Universal Fantasy: My Cultivation Technique Will Be Cultivated By Myself

In the arena.

Ye Xiu looked calmly at Ye Kuilong, whose face was gradually turning pale.

"You said that if I kill you now, will someone avenge you?"

He said lightly.

heard the words.

The pupils of Ye Kuilong in front of him suddenly shrank violently.

"But...don't worry, I won't really kill you."

Ye Xiu suddenly laughed again and said.

Ye Kuilong secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He is not afraid of death, the men in their wild land are not afraid of death!

But he didn't want to die so aggrieved.

Not to mention dying at the hands of the own people, and in such a ridiculous way.

if that is the case.…………

Even if he died, Ye Kuilong would be ridiculed by countless people.

He doesn't want that.

So he was afraid.

But now I heard Ye Xiu say that he will not kill him.

Ye Kuilong also breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

 …

As Ye Xiu is the head of the young patriarch, there is no need to lie to him about this kind of thing.

"Then... can I go down?"

Ye Kuilong asked nervously.

Ye Xiu looked at him with a smile, and said, "Of course not. After all, it's all here. It's just a broken bone. Why can't it be justified?"

When Ye Kuilong heard this, the hairs on his back immediately stood on end.

He just wanted to turn around and flee, but it was too late.

Ye Xiu grabbed him with one hand.

Ye Kuilong couldn't break free from the astonishing force coming from his palm.

next second...

There was a click, and the sound of bones breaking.

Accompanied by Ye Kuilong's uncontrollable screams, Ye Xiu's hand 033 kept moving.

It wasn't until all his limbs were broken that he picked up the big man and threw him under the ring like a torn sack.

Ye Kuilong, who fell off the ring, rolled several times, his body was covered with dust from the ground.

A scream of pain came out of his mouth.

Scared many people around.

"Anyone else want to challenge me?"

Ye Xiu was standing on the ring at this time, with a kind smile on his face, his eyes swept over the group of young people under the ring.

But all the people caught by Ye Xiu's gaze, almost subconsciously, just lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look at him.

Only a handful of them still held their heads up, showing no fear at all.

"That's right! There are still a few brave ones." Ye Xiu smiled and pointed, "The one, you, come up!"

He beckoned and let the other party go to the ring.

"My name is Ye Zhanyong!"

The person who walked onto the ring said.

Ye Xiu nodded and said, "Okay, Ye Zhanyong. Then, do you want to try punching me?"

Ye Zhanyong on the opposite side frowned, shook his head, took out an iron rod more than two meters long, and held it in his hand.

"I'm not good at Martial Skill on fists and kicks, but I have some research on stick skills. If you don't mind, I can hit you with a stick!"

As he spoke, a ferocious expression subconsciously appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, and it seemed to be just a subconscious movement.

"Yes!" Ye Xiu nodded and waved at the other party, "Come on, hit here!"

Ye Zhanyong was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Ye Xiu to agree.

after all;

Bare hands are completely different from the heavy stick in his hand.

Not to mention......

His strength is much stronger than that of Ye Kuilong.

how dare he

Ye Zhanyong didn't understand why Ye Xiu agreed.

He shouldn't have said yes!

18.2...

Ye Zhanyong, who was single-minded, didn't think much about this matter.

Now that Ye Xiu agreed, he'll hit him with a stick.

As for this stick, whether the young patriarch in front of him who has suddenly become stronger can hold on, it has nothing to do with him!

Just like when Ye Xiu broke Ye Kuilong's limbs before, no one stood up to stop him.

If he hit Ye Xiu with a stick later, no one will stand up to stop him!

Even if someone wants to do it.

Others will block him too.

Because this is an act of destroying the traditions of their tribe, it is not allowed!

Even if this person is the chief of the tribe!

"Xiaoxiu is too reckless!"

Seeing that his son actually asked Ye Zhanyong to hit him with a stick in the ring, Ye Bufan couldn't help but frowned, unable to understand why his son would do this?

Although Ye Xiu had just received Ye Kuilong's punch forcefully, he was unharmed.

But the strength of Ye Zhanyong in front of him is not at the same level as that of Ye Kuilong.

One of them is fifth-order and the other is sixth-order.

How can it be the same?

Ye Bufan didn't know if his son was dazzled by the victory just now?

It's still really sure to do it.

(E...

No matter what the situation is, he can't stop it from happening at this time.

Even if he is the patriarch of the Ye clan, even if his strength has surpassed the entire tribe.

But it is a tradition passed down according to the number of tribes Thousand Years.

He can't intervene in any link of this coming-of-age ceremony.

at the same time;

On a tall building in the distance.

Ye Xiu's mother in this life, Dongbo Xueji, also looked worriedly at her son on the ring in the distance.

"Miss, since the little Young Master dared to do this, he must be sure (cbch), so don't worry so much!"

Qinglian at the side saw the expression on the young lady's face, so she spoke.

"I hope so." Dong Bo Xueji said, but the expression on his face was still full of worry.

 …

If Ye Xiu was really hurt by that Ye Zhanyong later, she wondered if she could restrain the anger in her heart and prevent herself from interfering in the coming-of-age ceremony of the Ye clan.

Just like that time eight years ago, if her husband Ye Bufan hadn't stopped her, she would have caused a scene in Ye's tribe long ago.

Even so, because of that incident that year, many people in the tribe died.

At that time, the Yaozu who were imprisoned in the black prison were all beheaded and killed.

Only then did Dong Bo Xueji barely calm down the anger in her heart.

But if the same thing happened eight years ago...

Dongbo Xueji didn't know if she would listen to her husband's persuasion this time.

Or relying on own temperament, completely making a scene?

"Isn't this Ye Xiu too arrogant? He really thinks that if he recovers from his injury and his strength has improved, he can ignore all of us?"

"Don't worry, Ye Zhanyong will teach him to be a man!"

"Ye Zhanyong, show him how powerful he is!!!"

"Damn it! How dare you look down on me!"

"Brother, let's be more careful, who is said to be strong! But I heard that the young patriarch's injury has just fully recovered a few days ago, why has his strength improved so much in just a few days?"

"You mean..."

"Be careful! Maybe this is a chance for the young patriarch to own it!"

"What a chance! The patriarch must have used the precious resources in the tribe to upgrade his Cultivation Base! It must be true! The patriarch is too eccentric!!!"

"Shh~! Brother, calm down, that's the patriarch!"

"What about the patriarch? Can the patriarch do whatever he wants? Daddy is not afraid!!!"

"Okay, you can say whatever you like."

Under the arena, the younger generations of the Ye tribe who gathered together were also discussing a lot at the moment. Many people looked at the patriarch Ye Bufan on the high platform in the distance, with strong dissatisfaction.

although:

It is perfectly normal for the patriarch to seek a little extra welfare for his own son.

But you can't go too far, can you?

The tribe's resources belong to everyone! It's not your patriarch's alone.

obviously;

These people all thought that Ye Xiu, the young patriarch's improvement in strength, was all because of their patriarch's teasing him.

So one by one was dissatisfied.

And those who were dissatisfied with Ye Bufan, the patriarch, and Ye Xiu, the young patriarch, cursed them in their hearts at this moment, thinking that the power of the tribe should no longer be handed over to people like Ye Bufan.

And Ye Xiu, the young patriarch, is not qualified to be the next patriarch of their Ye clan.

There are even a few younger generations of the Ye clan who have reached the sixth level of strength, and they are also looking at Ye Xiu on the ring with cold eyes, even with undisguised murderous intent.

It makes anyone who sees it feel horrified!

at the same time;

Ye Zhanyong on the ring also let out a roar at this time, and with a big step on his feet, his whole body instantly rose into the sky with a burst of momentum, leaping more than 100 meters high, holding the iron rod in both hands and raising it above his head. A surge of vindictiveness erupted from his body.

The harsh vindictive light on the iron rod is to cover it!

Boom~!

There was a sonic boom.

Ye Zhanyong, who descended from the sky, showed no mercy at all.

He slammed down with a stick with all his strength, and the force that erupted was five or six thousand tons!

Before the stick fell, the terrifying force had already made some people around the ring unsteady, and they all backed away with horror on their faces.

"Sixth level! Ye Zhanyong has already reached the sixth level! So strong!!!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed.

Marvel at Ye Zhanyong's powerful strength. .