A group of young people gathered in a small valley among the mountains outside Longyuan Town.
All of them were dressed in white, with red cuffs and sun patterns on their cuffs.
The leader is also dressed in white, the difference is that the cuffs are rolled in gold.
However, the most striking thing about him is the faint scars on his face. The scars are very shallow and almost disappear, but this young man can still feel the burning pain on his face, just like the beginning.
Especially when someone in front of him was staring straight at the scar on his face, Chao Yuanlong only felt that the wound that did not exist already hurt even more.
Behind Chao Yuanlong, a group of Da Ri Sacred Sect disciples all lowered their heads, looked at their noses with their eyes, their noses at their hearts, and remained silent.
The young man who was also whipped by Yan Zhaoge with a bamboo branch before did not even dare to take a breath.
In front of everyone, stood a man in white, looking at them expressionlessly.
The real age of the man in white is not very old, about twenty-five or six years old, but he has a big beard and looks mighty and rough.
His voice was also rough: "Is there a trace of her?"
Chao Yuanlong said: "Someone has seen her in the Luliao Mountains outside Zhenlongyuan."
The man in white nodded, and Chao Yuanlong continued: "I just received the news that Junior Sister Meng also came out of the mountain gate and came here."
"You don't need to worry about Junior Sister Meng." The white-clothed man's expression remained unchanged, but the conversation suddenly changed: "You were beaten into such a virtue by that Yan Zhaoge alone?"
Chao Yuanlong was silent for a while, and said slowly: "This time, a certain family lost, and a certain family has nothing to say. This shame, I will personally avenge it in the future!"
A young disciple glanced at Chao Yuanlong and whispered, "Senior brother Xiao, you want to..."
The man in white with a beard snorted: "Of course I have to meet Yan Zhaoge first."
He grinned: "The fourth son of the current generation, he is the most popular son of Guangcheng."
"But now that he's not in the Waigang realm, it's really unexpected that he can beat Junior Brother Chao like this."
Chao Yuanlong remained silent with a sullen face, while the other disciples of the Great Sun Sacred Sect showed hopeful expressions on their faces: "Senior brother Xiao, do you want to make a move?"
The person in front of him is named Xiao Sheng, he is older than Chao Yuanlong, he has been practicing longer than Chao Yuanlong, and his cultivation level is much higher than Chao Yuanlong's at present, he is already a master in the late stage of Waigang.
Like Chao Yuanlong, they are the top geniuses of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, and they are the best among warriors in their respective age groups and in their current realms.
The difference is that although Chao Yuanlong is a genius, he has no background. It's just that his elders saw him as outstanding, so they worked hard to cultivate him.
Xiao Sheng is similar to Yan Zhaoge, his maternal grandfather was a grand elder of the Great Sun Sect, a top expert in the realm of the old Grand Master.
Those who are ranked among the fourth sons of the current generation, apart from their own outstanding talents, are also from outstanding family backgrounds.
The son of the patriarch of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, nicknamed Prince Puzhao, together with Yan Zhaoge, the son of Guangcheng, was called the fourth son of the current generation.
Because of being in the same family as Young Master Puzhao, Xiao Sheng was not included in the list of the Fourth Young Masters, this has always been a small problem of Xiao Sheng.
He usually disliked Yan Zhaoge, who was the youngest among the four selected.
But due to the length of training time and age, it was always Chao Yuanlong who was competing with Yan Zhaoge, but he was not easy to fight because of his realm.
"The so-called Mr. Guangcheng was just a joke before." Xiao Sheng sneered slightly: "Now it seems that you underestimated him?"
"You continue to help me find someone. With definite results, I will promise nothing less."
"I'll go to Linyuan City and weigh it to see how much Yan Zhaoge weighs?"
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Since the days after the interrogation ended, Yan Zhaoge has been staying in Linyuan City, going in and out of Longyuan Town from time to time, using the chaotic aura in it to practice and sharpen his stellar aura.
Apart from practicing in Zhenlongyuan, Yan Zhaoge did not relax in Linyuan City.
In the quiet room, Yan Zhaoge stood on the ground and put on a punch, his whole demeanor changed immediately!
The posture looks a little funny, like a big ape, but Yan Zhaoge's whole body is filled with a vicious bloody breath, the muscles on his body are swollen one by one, and the big tendons under the muscles are constantly beating, as if one by one is being suppressed The angry dragon kept rolling.
In an instant, a person seemed to be transformed into an ancient demon ape, extremely fierce.
Yan Zhaoge nodded in satisfaction: "Six Spirits Demon Fist is indeed a good martial art."
The Six Spirits Demon Fist is a top-notch martial arts method stored in the shrine before the Great Destruction. It was created from the observation of six powerful monsters by the ancestors, and later gradually evolved into the secret martial arts of the magical way.
Any one of the six-way boxing techniques is an extraordinary skill in martial arts.
Although Yan Zhaoge's current body has achieved the state of a master, he has transformed his inner qi into gang qi, and has even reached the late stage of inner gang.
But from Yan Zhaoge's point of view, there is still room for improvement in the foundation laid during the body training stage.
So I specifically chose the Six Spirits Demon Fist to re-train my muscles and bones.
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Yan Zhaoge has been doing this kind of training since he came to this world through the second time travel and became the new owner of his body.
Chao Yuanlong, who had been on equal footing with the original owner of his body before, was beaten like a dead dog by the current Yan Zhaoge. It wasn't that he was too good, but that Yan Zhaoge's improvement was all-round.
Not only are the kendo moves more subtle, the vision is higher, but the physical foundation is also stronger.
After practicing the Dali Yuanmo Fist, Yan Zhaoge changed his body and used another punch.
With a low hum, the muscles of Yan Zhaoge's whole body were knotted. Under the skin, countless large tendons were kinked together, supporting his skin, making the already tough skin even stronger.
But it is another six-spirit magic fist, the Lingxi magic fist, which originated from the ancient monster, the great rhinoceros, and its defensive power is second to none in the world.
After Lingxi Demon Fist, it turned into Dinghai Spirit Fist. Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless, like a sculpture.
But the ground below him was vibrating strangely, as if it had suddenly turned into water.
The surface of the water fluctuates suddenly and still, which is hard to figure out.
Like a giant tortoise, four giant feet like pillars of heaven step into the sea, like four sea-fixing needles, firmly anchoring the thousands of miles of sea waves, and the waves are calm.
Although this giant tortoise has great power at first glance, its temperament is extremely gentle, just like an eminent monk sitting in meditation, it is extremely patient and unassuming.
After practicing Dinghai Lingquan, Yan Zhaoge got up, and the fist changed again.
The Dali Yuanmoquan that he had practiced before was fierce and violent, like a gust of wind and fire, a tsunami and landslides.
But the boxing technique at this moment is small and flexible, with the movement of the fingers, it is like spinning silk, holding the wind and asking the willows, and walking in a soft and yin way.
The Heavenly Snake King Fist is also one of the six spirit magic fists. When Yan Zhaoge made a move, his arms were twisted and turned inwards, combined with his breath, he made a "hissing" sound, like a spirit snake spitting out a letter.
It wasn't Yan Zhaoge's intentional imitation, the sound came out completely naturally, Yan Zhaoge was practicing boxing in the room, and the room seemed to be raising a big snake, hissing non-stop.
And this hissing sound was not produced by the agitation of Gang Qi, but by pure flesh and blood.
Yan Zhaoge is practicing boxing at this moment, not moving any internal qi, just exercising his flesh and bones.
After going through several punches in succession, Yan Zhaoge stopped, but did not rest, but sat cross-legged on the ground again.
"The tempering of Gang Qi in Zhenlongyuan is enough, and everything will come naturally, so it's better to take this step today."