After the training, Lu Fei stopped Ye Ming and said, "Follow me."
Ye Mingba followed behind and asked with a smile: "Sister Fei, what's the matter?"
Lu Fei said: "The competition will be held tomorrow. I am a little worried, so I asked my third grandfather to take you to the 'Legendary Stone Wall' to gain insights."
"Legendary Stone Wall? Where is that place?" Ye Ming didn't see this name in the brochure.
Lu Fei said: "The legendary stone wall is the place where the geniuses of the past generations of Dongqi Academy have left their will. Being able to fight against the geniuses of the past generations may help you."
Ye Ming suddenly became energetic and said repeatedly: "Okay!"
After walking a long way, we arrived at the entrance of a large hall. There are three characters "Legend Hall" written on the lintel of this hall. At the entrance of the hall, an old man sat there. Ye Ming took a look, isn't this the old guy guarding the library? It turns out that he is Lu Fei’s third grandfather!
"Third Grandpa." Lu Fei stepped forward and held the old man's arm, smiling and said, "He is Ye Ming."
The old man glanced at Ye Ming and said, "Come with me. Remember, you can only stay for three hours, and come out as soon as the time is up. Only elite disciples are qualified to challenge the legendary photos inside. I let you come This is an exception.”
Ye Ming said quickly: "Junior understands and will come out in time." Ye Ming knew that the old man had a cold face and a warm heart, so he said quickly.
The old man opened the door of the palace and motioned for Ye Ming to go in.
When Ye Ming flashed into the hall, the old man immediately closed the door and said to Lu Fei: "Girl Fei, you are really interested in this boy."
Lu Fei smiled and said: "Third Grandpa, I have let you down over the years. If you don't cultivate a genius, won't you always be disgraced?"
The old man smiled and said, "This guy is pretty good. Those in the elite class don't seem to be as good as him."
Lu Fei was delighted: "Really?"
The old man nodded: "When I was a tutor at Qinglong College, what kind of genius have I not seen? This kid is no worse than them."
Lu Fei's eyes were bright and she said: "Third Grandpa, do you think Ye Ming can reach the end of the legendary stone wall?"
The old man twirled his beard and shook his head repeatedly: "To reach the end is equivalent to defeating all the legendary figures in the history of Dongqi Academy in the warrior realm. Do you think it is possible?"
Lu Fei smiled bitterly: "It is indeed difficult!"
At this time, Ye Ming had entered the main hall, and there was a small door in front of him with the words "Legendary Stone Wall" written on it. And there seems to be something else outside. However, his time was limited and he didn't have time to check, so he just opened the small door and entered the so-called legendary stone wall.
As soon as the small door opens, you enter a long alley. The lane is about ten feet wide, with white stone walls on both sides. On the stone walls are depicted warriors one after another, with different temperaments. The top of the hall is carved with complex patterns.
"Huh? There seems to be something wrong with this alley." He said to himself.
His eyes fell on a portrait. The portrait showed a young man holding a sword, looking very handsome. Suddenly, there was a "boom" in his head, and he entered a bright white space. A young man holding a sword stood opposite him, his face expressionless, exactly what the man in the portrait looked like when he was a teenager.
Bei Ming said: "Master, on the stone walls on both sides, there are photos of the thoughts of the predecessors, and all the photos are controlled by a large formation."
Ye Ming said in surprise: "Isn't it true that these characters are at least martial masters?"
"Not only Martial Lord, there are many pictures of Martial Saints and Martial Gods." Bei Ming said, "If the master wants to look back, he can only fight all the way. However, they all appear at the level of dark power, and they can't occupy the master's body. Cheap."
Ye Ming suddenly became energetic and laughed: "Okay! Let me learn about these legendary figures in history!"
The young man moved his body, using the Qinglong Step, and flew to the immortal with a sword, which was ethereal and uncertain. The sword light was as vast as snow, covering the sky and the earth, with sharp sword energy coming from all directions. Ye Ming laughed loudly, pulled out the Dragon Armor Sword, activated the Liangyi Sword Technique, and fought with it brazenly.
The swordsmanship performed by the opponent was obviously a king-level swordsmanship and extremely powerful. Ye Ming used Liangyi swordsmanship to fight against him, but he didn't suffer at all. The sword lights connected and made a dense impact sound. With every impact, Ye Ming felt a thin force lingering on his dragon armor sword.
"Huh? There is energy hidden in my sword!" Ye Ming was slightly shocked, and immediately took the same approach, hiding the dark energy in the opponent's sword light, which could be detonated at any time.
In this fierce battle between the two sides, Ye Mingzhi was so strong that he could not gain the upper hand for a while. You know, when both parties are at the same level, he has no advantage. This has never happened before.
There is a forbidden area in Dongqi College where several houses have been built. On a small building, a middle-aged man with a solemn temperament is looking ahead. On the wall opposite him, a phantom appeared, with light and shadow shaking inside. It was the scene of Ye Ming fighting Liu Ying.
Behind the middle-aged man, two old men stood with unfathomable auras, giving people a sense of sacredness and solemnity. If anyone with eyesight sees them, they will definitely be shocked, because these two are both martial saints!
An old man with a red face stroked his black beard and said in surprise: "Who is this doll? He can actually compete with Long Aotian's photo, he is really a genius!"
Another old man with fair skin and a black beard said: "Long Aotian has the qualifications of the Holy Body. He was the number one swordsman in our Dongqi Academy back then. Even if he enters Qinglong Academy, he can be ranked first Top ten. Later, he became a generation of Martial Saint, helping our dynasty expand its territory in the outer world, and his achievements are shining brightly."
Speaking of this, the old man with a mustache said to the middle-aged man: "What does the hospital master think of this little baby?"
The middle-aged man was actually the master of the hospital. His aura was even more unfathomable than the two old men. He said calmly: "He was brought here by Old Man Lu. He should be a new student. I feel that he has not tried his best. This time , Long Aotian’s photo is probably going to lose.”
The old man with a mustache was happy and said: "How interesting! This legendary stone wall is arranged from front to back according to strength. There are fifty people in total. This Long Aotian is the weakest one. Haha, you, the master of the hospital, Even if I take a photo, I’m only ranked 30th. I wonder if this doll can reach 30th place?”
The red-faced old man also laughed strangely and said, "I really hope that the dean will be knocked down by him!
The middle-aged man smiled softly and said, "Would you like a bet?"
"How to bet?" asked the red face.
"If this little kid can reach the 30th place in the warrior stage, I will lose a pot of 'Tianjiang' to each of you. If he can't beat me, each of you will lose a pot of 'Tianjiang' to me." The middle-aged man said .
The two old men nodded immediately: "Okay! Although natural wine is rare, we can't disappoint the master of the hospital, so let's take a gamble!"
Long Aotian's swordsmanship was so strange and unparalleled that it was so sharp and ruthless that Ye Ming felt like he couldn't use it. When the fight reached a hundred moves, he let out a long roar and displayed his speed and slow sword intent, and then he slightly overpowered the opponent. When using the Quick and Slow Sword, he kept hiding his strength in the sword. After thirty moves, he suddenly shouted loudly and slashed hard, as fast as lightning.
"Ding!"
Long Aotian's sword was blown away in one fell swoop, the door opened, and then he was killed by Ye Ming's sword. Ye Ming's sword, Yuan Jin was superimposed three times, and Long Aotian was naturally unable to compete and lost in one move.
As soon as Long Aotian was defeated, Ye Ming withdrew from the illusion and reappeared in the alleyway. He continued walking forward and soon came to the second mural. It was an old man with a hunchback, simple clothes and a kind expression.
Just like last time, he came to a bright space again. A hunchbacked young man stood opposite, holding two short sticks and a smile on his face.
Seeing Ye Ming facing the hunchbacked young man, the old man with a mustache who was watching the battle said: "It's the ghost hunchback Wu Yong. This man is a late bloomer. He was still a warrior when he was twenty-five years old, but later he became stronger and stronger. His skills with sticks are astonishing, and he is known as a stick." Holy.”
The middle-aged man said: "Wu used the yin-yang stick method to turn decay into magic, and this kid used the liangyi sword method. The principles of the two are similar. Maybe he can learn something."
On the other side, Wu Yong, the ghost camel, has already taken action. He uses his stick in tandem, one bright and one dark, making it very difficult to deal with. As soon as he got started, Ye Ming felt a sense of suffocation. The sword light was suppressed and huddled up, unable to unfold.
"What kind of stick technique is this? It's so abominable!" Ye Ming said angrily.
Bei Ming: "Master, the stick technique used by the other party contains the wonderful changes of yin and yang."
Ye Ming was awakened by the words, and he tried his best to observe the changes in the opponent's stick skills. After watching for a moment, he said in surprise: "It is indeed a change of yin and yang!"
After fighting dozens of moves in a row, Ye Ming was always at a disadvantage, but he also slowly understood the essence of the opponent's stick technique, the way of changing yin and yang. This change is much more profound than his quick and slow sword.
"Yin and yang embrace each other and give birth to two righteousnesses. My two yang swordsmanship should have more mysterious changes." With a thought in his mind, the mystery of yin and yang gradually appeared in his swordsmanship. At the same time, the Holy Art of Yin and Yang began to operate, and the Yin and Yang array in Niwan Palace underwent wonderful changes, gradually evolving towards the second level.
The six-element arithmetic array continued to be deduced, and the forty-two layers of talisman array restrictions actually kept flying out runes one after another, adding to the Yin-Yang array.
A quarter of an hour later, the yin and yang qi in Ye Ming's body suddenly became smoother, and the yin and yang holy skills advanced to the second level. His swordsmanship also changed, and the weather was unpredictable. Guituo's advantage was lost, and the two sides immediately fought to a draw.
After more than a hundred moves, the Yin Yang Holy Skill successfully broke through to the third level. This was already the ultimate stage of Yuan Jin. I saw that Ye Ming's sword light was clear in black and white, as if divided into two, and the artistic conception had gradually surpassed the opponent's yin and yang stick technique.
After another fifty moves, Ye Ming gave a light shout and used his killing move, cutting the yin and yang into darkness and killing the ghost hunchback under his sword.
This battle was really thrilling. If Ye Ming hadn't made a breakthrough in the battle, he would have lost.
"It's interesting, he actually broke through in the battle. After a few more fights, his swordsmanship should be perfected." Bazixu said with a smile, "Dacheng's Liangyi swordsmanship is very powerful."
With a red face, he said: "I hope he can break through the Huajin. Once the Huajin reaches 100%, his swordsmanship will be considered perfect. It will not be a problem to reach the top thirty."
The middle-aged man smiled "haha": "It seems that I am going to lose two bottles of wine."