Martial Arts Reigns

Chapter 126: The fight for resources begins

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In the next two days, Ye Ming continued to practice the Holy Art of Yin and Yang. Practicing this skill is basically to condense the yin and yang magic circle in the body and continuously improve the level of the yin and yang magic circle. When the fire is high enough, Ye Ming can thrust out with his sword and set up a temporary small yin-yang killing array, causing huge damage to the enemy. There are thirty-six levels of yin and yang's most holy skills, which must be practiced from the warrior stage. Among them, there are three levels in the Yuan Jin stage and three levels in the Gangqi stage.

In two days, relying on the three-yuan arithmetic formation, Ye Ming became more proficient in the first level of yin and yang holy skills. When the sword and light are together, the yin and yang are perfectly matched. When weak, it is like the breeze blowing in the willows, and when strong, it is like a thunderbolt from the sky. One yin and one yang, one static and one moving, puts huge pressure on the enemy in an instant.

On the third day, he went to Duobao Tower and took fifty drops of the blood of the ninth-level dragon elephant.

After getting the blood, Ye Ming returned to the inn and poured a drop on his fingertips. The dragon-elephant blood is golden. At first glance, I thought it was a golden bean. There is only one drop of blood, but it feels like it weighs dozens of kilograms, which is very heavy.

He immediately sat down and swallowed the drop of dragon-elephant blood. In an instant, a barbaric energy was continuously released from his stomach and flowed into his body's meridians, more and more. Ye Ming did not dare to delay and immediately activated the Dragon Elephant Technique with all his strength.

The process of practicing Dragon Elephant Kung Fu is to refine the power in Dragon Elephant blood into the acupoints. According to Ji Tianpeng's memory, exercises such as "Dragon Elephant Technique" can only be found in holy places. The advantage of the Holy Land lies in discovering and cultivating certain bloodline power. The dragon-elephant bloodline is also one of the ancient bloodlines. However, the current dragon elephants can no longer be compared with the ancient dragon elephants.

The ancient dragon elephant is said to be able to carry the world on its back and walk in the vast universe. It is so powerful that with one step, billions of stars will be annihilated and the continent will be shattered. The dragon elephants in this world are just monster beasts with a trace of the blood of the ancient dragon elephants remaining, and they cannot be compared with the ancient dragon elephants at all. Even so, the current Dragon Elephant was at least an eighth-level monster, and its strength was ridiculously powerful.

A drop of Dragon Elephant blood, under the guidance of Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, the power in the blood is evenly integrated into Ye Ming's acupoints. Looking inside, he "saw" a torrent of blood rushing back and forth in his meridians, causing tearing pain in his meridians. If he hadn't been strong enough, all his meridians would have been destroyed and his body would have been seriously injured. .

In the bloody torrent, there was a trace of golden energy, countless times thinner than a hair, running along the torrent.

"Master, immediately borrow the Wushou breath to purify the power in the dragon elephant's blood. As long as that ray of golden energy is extracted, the master's harvest will be incredible!" Bei Ming urged.

Ye Ming opened his eyes and saw Su Lan meditating not far away. He laughed and called in a low voice: "Mei Lan, give me a kiss."

Su Lan opened her beautiful eyes and blushed when she saw Ye Ming smiling meanly. But she also knew that Ye Ming must need the pure breath in her body. It was related to Ye Ming's practice, and she cared about it more than anyone else, so she gave it to Xiang Chun'er without hesitation.

Ye Ming didn't have time to be distracted at the moment, so he immediately kept his mind and worked hard with all his strength. The clean breath entered the body, and immediately began to wash away the blood-colored torrent of energy from the coal.

The bloody torrent is actually the blood power of the Dragon Elephant, which is impure and has no value to the human body. Only that ray of golden energy is the essence of Dragon Elephant's blood, which is inherited from the ancient Dragon Elephant. Under the purification of Wushou's aura, the blood color gradually disappeared, and finally there was only a subtle golden light left, which slowly penetrated into the body.

When this ray of gold was all absorbed, Ye Ming felt that his physical strength had improved significantly, at least he had gained more than a thousand kilograms! One drop of blood adds a thousand pounds, how much can fifty drops increase? He couldn't help but get excited.

In this way, Ye Ming kept taking the blood of dragon and elephant, two drops, three drops, four drops, as his physical strength continued to increase. When he refined the forty-fifth drop of dragon elephant blood, the acupoint seemed to have reached its limit and could no longer absorb it. This means that he has successfully practiced the first level of Dragon Elephant Kung Fu! A rough estimate shows that his physical strength has increased by more than 60,000 kilograms! If combined with his original strength, his current strength is well over one hundred thousand kilograms!

With the strength of one hundred thousand kilograms, Ye Ming suddenly felt different. Every move he makes is extremely calm, giving people a strange feeling of lifting weight with ease. When I walk, I feel light and airy, as if I am stepping on clouds. If he jumps, he can jump fifty or sixty meters high.

Su Lan has been practicing with Ye Ming for more than ten days, and her mouth is numb from kisses, but she is still very happy in her heart. Ye Ming seems to have changed completely. Originally Ye Ming also asked her to practice Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, but Su Lan refused because she thought she was not good at power-based kung fu. Of course, she didn't gain nothing. Ye Ming passed on Taiyi Divine Technique to her.

Su Lan is very smart. With the help of Ye Ming, she has condensed the one-yuan arithmetic array, which will be of great help to her future practice.

After practicing silently in the inn for so long, the competition for resources in Tianyimen is about to begin, and people from all major forces gather in Tianyimen. Ye Ming took Su Lan to Tianyimen.

Tianyimen is located on a mountain outside Yancheng. The mountain gate is wide open and experts gather. Zhong Shenxiu and others had arrived a long time ago. As soon as Ye Ming arrived, he was called over by the elders of Chiyangmen and quickly met Zhong Shenxiu. Zhong Shenxiu's momentum was completely different from before. It was obvious that he had broken through to the realm of Wuzong. There is a huge gap between a Wuzong and a great martial artist. After becoming a Wuzong, you will have unique martial arts ideas, which is commendable.

More than 99% of the world's martial arts and martial arts were created by Wu Zong or people above him. It is very difficult for people under Wu Zong to create martial arts, because they have not formed their own martial arts ideas.

Zhong Shenxiu was promoted to Wuzong, and his aura changed drastically. He glanced at Ye Ming and said happily: "Okay, you seem to have made another breakthrough."

Sun Guang was next to him, and he said coldly: "Master, Ye Ming seems to be a ninth-grade warrior. Isn't it appropriate for him to participate in the fight?"

Zhong Shenxiu said calmly: "We will know in a moment whether it is suitable or not. Elder Sun, didn't you unite with many disciples from the sect in private? You said you would share the results equally after achieving the results. I wonder what the results will be?"

Sun Guang said calmly: "The leader is joking. I don't have time to unite with any inner disciples. It's nothing."

Sun Guang refused to admit it, so Zhong Shenxiu stopped mentioning it and said to Ye Ming and Su Land: "Ye Ming, I will send you two to participate this time, are you sure?"

Ye Ming: "Uncle Master, Su Lan and I will do our best."

"It doesn't matter if you don't get the ranking." Zhong Shenxiu said very relaxedly, "Safety comes first. Tianyi Sect's resources have been sold out, which is about 800,000 Martial Lord Coins. We can withdraw as much as we can."

In the square of Tianyimen, a large arena stood in the center, and people from all walks of life gathered together. Zhong Shenxiu took the ten inner disciples from the Chiyang Sect to the open space in front of the arena, waiting for the game to begin. The competition was hosted by the Sheriff's Mansion. Zhou Hao came to the stage like a young adult and said loudly: "This time, a total of ninety people participated in the arena, and all parties have submitted their names of participating disciples. Next, I will announce the first place The match list for the knockout rounds.”

"The first game, Ma Yuanfang versus Zhao Fengliu."

Immediately, two young men jumped onto the ring. These two are both first-class warriors with powerful energy. As soon as they came up, they flew into the air and attacked with powerful force. The Gang Qi of the two people, one blue and one purple, were as brilliant as fireworks when they collided, their momentum was like a rainbow, and their sound was like thunder.

"Gangqi Feihong should not be underestimated. The strength of these two people is no less than 40,000 kilograms." Ye Ming looked solemn.

Bei Ming said: "When the master comes on stage, he must use the power of the Phantom Step to win the battle in one fell swoop. Don't waste time with them."

Ye Ming: "With the magic step and Liangyi swordsmanship, I have a better chance of winning. Unfortunately, weapons are not allowed to be used in the arena, otherwise I would use all the weapons."

Just as he was thinking about it, a person on the ring was knocked away, but he was not injured. The first-grade warrior's Gangqi Feihong has a very strong defense and cannot be easily injured.

"Zhao Fengliu wins!"

"The second game, Zhao Ritian versus Han Lei."

As soon as Zhou Hao finished speaking, the audience exploded.

"I'll take the test! Zhao Ritian, who is it that makes such a fool of himself?"

"It seems to be someone from Chiyang Clan."

Zhao Ritian walked to the ring carelessly and said to his opponent: "Boy, you have already lost."

Opposite Han Lei is the inner sect of Sheyang Sect. His triangular eyes flashed with cold light and he said coldly: "Really?"

"boom!"

The arena shook, and Han Lei suddenly flew up. A black aura enveloped him and blasted towards Zhao Ritian like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that it almost broke the speed of sound.

Zhao Ritian shouted loudly, without moving his feet, he punched straight out. In an instant, a crimson cloud swept out, stinging people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. It condensed into a huge fist of Gang Qi, making a roaring sound of thunder, with an astonishing momentum.

There was a loud noise and the figures separated. Zhao Ritian remained motionless, Han Lei was knocked away by a punch, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

In the audience, Zhong Shenxiu nodded slightly: "Zhao Ritian has practiced the "Red Yang Kung" to the sixth level. This Han Lei is no match for him."

The Chiyang Sect has a fourth-level skill called "Chiyang Gong", which can cultivate Chiyang Qi and is extremely powerful. Zhao Ritian is very talented in it, and he has cultivated to the sixth level in one breath, reaching the realm of red sun generating light.

There was a big gap in strength between the two. Han Lei was seriously injured and did not continue the attack and chose to abstain.

"Zhao Ritian wins!"

"I didn't expect this hanging man to be quite strong." People commented.

In this way, the competition continued one after another, and in the thirtieth game, it was Ye Ming's turn.

"The thirtieth match, Ye Ming versus Xiao Jian."

Ye Ming came to the stage, and a young man came across from him. He was sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing gray clothes and gray eyes. His steps were mechanical and precise, like measuring with a ruler. The way he walked was very special. First he took a step forward with his left leg, then his right leg followed, and his right leg was always in front of his left leg.

Seeing Xiao Jian's strange movements, Ye Ming frowned slightly. He showed his Dragon Armor Sword and prepared to fight this battle with Liangyi Sword Technique.