My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

In a hall of the boxing gym.

"You are Fang Ping, right?"

Luo Yongye, the owner of Tianxin Pavilion, sat on a Taishi chair in front of the hall and asked Fang Ping.

"Yes."

Fang Ping nodded in response.

Luo Yongye looked at Fang Ping up and down, with a look of sophistication in his eyes.

Several of his disciples were standing on both sides, also looking at Fang Ping, who might become his junior brother.

And they are looking at Fang Ping, Fang Ping is also secretly sensing their strength.

The owner of the pavilion, Luo Yongye, is a middle-aged man with short hair and a beard.

But his temperament is very special, and there is some ethereal feeling in the middle and peaceful.

It was as if the air around him had become quieter than anywhere else.

A pair of eyes are as quiet as Pinghu, but with a sharpness that penetrates the heart, as if one can see through the heart with just one glance.

"Although I still feel very weak, this level of strength has already surpassed Old Man Lin by several times."

"Sure enough, the limit of the human body has been broken..."

Fang Ping's eyes flashed a gleam of light.

He could clearly feel the strength level of the Tianxin Pavilion Master.

Honestly, it's strong!

It is estimated that his strength is almost the same as the centipede monster he encountered in the house of Mr. Liu.

In his normal state.

It is estimated that it takes a little seriousness to kill with one punch.

The few disciples on the other two sides were the closest to Luo Yongye, and the two strengths standing beside him were okay.

It seems that it is one or two percent worse than Luo Yongye, and it should have broken the limit of the human body.

As for the other disciples, although they are much stronger than normal people, Fang Ping can stab them to death with a single finger.

Not worth mentioning.

"Elder Lin told me about your situation, and you have good aptitude and understanding."

"Lin Lao should have passed on your Tianxin Boxing before, you practice it, let me see how you have practiced this boxing technique?"

Luo Yongye looked at Fang Ping and said after feeling satisfied for a while.

But I don't know if it was his illusion.

He always felt that the young man in front of him was not as simple as it seemed.

"Yes!"

Fang Ping clenched his fists, and then he played Tianxin fist in the hall.

I don't know if it is because of the lack of supporting breathing and qigong methods.

When Fang Ping practiced this day's heart boxing for the past few days, in fact, he always had an awkward feeling.

It always feels like something is wrong.

Moreover, the moves of Tianxinquan were very messy, and there were even many moves that Fang Ping felt was unnecessary.

But that's what Old Man Lin taught him.

Yang Qun and the other disciples practiced like this, and even Old Man Lin used these moves when he practiced boxing.

But even though the moves were the same, the punches from Old Man Lin were more flavorful than those from Fang Ping and the others.

There is an unintelligible meaning.

Looking at Fang Ping's Tianxin Fist, Luo Yongye's eyes flashed with surprise.

In just a few days, you have practiced Tianxinquan to this level? !

Hiss, this kind of qualification...

"Stop, come here." Luo Yongye suddenly said.

When Fang Ping walked in front of him, he suddenly reached out and clasped Fang Ping's wrist.

Fang Ping resisted the urge to punch him to death.

Then I felt a very quiet and peaceful inner air suddenly pouring in.

Fang Ping's eyes were startled, and he hurriedly restrained the Primordial Gangqi that was faintly stirred by the invasion of the territory in his body.

At the same time, a thought moved, and a viscous and invisible force followed the trend of the inner qi and guided it to avoid the primordial qi.

Because the strength gap between the two sides is too large, coupled with the precise operation of Fang Ping.

In the end, Luo Yongye's inner qi didn't find anything unusual.

"Except for the fact that his physique is very strong, there is nothing abnormal."

At the end of the investigation, Luo Yongye, who did not find any abnormality, looked at Fang Ping again, and there was a fiery look in his eyes.

This is an excellent martial arts prodigy!

Because of the special nature of Tianxinquan, he has always believed in his own feelings.

So when he felt that Fang Ping was not easy, he became suspicious.

But now after investigating Fang Ping's body, no abnormality was found.

He finally let go of his guard.

The Tianxin Fist he cultivated may not be strong in attacking anything, but it is in enhancing the perception ability.

Absolutely one of the best.

As for whether Fang Ping was a spy sent by other sects.

Just kidding, who would send such an excellent martial arts prodigy as a spy.

Would you use missiles to blow up birds?

If it is discovered, it will not be a loss to the grandmother's house.

"You come in with me, Wen Ze, you come in too, everyone else go to rest, you are also tired during this time."

Luo Yongye said to Fang Ping and others.

Then Fang Ping and one of his disciples followed him into the inner room behind the hall.

Entering inside, Luo Yongye did not speak to Fang Ping for the first time, but looked at the disciple next to him.

"Wenze, here is what you need to break the limit, but whether it succeeds or not depends on your own good fortune."

"In addition, during this period of time, your brothers and sisters have been fighting for you in many ways, and you have seen how hard it is. In the future, you should be more united and help each other."

Luo Yongye took out a small suitcase and handed it to the disciple while admonishing it.

"Wen Ze keeps the master's teachings in mind."

The disciple took the suitcase excitedly and said respectfully.

And Fang Ping, who was next to him, glanced at the suitcase with his peripheral vision, and there was a flash of fire in the depths of his eyes.

"That's it...that's it!"

He could feel something full of active energy in the box.

Fang Ping resisted the urge to grab it directly.

A small leak will sink a great ship.

It's impossible for him to come out and grab something every time he improves his martial arts in the future.

What a hassle.

After that Wen Ze went out, Luo Yongye looked at Fang Ping.

"Fang Ping, let me ask you one more time, do you really want to join me under the Heavenly Heart Sect? You can think it over. If you join in and use your martial arts to do evil, I will kill you with my own hands and clear the door."

Luo Yongye looked at Fang Ping with a serious face and asked.

"The disciple is willing."

Fang Ping also answered seriously.

"Okay, then I will accept you as a disciple today. Before you, you have eight brothers and sisters, and the one just now is your fourth brother, Zhu Wenze."

"Next, I will pass on your Tianxinquan method, you remember it."

After laughing loudly, Luo Yongye began to tell Fang Ping the content of Tianxinquan's exercises and the points that need to be paid attention to.

And looking at the name of Tianxinquan gradually formed on the evil god modifier in front of him.

There was also a smile on Fang Ping's face.

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