Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

"Don't say that I bully the small with the big. According to the rules of the world, I will let you make three moves before you make a move. You move quickly." At this point, Dian Kong finally looked over.

His eyes were inexplicably cold, and Ye Fan didn't know where he offended him, even if he was working part-time, it wouldn't be like this.

Ye Fan recalled every word he said, except for praising him for his demeanor, he didn't seem to say anything.

Could it be that this is the legendary, very bad first impression?

But now there is no room for turnover, Ye Fan can only do it.

"Senior is so handsome, he must be a hero. I know very well that even if I have done three tricks, I will definitely not be the opponent of senior. At that time, please be merciful to senior."

"Fantastic Nima!" Unexpectedly, the opposite party became exasperated and raised his hand to make a move.

Just raising his hand, Ye Fan felt the murderous intent like a hurricane paving the surface, black clouds overwhelmed him, overwhelming him, an illusion that his heart was being held tightly, lingering in Ye Fan's heart.

But he didn't make a move after all, he was tired by his own words and deeds, unable to make a move, he choked restlessly's wrist, gritted his teeth and said: "I've agreed to let you do three tricks, you do it quickly, I will kill you, a smooth-talking junior. "

rhetoric?which sentence?Is the senior's demeanor shining?

Ye Fan thought for a long time, and it seemed that only this sentence was considered a compliment.

Let me tell the truth, why are you just talking sweet words?

Could it be that this senior hates compliments extremely?
Or are you simply not pleasing to the eye?
Ye Fan is about to cry, he can meet any kind of strange flower.

"Are you going to make a move?"

Dian Kong gritted his teeth and asked.

Ye Fan had no choice but to follow suit.

"The Seventh Floor of the Dao of Thunder - Thunderstorm! Tai Chi - Riding the Jade Dragon Backwards!"

In the face of a power whose realm cannot be guessed at all, nothing is too much.

As soon as he made a move, he used all his strength. He even added the power of space that he had just comprehended. Just as the long dragon formed by thunder and lightning condensed, Ye Fan had already stepped into the gate of space.

"The power of space?! The Dao of Thunder! And this exquisite boxing technique..."

In Ye Fan's eyes, the coldness in Dian Kong's eyes was replaced by shock in an instant. He took a step back, but he didn't see any mysterious tricks. He just raised his hand lightly, and used his vigor to resist Ye Fan's condensed thunder dragon.

At this moment, Ye Fan only felt that he had suddenly become an ordinary person, hitting a mountain with one punch.

Hold still.

Dian Kong's mouth opened and closed: "That's right, if your cultivation base is not too weak, I would never be able to resolve it so easily. It's really not easy to have such comprehension at such a young age. It would be great if you can be more honest with your mouth."

Ye Fan's mouth twitched.

Why am I dishonest?Say it, say it!I really don't understand!

Ye Fan was almost going crazy, he wanted to become the Roaring Emperor and question Dian Kong in front of him.

But there was already severe pain on his wrist, and he immediately grinned, unable to say a word.

"Sorry, I couldn't hold back, you continue, please use the second move." Dian Kong let go, avoiding his eyes in embarrassment.

Ye Fan's heart was filled with chills. This Diankong blocked his full blow without any effort, which was terrifying enough. What was even more frightening was that not only did he block the attack, but he almost crippled his entire arm with a quick squeeze of his wrist. .

How to fight this?
Can't fight.

Are all the current masters so tyrannical?
It sounds nice to ask you to do three moves, but in fact, it is a kind of torture for Ye Fan who made the move.

He was already defeated with one move, yet he had to hold on to finish three moves.

Isn't this red-red abuse what is it?
"What are you waiting for?" Dian Kong was impatient.

Ye Fan sighed softly: "Senior, to me, it doesn't make any difference whether there is one trick or three tricks."

In front of him, Diankong sneered and said: "The novice's thinking is so narrow. If the strongest attack is not effective, they will have no ideas. It's ridiculous. Today, let me teach you a lesson."

As he said that, the Diankong man jumped up, raised his hand quickly, and several black spheres appeared in front of him.

Just like the black pillars just now, each of these black balls is full of the meaning of endless devouring.

All the meaning of devouring was compressed in the center of the sphere without any leakage, so Ye Fan couldn't feel the fear just now.

But Ye Fan knew very well that once these black balls got close to him, he would be sentenced to death.

"Alright!"

Before Ye Fan could prepare, Dian Kong's voice came, and when the words fell, a few black balls came through the air.

In sight, several black balls formed a surrounding momentum, attacking from all directions, blocking Ye Fan's escape route.

"Very slow." Ye Fan muttered to himself.

To be precise, the movement of these black balls cannot be considered slow.

Roughly speaking, at least tens of meters per second.

But for Ye Fan, who has Tai Chi perception and real water footwork, it is meaningless at all.

The power of purple water condensed, and the real water step began to operate. This footwork created with the speed of light as the basis of imagination made Ye Fan's speed infinitely close to the extreme.

The Tai Chi perception unfolded, and the black ball's course of action was already clear.

With just a few maneuvers, Ye Fan avoided the oncoming black ball.

"That's right." Dian Kong's voice showed approval, "It's not that you dodged, but I told you to dodge."

Ye Fan was a little puzzled, he couldn't understand such a word game, and he didn't like it.

Diankong added: "I had already expected that you would dodge. In fact, the vast majority of strong people have the strength to avoid my move, and my move has already carried my lifelong comprehension, and I can no longer improve it. , do I have to give up and let those weak people trample on my dignity?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan was thoughtful.

He vaguely understood something.

That's right, the fact that one trick is delicious and eaten all over the world mostly only exists in idealistic novels.

The way of reality is changeable and has countless uncertain factors. —All impermanence is permanence.

If a move fails, they think it is useless and stop trying to improve. This is the mentality of the weak.

The real strong will not stick to any constant dogma. They are quick-witted and have many whimsical ideas, turning decay into magic.

"It seems that you have enlightened, but this is far from enough, you lack actual combat! Let me mention you again."

After all, others have moved.

Not as Ye Fan imagined, the black ball was not hit again, but moved with Dian Kong's body at a speed comparable to a galloping cheetah.

His footwork is nimble and ingenious, and his grade is already the second grade of Zhentian rank!

"It can still be used like this!"

This made Ye Fan unexpected. Although his speed was fast, it was not as fast as Ye Fan.

But his usage is wonderful, far from a simple long-range attack. At this moment, Ye Fan not only has to avoid the subsequent fists, but also has to beware of the black balls around Diankong.

Because suddenly, one of the black balls will shoot out, and it will be launched at almost zero distance, engulfing Ye Fan, which is unavoidable.

"We must distance ourselves from him!"

Ye Fan immediately made a judgment.