Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

Ye Fan just smiled lightly: "This boxing technique has just been created, and I haven't decided on a name yet."

"You said it was created?" This shock made Feng Anxu gasp, his voice raised a few degrees, "You mean, you created this boxing technique?"

Ye Fan didn't know how to answer. This boxing technique was originally created by Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of Wudang in his previous life, who combined Shaolin Wudang and other boxing techniques. It was continuously improved and simplified by later generations. Finally, it was recalled by Ye Fan in this life, entered into the system, and then integrated by the system. , adding many elements of this Profound Sky Continent, finally a martial skill can be formed.

So, who made this?
"I can only say that I am standing on the shoulders of giants." Ye Fan elicited the words of a sage, and answered Feng Anxu's question.

"Giant's shoulders." Smart as Feng Anxu, of course he can understand the meaning, "That's right, such an exquisite boxing technique must be formed by many chances and chances. I ask who created it, it's really abrupt."

"So, what are you going to do? Since you can't break my boxing technique, why not admit defeat and go home." Ye Fan persuaded, not wanting to waste time.

Feng Anxu froze, but he was unwilling to give up: "Your boxing skills are amazing, but they are by no means invulnerable! I have been obsessed with swords all my life, and I have created countless shocking sword moves. I want to try my strongest sword skills, whether I can break you boxing."

Hearing this, Ye Fan remained calm, but there was a trace of fear in his heart.

After all, sword is the strongest skill of the ancestor of Ding Yunzong.

However, Feng Anxu looked frustrated: "It's a pity that you are extremely talented and have a natural restraint on the sword soul, so my sword can't touch you."

Ok?
Is that really the case?

For a long time, although Ye Fan thought that he had the talent to restrain the sword soul, every time, he would explain it all by coincidence.

Now, from Feng Anxu, a master of swordsmanship, Ye Fan is really sure that he really has such a talent!

"But, no matter how powerful this talent is, can it block your sword?"

Ye Fan was a little uncertain, after all, the other party was Sword Master Bai Hong, the patriarch of a sect!A character of the same level as 'Yuan Yun'.

Feng Anxu smiled bitterly: "Of course I tried, I failed, completely defeated."

He closed his eyes, the pride of the two lifetimes was completely destroyed at this moment.

But how can he be willing?

He almost roared out: "If I say that I am defeated by talent, I will naturally be convinced! But I am defeated by talent, but I am absolutely not convinced! You created this set of boxing techniques, and I have created countless sword techniques. If I could compete against each other, I would naturally be convinced to lose, but now, I don't even have the chance to compete!"

Ye Fan didn't say anything, he could understand Feng Anxu's feelings, he was obsessed with one thing all his life, put in countless blood, sweat and hard work, but was overwhelmed with talent by someone who didn't work hard enough.

He has experienced too much of this kind of thing in his previous life. He was not only crushed by talent, but also by birth, by tricks, by fate...

But who's to blame?

Can't blame anyone.

The only thing you can do is struggle to become stronger.

Ye Fan closed his eyes, turned his back to Feng Anxu, and said lightly:
"It can only be blamed on you not being strong enough. Talent, birth, luck... are all part of strength. There is no fairness in this world. No one will sympathize with you. You must accept these, otherwise you will always be a child."

"Child?" Feng Anxu stared blankly at Ye Fan's back, knowing that the one in front of him was Sword Master Bai Hong, yet dared to call him a child.

Is this young man crazy?
He wanted to laugh, but couldn't, because he found that Ye Fan's back was full of pain and bitterness.

Even his thousand-year-old ancestor couldn't see through it.

After a long time, I closed my eyes and sighed: "It seems that I blamed you wrongly. It's not that you haven't tried hard. You may have paid more than me."

This time, Feng Anxu was convinced, he turned and left.

But before leaving, he left a sentence: "You beat me today, but it doesn't mean you will always be able to. Next time, I will become stronger."

"I can do it too."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth smiled lightly. He had already figured out many things in his previous life, so how could he be afraid of competition?
……

In the distance, Lian Zhen and his party have been watching for a long time.

"It's been a long time since there's been any movement. Didn't the result come out?" Lian Zhen opened her vermilion lips lightly, and there was a trace of surprise in her wonderful eyes. Download the information over there, but you must retrieve the mirror image stone to see the recorded content."

Hongdie was full of worry: "How about I go?"

"No!" Feng Shuiwu hurriedly stopped her, how strong is the enemy?She would never let Hongdie take risks.

"Otherwise, I will use the fox clan's secret method to transmit sound and ask about the situation. This is much safer than sound transmission for thousands of miles, and will not be known by the enemy." Hu Qingxue thought for a moment and said.

"That's it, Miss Qingxue." Feng Shuiwu thanked her.

Hu Qingxue flipped her hands up, fingering the finger repeatedly, bursting out streams of monster energy, scattered into the wind, traveling with the wind, gradually fading, disappearing without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

The few people watched in amazement, for a long time, Hu Qingxue raised her eyebrows: "It's connected!"

"How is it?" Hongdie was eager and couldn't help blurting out.

Hu Qingxue didn't say a word, just communicated quietly through sound transmission from her spiritual consciousness.

The expression on her pretty face changed, her beautiful eyes widened again and again, and in the end, her lips were slightly parted, frozen in place.

"Sister Qingxue, what's the matter!" Hongdie grabbed her arm tighter and tighter.

Feng Shuiwu hurriedly pulled her away: "Die'er, don't mess around, Miss Qingxue is still transmitting her voice, don't disturb her."

"But……"

Tears glistened in Hongdie's eyes, and she was about to cry.

And at this moment, Hu Qingxue finally came to her senses, her eyes were full of disbelief.

"I didn't expect that Ye Xiaoyou won?"

"Win! I knew Brother Ye was the strongest!" Hongdie jumped up happily, but soon, her bright eyes drooped, "Then, Brother Ye, are you okay? Fighting against such a strong enemy, I'm afraid The injury is not serious, let's go back quickly!"

But Hu Qingxue stopped her: "Miss Hongdie, don't worry, Ye Xiaoyou is in good condition, not even a scratch, that's why I was so surprised just now, it's really, unbelievable."

"This...?" Several people were stunned.

After a while, Lian Zhenyi said: "Go back and look at the Mirror Image Stone, maybe it can answer your doubts."

A person who cultivates immortals can travel thousands of miles in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, they saw Ye Fan sitting cross-legged.

"Brother Ye!" Hong Die rushed forward.

Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Ye Fan stroked her head.

In front of him, Hu Mo was limping from the other direction, leaning on a paintbrush.

He is also from the Qingqiu Fox Clan, so he naturally knows the sound transmission technique of the Fox Clan, and he has the same idea as Hu Qingxue. After the monstrous thunder light has been silent for a long time, he also communicated with Ye Fan early and learned the news here.

That's why I came here.