Super System Plundering the Heaven

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In the Wumeng martial arts field, there was a silence.

Everyone held their breath, looking at Ye Yu, who was struggling to write in front of the stone tablet.

At this moment, it wasn't just those martial arts practitioners who wished to practice octopus fist around Zhu Yuan.

Warriors in the entire intermediate martial arts are surrounded.

These warriors are those who practice Taiji, those who practice Tongbei, and those who practice Bagua Palm ...

Although different exercises are practiced, there is still a place for each other to learn from each other.

So these warriors are all curious, can Ye Yu really write an octopus boxing script that surpasses the original?

"Hey, can you say he can burn it?"

"Unclear, look at it!"

"Dare to rebuild the Gong Fa method, the last time is also the state of being immersed!"

"What is his identity? I haven't seen him!"

"Ye Yu? This name is so familiar! I think I've heard it before!"

"But he is very good! Zhu Yuan doesn't even look at him!"

"Really fake? Zhu Yuan's understanding is very high!"

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The crowd whispered while watching Ye Yu's movements.

Li Wuzhen watched Ye Yu's free-spirited back, moaning his beard and groaning secretly.

"With the engraved skills of the younger brother, it seems that the martial arts practitioners in the Wumeng League who are practicing eight pole fists will rise!"

As the leader of the Wu League, Xiao Zhantian wanted more.

"The warriors in the Wu League cannot be partial!"

"Otherwise, let Uncle Ye Yu change the rest of the stele exercises?"

The steles in the training ground are all carved from large granite.

The granite originally carved with the Eight-Body Boxing Sutra is hard in texture and bright in color like moonlight.

Now drawn by Ye Yu's vigorous fingers, the stone powder that exudes fluorescence has fallen down.

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The tall stele is covered with traces of Ye Yu's writing.

With Ye Yu's last seal engraved on the stone tablet, the rebuilt Ba Ji Quan Jing was finally burned!

Standing up, Ye Yu took a step back.

Looking up at the stele covered with layers of stone powder, Ye Yu's eyes showed a touch of satisfaction.

"Finally done!"

Everyone heard Ye Yu's voice, all shocked.

Even Li Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian both stared at the stone monument.

Although the two believed in Ye Yu's abilities, they were still curious what kind of octagonal boxing script that Ye Yu could record.

Compared with Li Wuzhen, Xiao Zhantian and others, Zhu Yuan's mood is much more complicated.

On the one hand, they did not believe that Ye Yu could record the Eight-Poly Boxing Sutra beyond the realm of being out of the world.

On the other hand, the Eight-pole Boxing Sutra that is extremely eager to transcend the realm of transcendence!

"Already good? Should you be able to watch it?"

Among the crowd, a martial artist could not help but yell.

Ye Yu turned around and suddenly saw the warrior surrounded by a circle behind her, her face was surprised.

"How come all over?"

In the crowd, Zhu Yuan's voice sounded.

"We all want to know if the Bajiquan Sutra after your rebuild is really that powerful!"

Ye Yu heard a smile on the corner of her mouth, looked around and said softly, "Since you want to see it, look at it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Yu single-handedly waved at the stele!

Huh!

A gust of wind swept away, and the stone powder covering the stone monument fell like snowflakes!

On the stone tablet, the marks carved by Ye Yu appeared in the eyes of everyone!

"This ... is to rewrite the recorded Eight-pole Boxing Sutra ?!"

"It seems ... there is nothing magical!"

"It's all human figures outlined by lines."

"The action of the human figure is indeed the action of eight pole fist! But ..."

"Oh! What a bad thing! Even dare to come out at this level to rebuild the exercises? Joke!"

"Well! It's really everyone!"

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Above the stone tablet, Ye Yu's rebuilt Bajiquan Sutra does not seem to be anything special.

If there are any characteristics, it seems that the pattern on the stele does not have any text.

The stele is full of humble men drawn by lines.

Just like stickman on mobile games, extremely simple and rude!

Each villain poses a variety of different moves, which can be seen faintly, is a complete set of eight pole fists.

But just such exercises are not enough to convince the public!

The enemies who surrounded him looked at Ye Yu with a look of contempt.

They thought that Ye Yu was nothing but a crowd-winning crowd, wasting the extremely precious original Ba Ji Quan Jing, and burned out a pair of such things!

"This is someone outside of you. There is a sky outside. Let us be surprised?"

"Hehe ..." Zhu Yuan sneered, "This exercise really surprised me!"

Zhu Yuan stretched his finger to the stone tablet and looked gloomily at Ye Yu. "You said that I acted rigidly, and my strength was scattered and impulsive. I think you really don't understand it!"

After speaking, Zhu Yuan sighed and looked at the slate fragments scattered at the foot of the stone monument, lamenting, "It's just a pity that such a precious original Ba Ji Quan Jing!"

Among the crowd, the martial arts looked at the broken original Bajiquan Sutra, and also felt heartache.

"Ah ... no way, let's collect the original eight-pole boxing slate!"

"Yeah! You can do it again!"

"Much better than the stickman on this stele!"

"Do it yourself!"

"Really! Some people just don't know the heights and heights! Blindly can't!"

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Among the crowd, many warriors came out and leaned over to pick up the broken slate.

Among them, Zhu Yuan and other martial arts practitioners who have practiced eight pole boxing.

With Li Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian here, they did not dare to make excessive acts on Ye Yu in the face.

But in my heart, I don't know how to defame Ye Yu.

Unlike these warriors, Li Wuzhen and Xiao Zhantian both want to see more.

"Huh? Somewhat interesting!"

Li Wuzhen bowed his beard lightly, looking at the pattern on the stele, his face showing an interested look.

Xiao Zhantian drew his eyes for a while, and said Shen Sheng, "Although the lines above are rude, they have a mysterious atmosphere!

Akko couldn't understand the exercises, and the actions of the villain on the stele could not understand.

Therefore, when Ak looks at the pattern on the stone tablet, he is not looking at the movement of the villain, but at the lines that outline the villain.

Countless long and short lines are connected to each other, and in a disorderly way, there is a strange coordination.

After watching for a moment, Ak was dizzy with these lines.

Rubbing her eyes, just when Ake wanted to give up her research, she found a pattern in the pattern of the stele!

"The lines on this stele seem to form a pattern!"

A Ke stretched her finger at the stone tablet and suddenly exclaimed!