Zi Yan is in her thirties, but her skin is crystal clear and flawless. She looks like she is in her mid-twenties. Moreover, she is a master alchemist and has a unique way of caring for nature. She does not look at all three-dimensional. Traces of ten years old.
"What are you looking at, little guy? Let me take a look." Zi Yan reached out and took the scroll in Xie Aoyu's hand.
I don't know whether it was because of Zi Yan's speed or because Xie Aoyu was distracted. Xie Aoyu didn't even have time to react. Zi Yan had already taken the scroll.
"It's a fighting skill." Xie Aoyu knew he couldn't hide it, so he could only tell the truth.
"The Tyrant Dragon Fist?" Zi Yan whispered, a flash of shock flashed across her charming face, "This is the legendary Tyrant Dragon Fist, and it's here with you."
Xie Aoyu heard what Zi Yan said and seemed to have heard of the Tyrant Dragon Fist, so he asked: "Master, do you know the origin of the Tyrant Dragon Fist?"
"More than that, I've heard of it." Zi Yan handed the scroll to Xie Aoyu again, and then said dissatisfied, "Oh, by the way, I'm warning you again, don't call me master or sister. Really, you are not afraid of calling me old. Now, I’m afraid you’ll call me old.”
"Then Master... Oh, sister, just tell me the origin of the Tyrant Dragon Fist. I have read many books and they all mentioned the Tyrant Dragon Fist, but there is no origin of the Tyrant Dragon Fist." Xie Aoyu was killed by Zi Yan. His eyes were so shocked that he quickly changed his words.
Zi Yan sighed softly, patted Xie Aoyu's head, and said a little lonely, "Hey, I'm getting old, and I can't compare to you young people."
"My sister is so beautiful. If others look at her, she is only eighteen or nineteen years old." Xie Aoyu said flatteringly.
Zi Yan stretched out her jade-like fingers and tapped Xie Aoyu's nose, "You have a sweet mouth." She smoothed her hair in front of her forehead, "This Tyrant Dragon Fist is really famous, because It is an invincible fighting technique created thousands of years ago by Overlord Ye Chaofeng, who is known as the number one master under the stars."
"Hiss..."
Xie Aoyu took a breath of cold air.
He had read about Tyrannosaurus Fist in many books, especially the praise of Tyrannosaurus Fist, but the origin of Tyrannosaurus Fist was never mentioned. He thought the origin was amazing, but he didn't expect it to be such a shock.
Ye Chaofeng, the number one master a thousand years ago.
What is most talked about about this person is not that he is the number one master, defeating hundreds of tribes without any opponents, and sweeping across all directions without any opponent, but his contribution to fighting skills.
Ye Chaofeng is a fighting maniac.
Because almost fifty percent of the fighting skills spread across the continent today are related to or are the fighting skills he created.
It is said that he was born to study and create fighting skills. He has created not only 10,000 but also 8,000 fighting skills in his life. Nearly half of them are recognized as top-level fighting skills, and countless people have developed new fighting skills from these fighting skills. Skills.
"Balong Fist is a fighting skill created by Ye Chaofeng in his later years. You should also know what Ye Chaofeng's old age means. It is the essence of his lifelong fighting skills." Zi Yan said with admiration in her tone, "In ten years Not long ago, the Tyrant Dragon Fist was discovered in the Hengduan Mountains. It immediately caused a sensation. Everyone's eyes in the whole continent were focused there. Countless masters gathered. It was rumored that many king-level masters rushed to snatch it, but in the end But there is no trace of the Tyrannical Fist. No one knows whether it was taken away or destroyed." She glanced at the scroll in Xie Aoyu's hand, "I didn't expect that your father got it in the end. I guess so, your father In order to make the Xie family stronger, he once specially practiced the skill of Kung Fu and collected fighting skills, which must have been obtained by him using Kung Fu."
"How did you know?" Xie Aoyu asked in surprise.
That wonderful empty-hand technique is Xie Qian's secret. Even the patriarch Xie Lian doesn't know about it. Only his son Xie Aoyu knows it in order to prevent others from causing trouble.
Zi Yan smiled slightly, but he did not answer, but smiled and said: "Why do you think I have been treating your father for three years without interruption?"
"Hehe, I think my dad is too charming." Xie Aoyu said with a sly smile.
"You are bigger." Zi Yan knocked Xie Aoyu's head angrily, "You are a big kid, that's because your father was my savior. Back then, I was attacked by someone. At the critical moment, your father happened to arrive and he I discovered that the person who attacked me had an advanced fighting skill and wanted to steal it, so he saved me."
Xie Aoyu said: "It must be that sister Zi Yan is too beautiful, so she was attacked by someone." She glanced at Zi Yan's chest, which was as tall and tall as a mountain peak, her waist was too thin to be grasped, her hips were plump, and her legs were slender, " With a figure like this, a man can’t help himself, and it’s normal.”
"What about you?" Zi Yan cast a flirtatious look with her beautiful eyes filled with love.
It was just like flirting, but this action immediately made Xie Aoyu feel a fire burning in his heart, and he actually had a strong reaction.
"Ah, um, um, sister, let my dad check it out." Xie Aoyu quickly changed the subject.
Zi Yan glanced between Xie Aoyu's legs and giggled: "The little guy seems to have grown up."
These words made Xie Aoyu even more embarrassed. Fortunately, he found that Zi Yan's beautiful eyes were very clear and had no other meaning at all, so he felt relieved, but at the same time he felt a little disappointed.
Zi Yan began to check Xie Qian's body and said: "Although Ba Long Fist is just a fighting skill, it is the essence of Ye Chaofeng's life. It is not an easy thing to understand. Don't rush for quick success." , In addition, don’t tell anyone, otherwise, I’m afraid the Xie family will be destroyed because of this.”
"Well, I know." Xie Aoyu said.
After the examination, Zi Yan said with a smile: "Your father's body has not changed much. I will leave some medicine for you. You follow the usual practice and apply it on his Dantian every day to ensure that his fighting spirit will not disappear."
"Thank you sister." Xie Aoyu took the medicine.
In fact, Xie Qian's body has always been normal, he is just comatose, and his fighting spirit is showing signs of dissipating. Over the years, Zi Yan has been using medicine to keep the fighting spirit from dissipating, and at the same time researching ways to treat him.
"Haha, why are you being polite to sister? Besides, sister is repaying a favor." Zi Yan smiled and touched Xie Aoyu's head, then turned and left.
After sending Zi Yan away, Xie Aoyu studied the Tyrannical Fist again. This time he was much more careful and closed the door to prevent anyone from entering easily.
Xie Aoyu has never practiced any fighting skills before, but he has some understanding of many fighting skills. After careful study, he found that Balong Fist seems to be one fighting skill, but in fact it is several, even more than a dozen powerful fighting skills. It is formed by the fusion of skills. It is really difficult to practice.
Moreover, the prerequisite for practicing Ba Long Fist is that one must reach a high level.
This is still quite far away for Xie Aoyu, who has just acquired fighting spirit. The levels of fighting spirit are elementary, intermediate, advanced, spirit level, Teng level, cloud level, metamorphosis level, earth level, rainbow level, holy level, and king level. , each level is divided into lower, middle and upper levels.
Xie Aoyu has not yet reached the lower level of cultivation.
But the emergence of fighting spirit made him confident.
Looking at the Tyrannical Fist, Xie Aoyu, who originally planned to come back to rest, was filled with strength again. He stood up and walked out, "Xiao Bai, let's go, continue to practice!"
When he left the room, a figure flashed in the corner, and Zi Yan's figure appeared.
She looked at Xie Aoyu and murmured to herself: "This little guy actually developed fighting spirit. He almost concealed it. It's strange. Even I can't solve his physical problem. Who can help him?" Then she shook her head again. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's prepare for the duel with Queen Butterfly You Lanruo."