I Evolved The Heavens

The bluestone slabs shattered one after another, and the broken stones were like bullets out of the chamber, blasting towards the surroundings.

call out! call out! call out!

This time the boat gang disciple standing outside the practice field suffered.

They couldn't dodge, and they were hit one after another, shouting bitterly.

Fortunately, after a flight of more than ten meters, the kinetic energy of these gravel has been reduced by more than half.

If they are still standing on the practice field, then it is not so simple at this moment. It is really too much movement of the Great Master's hands, and every move seems to be powerful.

The battle in the practice field continues.

Yan Zhendong took advantage of the victory and pursued, and pounced again.

The ground he stepped on was like being ploughed by an iron plow.

He swung his claws again and again, each time he had to grasp Yang Yi's vitals, such as his throat, neck, and under his ribs.

Yang Yi looked calm and calm.

He fists or palms or claws, retreating in response to Yan Zhendong's attack.

It feels like being pressed and beaten by Yan Zhendong.

In fact, with his strength, Yan Zhendong naturally could not be his opponent, because he had already achieved a great deal of energy, and Yan Zhendong had only become a small one.

What's more, his energy and blood would have been far surpassed those of Realm.

If it was a life-and-death battle, he could easily suppress Yan Zhendong, and he could even seriously injure the opponent without making a hundred moves.

But he had to give Yan Zhendong a face first, so that the ship's disciples could realize the strength of the opponent.

At the same time, he also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to hone himself.

Yan Zhendong saw that Yang Yi couldn't be helped, he couldn't help but become eager, so he attacked more and more urgently, and finally inevitably exposed a flaw. Yang Yi took advantage of the situation and punched out and bombarded Yan Zhendong's chest.

clang!

Yang Yi stamped a fist on Yan Zhendong's chest, and he made a ringing sound like a bell, and his fist was slightly painful.

His eyes were bright, and he stepped out again to catch up with the backing Yan Zhendong.

Rumble!

With the fierce fighting between the two, the ground of the entire martial arts field became messy.

The deep pits, the broken bluestone slabs, seemed to have experienced a fierce shelling.

The boat gang disciples looked silly, and Yang Xuan also looked silly.

Originally, they didn't care much about Yan Zhendong, anyway, no matter how strong Yan Zhendong is, can you still be stronger than me, Dage (the helper)?

However, in fact, although Yan Zhendong is not necessarily better than Yang Yi, he is also equal.

And the movement of the Great Master's hands-on movement surpassed their imagination.

In their eyes, this is no longer two people fighting, but two gods and demons, surging with infinite power.

Clang! Clang! clang!

The ringing sound like a bell is endless.

Yang Yi gradually strengthened his attack, hitting Yan Zhendong with a punch, causing the opponent to retreat again and again.

Yan Zhendong's complexion was flushed, even if he was invulnerable, Yang Yi could be bombarded with a fist, which made him boil with blood, almost about to break his power.

The Vajra hood and the iron cloth shirt are not as powerful as imagined, and they can train a human body cultivator to the point of invulnerability.

In fact, the combination of the two is a dual use of vitality and strength.

Once broken, they are still flesh and blood.

In the original movie, if Yan Zhendong had not been injured by Huang Feihong, he would have been unable to operate the Vajra hood and iron shirt. He would not have been killed directly by a musket, and at most he would have been seriously injured.

Yang Yi knew that Yan Zhendong was on the verge of breaking his power, so he stopped, and cupped hands said: "Master Yan is really good at it. The iron shirt defense is too strong. It doesn't make much sense to fight again. How about a tie?"

Yan Zhendong knew that Yang Yi was leaving a face for himself. He slowly pressed down the blood Qi that was tumbling in his body, and his face was ruddy and said, "Master Yang is Guoqian, I lost this battle. Master Yang's martial arts, I admire him very much."

Yang Yi smiled, not entangled in this topic.

He turned to the surrounding boat gang disciples and said, "Master Yan will be your chief instructor in the future. Learn martial arts with him. If there are outstanding performances, Master Yan said that he will not accept you as direct disciples."

The eyes of the boat gang disciples were bright, and they immediately became more enthusiastic, and they gathered around to say hello.

Yan Zhendong smiled cheerfully, very helpful.

Yang Yi said to Yang Xuan again: "Axuan, let someone tidy up this martial arts ground, so that you don't need to pave the bluestone slabs anymore, go and pull a few truckloads of cement."

"Okay, Dage."

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In the next few days, Yang Yi was ‘learning’ martial arts with Yan Zhendong, which shocked Yan Zhendong at his learning speed.

In just three days, he couldn't teach anything.

Yang Yi also fulfilled his promise. Not only did he open Yan Zhendong the bone-building soup, but he also paid him 100,000 yuan.

Afterwards, he began to cultivate Vajra hoods and iron cloth shirts.

With his current Cultivation Base and all the experience and insights of Yan Zhendong, the cultivation of these two skills is naturally extremely fast.

When Yan Zhendong finished teaching, he had already started cultivation.

Vajra masks and iron cloth shirts are martial arts that take the path of refining the body, which have a very good effect on strengthening the physical body.

At the same time, Yan's prescriptions also benefited him a lot.

This prescription is used to practice Vajra masks and iron cloth shirts. The drug is extremely overbearing. It is mainly used to strengthen the body's bones and muscle tissues. The efficacy of this medicine is still better than that of the soup for strengthening the body and strengthening the bones.

However, it is precisely because the effect of the drug is too overbearing, it is not small to the human body.

If it is used for a long time, it will seriously damage the activity of the body's bones and muscle tissues, and even cause cell necrosis.

Yang Yi didn't use it rashly, he was going to improve it first.

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"Owner!"

Li Chunfu found Yang Yi, and he complained: "There is another disturbance in the militia group."

Yang Yi asked indifferently: "What's wrong this time?"

The militia used to be a navy division of the Black Flag Army. Although Liu Yongfu rigorously manages the army, they still inevitably suffer from many bad problems of the old army, such as covetousness, lechery, violent impulse and so on.

For various reasons, militia members make troubles basically every month.

For these troublemakers, he generally only fined money.

Because he had promised Liu Yongfu and Huang Feihong, it was naturally difficult to expel these troublemakers.

Li Chunfu showed anger on his face and said: "This time it was a dozen or so members of the militia who drank during working hours. As a result, they had a quarrel with others. Not only did they injure people, they also smashed their taverns. Now the tavern owner is hurting. The family members have found the company and asked us to give an explanation."

Yang Yi frowned and said, "This matter is not big enough. According to the previous handling method, first lose money to the tavern owner and the injured family members, and then this money is credited to them, and a portion of it is deducted every month."

Li Chunfu persuaded: "My boss, I think we are too indulging in them, that's why they are so lawless. Moreover, these more than a dozen people are recidivists, and they already owe the company more than 30 yuan. Owner, I think you should go to and Master Huang talk about it and see what he says."

Yang Yi thought for a while, and finally nodded: "You have some truth, OK, I'll go to Baozhilin later."

Li Chunfu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's fine, boss, I'll leave if it's okay."

"Well, go ahead."

Yang Yi waved his hand and let Li Chunfu leave.

He sat for a while before he got up and got ready to go to Baozhilin.

The people of the militia are making trouble too often, and he really needs to discuss with Huang Feihong, otherwise it will affect the company's reputation too much.

…………

Walking out of the Yang Mansion, Li Chunfu's mouth showed a meaningful smile.

He looked back at the gate of Yang Mansion, and got into a luxurious carriage, and then the carriage slowly left.

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