He Has a Dragon

Ding Wei's distinctive red phoenix eyes raised slightly, and he replied with a smile: "Then I'll borrow the good words from my junior brother. Please take a closer look!"

Wen Shouli and Qin Zhengye also laughed and followed behind, seeming a bit perfunctory.

Wang Le, who was sophisticated and well-versed in human nature, could certainly see that they did not take such words to heart.

When Wang Le saw this, he couldn't help but think: "These three are all my grandfather's disciples. I will help as much as I can in the future!"

With his mind wandering, Wang Le stopped saying any polite words and was about to change the subject to talk about something else when he suddenly looked outside with awareness.

Within a few seconds, Ji Yang appeared at the door, crossed the threshold and walked in.

Upon seeing this, Wang Le, Wen Shouli and others quickly left their seats and stood up.

Wen Shouli, Ding Wei, and the three brothers Qin Zhengye bowed respectfully and saw their master Ji Yang.

After Ji Yang sat on the master's chair, everyone sat down again one by one.

Li Hongru asked softly with concern between his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, the young master defeated Luo Yin and Zhuang Yu in the ring today. Although it is gratifying, it is too attracting. Will there be any future troubles?"

Ji Yang glanced at his grandson with a calm expression, and then replied with a hum, "It is mediocre to not be envied by others. This kind of thing will happen sooner or later. We just need to be careful and prepared."

After a pause, Ji Yang seemed to have thought about something, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "Qiankun Valley has never dealt with me, Nanhua Temple, so defeating Luo Yin in the octagonal arena is not a big deal, but it gives us more prestige. But Qing Palace is different.”

Ding Wei nodded in agreement: "Yes, Qing Palace, as the strongest sect in the central region, has always been arrogant and domineering. The disciples in the palace have always only bullied others. If someone offends them, what will follow? It’s thunderous revenge.”

Having said this, Ding Wei looked at Wang Le, who was sitting opposite, and solemnly warned: "Junior brother, it is best not to leave Nanhua Temple, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. What Zhuang Yu said in the ring today is not a joke."

Wang Le curled his lips with a relaxed expression, nodded with a smile and replied: "Senior Brother Ding, don't worry, I entered Nanhua Temple and never thought about going out."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "As for increasing your knowledge and improving your actual combat experience against the enemy, I don't think it is necessary for you popular disciples in the martial arts world to go out to practice."

"Uh!" Ding Wei, Li Hongru and others were stunned for a moment.

Then it became clear, because the four of them all thought about the tricks Wang Le showed in the ring today.

When attacking, it is like a thunderous thunder, unstoppable, and like a continuous stormy sea, overwhelming the opponent, leaving him beaten hard and unable to fight back;

Being punctual is like building a high wall in front of one's own door. It is extremely strong. It is better to have a permanent golden shield to resist it. It is watertight, leaving the opponent with nowhere to start, giving rise to a feeling of powerlessness and defeat.

Xuan-level warriors like Ding Wei can only look at appearances, but in the eyes of Jiyang, a mid-level martial arts expert, his grandson can perform so powerfully because, in addition to his rich practical experience and methods of dealing with enemies, he also has The main thing is this guy's innate strength, which is long and deep, and there will be no problem of lack of successors.

Of course, the most important thing is his grandson, who has a very deep foundation in martial arts, unlike warriors in the martial arts world who often take pills to speed up their practice.

Medicines are one-third poisonous, and warriors are no exception. After all, there are more or less harmful residues and erysipelas left in the refined elixirs, especially those of poor quality.

It will inevitably have side effects on the human body, causing the foundation of martial arts to be weak and unstable.

If you cannot purify the remaining erysipelas and dregs in your body, then when you break through to the realm, your own foundation will be weak, resulting in a weak follow-up, and ultimately the breakthrough will fail.

What follows is that the road to martial arts becomes narrower and narrower, and ultimately the achievements are limited.

Of course, if it is a sect with a profound foundation, in order to cultivate talented disciples, the elixirs taken are refined and pure, with very little erysipelas and residue remaining in the body, and relevant secret methods are used to eliminate them as much as possible, Thus solidifying the foundation of martial arts.

When Ji Yang thought of all these things, he tried his best to tell Wang Le about them, so that he could realize the key points that he must pay attention to during cultivation.

Although these are common sense in martial arts training, which Li Hongru, Wen Shouli and others already know, for Wang Le, he still listened with interest and asked for advice from time to time on the points that he was confused about.

When Li Hongru and others saw Wang Le's appearance, they completely believed that this guy really came from the mortal world.

Otherwise, how could you not even know the most basic common sense of cultivation?

After a long while, Ji Yang glanced at the three direct disciples present, and said with sincerity: "It's a blessing in disguise. Although the martial arts achievements you three have achieved due to limited training resources are lower than those of the true disciples of your generation in Guanzhong, You are much weaker, but because you rely less on external objects, your martial arts foundation is more solid than theirs."

"Master, I believe that you will go further on the road to martial arts than most of them in the future!"

Having said this, Ji Yang pointed at Wang Le and continued with a smile: "My master's grandson is the best example. Since he started practicing, he has never taken pills to speed up his training. His martial arts foundation is extremely deep and he can break through The bottlenecks in cultivation realm will become easier and easier."

"Ah!" The three of them all looked weird and speechless, and Ding Wei smiled bitterly and replied: "Master, it's not good for you to always use someone as an example. My junior brother is extremely talented. Even if you look at the martial arts world, he is the best among the best. The three of us brothers and sisters can’t keep up even if they try to catch up!”

Wen Shouli sighed and said: "It is extremely difficult for us to increase our cultivation speed and easily break through the bottleneck of martial arts, but with the talent of my junior brother, this is not a problem at all."

Just when Qin Zhengye was about to take over the conversation and continue speaking, Ji Yang waved his hand and cursed with a smile: "Don't go all out praising this kid, lest he becomes proud and has nothing to spare."

"Uh!" Wang Le immediately protested: "Grandpa, grandson, I have always been very humble, how can I be proud."

Ji Yang reluctantly nodded to Wang Le, his eyes full of doting smiles.

He was so satisfied with his grandson that he felt extremely proud and satisfied.

Jiyang couldn't be happier when he thought of the expressions on the heads of his senior brothers, as well as Jisheng and Jilong when they were watching the competition in the ring! Activate new URL