Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Wei Yang stood in a messy, dilapidated and crumbling hall.

"The power is pretty good."

He looked down at his palms and grinned.

This time he tested the power of the Mad Lion's Roar and achieved an effect that surprised him.

Xuan level advanced fighting skills, combined with supporting techniques.

He may even have only exerted one-tenth of the true power of the Mad Lion's Roar, and it is already so terrifying.

Wei Yang stepped forward and leaned down to pick up a ring from the messy ground.

This is Mu Snake's ring.

A large knife full of cracks was inserted crookedly not far away.

The leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group has no bones left.

"That's what it feels like."

Wei Yang closed his eyes slightly, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This powerful feeling of crushing the enemy made him obsessed.

This is the correct way to open it.

Crush with absolute strength, flying dragon directly rides on the face, causing the enemy to fly into ashes and be annihilated.

High-end crushing game.

Leap level?

It is impossible to leapfrog a higher level. It will never be possible to leapfrog a higher level. He only wants to be surpassed, not to surpass others.

Only the crushed enemy is a good enemy.

It's too tiring to play against the wind. How easy is it to overwhelm a game like this?

"The Wolf Head Mercenary Group seems to have a second in command, his name is Gan Mu?"

"I didn't see him, either he wasn't there, or he hid because the situation was bad."

"Forget it, it's just a small role."

Wei Yang was too lazy to look for it, he was just an eight-nine star fighter at best.

Throwing the ring in his hand, Wei Yang turned and left.

…

The carriage left Qingshan Town.

In the carriage.

"Sir, are you okay?" Ye Xian'er stared at Wei Yang with her beautiful eyes and asked worriedly.

Wei Yang waved his hand indifferently and said casually: "It's okay. I can crush it easily. What can happen?"

Hearing this, Ye Xianer gently covered her rosy mouth with her beautiful hands, her pretty face full of shock.

The famous wolf-headed mercenary group, easily crushed?

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was only a few years older than himself, Ye Xianer's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance.

When Wei Yang saw this, his heart moved, he winked at her and struck while the iron was hot, "As long as I'm here, I'll beat up whoever dares to bully you."

Ye Xian'er immediately blushed and lowered her head, her red lips pursed slightly, feeling sweet in her heart. She picked up the teapot and poured water for him, and responded softly: "Yes."

Immediately, she looked in the direction of Qingshan Town and asked curiously: "Then how are they?"

"I've almost wiped him out. There's only one second-in-command named Gan Mu left. No one is seen." Wei Yang took a sip of tea and shrugged, "It's just a small character. I'm too lazy to look for him."

Wei Yang took out a ring from his arms and poured soul power into it. Since Mu She was dead, the remaining soul imprint inside was naturally unstoppable and was easily broken through by Wei Yang's powerful soul power.

There was a space of about five square meters inside. Wei Yang searched it with his soul power, and after a while he took out several books and scrolls.

Xuan level low-level fighting skills, wind blade sword dance.

Xuan level low-level body technique, Feng Xiangbu.

A low-level Xuan-level skill, Wu Feng Jue.

Huang level advanced fighting skill, Wind Stab.

In Najie, these are the things Wei Yang is slightly interested in.

There were a lot of other gold coins, magic cores, herbs, sundries, etc., but they didn't arouse much interest in him. He didn't bother to look carefully, so he just threw the silver-white Na ring to Ye Xian'er, "Here, this low-level Na ring." Ring, I’ll give it to you.”

"Ah?" Ye Xian'er was surprised and caught the ring, then handed it back quickly and said: "How can this be done? This is too precious."

Najie is so precious.

Ye Xianer thought for a while.

She felt that if she was packaged and sold, she would not be worth a single ring.

"Stop being so wordy."

Wei Yang took the ring and grabbed her jade hand. It was soft and smooth, warm and slightly cool, as if it were boneless, making people feel like they couldn't put it down.

He couldn't help but lower his head and look at it.

Fair, delicate, and slender, with a touch of pink on the fingertips, very beautiful.

Ye Xianer was stunned.

When Wei Yang grabbed his slender hand, the warmth from the opponent's palm made Ye Xianer's delicate body tremble, and her face instantly turned a delicate red.

In particular, this annoying guy was staring straight at her hands. His fiery gaze seemed to burn the skin on the back of her hands, making her whole body weak.

Ye Xian'er's beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, her breathing became a little rapid, her mouth opened and she gasped, and her slightly bulging chest rose and fell rapidly.

He gently twitched his hand, but was unable to pull it out. He felt so embarrassed that he had no choice but to turn his face to the side.

That look made Wei Yang's throat feel a little dry. He took a breath and put the ring on Ye Xian'er's slender ring finger on his right hand.

I tried it on, but the size wasn't quite right and it seemed a little loose.

"Are you ready?" came a voice as thin as a mosquito.

Wei Yang looked up and saw a pretty face that looked both happy and angry, with a hint of shame and annoyance in its beautiful eyes.

"Cough." Wei Yang reluctantly let go of his hand, coughed lightly, and sat back down.

"Huh." Ye Xian'er snorted softly, retracted her hand, hid it in her sleeve and covered it, biting her red lips lightly with her teeth, with an expression that seemed angry or annoyed, she turned her body to the side and faced him with the back of her head.

The atmosphere became a little awkward and charming, and a hint of ambiguity filled the car.

At this moment, it seemed that even the air suddenly became quiet.

After a while.

"Ahem, what, the size is a little wrong."

Wei Yang touched his nose in embarrassment and said: "When I go back, I will teach you how to practice. After you cultivate the Dou Qi, you can use the Dou Qi to use the Na Jie. After refining the Na Jie, you can do whatever you want. Adjusted the ring size a bit.”

Ye Xian'er's cheeks, which still had some baby fat, were red and slightly bulging like buns. She rolled her eyes at him from the corner of her eyes, pouted, and ignored him.

Wei Yang was asking for trouble and had no choice but to smile, secretly blaming himself for being too impatient and annoying the beauty, so he picked up a few books on martial arts and fighting skills and started studying them.

Mu Snake still has something, three Xuan-level low-level martial arts and fighting skills, and one yellow-level high-level fighting skill 'Wind Stab', but unfortunately they are all wind attributes.

It's not that Wei Yang can't practice, but after all, the attributes are different, so he definitely won't be able to exert the full power of his fighting skills.

Forget about the martial arts and the wind-blade sword dance, they are just for reference at most.

As for that body fighting skill, Feng Xiang Bu, you can actually learn it and use it with fire attribute fighting spirit. You can almost bring out 70 to 80% of the power of this body fighting skill.

It can be regarded as having a quasi-mysterious effect.

The yellow-level advanced fighting skill 'Wind Stab' is also good. It can be used with a gun, sword or finger.

After Wei Yang learned it, he used his fingers to perform it, which was considered an additional method.

He immediately started studying it with relish.

That's it, after a while.

Ye Xian'er secretly glanced sideways and saw that he was reading a book seriously. She took a deep breath and then looked away angrily.

After a while.

"Hey." Ye Xian'er shouted angrily.

"What for?" Wei Yang looked away from the scroll and looked up at her.

"Didn't you say you wanted to teach me how to practice?" Ye Xian'er rolled her eyes at him with an irritated look.

"Yes, I said I would teach you when I get back." Wei Yang nodded.

"I want to learn now." Ye Xian'er said.

There seemed to be a bit of coquettishness in the tone.

"Oh, okay." Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to understand something vaguely, and nodded quickly in agreement.

He dropped the scroll in his hand and diligently came to sit next to Ye Xian'er.

"You, you are not allowed to act like a hooligan, and you are not allowed to bully me." Ye Xian'er glared at him.

"How could I?" Wei Yang cried out for injustice and refused to admit it until he was beaten to death.

"Humph." Ye Xian'er snorted.

"In the early stage of a fighter's training, what he cultivates is the spirit of fighting... At this stage, the main focus is on strengthening the body and laying the foundation..." Wei Yang said carefully.

Ye Xian'er listened with a serious look on her face and asked questions from time to time, and Wei Yang also answered them in detail.

Just as he was talking, he seemed a little unruly. The beautiful woman was beside him, and the delicious fragrance lingered in his nose.

Wei Yang glanced at Ye Xian'er, who was listening carefully, and tentatively moved his body closer to Ye Xian'er.

Then he secretly observed her reaction with his peripheral vision.

Ye Xian'er just bit her red lips with her teeth and had no reaction.

Wei Yang suddenly became energetic and moved carefully again, inadvertently getting close to her delicate body.

The two people's arms touched each other through the cloth. Ye Xian'er's body trembled, she blushed and lowered her head without making a sound.

Wei Yang picked up the tea cup with his other hand and took a sip of water before continuing.

But his left hand moved quietly as if inadvertently, and finally gently wrapped his arms around her waist.

Ye Xian'er's body trembled again, but there was still no response, but his face became even redder.

Wei Yang was not polite when he saw this. With a little force on his arm, Ye Xianer's shoulders leaned into his arms.

With her soft and delicate body in his arms, and his nose sniffing the delicious fragrance of her hair, Wei Yang couldn't hide his joy.

Of course, now he is not thinking about doing anything to Ye Xian'er, he is just giving her a hug.

After all, Ye Xianer is still young now.

Emotions should be cultivated from an early age.

"You bullied me again." Ye Xian'er lowered her head, and her almost inaudible voice came slowly.

Wei Yang lowered his head and couldn't see her expression at the moment. He could only see a red side face and delicate pink earlobes.

"No, I'm just giving you a hug and I promise not to do anything." Wei Yang said softly.

"I don't believe you." Ye Xian'er snorted.