On the other side, Ye Zhenxiong and Wu Shihao have returned to the Ye family. As a guest, Wu Shihao could not get involved in the Ye family's affairs, so he went back to his room to rest. As for the Ye family, because of Ye Zhenxiong's experience, they held a family meeting in the meeting hall for the second time.
"What? You said little beast Ye Ming is already little Zhou Tian?" After hearing Ye Zhenxiong's words, Ye Zhenxiong's face changed drastically, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and there was a trace of fear in the depth of his eyes.
Ye Zhenxiong was almost caught by Ye Ming, and he kept saying with fear: "Yes, Uncle Wu was there at the time, and he also said that Ye Ming was at least the fourth level of martial arts disciple!"
Ye Zhenying didn't believe it at all. He frowned and said: "Zhenxiong, are you talking nonsense? I followed my grandfather's instructions and used Ghost Ax Fist to destroy his meridians. How can he still practice? And he has reached the fourth level of martial arts. ?”
Ye Wansheng frowned. He glanced at the half-dead Ye Yong and asked: "Ye Yong, you have fought with Ye Ming. Tell everyone, what is Ye Ming's current strength?"
Ye Yong barely had the strength to speak, and half of his body was disabled. It was good to be alive now. Upon hearing the question, he showed a look of horror on his face and murmured: "The power of that little beast's punch is comparable to that of the ninth level martial arts disciple, I am no match for him!"
"Are you talking nonsense! Comparable to the ninth level of martial arts? Even a genius from a great religion is not so terrifying, right? With Ye Ming's virtue, do you think he is comparable to the ninth level of martial arts?" Ye Zhenying still didn't believe it. He didn't believe that a loser who was stepped on by him at the beginning has become so powerful now. This is completely unreasonable!
Ye Ziyuan and others also frowned, feeling that Ye Yong's words were too exaggerated.
Poor Ye Yong was too seriously injured. Seeing that others didn't believe what he said with great difficulty, he became so anxious that he fainted.
The Ye family didn't care about him. Ye Wansheng said solemnly: "It's always right to be careful. Since Ye Ming's strength is comparable to the ninth level of martial arts, then don't blame us for being ruthless. The competition will be in three days, and he must not be allowed to appear. ! Otherwise, no one in the young generation of the Ye family will be his enemy."
Ye Wanming's eyes flashed and he said: "Brother, this matter needs to be handled by outsiders, so leave it to me."
Regarding Ye Wanming, Ye Wansheng was quite relieved. He nodded: "I have to prepare for the martial arts competition, but I have no skills. Third brother will have to work hard for this."
At dawn, Ye Wanming appeared next to the Li River like a ghost. Not long after, a man in black clothes covered with a black scarf appeared silently like a ghost. He asked in a dark voice: "Ye Wanming, what do you want from me?"
Ye Wanming quickly raised his hands and said with a smile on his face: "I've met the gang leader!"
"Hmph! The Black Wind Gang has been destroyed a long time ago, and I am not a gang leader now. Tell me, what is going on?" the man in black said impatiently.
Ye Wanming chuckled: "It's nothing serious, I just want to ask the gang leader to kill someone."
"Oh? Who are you going to kill?" the man in black asked.
"A junior from our Ye family, his name is Ye Ming. His cultivation level is not high. He may only be at the fifth level of martial arts." Ye Wanming said.
The man in black sneered: "Fifth level martial artist? Are you kidding me? You can take care of such a small person by yourself, do you need me to take action?"
Ye Wanming said quickly: "The gang leader doesn't know something. That boy's strength is comparable to the ninth level of martial arts. At the moment, the strongest in our Ye family is only the ninth level of martial arts. If we attack him rashly, I'm afraid there will be risks. Besides, we don't I want to attack my own people, so I have no choice but to trouble the gang leader.”
The man in black snorted heavily and said, "If it weren't for your Ye family's convenience, I wouldn't bother to care about your family's bad affairs."
"Yes, yes, it is a blessing for the Ye family to be able to serve the gang leader. This time, the gang leader will be the one to serve. It is best to get rid of that little beast within three days. Don't let him mess up the family competition." Ye Wanming said.
"Okay, I understand. I'll ask someone to give me the address and portrait later. I'll deal with it as soon as possible." The man in black waved his hand impatiently and disappeared in a flash.
Ye Wanming breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said: "Huh! Little beast, no matter how powerful you are, can you beat a warrior? Just wait to die!"
But he said that Ye Ming had been waiting at the inn all night, but the Ye family didn't send anyone over. He was surprised. Simply stop thinking about it and concentrate on practicing Julang Fist.
"Boom boom boom!"
Eight waves of vitality are formed in the meridians one after another, surging in cycles.
"Huh? I can actually hold on for ten rounds. It seems that I can continue to practice!" Ye Ming became excited. The higher the level of Julang Boxing, the greater his chance of winning tomorrow!
Immediately, he instigated nine waves of vitality, surging and circulating in the two meridians of Ren and Du.
"One circle, two circles, three circles!" He counted silently, and the ninth-level energy wave circulated for five times before stopping.
"Nine levels of vitality wave! It's done!" He felt excited.
Bei Ming said at this time: "Master, Julang Fist has been perfected. If you practice it frequently, it will be of great benefit to your body."
Ye Ming nodded. He had long seen the effect of Julang Fist and was determined to practice more in the future to strengthen his physique.
"Beiming, I am now a fifth-level martial arts practitioner. Should I be able to practice the "Innate Tendon Changing Jing"?"
Bei Ming: "Yes, Master. As long as you practice three movements in the "Innate Yijin Jing", you can get the devil's blessing and strengthen your muscles. There are also three levels of muscle refining, namely leopard tendons, tiger tendons, and dragon tendons. Leopard tendons Like a bow, tiger tendons like iron, and dragon tendons flying like snow, they will respectively achieve breakthroughs in speed, strength, and lightness.",
After Beiming finished speaking, he taught Ye Ming the contents of the "Innate Yijin Jing". So for the next whole day, Ye Ming practiced in the inn. Another layer of divine light besides the nine-turn foundation-building elixir constantly releases strange power to temper the muscles.
At nightfall, Ye Ming suddenly heard a cold snort coming from outside the window. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who?" With a sway, he rushed out the door and saw a black figure floating quickly into the distance.
"Where to go!" Ye Ming concluded that the other party must be someone sent by the Ye family. He now hated Ye Wansheng and others so much that he immediately chased after them.
In the dark night, the man in black ran as fast as lightning, and Ye Ming could not catch up immediately. Unconsciously, the two of them ran to the shore of the Li River one after the other. At this time, the man in black suddenly stopped.
Ye Ming became alert. He stopped twenty steps away and asked coldly: "Who are you?"