Martial Arts Reigns

Ye Ming, it turns out that you have been practicing martial arts secretly! You are so hidden! He was shocked and angry, and sneered, I will tell the clan leader about this, and I guess I don't need to say more about the consequences, right? You I’m afraid this cultivation level will be ruined just like before!”

Ye Ming defeated the enemy with one punch and his confidence greatly increased. He said solemnly: Ye Yong, do you think you can leave today?

Ye Yong's expression changed. Seeing that he couldn't scare Ye Ming, he knew something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away.

Want to destroy me? I'll destroy you first! Ye Ming roared wildly, and the third most powerful form of the Julang Fist, Julang Tao Tian, was unleashed. Stepping on Shunpo, the whole person turned into an afterimage, chasing the opponent. The speed was too fast, and he was behind Ye Yong in an instant, and then punched out.

Boom!

The eight-level vitality wave roared out, and actually rushed out of the fist several meters, turning into a human-sized fist of vitality, which was unstoppable.

At the critical moment, Ye Yong hurriedly punched backwards. It's a pity that the power of his punch cannot be compared to Ye Ming. Halfway through the punch, he was overwhelmed by the huge fist of vitality.

boom!

The power of the eighth-level vitality wave was undoubtedly great. Ye Yong's whole body was blown away. The arm that faced the attack endured huge pressure and twisted and deformed under the external force. Starting from the shoulder, all the bones were shattered and bloody. The stubble directly pierced the skin and was still steaming when exposed to the air.

What's even worse is that his internal organs were also affected and almost shattered, so the person spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. After landing on the ground, he became motionless and silent. He was actually dead!

drive!

In the distance, a figure ran away on horseback in panic, like a bereaved dog. Ye Ming took a closer look, who was it not Ye Zhenxiong who was chasing before?

You're here and you still want to run away? Without stopping, Ye Ming's ferocious aura was still fierce. He roared and chased after one person and one horse.

The vitality in Ren and Du's two meridians was rolling like a tide, filling his whole body with strength. He was as fast as a galloping horse, and he could catch up with him in a dozen breaths.

It was Ye Zhenxiong who was immediately there. He wanted to give Ye Ming a lesson in his spare time, but unexpectedly he saw the scene where Ye Ming defeated Ye Yong and Ye Qiang with one punch after another. Ye Yong and Ye Qiang were much stronger than him. Knowing that he was no enemy, he was so frightened that he immediately galloped on his horse and fled back to Ye's house.

While running, Ye Zhenxiong looked back. It doesn't matter at this glance. I saw a figure running faster than a horse. The other person's eyes were burning with anger and he was chasing after him closely. Who was it if it wasn't Ye Ming?

Drive! Hurry up! Ye Zhenxiong was so frightened that he whipped his whip wildly, wishing that the horse would have wings so that it could run faster.

You must not be chased by that kid. Growing up, I bullied him a lot. This kid is crazy now. Even the Ye family dared to beat him. He even broke my legs last time. Now he is chasing me with all his strength. He will definitely He has murderous intentions. A picture emerged in Ye Zhenxiong's mind. Ye Ming was beaten by his companions until he was lying on the ground, covered in blood, with a bruised nose and face, but he still had to ride on the opponent and laugh wildly, and then solved the problem. He opened his pants and peed on him, which was the most humiliating thing possible.

He knew that once he was caught up by Ye Ming, the other party would be cruel, and revenge would require at least a severe beating. Even a broken leg like the last time would be light!

Ye Ming! Why are you chasing me? He ran and screamed, his voice trembling with fear.

Ye Ming didn't answer with a cold face, and ran without saying a word. Thirty steps, twenty steps, ten steps, it's very close. Ye Zhenxiong was so frightened that his hair stood on end, his scalp was numb and his back was cold. I thought to myself, based on Ye Ming's ability to defeat Ye Yong and Ye Qiang just now, wouldn't he be able to kill himself with one punch?

Nephew Ye Xian? Why are you in such a hurry? Suddenly, a voice shouted from the side of the street, with a strong voice and a calm tone.

When Ye Zhenxiong heard the voice, he quickly turned around and saw a bearded middle-aged man standing by the street with four warriors. He recognized the other person's identity at a glance and shouted quickly: Wu Shibo, please save me! After saying that, he jumped off the horse and ran towards the bearded man.

My dear nephew, don't panic, who is that person chasing you behind? the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, his eyes twinkling.

Ye Zhenxiong hid behind him and said bitterly: It's that little beast Ye Ming!

Ye Ming? The bearded man's eyes flashed, he stood in front of him and shouted to Ye Ming in a deep voice, Is this the person coming, Ye Ming?

Ye Ming saw the middle-aged man from afar. He knew this man very well. This person is Wu Hanyu's father, his good brother-in-law Wu Shihao, with whom his father once married Jinlan and became brothers with different surnames. It's just that he really doesn't have much closeness to this ruthless uncle.

It's me. Ye Ming said calmly, still polite, Uncle Wu, long time no see.

Wu Shihao glanced at Ye Ming, with surprise flashing in his eyes. He could see that Ye Ming had vitality fluctuations all over his body, and he should be able to get through Xiao Zhoutian, who was at least the fourth level martial artist. Although he didn't pay attention to Ye Ming on weekdays, he still sent someone to inquire. According to the information he received, the son of this foster brother was not taken seriously by the Ye family at all, and sometimes he even didn't have enough to eat.

He also knew that Ye Ming's previous cultivation was indeed good, and he was a third-level martial artist at the age of twelve. Unfortunately, his meridians were destroyed by Ye Zhenying, and his cultivation suddenly dropped, and he could no longer practice. But the situation before him was beyond his expectation. Not only did Ye Ming recover from his injuries, he had now reached at least the fourth level of a martial arts disciple!

Rolling his eyes, Wu Shihao smiled: Nephew Ye Ming, what are you doing? Zhenxiong is your clan brother, why are you chasing him?

This is my business, don't worry Uncle Wu. Ye Ming responded coldly.

Insolent! How dare you speak to our master like this? Are you tired of living? A tall man walked out of the four servants behind Wu Shihao and scolded Ye Ming fiercely. He even rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was about to take action. Mode.

Ye Ming took a look at the other people. Wu Shihao's cultivation level was very high, and he couldn't see through it at all. And as far as he knew, as early as five years ago, this Yibo had already reached the ninth level of martial arts. Now, I am afraid that I have entered the tenth level of martial arts and reached the concentration level.

The first level of Ning Jin is the bottleneck for all warriors. Once it is broken through, Yuan Jin can be formed, and the lethality will increase exponentially. With his current strength, he may not be Wu Shihao's opponent. Furthermore, the four people behind the opponent are not ordinary people, at least they have cultivation levels above Xiao Zhoutian.

He quickly judged that it was impossible to deal with Ye Zhenxiong today, so he slowly took a step back and said: Since Wu Shibo said it, I will let this puppy go today. After saying this, he didn't even look up. He turned around and left.

Little beast, wait! I will break your hands and feet and make you a street beggar for the rest of your life! Ye Zhenxiong yelled fiercely from behind, but he did not dare to catch up.

Ye Ming paused his feet slightly and said coldly without looking back: Ye Zhenxiong, it won't be long before you despicable people will look up to me!

Watching Ye Ming go away, Wu Shihao thought thoughtfully and said to Ye Zhenxiong: Nephew Ye, it's getting late, let's go back. This time he came to Ye's house as a guest attending the Ye family's big competition. He was there a few days ago. almost there. His daughter Wu Hanyu also came together and is currently in Ye Mansion.

Ye Ming quickly found an inn to stay at. After entering the guest room, he suddenly remembered Ye Zhenxiong's words: Ye Zhenxiong said he wanted to break my hands and feet. I'm afraid he didn't say this. He thought to himself, I'm going to break my hands and feet. If I hurt Ye Yong and Ye Qiang, the Ye family won't let me go. Well, now that we've broken up with each other, I have no worries!

On the other side, Ye Zhenxiong and Wu Shihao have returned to the Ye family. As a guest, Wu Shihao could not get involved in the Ye family's affairs, so he went back to his room to rest. As for the Ye family, because of Ye Zhenxiong's experience, they held a family meeting in the meeting hall for the second time.

What? You said little beast Ye Ming is already little Zhou Tian? After hearing Ye Zhenxiong's words, Ye Zhenxiong's face changed drastically, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, and there was a trace of fear in the depth of his eyes.

Ye Zhenxiong was almost caught by Ye Ming, and he kept saying with fear: Yes, Uncle Wu was there at the time, and he also said that Ye Ming was at least the fourth level of martial arts disciple!

Ye Zhenying didn't believe it at all. He frowned and said: Zhenxiong, are you talking nonsense? I followed my grandfather's instructions and used Ghost Ax Fist to destroy his meridians. How can he still practice? And he has reached the fourth level of martial arts. ?”

Ye Wansheng frowned. He glanced at the half-dead Ye Yong and asked: Ye Yong, you have fought with Ye Ming. Tell everyone, what is Ye Ming's current strength?

Ye Yong barely had the strength to speak, and half of his body was disabled. It was good to be alive now. Upon hearing the question, he showed a look of horror on his face and murmured: The power of that little beast's punch is comparable to that of the ninth level martial arts disciple, I am no match for him!

Are you talking nonsense! Comparable to the ninth level of martial arts? Even a genius from a great religion is not so terrifying, right? With Ye Ming's virtue, do you think he is comparable to the ninth level of martial arts? Ye Zhenying still didn't believe it. He didn't believe that a loser who was stepped on by him at the beginning has become so powerful now. This is completely unreasonable!

Ye Ziyuan and others also frowned, feeling that Ye Yong's words were too exaggerated.

Poor Ye Yong was too seriously injured. Seeing that others didn't believe what he said with great difficulty, he became so anxious that he fainted.

The Ye family didn't care about him. Ye Wansheng said solemnly: It's always right to be careful. Since Ye Ming's strength is comparable to the ninth level of martial arts, then don't blame us for being ruthless. The competition will be in three days, and he must not be allowed to appear. ! Otherwise, no one in the young generation of the Ye family will be his enemy.

Ye Wanming's eyes flashed and he said: Brother, this matter needs to be handled by outsiders, so leave it to me.

Regarding Ye Wanming, Ye Wansheng was quite relieved. He nodded: I have to prepare for the martial arts competition, but I have no skills. Third brother will have to work hard for this.