World Wide Martial Art

Returning to the training room, closing the door, Ye Feng entered the mysterious round platform again, took the last True Barbarian Blood Pill, and began to refine it. Situ Reading 520 official website

After refining this elixir, Ye Feng is about to go out. Because there is no elixir and spiritual grass, with his talent in the second martial arts, it is too difficult to rely on his own cultivation to improve his realm.

After only practicing for half a day in the training space, Ye Feng refined this True Barbarian Blood Pill. The blood in the pill penetrated his whole body, making him clearly feel that his strength had increased slightly, and his cultivation progress had finally entered the early and middle stages of the second level of Xiantian. .

When he walked out of the room, it was already early morning the next day.

Ye Feng unexpectedly discovered that in the courtyard outside, two figures were still chasing each other proudly and swiftly.

Are Han Chong and the third prince still practicing the "Kunpeng Nine Heavens" movement technique?

Ye Feng stood on the edge and looked at it. Two figures were going back and forth with agile footwork. Although they were very different from him, they were already a few points faster than ordinary innate warriors.

Han Chong, in particular, had already reached the fifth level of innate cultivation, and his understanding of martial arts was far superior to that of the third prince. His steps were elegant and he trailed an afterimage behind him, and his speed was very fast.

"Those who can enter the martial arts house to practice are indeed warriors with great talents. After my explanation and a short period of practice, I am afraid that Han Chong and the third prince will be able to master this set of footwork. By then, It would be very difficult for warriors of the same level to catch up with them."

Ye Feng nodded secretly.

At this moment, Han Chong and the two also discovered Ye Feng's figure. They moved their feet, like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, and quickly appeared in front of Ye Feng. They said with joy on their faces: "Ye Jingling, are you up? Thank you Ye Jingping for teaching you this skill." After practicing martial arts, my speed can reach almost five to sixty feet per breath."

Compared with Ye Feng, this speed is naturally far behind. After the third level of Xiantian, he can control the air and fly in the air, and his speed has been greatly improved. However, generally, warriors who do not practice special movements can only reach thirty or forty seconds per second. Husband.

In just one night of practice, Han Chong could be said to have increased his speed by nearly 50%.

This was still the beginning stage of his understanding of the "Kunpeng Nine Heavens" movement technique, and there was still huge room for improvement, so he couldn't help but be extremely happy.

Ye Feng said: "Practice hard. Once you officially achieve it, your speed will at least be able to soar to more than a hundred feet per breath. Now I am going to the Treasure Pavilion. Do you want to continue practicing? Or go shopping with me?"

"I've been practicing all night, let's go with you." The third prince was already quite tired by now and said with a heavy breath.

Cultivation cannot be rushed.

Ye Feng nodded.

In the Treasure Pavilion.

On the third floor, a maid walked into the most luxuriously decorated room, bowed and said: "Pavilion Master, Ye Feng, the former elite of the martial arts mansion, is here again. Mr. Mo is receiving the reception on the second floor. Do you want to meet him in person? Once you see him?"

Today, Yan Siya is wearing a bright red dress. She is leaning lazily on the cotton pier in the center of the room. Her hair is in a high bun with three golden hairpins in her hair. She has bright beautiful eyes, crimson lips, and is blowing The skin is elastic and breakable, and the chest is a pair of plump peaks. Although it is covered with a layer of gauze, the proud outline can still be seen.

In this look, there is an alluring charm everywhere on her body.

After hearing the maid's report, Yan Siya raised her eyes slightly and said, "You're here so soon? I heard that Ye Feng was seriously injured by Ouyang Girl in the selection competition? Well, you go and get him Bring it up."

"There are two martial arts students coming with Ye Feng. Do you want to bring them together to meet the Pavilion Master?" the maid asked in a low voice.

"Forget it about the others! Let Lao Mo receive them."

The maid bowed and left.

Yan Siya nodded, narrowed her eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems that I saw it right. Ye Feng really passed the selection? Maybe something interesting will happen to the next powerful force! Ye Feng, you let me Very much looking forward to it!”

Ye Feng was quickly taken to the third floor by the maid.

There was no Yan Siya on the third floor. Ye Feng was sitting in the VIP room. The maid served tea and he waited patiently. There was no trace of anxiety on his face and he looked very calm.

After a while, footsteps were heard outside.

Yan Siya walked in.

At this time, Yan Siya had already changed into a more formal outfit. She was no longer as lazy and attractive as before, but she looked more elegant and charming.

She moved lightly and looked at Ye Feng with a very favorable expression.

Ye Feng put down his tea cup, stood up from his chair, saluted Yan Siya respectfully, and said, "Ye Feng has met the Pavilion Master."

Yan Siya smiled and nodded slightly. Every time she saw Ye Feng, she felt very calm. It seemed that Ye Feng had a maturity and stability that was inconsistent with his peers, which made it difficult for Yan Siya to regard him as a person. A boy of sixteen or seventeen.

"I heard that you passed the test, defeated the outstanding disciple of the Tie family, and successfully obtained a place in the Four Kingdoms martial arts? This pavilion master really did not misjudge the person..."

Sitting next to Ye Feng, Yan Siya straightened her body so that her chest tilted forward, revealing the snow-white under her neck.

She sat next to Ye Feng, outlining her graceful curves, and her long hair was scattered on her back like a black waterfall.

Ye Feng sat upright, looking straight, and said: "It's just luck. I didn't meet masters like Mo Qingfeng and Feng Ye in the challenge."

"For a warrior, strength is important, but luck is also absolutely indispensable. No matter what, you did it." Yan Siya smiled.

Ye Feng tried hard to control his eyes and try not to fall on Yan Siya.

Seeing his appearance, Yan Siya asked again: "So, what are you doing here this time? You just came here to see me, right?"

She leaned towards Ye Feng, her charming body almost touching Ye Feng, and the fragrance emanating from her body penetrated into Ye Feng's nostrils like a tempting devil.

Ye Feng turned his head and saw the snow-white skin exposed on Yan Siya's chest. Even though she was separated by her clothes, she still looked extremely fragrant.

His eyes were fixed, he was slightly suffocated, his heart was beating rapidly, and he immediately forced his eyes away.

After calming down, Ye Feng said: "Pavilion Master, thanks to your advice last time, I was allowed to participate in the selection competition to gain points. Ye Feng lived up to Pavilion Master's expectations and won the quota. At the same time, he received the award issued by the Wu Mansion. One hundred points, this will pay off the debt to the Pavilion Master. I also thank the Pavilion Master for taking care of me. "

A glimmer of light appeared in Yan Siya's eyes, and she said: "It's only ninety points. You don't need to take it too seriously. If you are tight on money, it doesn't matter if you come back after some time."