Reincarnation of the Divine in a Different Universe

Three days later.

Ye Tian is practicing Tai Chi in his yard and understanding the mystery of Yin and Yang. As for why they are not practicing the Divine Fist of Ten Thousand Daos, it is because once the Divine Fist of Ten Thousand Daos appears, it will make the ten thousand ways vibrate, the sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon will lose light, and the movement will be too great. Relatively speaking, Tai Chi Divine Fist can be moved or stilled. Every time you practice it, your heart will be partially sublimated.

Moreover, Ye Tian vaguely felt that this Tai Chi magic boxing was partially connected with the "Tao Te Ching".

If you continue to practice Tai Chi and reach another level, you may have a new understanding of the Tao Te Ching.

Bang bang!

There was a knock on the door outside. Murong Yue walked three feet away from Ye Tian and said to Ye Tian, ​​"Young master, this is Jing Zhen, the head of the Jing family."

"Let him come in." Ye Tian said calmly, and then continued to practice his Tai Chi magic fist.

"yes."

After hearing what Ye Tian said, Murong Yue hurriedly ran to the courtyard gate and opened it.

After Jing Zhen and Murong Yue entered the courtyard, they immediately discovered that Ye Tian was practicing a weird boxing technique. This punch looks weak, has no strength at all, and moves slowly. Even a three-year-old child can block it. Jing Zhen thought to himself.

But soon, he no longer thought that way, because he discovered that Ye Tian's boxing technique was very wonderful. It seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast. When he dropped his hand, it exceeded the speed of light, but it could not be caught by the naked eye; look It seemed soft, but actually contained extremely strong power. Every time he punched and retracted his fist, Jing Zhen vaguely discovered that the space directly split open, and countless space storm fragments poured out in a small space, but , when it just emerged, it was quietly wiped out by Ye Tian's boxing skills.

Wonderful, really wonderful!

At this time, Jing Zhen finally discovered the subtleties of Ye Tian's boxing skills. Unfortunately, at this time, Ye Tian had already practiced the Tai Chi Divine Fist and closed his fists.

"Mr. Ye Tian, ​​our Jing family's martial arts meeting will begin in an hour. I have discussed it with the family elders and hope that Mr. Ye Tian can serve as the referee chairman of this martial arts meeting. I wonder what you mean?"

Jing Zhen said hurriedly after Ye Tian withdrew his fist and Ye Tian glanced at him lightly.

"Can."

Ye Tian thought for a while, but reluctantly agreed.

Ye Tian was quite interested in this martial arts meeting. Where is the interest? It's on Jing Yan and Jing Bing.

After more than a year of training, Jing Yan's cultivation has probably improved by leaps and bounds, and he has already entered the Lingzong realm again. As for Jing Bing, who had secretly taught him the skills, he practiced immortal skills. Moreover, it was not an ordinary immortal skill, but an immortal skill that ignored talent. As long as he practiced it, his cultivation level would improve. It's a smooth progress and there won't be many side effects.

Jing Bing has practiced, and his current cultivation level should also be Lingzong. I don’t know who is stronger, Jing Bing or Jing Yan.

Go to the martial arts field with Jing Zhen.

The martial arts field has become particularly lively today. The field is filled with the younger generation of Jing family disciples. Even the disciples who are not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition will come to the martial arts field at this time to gain experience and broaden their horizons.

Ye Tian and Jing Zhen came to the north of the martial arts arena. There were rows of seats here. The seats were all made of purple-gold wooden Taishi chairs. They were streamlined and simple yet luxurious. When Ye Tian and Jing Zhen arrived, seven people were already sitting on the chairs. There were two seats in the middle that had always been empty. After seeing Ye Tian and Jing Zhen, seven elders of the Jing family hurriedly stood up to greet them, and then Ye Tian and Jing Zhen took their seats.

Half an hour later.

Jing Zhen stood up, waved his hand, and circulated his spiritual energy.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment."

Jing Zhen's voice spread in all directions, and all the disciples on the field heard it. After hearing it, they immediately became quiet and looked at Jing Zhen one by one. As expected, the martial arts meeting was about to begin.

"Our Jing family's martial arts competition is about to begin. Now, let me announce the basic rules and competition matters of this martial arts competition. The martial arts competition is divided into three rounds, the first round, the preliminary round; the second round, the selection competition; The last round, the finals. The rules of the first round of preliminary rounds are very simple. The disciples of the Jing family who participate are all marked with a number, and we will randomly select them for you. The number in the chosen pair represents the number of entries. The one who wins is the opponent. Then the competition starts within the designated competition area. If you win the opponent, you will get one point; if you lose, you will get zero points. Based on the number of points, the number of people who will enter the second round of selection is determined... "

Jing Zhenluo Libasuo, after talking for about half an hour, finally finished describing the matters of each competition.

Then, the game officially started.

During the competition, after hearing their names and numbers, each Jing family disciple entered the prescribed competition area and began to compete with each other. The battle below was in full swing, and the elders of the Jing family and the referees on the rostrum were also watching with interest, commenting from time to time. However, when an elder of the Jing family discovered that Ye Tian had fallen asleep, he was speechless for a while.

He pushed Jing Zhen. Jing Zhen was puzzled for a while. After seeing the fingers of the elder of the Jing family, Jing Zhen followed his fingers and saw that Ye Tian was actually sleeping.

You, Ye Tian, ​​are the referee of this martial arts competition. How can you sleep? Jing Zhen hesitated and pushed Ye Tian. Ye Tian opened his eyes in confusion.

"Master Ye Tian, ​​the martial arts meeting has begun." Jing Zhen said with a smile.

"I know, I will wake up when the decisive battle between Jing Bing and Jing Yan takes place." Ye Tian said calmly, and then closed his eyes to rest. This time, the only thing he was interested in was the battle between Jing Yan and Jing Bing. As for the competition between others, Ye Tian was not interested at all.

After hearing what Ye Tian said, Jing Zhen and the elders of the Jing family were speechless for a while, looking at each other, not knowing what to say. After a while, I could only shake my head helplessly.

On the martial arts field.

Jing Yan meets Jing Zhu, a disciple of the Jing family.

"Hey, Jing Yan, I didn't expect that this guy like you actually dared to come to the martial arts competition. It seems that you don't think you are embarrassed. Last time, the head of the Murong family came to cancel the engagement in person with his daughter. This shame was not enough. Is that big? Now, you still need to embarrass yourself in the martial arts competition?" Jing Zhu looked at Jing Yan jokingly, as if he were looking at an ant, "Jing Yan, I won't make it difficult for you, right? Let's do this, you can get out of my crotch Go down there and I won't make it difficult for you. After all, we are all disciples of the Jing family."

"hehe!"

After Jing Yan heard Jing Zhu's words, he smiled and felt that Jing Zhu in front of him was so ridiculous.

"Jing Yan, why are you laughing? Could it be that you, a mere Spirit King warrior, are still capable of overturning the world?" Jing Zhu felt a little angry and angry when he saw Jing Yan in front of him, actually still smiling instead of trembling. Angry, and at the same time, a little strange about Jing Yan's cultivation.

This guy cultivated from the first level of the Spirit King to the ninth level of the Spirit King in more than a year? Could it be that his cultivation talent has recovered. Even more terrifying. Thinking of this, Jing Zhu felt that it was necessary to trample Jing Yan under his feet in this martial arts meeting, destroy his self-confidence, and make him never stand up.

The number one master of the younger generation of the Jing family must always be Jing Zhu.

After Jing Yan heard Jing Zhu's words, he sneered and said nothing. Is your cultivation level that of a spiritual king? That's right, the cultivation level he is currently showing is that of the Spirit King. This is what Jingyan's master, Emperor Sanyuan, told him. As a warrior, you should pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, letting the enemy run rampant first, and then they will be extremely frightened when they are stepped on by you in the end. That contrast will make the enemy vomit blood.

"Jing Yan, let me let you take action first." Jing Zhu looked like a master, with his hands behind his back, looking at Jing Yan without moving.

Jing Yan said nothing, glanced at Jing Zhu, and also put his hands behind his back.

"Well, Jing Yan, it seems that you really don't have to drink the fine wine for the toast." Seeing that Jing Yan didn't listen to him at all, Jing Zhu became angry again. He knew that he would not take action to teach Jing Yan a lesson. If so, this Jing Yan would not know how high the sky is and how high the earth is.

He rushed towards Jing Yan fiercely, like a tiger descending a mountain, with a majestic momentum, like the king of beasts. Behind him, there were thousands of monster beasts, roaring in the void, when Jing Zhu's When the fist was about to approach Jing Yan, all those phantoms merged into Jing Zhu's body. Within a radius of ten feet, everything was pitch black, as if it was stained with a layer of ink, and the oozing force was terrifying. The space within ten feet was distorted.

Because of Jing Yan's provocation, Jing Zhu suddenly took action with all his strength, exploding all of his first-level Lingzong cultivation, and unleashed his most powerful martial skill - the Black Fist of Ten Thousand Beasts.

This punch can kill a first-level warrior from the Ling Sect. Obviously, Jing Zhu actually wanted to kill Jing Yan in this martial arts meeting.

The expressions of the other Jing family disciples, as well as the Jing family elders on the rostrum, changed. Although there is no rule that no one is allowed to kill people in a martial arts meeting, in the martial arts meeting, all disciples of the Jing family compete with each other. Generally speaking, they do not kill people, and there are very few serious injuries. This is everyone's reason. It's a tacit thing.

And Jing Zhu actually wanted to kill Jing Yan, which was too much. However, it was impossible for the elders of the Jing family to stop it. Because, it's too late.

Just when they thought Jing Yan would die, a surprising scene happened. Jing Yan gently stretched out his palm towards Jing Zhu's fist and slapped it on it, instantly neutralizing all of Jing Zhu's power. Some of the strange phenomena caused by Jing Zhu's punch just disappeared.

blocked? Everyone looked at this scene in shock. Jing Yan actually blocked Jing Zhu's fist. Before they could relax, something even more surprising happened.