Everyone felt it was incredible, everyone was shocked to the core, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes.
"Damn, could it be that Ye Xiangyang has already started practicing?"
"Who knows, otherwise why would he be so fierce."
Everyone watched as Ye Xiangyang and Ye Xiangming fought each other. Both of them used the Southern Bear Fist, exactly the same moves.
Ye Xiangyang's moves were obviously sluggish. They should be sluggish. He had just started learning Southern Bear Fist this morning. How could he compare with Ye Xiangming who had been practicing for several years
Ye Xiangyang was not afraid either, because he had an advantage that Ye Xiangming did not have. That was that he had undergone hair removal and marrow cleansing, and his tendons, bones, blood and flesh had all been developed and trained unprecedentedly. His body was so strong that even a two-star Xuanshi could not compare to him.
Since Ye Xiangyang was not familiar with the boxing skills, he and Ye Xiangming took turns punching each other, hitting directly on the body.
Bang bang, the sound of physical combat stimulated the nerve endings of everyone present.
People were surprised to see that between the two people fighting each other, Ye Xiangyang was not in a passive position, unable to fight back. He was like an angry bear, shaking his limbs, whirring in the wind, and fighting with an amazing momentum.
The new disciples on the periphery looked at the two people fighting in the field, like ducks being held by the neck, with clucking sounds in their throats. They could never have imagined that Ye Xiangyang could cultivate to the second star of Xuanshi without using the resources of the Ye family compound and without using the Ye family's martial arts. This was a surprising and inexplicable absurdity.
They were shocked, and the low-level Xuanists of the Ye family were even more shocked.
Most of them are still one-star Xuanshi. They know very well how long the distance is and how much resources are needed from the beginning of cultivation to one-star Xuanshi, and from one-star Xuanshi to two-star Xuanshi.
Everyone in the Ye family knew that Ye Xiangyang's family was extremely poor and had no food to eat, but he had actually cultivated to the second star of Xuanshi. Isn't this a complete blow to people's self-confidence
"Isn't Ye Xiangyang a true Xuanshi 2-star?"
"Who knows? Seeing him fighting with Ye Xiangming now, he is really a second-star Xuanshi."
"Damn it, we used so much resources from our family to cultivate to the first star of Xuanshi. He has no resources and even can't eat enough. How did he cultivate to the second star of Xuanshi?"
They were depressed, and Ye Xiangming was even more depressed.
After more than a dozen punches, he felt a dull pain in the places where Ye Xiangyang hit him, and it was even said that it was affecting the performance of his martial arts, which made him tremble with fear.
On the other hand, Ye Xiangyang was still as vigorous as ever, with a fearless fighting spirit. Ye Xiangming did not dare to confront him head-on anymore.
He wanted to rely on his skilled boxing skills to win, but who knew that after a few rounds of boxing, Ye Xiangyang's boxing skills became more and more sophisticated, and the Nanxiong Fist in his hands exerted unexpected power.
He was moving more and more agilely, his legs and feet were moving more and more methodical, and his footwork was becoming more and more sophisticated. Now, it was becoming increasingly unrealistic for Ye Xiangming to gain an advantage over Ye Xiangyang just by relying on his boxing and footwork.
Every time he performed the Southern Bear Fist, it was like practicing for Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangming felt so depressed that he vomited blood: "Oh my god, am I his coach? Look at me using this trick to take you down."
Bang!
Two muffled sounds were heard, and Ye Xiangming stepped back seven or eight steps, his eyes full of surprise. He stared at Ye Xiangyang, and roared in his heart: "Impossible, how is it possible?"
Ye Xiangyang collided with him with his fist, then moved his body, and his left fist hit him on the right rib, making him retreat seven or eight steps. His ribs felt unbearable pain, as if they were broken.
How could this kid grasp the opportunity so accurately, find the flaw so accurately, and break Nan Xiongquan's desperate attack.
I have been practicing hard for more than a year to reach this level today. How did this kid do that? Why didn’t I notice it when I beat him yesterday? Could it be that he was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger yesterday
Ye Xiangming knew he was no match for his opponent, so he would not seek trouble. He smiled coldly, "Ye Xiangyang, don't be too proud too soon. You beat Ye Xianghui like this, his father and brother will never forgive you. You should know that his brother is in charge of the medicinal field."
Ye Xiangyang was suddenly shocked. His parents worked in the medicinal field. Who could guarantee that they would not vent their anger on his parents for today's incident? He had only thought about revenge and venting his anger, but he did not expect that there were these gimmicks in it. What should he do
Although I can fight against Xuanshi Two Star, I will definitely not be a match for Xuanshi Three Star. Even if I am a match, can I still influence their power to execute management
Ye Xiangyang not only lost the excitement of winning against the two of them, but after Ye Xiangming's words, his fists clenched and made a crackling sound. Or was it because his strength was too low? His current strength was far from enough to change the predicament in front of him.
If I were a five-star Xuanshi, if I were a Xuanshi master, would my parents still suffer like that
A strong desire once again emanated from his heart: "Strength, I need strength."
"Hmph, let them take revenge. If they dare, I will get it back tenfold or a hundredfold." Ye Xiangyang's face looked a little ferocious.
Everyone left, and Ye Xianghui was supported by several people and left.
Everyone looked at Ye Xiangyang with some fear in their eyes. This slightly frail kid actually had such a strong explosive power. He was already a second-star Xuanshi before he entered the Ye family compound.
The fifth elder saw everything. He said nothing, but his heart was in turmoil. After all the children left, he walked quickly towards the head of the family.
When he told the family head Ye Yongqing what happened, Ye Yongqing's eyes sparkled: "Are you saying that Ye Xiangyang was able to defeat Ye Xianghui and Ye Xiangming today after practicing Xuan Qi for the first time?"
If this is true, he is an extraordinary genius, at least an extraordinary genius that the Ye family has not seen in many years. The rise of an extraordinary genius can drive the family's advancement and is a blessing for the family.
"Absolutely good. He just learned our Ye family's Southern Bear Six Styles today. Within half an hour, mysterious power was generated in his body and hidden in the first meridian." The fifth elder said excitedly.
Ye Yongqing's dull dark face was full of excitement: "Oh, then how could this kid possibly defeat Xuanshi One Star and Xuanshi Two Star?"
The fifth elder chuckled and said, "Master, he has a special physique."
Ye Yongqing certainly knew what a special physique was. That is, a physique with unexpected special abilities. These people had unique conditions in cultivation that others did not have.
"Could it be that God wants to revive my Ye family?" Ye Yongqing murmured excitedly, "If that's the case, you should keep the matter under control and wait and see how it develops."
On his way home, Ye Xiangyang saw several butchers from the Ye family pulling a cart with several large barrels on it. The barrels were full of blood - the blood of monsters, which were being pushed out of the slaughterhouse.
Ye Xiangyang was shocked, and remembered that the various energies in Wushen Tiangong were all boundless, and that monster blood was also an energy that he could absorb, so he stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing pushing monster blood?"
If it was the day before yesterday, no one would pay attention to him, the poorest boy outside the Ye family.
Everyone in Zhenhai City knew the results of yesterday's test. People with two-star talents were destined to become masters they looked up to, destined to reach heights they could never reach. With such potential, coupled with Ye Xiangyang's politeness, these men were very happy: "This is monster blood, let's get rid of it."
Ye Xiangyang's eyes lit up. If the monster blood was given to him, it would help him practice the Martial God Heavenly Art. Therefore, he quickly asked, "Uncle, can you give me the discarded blood?"