Douluo: There is Yao Lao living in my body

Chapter 43 Advanced Fighting Skills of Mysterious Order
"Bajibeng?!"

Yang Fan's impression of this skill still stayed in Wuhun Temple.

Yao Lao used Baji Beng to severely injure Salas, and then used Fire Blowing Palm to kill the dog.

"The power is comparable to earth-level fighting skills."

These words are particularly dazzling to Yang Fan.

As soon as he got this ancient scroll, Yang Fan touched it with his soul power without any hesitation.

In an instant, a strong force poured into Yang Fan's head, and the technique of Bajibeng was wonderfully engraved in his memory.

"Stinky boy..."

Yang Fan was so hungry that he made Yao Lao laugh.

Yao Lao had prepared this volume of Xuan-level advanced fighting skills for Yang Fan a long time ago, but the time never came.

Baji Beng is a purely head-to-head Xuan-level advanced fighting skill. If you want to deal high burst damage, you must have a strong body, otherwise you will definitely be injured by Baji Beng.

"Ah--!"

Yang Fan punched out, and the small sapling as thick as a bowl was cut off at the waist.

This is just a light punch!
To be honest, the power of this mysterious fighting skill is absolutely astonishing.

but……

"Master, why can't I use Baji Beng's eighth level of dark energy?"

This effect is obviously not what Yang Fan wants to see.

What he wanted was the effect of Yao Lao's understatement of punching out, and Salas first scoffed, then became confused, and finally fell to the ground suddenly.

"Yes, I know what the essence of Bajibeng is."

"The reason why you can't fight is because your control of fighting spirit is still too immature. You need to practice more in the future."

Regarding the introduction to Bajibeng, the ancient scroll said this...

[Xuan level advanced fighting skills, close attack fighting skills, known for their powerful attack power. When refined to perfection, the attack implies eight levels of strength. The eight layers are added together, and the power is comparable to the low level fighting skills of the earth level. 】

The powerful attack power shows the advanced side of the Xuan level, and the eight levels of dark power behind it are the complete interpretation of fighting skills comparable to the Earth level.

If you can achieve the eighth level of dark energy, it is a low-level fighting skill of the earth level. If you cannot achieve it, you can only use a mid-level boxing method of the mysterious level.

Yao Lao had no intention of telling Yang Fan the essence of Baji Beng. He wanted to wait until the boy scratched his head after practicing it.

"Young and astringent?"

Yang Fan looked at the fiery red Dou Qi in his palm, and he felt that his control over Dou Qi was pretty good.

After more than a year of hard training, it seems reasonable to describe his control of fighting spirit with four words: "like an arm."

"Aren't you young?"

Yao Lao's rhetorical question left Yang Fan speechless.

He does still have a long, long way to go before he becomes truly strong.

Octopus collapse!
Octopus collapse!
Octopus collapse!
……

Yang Fan spent the whole day practicing his newly mastered Xuan-level advanced fighting skills on the back hill of the small town outside the Soul Beast Forest.

"Hey...this little guy!"

Yao Lao originally thought that if he didn't tell Yang Fan, this brat would come crying and making a fuss and beg him to explain Baji Beng's cultivation method.

He underestimated his beloved disciple's talent!
This brat has really developed a lot of skills.

Although he was still unable to achieve the true eighth level of dark power, being able to achieve two levels was beyond his expectation.

You must know that when he first got this Xuan-level advanced scroll, it took him a whole day to master the eighth level of dark power.

"Octopole Collapse—"

Yang Fan punched the big tree in front of him as thick as a bowl. On the surface, it no longer cut him off like before. However, the two dark forces inside had completely shattered the inside as they collided with each other.

"Stop, Master will show you again."

"The most important essence of Bajibeng is the use and exertion of fighting spirit..."

In order for Yang Fan to see clearly, Yao Lao's punch was very slow.

The soft fist wind did not show any lethality, but the moment the fist wind came out, the air behind it became irregularly distorted.

Punch in the air!
In the next second, the tree as thick as a person's waist ten meters away had been twisted into a twist.

"do you understand?"

Yang Fan nodded.

If you want to use the Eight Levels of Dark Energy that can cause the Baji Collapse, you can't use all the power at once.The reason why An Jin'er calls it 'Dark' is because he wants to hide behind the fist wind and make the enemy unprepared.

The eight levels of dark power Yao Lao used just now is like a pig during the Chinese New Year. Once it enters the enemy's body, he cannot hold it down.

"Practice!"

Yao Lao is very confident about his beloved disciple and believes that with his training this time, he will be able to master the essence of this advanced Xuan-level fighting skill in time.

From dusk to late night...

Yang Fan has already enjoyed the newly learned fighting skills.

If it weren't for the unbearable trees on the hillside, he would have been practicing here for three days and three nights.

…………

early morning.

"Ah...ha..."

Yang Fan stretched.

What a wonderful day. It’s a day full of energy.

After successfully sending the letter, he had to start preparing to enter the Soul Beast Forest.

Compared with the Great Soul Fighting Arena, the battles in the Soul Beast Forest are actually not frequent at all. Most of the time, they are wandering around in the Soul Beast Forest, but every battle is bound to be accompanied by murderous intent.

This kind of tension that can appear at any time and cause death is something that a large spirit fighting venue cannot provide.

"Sister Chenxiang, this is the Soul Beast Forest. You have to be careful, maybe a big tiger will jump out soon."

"Don't lie to me!"

"This is obviously a small town on the outskirts of the Soul Beast Forest."

"..."

Yang Fan's attention was completely attracted by the group of people in front of him.

The person speaking was a group of teenagers. Surrounded in the middle was a little girl wearing purple clothes with a pair of ponytails. She looked about five or six years old.

Not far from them, there were several middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s who were obviously together.

Regardless of whether they are men, women, old or young, these people all have one thing in common: they are dressed in shabby clothes!
Min Clan!
Although Yang Fan had not seen this sect for more than three years, he still recognized it at a glance. After all, such a poor sect that urinates blood is very rare in Douluo Continent.

Since the four major sects were abandoned by the Haotian Sect, the only people they could trust were each other, so the four clan leaders discussed gathering together every two years.

Among the four patriarchs, Tai Tai, who specializes in strength, has a closer relationship with Niu Gao, who is purely defensive. His grandfather Yang Wudi has a better relationship with Bai He in private.

Therefore!

The Min clan has basically been supporting the Po clan for so many years.

Yang Fan searched the crowd, but he did not see the thin and energetic old man.

"Humph--"

"I won't play with you anymore."

The little girl with twin tails who was surrounded and teased became angry.

Pushing aside the young man in front of him who was several heads taller than him, he sat alone on the curb next to the town.

White agarwood?

Yang Fan's impression of this little girl was still more than three years ago.

At that time, the four sects gathered together...

Tai Lung, who had just obtained his first soul ring, pretended to unleash his martial soul as a powerful gorilla in front of everyone, scaring Bai Chenxiang, who was only two and a half years old at the time, into tears on the spot.

He was even more envied because he had a sweet dream of awakening his martial spirit that night!

Yang Fan suddenly laughed...

It was quite interesting when I think about it carefully.

"Step aside!"

"Get out of the way!"

Sudden changes broke the early morning silence of the town.

A runaway wild horse was dragging an open carriage galloping down the narrow road in the town. The middle-aged man on the carriage had already turned sallow with fear.

The carriage rushed straight towards Bai Chenxiang, who was sitting on the curb and sulking.

Danger is imminent!
If it were someone else, Yang Fan wouldn't save him, but the Min clan had a reason why he had to take action.

(End of this chapter)