The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Yang Sheng."

Seeing the person coming, Yang Zheng smiled and nodded.

The Yang Director mentioned by the students is none other than Yang Sheng from the Everest climbing trio.

Yang Sheng, the external admissions tutor of Beidou Martial Arts Academy, is a master.

"Senior came to the Beidou Martial Arts Hall, why didn't you tell me first, and I will welcome it in person."

Yang Sheng came over and said.

"This time I came to Beidou Martial Arts Academy, it was Miss Wan's invitation."

Yang Zheng glanced at the Wan Yi people.

Yang Sheng, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting. He thought of Yang Zheng's realm, and then saw Yang Bing next to Wan Yiren, suddenly realized and understood.

The senior Yang I met at the top of Mount Everest was actually the master of the peerless swordsmanship in the internal group of warriors three years ago!

Senior Yang is the brother Yang Bing suddenly disappeared three years ago!

This......

For a time, countless thoughts flashed through Yang Sheng's mind. Originally, he initially speculated that Yang Zheng was a senior in a hidden world who had cultivated at least a tad. Now that he knew that Yang Zheng was Yang Bing's brother, he was a little startled.

In other words, this Senior Yang is really a little younger than himself! What happened to Senior Yang in the three years since he disappeared... Yang Sheng didn't dare to think about it any more, he just took a deep breath.

At this moment, there are only countless shocks in his heart.

"Yang Sheng, what's wrong with Fatty Wei?"

Yang Zheng, looking at the snoring fat man in the corner, asked.

"Wei Tian? Senior, you may not believe it. Wei Tian is sleeping on the surface, but he is actually practising a rather advanced martial art."

Yang Sheng, replied.

sleep?

Practicing martial arts?

Or rather advanced martial arts?

Does this work too?

Yang Zheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fatty Wei with interest.

What Yang Sheng said, he really didn't believe it, Fatty Wei had the talent to practice martial arts, but he wasn't high enough to be a martial artist. And now, this guy is actually sleeping and practicing, I am afraid that few people will believe it.

"Practice?"

"Fatty Wei is practicing?"

"It's fake, right? How do you practice while sleeping? Practice in your dreams!"

In the training room, a lot of muttering sounded. Obviously, those students didn't believe it either. They could see it very clearly. From the day that Fatty Wei entered the training room, he slept in addition to eating, and ate again when he woke up. He was like a pig.

This lazy fat man is actually practicing qigong?

Who believes it!

"And this kind of magical kung fu?"

Wan Yi smiled sweetly, with curiosity in his eyes.

"Can you practice while sleeping? It's a little too amazing! I want to learn this kind of martial arts too!"

Young sister Yang has bright eyes.

Practicing qigong is hard work, and it is also hard work that requires long-term persistence. Yang Xiaomei wants to be a heroine in modern society, but she usually only has a passion for a martial art for a few days. Now I hear that there is a martial art that can be practiced while sleeping, which is simply too perfect.

"Wei Tian's kung fu is called Sleeping Arhat Kung Fu. On the surface, he is sleeping, but he is actually cultivating in his dreams. Don't look at him sleeping every day. When he masters it, he will be comparable to the master."

Yang Sheng said with a smile.

Sleeping Luohan Gong!

Isn't this Nima the sleeping dream Arhat boxing in Su Qi'er, the champion of martial arts?

This martial arts really has it!

When Yang Zheng heard this, he was slightly startled.

"Sleeping Luohan Gong... I can't believe that there is such a martial art. I thought it was just invented in a novel and movie."

Wanyi said softly.

"Wow, it's amazing to practice while sleeping! This handsome guy, do you think I can practice that Arhat?"

Yang Bing looked at Yang Sheng.

"This martial art can only be practiced by men. When women practice, not only will they grow beards, but they will also become more and more men and sloppy."

Yang Sheng shook his head.

"Wow! There are still such sequelae, then I will not practice!"

Yang Bing stuck out his tongue.

"After practicing, it is comparable to a grandmaster, a very miraculous martial arts. Then the question is, when will Fatty Wei be able to practice it?"

Yang Zheng, asked.

"This...it's hard to say." Yang Sheng opened his mouth, pondered, and said: "When he can practice it, he still depends on him, and it depends on the speed of his comprehension. However, Wei Tian can enter the concentration, enter the In my sleep, it should take a few years to practice it."

"But that fat man has been snoring!"

Yang Bing pointed to the fat man sleeping in the corner.

In the training room, the rest of the students listened and nodded. What this beautiful young lady said really makes sense. That fat man is clearly asleep and snoring, how could he be practicing!

"This is the magic of the Sleeping Arhat Technique. As long as you enter the dream state, you are practicing."

Yang Sheng said with a smile.

"However, how do you know if Fatty is in a dream?"

Yang Bing raised her face and asked again.

"This......"

Yang Sheng was speechless when asked.

To be honest, he couldn't be sure whether Fatty was sleeping or practicing. After all, Fatty was able to obtain the Sleeping Arhat Art, which was his own chance. During the first stage of the entrance exam, Fatty had a chance and bumped into a stone tablet, and then read out that magic art in front of everyone. 's mind tricks.

This incident directly alarmed the owner of the museum. After the owner personally confirmed it, he was sure that Fatty had obtained the inheritance of the Sleeping Arhat.

As for whether the fat man fell into a dream, it is hard to say.

Of course, Yang Sheng hoped that Fatty would cultivate in his dreams. After all, Fatty was brought into the Beidou Martial Arts Hall by him, and he would be proud of himself if he could bring out a master.

"Is it very simple to cultivate, let me see."

At this moment, Yang Zheng opened his mouth, and in his eyes, a profound light flashed, and he stared at Fatty! ..