Clone of the heavens: I activated spiritual energy recovery

Zhang Wu supported the old man, and the golden light flowed in his body, slowly injecting it into the old man's body, recuperating the old man's body.

The golden light spell is a method of cultivating both life and life. Its essence is to improve the life source and longevity of the practitioner. The golden light is just a derivative method to fight the enemy.

The golden light transformed by the innate energy is full of vitality. Controlled by Zhang Wu, it travels throughout the old man's body and nourishes his body.

In such a short period of time, the old man's lifespan increased by at least one year, and Zhang Wu also left a lot of golden light in the old man's body, slowly nourishing the old man's body.

"What kind of method are you using, kid?"

"Master, take a guess."

The old man shook off Zhang Wu's hand, walked out of the study, returned to sit on the sofa, and was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

He knew his body very well. He was over 70 years old. He couldn't take more than two steps and was out of breath and weak. But for just a moment, his body felt warm, and then the weakness disappeared, as if his body had returned to the state of a 60-year-old. .

And this state did not disappear, as if he had been cast by an immortal and rejuvenated.

Zhang Wu's move was just casual.

Before, he only regarded Dongfang Meng as a rich woman, without much thought. He just thought of living a soft life and getting by.

But now someone is competing with him. Although the rich woman is not his yet, she has been predestined by him to a certain extent. How can he tolerate others taking away the person he recognizes.

Men are very possessive about certain things.

"Ye Chen, come with me, I have something to tell you."

Mr. Dongfang suppressed his surprise and doubts, repeated his old tricks, and called Ye Chen to the study to talk. He told Ye Chen that he needed to compete with Zhang Wu. In the new era, the engagement matter could not be counted. After all, Dongfang Meng's opinion must be respected.

Ye Chen has a kind of mysterious confidence. Regardless of whether there is an engagement or not, Dongfang Meng will fall in love with him. After all, he is the disciple of Master Seven Swords, the most talented disciple of Seven Swords Sect in a hundred years.

In the hall, Dongfang Meng stared at Zhang Wu, wondering what Zhang Wu talked about with her grandfather.

"Meng'er, do you want to know what I talked about with the old man?"

"Tell me, I always feel that my grandfather is hiding something from me."

"Hey, it's not a big deal. It's just that you and Ye Chen have an engagement. However, with my affectionate and reasonable persuasion, the old man gave up on abiding by the engagement and gave Ye Chen and I a fair chance to pursue you. Chance."

Zhang Wu is no longer shameless. It is obvious that the old man is open-minded, and it will be his credit as soon as he changes his mind. If there is a favorable impression, Dongfang Meng's favorable impression of him will increase no matter what.

Dongfang Meng showed an expression of realization, confirming her suspicions. As for Zhang Wu's nonsense, she chose not to believe it. She also knew the old man, and it must be the old man who was kind and gave her a chance to choose.

"Zhang Wu, you have to work hard, I will not easily agree to your pursuit."

"It seems that I have to take it seriously. I am determined to be the son-in-law of this wealthy family."

"If you are a bit promising, can't you marry me?"

"It's the same. You also know my situation. Home is where you are."

"This is too foul for you."

Grandma Dongfang looked at the two young people interacting with a smile. She had already predicted the future. On the road of life, the order of appearance is too important.

At this time, Mr. Dongfang and Ye Chen walked out of the study.

Ye Chen's expression did not change, he was still indifferent, but his eyes looking at Dongfang Meng became more passionate.

Zhang Wu casually met Ye Chen's eyes without giving in at all. He was not afraid of competing for the Eastern Dream with Ye Chen, who was suspected to be the protagonist of the world.

His power comes from the outside. He is born on a level higher than Ye Chen. With his main body and countless clones as his backing, he has no need to give in.

The old man said nothing on the side, but he actually had a preference in his heart. Although Ye Chen's medical skills were good, compared with Zhang Wu's fairy-like methods, they were still a bit unsatisfactory.

"Lao Zhang, arrange dinner."

"Yes, sir."

Everyone moved to the restaurant.

Zhang Wu and Dongfang Meng were indeed hungry, so they rushed to Dongfang Manor without eating in the afternoon.

The two sat together. After the old man started the meal, Zhang Wu was not polite and started to eat immediately. Dongfang Meng was more reserved because of the presence of outsiders, but the speed of eating was still faster due to Zhang Wu's influence.

The old man and Grandma Dongfang are old people. They don't eat much at night, so they eat a little as a token.

Ye Chen is a warrior and has a big appetite. Although he had eaten in the afternoon, he was still hungry at this point, so he started to eat immediately.

Ever since, a childish fight began.

Ye Chen saw Zhang Wu munching on meat and vegetables, and followed him not to be outdone, as if to prove that he was not weaker than Zhang Wu, which was really childish and interesting.

Zhang Wu remained unmoved and continued to eat at his own pace. There was really no point in fighting over things like eating. Eating was just eating, and there was no need to compete with anyone who was stronger or weaker.

After the meal, Dongfang Meng talked to the two old people, but did not bring Zhang Wu, let alone Ye Chen, so they were left in the hall.

"Hello, my name is Ye Chen, and I study under Master Seven Swords."

"Hello, my name is Zhang Wu, and I study under the nameless old man."

This was the first time the two had a face-to-face communication.

"Unknown old man? Which senior's chivalrous name is this?"

Ye Chen searched his memory and wanted to know who this unknown old man was, but he had no memory at all. He might be a reclusive master.

"Brother Ye, actually I haven't fought against anyone since I started learning martial arts. I wonder if I can compete with others."

Zhang Wu looked at Ye Chen and suddenly became interested.

After practicing for so long and traveling through several worlds, this was the first time he met someone he could fight with, so he just used this Ye Chen to test his strength.

Ye Chen also had itchy hands at this moment, and even had some dark thoughts in his heart. If he could get Zhang Wu into the hospital, there would be no competitors.

He is confident that his strength is invincible among the younger generation, and even the older generation rarely can beat him, so he is not worried that he will be defeated by Zhang Wu, but thinks about how to accidentally let Zhang Wu defeat him. Wu was hospitalized for a month or two.

"Brother Zhang, all I have learned are murderous boxing techniques. If you can't hold back your strength during the sparring process, it will be bad for you to injure me."

"Brother Ye, I have no eyesight in fists and feet, and my strength is not as good as others. I am the one who asked for the injury."

Zhang Wu didn't take it seriously. He didn't feel any danger from Ye Chen, which meant that Ye Chen was not as strong as him and could not pose much threat to him.

The two of them walked to an open space in the manor, ten meters apart, and both made a start gesture.

"Brother Zhang, the competition will begin after three beeps. If one side admits defeat, the competition will end."

"Brother Ye, let's start."

Both of them became serious.

"three"

"two"

"One"

"start."

After the three countdowns ended, Ye Chen was the first to take action. He had rich combat experience. When he was practicing martial arts with Master Seven Swords, he often traveled and challenged masters from all walks of life.

Zhang Wu was keeping still to cope with the changes, and at the same time he also wanted to see what methods Ye Chen would use.

Ye Chen is very fast, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, he can almost cross ten meters in a flash, but in Zhang Wu's eyes, he is very slow, just like a normal person running over.

Zhang Wu dodged Ye Chen's punch and hit Ye Chen's free chest with his backhand. He didn't dare to use all his strength in this blow. He only used five or six hundred kilograms of force. If he used all his strength, he was afraid that Hit Ye Chen to death at once.

Ye Chen got on, and then Ye Chen flew backwards for seven or eight meters. He vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted without taking a breath.

"Ahem, Butler Zhang, call an ambulance quickly and take Marven to the hospital."

Zhang Wu looked at his hands and then at Ye Chen who flew out. He didn't know whether he was too strong or Ye Chen was too weak.

Butler Zhang, who was watching the excitement on the side, was stunned. After hearing Zhang Wu's words, he quickly came to his senses and immediately took out his mobile phone to call an ambulance. As for Ye Chen who fell on the ground, no one dared to move, for fear that he would be injured if he moved. Ye Chen was even more seriously injured.

Zhang Wu checked Ye Chen's injuries and breathed a sigh of relief. He found that only two ribs were broken and he was bleeding internally. For a warrior, it was not a fatal injury and he could recover in a month or two.

A few minutes later, Dongfang Meng and the two old men came. Looking at Ye Chen who was lying on the ground with his chest stained red with blood, they looked at each other, wondering what had happened.

Butler Zhang immediately told what happened just now, after all, he was the only witness.

"Old man, doesn't Ye Chen say that he is very strong and invincible to the younger generation?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a joke."

The old man also had some doubts about whether what his old friend said was true. After all, Ye Chen was lying on the ground and was defeated by an unknown young man.

"Zhang Wu, are you okay?"

"Meng'er, I'm fine. I'm just a little emotional. It turns out that my master was right. My strength is invincible."

"Don't be poor. Is the one on the ground okay?"

"Ye Chen is fine. He has two broken ribs. He can just lie down and recuperate for a month or two. It won't be a problem."

"That's fine. Try not to do anything in the future. I'm afraid you'll accidentally beat someone to death."

"I listen to you. I'll try to do as little as possible. If I'm too strong, I'm afraid of killing people."

Dongfang Meng has a closer relationship with Zhang Wu, so he naturally cares about Zhang Wu. As for Ye Chen on the ground, he is really not familiar with him, as long as he is not dead.

Fifteen minutes later, the ambulance took Ye Chen away, and Butler Zhang accompanied him to the hospital to explain the situation. After all, if something happened to someone in the Dongfang family, the Dongfang family would definitely be responsible.