red crosses on his shoulders, wearing a number one scholar hat, and glaring at Ye Xiuwen.

And beside Zhu Honglie, the one wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei was none other than Murong.

Murong didn't wear a hijab, so Ye Xiuwen could see clearly. He also frowned and looked at Ye Xiuwen.

"Hmph, this kid is Ye Xiuwen who killed innocent people, right?"

Before Zhu Honglie could speak, an old man in a long cloak shouted loudly.

This person has number one in the Jianghu and is called 'Nezha with Eight Arms'.

'Nezha' knows that he is the son of Li Jing, a general in the sky.

If you stand up in a fight with someone, and shake your body, you will have three heads and six arms, how amazing, even the Monkey King, has been crushed by his hands.

But at this time, this person is known as 'Nezha with Eight Arms', so it can be seen from this, how amazing this person's kung fu is.

Among this group of people, the realm of triple red core is not considered the highest, but it is not considered the lowest either. He pointed at Ye Xiuwen and yelled!

It turned out that his son was also taught by Yanmen, but he died on Adventure Island!
(End of this chapter)