Galaxy Sword Emperor

Chapter 3 Junk Martial Arts
Ye Mo also thought about the third grade of true martial arts, but for him who has not improved in ten years, the third grade of true martial arts is definitely an unattainable goal.

But now, Wujun Zhongcan told him that his physical strength is already enough to compete with the strong of the third-rank real martial arts. Of course, this is only physical strength. It's just as simple as the third grade of Zhenwu.

"Are you petrified!" Wujun Zhongcan said with a smile: "This is because you only absorbed a small part of my blood power. If you absorb all of it, it will be even more terrifying!"

"How far will that go?" Ye Mo swallowed hard and asked.

Wujun Chongcan said fiercely: "You are young, don't be so ambitious, I tell you, it will not be good for your cultivation!"

Ye Mo also calmed down instantly when he heard the words. Ten years of hard work had yielded no results. Didn't he just smile lightly?Now that his cultivation base has increased, how come his mind has been shaken?
Seeing that Ye Mo's mind calmed down, Wujun Zhongcan also secretly praised him. At his age, he was able to recover so quickly, which shows that this kid's heart is still good.

"Brother Jun, I heard you say that you are the holy beast of the Primordial Universe!" Ye Mo said suddenly.

Wujun Zhongcan proudly said: "Of course, and he is the best among the holy beasts!"

Ye Mo said with a smile: "I can feel it just by listening to you. My physique has been investigated by some experts in the family, and no one has said anything about it. Brother Jun, you can tell the truth. It's really extraordinary!"

"Fart! Compare me with your trash, if Brother Jun was in his heyday, one fart could crush them all!" Wujun said disdainfully.

"Of course!" Ye Mo rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, when I heard you speak, I felt an unfathomable feeling. I believe that the martial arts you cultivate are also first-class!"

"Haha!" Wujun Zhongcan laughed loudly and said, "I dare not say anything else, your brother Jun and my martial arts are absolutely beyond your imagination, and they can be described as all-encompassing, and"

Wujun Zhongcan stopped abruptly when he said this, and then he said: "You boy, it turned out that you had an idea of ​​martial arts on Brother Jun and me. Thanks to you, you have made so many detours, so just say no." Well, Brother Jun has something good, can I give it to you?"

"Hey, I really can't hide it from Brother Jun!" Ye Mo laughed twice. Although his strength reached the third rank of Zhenwu, his cultivation was only the second rank of Zhenwu after all, and he could not enter the family's library to choose martial arts.

Especially the fight with Ye Jun made Ye Mo have an inexplicable desire for martial arts. Even if your strength is superb, without martial arts, you only have brute force, and your combat power has weakened a lot out of thin air.

A good book of martial arts can even give people the ability to leapfrog challenges, so Ye Mo naturally attaches great importance to it.

"However, your strength is too low now. Brother Jun has no way to learn these superb martial arts. Seeing that you are quite to my liking, Brother Jun can give you some rubbish martial arts first!" Wu Jun The heavy silkworm said slightly.

Before Ye Mo could react, a lot of information suddenly came from his mind.

The two martial arts just appeared in the depths of his mind out of thin air.

"Hidden Sword Art" The sword's edge is hidden, the sword does not come out of the sheath, and the sheath will be stained with blood.There is only one move in this swordsmanship book, but it is an unrivaled move. The tricks in hundreds of words are all about this move.

One hit kill!Including the movement of body skills, as well as the coordination between moves and energy channels, they are all preparing for this move!

"Fist of the Big Dipper" implies the Big Dipper's seven-star step, the footwork is already mysterious enough, combined with the seven-stroke boxing method, it is extremely mysterious!
Ye Mo was secretly startled, is this also a rubbish technique?Although he has never practiced martial arts, he has also seen other Ye family disciples use it.

Including that Ye Jun, if these two sets of martial arts can be regarded as rubbish, then what Ye Jun and the others practice is basically junk that is thrown away on the street and no one picks it up.

A trace of anticipation ignited in Ye Mo's heart, how powerful those supreme martial arts that Wujun Zhongcan said would be after his cultivation level is advanced.

However, he was not dazzled by happiness, he just lost his mind for a short time, and his mind calmed down, and two sets of martial arts moves kept flashing in his mind.

Wujun Chongcan is very satisfied with Ye Mo. Are these two sets of martial arts really rubbish?What kind of rubbish martial arts will there be in the Zangshu Pavilion from the top forces of Tianwaitian?
Even if it is a low-level martial art, it is definitely second to none in this small Antan City. Besides, with Wujun's vision, how can he remember these low-level martial arts.

That's just idle time, some impressions, and through my own deduction, the martial arts that I barely got together, although the power is greatly reduced, but it is enough for Ye Mo to use.

Ye Mo immersed himself in the cultivation of martial arts, "Bei Diou Fist" is pretty good, with the footwork, after a night of hard training, Ye Mo has been able to perform a complete set.

But "Hidden Sword Art" can't be comprehended so quickly, and Ye Mo is not greedy for merit, after all, he hasn't left here all day and night, but he is a bit hungry.

Ye Mo returned home in the dark, Ye Wulei sat at the door as usual, drinking wine with dull eyes, as if he didn't see Ye Mo at all.

"Father!" Ye Mo called softly, which was regarded as a greeting. In fact, it has always been like this for so many years, although he knew that his father would not talk to him.

So just nodded and called, Ye Mo turned around and entered the house.

Because of Ye Wulei's decadence and Ye Mo's useless physique, Ye Mo's family was squeezed out in an inconspicuous corner, and lived in an ordinary thatched cottage similar to that of foreign disciples, which looked very simple.

Ye Mo walked into the house and lit the oil lamp. Fortunately, in terms of food, because of the care of his uncle Ye Wuyan, it was quite rich. He made some things casually. Ye Mo first took some and brought them to Ye Wulei's side, silently Put it down, turn around and leave.

Ye Wulei took a sip of wine, but his brows trembled involuntarily, and he glanced at his son's back, thoughtfully.

"Uncle San, is brother Ye Mo back?" A crisp voice came, and she was one of the few people who came and went frequently in Ye Mo's house.

Ye Ling, the daughter of Ye Mo's seventh uncle Ye Wuhan, is only nine years old this year. Among his disciples in this generation, only Ye Ling and his sixth uncle Ye Fan's son Ye Fan are close to him.

Ye Wulei waved towards the back room, and the two little girls with braids bouncing towards the room.

"Brother Ye Mo!" Seeing Ye Mo coming out, Ye Ling smiled and shouted, and burrowed into Ye Mo's arms.

Speaking of which, Ye Ling and Ye Mo are in the same sympathy. Ye Mo has never seen his mother since he was born, and Ye Ling's mother also died of a hemorrhage when giving birth to her.

Moreover, as Ye Ling's daughter's family, she definitely has no status in the family, so Ye Ling's situation is really not much better than Ye Mo's.

"What a coincidence, the food has just been prepared, come, let's eat together!" Ye Mo added a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling climbed onto the stool, sat opposite Ye Mo, smiled and took out a piece of roasted sweet potato from his pocket, and handed it to Ye Mo.

"Sanbo said that you haven't come back. I thought you must have not eaten, so I baked a piece of sweet potato for you. Eat it quickly, it's just reheated!"

Ye Mo's heart warmed, he came back so late, the little sister's sweet potato must have been heated up several times, moved, and was about to take the sweet potato when he suddenly found a scrape on Ye Ling's palm.

"How did you do it?" Ye Mo put the sweet potato aside, looked at her little hands distressedly and said.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt! The medicine has been taken!" Ye Ling said with a smile.

Ye Ling doesn't come out to play very often, and he doesn't know how to be mischievous. Ye Mo knows this. This scrape seems to be just recently, as if it was caused by a fall. Ye Mo has a doubt in his heart.

Looking carefully at Ye Ling's face, his face immediately became gloomy. There were a few faint fingerprints on Ye Ling's fair face.

"Who hit you?" Ye Mo said coldly, a chill erupted in his body.

Ye Ling touched his face, as if he was afraid that Ye Mo would get angry, and tremblingly said: "Brother Ye Mo, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

Ye Mo gradually calmed down, his eyes narrowed slightly, Ye Ling is smart and sensible, the disciples in this generation are not good to her, and of course they are not bad, basically no one will take the initiative to bully her.

"If you don't tell me, you can go back with this piece of sweet potato!" Ye Mo knew that Ye Ling didn't want to get himself into trouble.

If it was the former self, maybe he would just comfort her, but it is different now, because at this moment, he already has the capital to protect her.

(End of this chapter)