Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

In order to allow the sprout to develop quickly, Yang Jian's thoughts changed quickly and he quickly said: "The people in the sprout said that the ancestor Wu was so talented and strategic that he devoted himself to the study of martial arts and paved the way for those who came after him. Naturally, he had no intention of gaining any fame."

Su Yuntao's eyes sparkled, and he felt yearning in his heart. He asked curiously: "What about the strength of Martial Ancestor? I only know about the level of bone forging. Judging from its description, it should be no match for Douluo."

Yang Jian knew that it was not good to go too far, so he shook his head and said with facts: "As for the evil soul master a few days ago, he was still a powerful soul saint who could break free from the hands of five soul emperors and soul saints. It is said that he is He was beaten to death by Wu Zu."

Su Yuntao lost his voice and said: "What! It turned out to be Wu Zu's doing!"

The five demon-hunting knights searched all the way into the mountains with no results. Later, when they turned back in disappointment, they found Xue Ling's decapitated body. For this reason, they issued a reward notice in Notting City for the person who killed Xue Ling. You can go and get a hefty bounty.

But no one ever went.

Su Yuntao suppressed the shock in his heart and said to Yang Jian: "Little Overlord, you have always been arrogant and arrogant, and you don't even look down on the Spirit Hall."

"Now that I listen to your words, I have great respect for this Martial Ancestor."

I admire myself......Yang Jian smiled secretly in his heart, and at the same time showed a look of yearning in his eyes, saying: "Of course, even the Wuhun Palace has never I thought about giving ordinary people the opportunity to practice."

"I really want to meet Martial Ancestor."

"Actually, no matter what his strength is, just looking at his philosophy, we know that he is destined to be a man of influence, a master of a generation, and a pioneer of the times."

Yang Jian was not polite when he boasted.

Su Yuntao was affected by his words and asked hurriedly: "Can you introduce someone to me?"

Having said so much, I finally got to the point.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "Of course, but I want to ask the other party if they want to see you."

Su Yuntao breathed a sigh of relief and said: "As long as there is a chance, it will be fine if there is a chance."

After a pause, he looked at Yang Jian and asked curiously: "Then have you practiced martial arts? You must have joined that sprout, right?"

Yang Jian immediately shook his head and sneered: "You're kidding me. I'm born with full soul power and a top-notch martial soul. I can eat and drink and become a titled Douluo. How can I be the same as you?"

"I just admire Martial Ancestor's philosophy. After all, there are not many people as talented as me."

This is indeed true, but only Yang Jian himself knows that his so-called talent is very rich.

Because Yang Jian's innate full soul power is actually internal power, and the top-level martial soul has a lot to do with the foundation laid by practicing since his mother's womb. It is also due to martial arts and the body of reincarnation and time travel.

Unless they are really born smart, how many people can cultivate their internal strength when their martial soul awakens at the age of six.

Most people of the same age are basically ignorant.

Su Yuntao thought about it carefully, then looked at Yang Jian with envy, and sighed: "This world is so unfair. Hey, if I had the talent of a soul master like you, I would definitely not be able to learn martial arts."

"But you didn't." Yang Jian blinked and said seriously.

Su Yuntao almost didn't come back after taking a breath, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I understand."

"The only path I can take is martial arts."

After a pause, he sighed with emotion: "People's ambitions are really endless. I used to think that if I could become the master of the palace, other things would not matter. The weaker I am, the weaker I am."

"But now that I have really got what I wanted, I am eager to think about whether there is an opportunity to enhance my own strength."

Yang Jian nodded and agreed: "Your thoughts are normal."

"Without strength, both status and fame are empty. You might even kill a more powerful robber or thief if you meet one."

"You are truly strong when you are strong within yourself. External objects are just passing clouds and unreal."

A fleeting cloud......Su Yuntao thought about this word and felt that it was of great benefit. Many things that he could not figure out before became clear at this moment. He couldn't help but look at Yang Jian and marveled. He said: "You kid, I don't know how many years it takes to produce a freak."

"Whether it's talent or character, they are all so terrifying."

Yang Jian stopped Su Yuntao's words and corrected him: "He is a genius. Freak is too ugly."

Su Yuntao shook his head, rubbed his aching shoulders, and said, "Little genius, don't forget to introduce me to someone who can help me."

"I'm going to practice. This martial arts is really addictive. It makes you feel uncomfortable when you stop."

Listening to Su Yuntao's words, Yang Jian's eyes showed a strange look and he was very surprised.

Because cultivation is a very boring process, even he will only be happy with the improvement of his own strength, rather than liking the boring process.

Especially the horizontal exercises are even more torture.

When he was practicing the horizontal exercise, he would grit his teeth and hit the mountain wall. The process was quite sour.

Then why does Su Yuntao say that it becomes addictive to practice?

Yang Jian became curious, so he pulled Su Yuntao and said, "How did you practice?"

"I just took a look at the secret book. It seems that you have to hit yourself with heavy objects during the practice. It must be uncomfortable."

Su Yuntao glanced at Yang Jian in surprise and said, "You can find this just by looking through it. Little Overlord, you must also have a strong talent in martial arts."?

After thinking about it, he simply said: "Come with me, you will know if you see my practice process with your own eyes."

"It's very comfortable. You might want to learn it after reading it."

Very comfortable? Yang Jian was even more surprised.

Is it possible that Su Yuntao has some special method?Maybe you can learn from it yourself.

Immediately, Su Yuntao took Yang Jian back to his new house.

After becoming the master of the palace, his status increased greatly and he directly bought himself the largest and most luxurious house in the backyard.

This new house covers hundreds of square meters. The mahogany floor is covered with square unknown animal skins. The shelves next to it are filled with various carefully carved ornaments. There is an incense burner on the square table to purify the air. There is a weapons rack at the door, with everything from wooden knives and wooden swords to stone hammers and iron blades.

"Tsk, things will be different after becoming the master of the palace."

"The house is much more luxurious than before."

Yang Jian joked.

Su Yuntao smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not easy to become the master of the palace. Of course, I want to enjoy a little luxury."

"Don't mention these, it's time for me to practice. If you are interested, just watch from the side."

Hearing this, Yang Jian sat on an exquisite wooden chair with cushions and watched how Su Yuntao would turn the torturous horizontal exercise into an addictive martial art that could be enjoyed.

There were people watching, but Su Yuntao didn't care and directly took out a heavy stone knife and put it at hand.

Then he took off his shirt, revealing his upper body, which was covered in scars and streaks and was already somewhat muscular and reflective.

Immediately, under Yang Jian's dumbfounded gaze, Su Yuntao picked up the stone knife, struck himself hard with his backhand, and grunted at the same time.

What surprised Yang Jian was naturally not Su Yuntao's actions.

Because that is the standard horizontal practice method.

What really surprised him was Su Yuntao's expression at this time.

The stone knife fell hard on the body, leaving a clear red and swollen mark, which must have been very painful, but Su Yuntao frowned slightly, showing an outrageous expression that seemed to be in pain, but actually enjoyed it, and half-squinted his eyes.

That muffled groan sounded more like a moan of relief.

Seeing this move, Yang Jian had some vague guesses in his heart and was very surprised.

Then, the stone knives fell like a storm, leaving dense red and swollen traces on Su Yuntao's body. Many places slowly turned into a silt color, but he kept enjoying it, with an intoxicated look on his face and a constant groan.

After just watching for a few minutes, Yang Jian called him "good guy" and "Jue Juezi".

"Absolutely, really absolutely."

"No wonder it's progressing so fast. It turns out it's so good."

Because it was really a bit eye-catching, after looking at it for another minute, Yang Jian casually found an excuse to say goodbye in a hurry.

Until he left Wuhun Hall, he still had a somewhat frightened expression on his face.

He was afraid that if he watched Su Yuntao practice for a while longer, he could not help but slap him and spin him 720 degrees. He finally suppressed the urge to do it.

"Su Yuntao is definitely a genius in terms of horizontal martial arts."

Yang Jian shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to forget the scene he just saw, because it was so eye-catching that he couldn't help but gasp when he thought about it.

The most important thing is that Su Yuntao didn't realize that he had a unique hobby.

I probably thought that was the feeling that comes with practicing martial arts.

"I don't know if the girl named Sisi knows about it."

Turning his head to look at the direction where Su Yuntao lived, Yang Jian recalled the joyful enjoyment he had just enjoyed in his mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.