Chapter 122 The defense is broken, brother
"You want to challenge me?"
Facing Wang Ao's unabashed provocation, Ye Qingzhou looked stunned.
Yali Middle School had already notified him in advance of his coming this time. He mainly hoped that Ye Qingzhou could come over as a guest, talk about advanced experiences in martial arts, and impart some insights. He definitely did not want to step on Ye Qingzhou and praise his own family. The idea of a new martial arts star rising to the top.
Therefore, even this fixed part of the exchange competition academy challenge was canceled in advance.
After all, in the opinion of the Yali Middle School, Ye Qingzhou, who has practiced thunder to a superb level, has no shortcomings and must be invincible among martial arts families of the same level.
At this time, Ye Qingzhou was just like Zhang Xinwu when he first debuted. He was so powerful that he had no friends and defeated countless martial arts geniuses of the same age.
Even some powerful seniors in the martial arts world were later defeated by Zhang Xinwu's fists and feared him like a tiger.
Ye Qingzhou has now also shown qualifications and potential that surpass Zhang Xinwu. Therefore, before inviting Ye Qingzhou to come, a consensus was reached within Yali Middle School that the martial arts rookies in the school must have a learning mentality. Go and listen carefully to Ye Qingzhou's "lectures".
However, for a martial arts genius like Wang Ao who was in the rebellious stage, this arrangement obviously had the opposite effect.
We are all equal, why can I only listen to you in the audience?
We haven’t even fought each other before, so why does the school think I will lose?
Wang Ao, who was unconvinced, was aroused by the school teacher's arrangement and had a rebellious mentality. He now wanted to witness with his own eyes how powerful Ye Qingzhou, the genius who was rumored to be miraculous, could be!
"It's not a challenge, it's just a discussion."
Wang Ao stood tall, holding a spear in his right hand. His name was Yan Feng. The whole body was made of iron. The tip of the spear was as red as blood. Whenever it was violently rubbed, it would emit a dazzling fire.
As his name suggests, Wang Ao is naturally arrogant and has a wild and unruly personality.
The more people don't let him do something, he will do it and do his best, leaving those who look down on him speechless.
At this moment, Wang Ao held a gun in his hand and looked at Ye Qingzhou with a provocative look in his eyes: "What, are you afraid?"
"Interesting."
With a smile on his face, Ye Qingzhou stood up, walked down the podium step by step, and finally stood in front of Wang Ao: "Originally, with your strength, you were not qualified to challenge me. But since you are here as a guest at Yali Middle School, then I will give the leaders of your school some face and come to give you some guidance personally.”
"Haha, I hope your ability is as crazy as yours."
Wang Ao could feel neither the vigorous blood nor the rushing inner breath from Ye Qingzhou, so he naturally thought that Ye Qingzhou's internal and external training was a mess and that he must have earned his reputation in vain.
And he is going to be here today to prove to everyone that he is the real genius!
At the judges' table, Deng Jianxin, the director of Yali Middle School's fighting center, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
He found Xu Lan in a panic and said in a sincere tone: "Mr. Xu, Wang Ao studied under Master Li Yanwen. Although his character is a bit proud, his nature is not bad."
Flame Spear Li Yanwen!
Star City's long-established martial arts master has reached the pinnacle of spear skills. He once challenged countless martial arts masters with his self-created "Nine Battles of a Prairie Fire" spear technique, and is ranked among the top 500 in the world!
He is the strongest "Top 500" human being in Blue Star and a prestigious martial arts master!
As a direct disciple of Li Yanwen, although Wang Ao was born as a commoner, his status was by no means worse than that of any second-generation Xiu from a martial arts family.
Xu Lan instantly understood Deng Jianxin's underlying meaning. This was because he was afraid that Ye Qingzhou would not strike lightly and maim Wang Ao or even kill him, making it difficult for him to explain.
"Ye Qingzhou."
Xu Lan gave Ye Qingzhou a look.
And Ye Qingzhou understood it instantly, and silently complained in his heart: "Relationship households are really troublesome."
Then he looked at Wang Ao with calm eyes without any emotion.
I saw Ye Qingzhou pointing his swords together, stimulating the sword energy, drawing a circle with a diameter of one meter with himself as the center, and said in a calm tone: "For the sake of fairness, I stand still and let you fight, and you, As long as you can knock me out of the circle, you win.”
As soon as this statement came out, everyone around him was in an uproar.
Especially here at Yali Middle School, the students from several major martial arts clubs exploded, with expressions of indignation and dissatisfaction on their faces. They felt that Ye Qingzhou didn't take Yali Middle School too seriously.
"Is Ye Qingzhou crazy?"
"Even if you are such a genius, isn't this too arrogant?"
"Do you really think that winning the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition will make you arrogant? Wang Ao also won the Yunmeng Spear Competition!"
Members of the Yali Middle School Swordsmanship Club came to Liang Jia one after another: "Sister, what do you think?"
"Of course I sat and watched!"
Liang Jia's cheeks were bulging at this time, and she felt that Ye Qingzhou was too trusting: "Wang Ao is the number one genius in our Yali Middle School. He is so talented in spear skills that even Master Li wants to accept him as his disciple." , Teach him carefully. How dare you stand still and let him fight? I wonder how he will make a fool of himself later!”
In the eyes of the students at Yali Middle School, they were not very clear about how strong Ye Qingzhou was. Even Liang Jia only had one experience of fighting against Ye Qingzhou, and it had been a while.
In comparison, they knew better how strong Wang Ao was.
The fire and forest are strong!
Even the strongest fire is only one step away from the state of perfection.
Among the six basic postures of wind, fire, mountain, forest, yin, and thunder, any basic posture that can be mastered before the age of twenty can already be called a genius.
Anyone who can reach the state of Dacheng in any discipline is a genius among geniuses, a being that ordinary people can only look up to throughout their lives.
However, Wang Ao was able to train both the fire force and the forest force to the level of perfection. Even within three years, the fire force would definitely reach the perfect state.
With such a level of cultivation, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius in martial arts.
Li Yanwen even praised Wang Ao as a master many times in front of outsiders!
If he was not really optimistic about Wang Ao's talent and qualifications, Li Yanwen, who had not accepted a direct disciple for many years, would not have made an exception to accept Wang Ao as his disciple, teach him carefully, and pass on his unique skills.
What Li Yanwen longed for was nothing more than to cultivate a disciple who could challenge the realm of a master so that he could pass on his mantle.
Since becoming a disciple of Li Yanwen, Wang Ao has also made rapid progress and has long been accustomed to enjoying the spotlight and applause.
This was the first time for him to be underestimated like this.
Therefore, Wang Ao tightly held the submachine gun in his hand. He saw his angry eyebrows flying and his eyes as sharp as knives looking at Ye Qingzhou. He bared his teeth and asked: "My fire is approaching the perfection state. Are you sure you want to stand still?" Don’t move and let me fight?”
Ye Qingzhou's eyes remained calm, not at all touched by Wang Ao's anger.
In his eyes, no matter how much Wang Ao showed his teeth and claws, it was meaningless, it was nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree.
So when Ye Qingzhou looked at Wang Ao, he sighed softly: "You should be lucky. If you didn't have a good teacher, you would probably have to kneel down to talk to me now."
"Okay, okay, since you are looking for a fight, I won't be polite to you anymore."
After the two stood still, Wang Ao raised his spear and stabbed, and the move he used was the starting move of "Nine Battles of a Prairie Fire" - Passing the Fire.
The shot of Zheng Zhengping seems ordinary, but in fact it has a hidden secret.
If the opponent blocks or avoids a stabbing shot, he will be faced with Wang Ao's subsequent pursuit and combos, which will make it difficult to parry.
However, Ye Qingzhou neither blocked nor dodged. He really stood there and allowed Wang Ao's spear tip to poke into his chest.
Dang~
The submachine gun seemed to hit the bronze bell, making a loud noise. No matter how hard Wang Ao exerted himself, the tip of the gun could not make an inch forward.
"How is it possible?"
Wang Ao showed an expression of disbelief, and his breathing froze.
Although Xin Huo Chuan Chuan's move is not known for its power, his attack may even be able to pierce through a homogeneous steel armor equivalent to 80 mm.
Even if what is parked in front of you is an armored tank, you will still get a hole in it with one shot!
But what the hell is Ye Qingzhou?
Even if the iron cloth shirt and the golden bell were practiced together, the physical strength would not be able to reach this level!
Little did he know that since leaving Lingyun Cave, Ye Qingzhou had used dragon flames to refine the golden scales on the Kangjin Dragon's slough every day, and the strength of his immortal golden body increased rapidly.
In addition, Ye Qingzhou has mastered the mountains to a superb level. As long as he stands on the ground, he can consume the energy in his body at any time, thus deflecting the opponent's attack to the ground under his feet.
For him, Wang Ao's attack was not even a tickle.
Ye Qingzhou stood there, motionless, but withstood Wang Ao's ferocious attack without any damage, which dumbfounded the people around him.
Not only the students of Yali No. 1 Middle School, but also Deng Jianxin, who was a professional martial arts master, looked shocked at this time. He looked at Xu Lan beside him with a wry smile: "Linjiang No. 1 Middle School actually cultivated someone like Ye Qingzhou. You are a genius, the quality of your school is really unmatched.”
Xu Lan could only reply politely: "No, it's mainly because of Ye Qingzhou's outstanding talent."
The shock in her heart was no less than that of Deng Jianxin.
It was true that Ye Qingzhou's progress was so fast that it exceeded her imagination. It had only been less than a month since the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition, and Ye Qingzhou was already so strong that she couldn't understand it. Even she didn't dare to stand still and take the shot just now. She had to use her body skills and the technique of transferring force to catch it without any injuries.
Ye Qingzhou was good. He said he would stand still and let people beat him, but he really stood still!
But in her heart, Xu Lan was still very happy. She was proud of being able to teach such a student.
Dang~dang~dang~
Wang Ao kept changing his moves, shaking his gun and stabbing Ye Qingzhou's eyes, throat, ears and other vital parts, but still failed.
Ye Qingzhou stood still, closed his eyes and closed his ears. His skin was so tough that Wang Ao's spear was bent, unable to pierce Ye Qingzhou's eyelids and ears. Finally, he turned around and shot Ye Qingzhou's throat, but the result was It was the reaction force of the rebound that knocked him away.
"Try harder, haven't you eaten?"
Ye Qingzhou opened his eyes and was a little impatient with Wang Ao's "soft-legged shrimp" attack, so he had to urge him: "Is this all you have the ability to do?"
"You!!!"
Wang Ao was greatly stimulated when he heard this, his whole body was hot and red, and he was already in a state of rage: "I don't believe that I can't break through your defense!"
Then he saw his anger burst out, and he was in a hurry to breathe. He directly turned on the violent mode of "Red Temperature". He was currently the most proficient in the "Nine Battles of a Prairie Fire", and he had already reached the mastery level of the intermediate enhanced type. Martial Arts - Wildfire is endless.
This move contains not only superb martial arts skills, but also Li Yanwen's knowledge and understanding of martial arts, and is the condensation of his own martial arts will.
The wildfire is endless, which means using force to stop the war, and the war is never ending!
The fire and the forest alternately transform, and with the blessing of the two inner breath powers, Wang Ao seems to have gained endless explosive power, allowing him to continue to engage in high-intensity battles.
"Break it for me!"
With one step, the ground was broken, and Wang Ao's spear tip danced with wildfire all over the sky, attacking Ye Qingzhou with the force of sweeping the world.
However, facing such a wild and fierce attack, Ye Qingzhou still stood with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.
Dang~
The flames tore apart Ye Qingzhou's school uniform, revealing his pale golden skin and muscles that were strong but not bloated, as if they were carefully carved from marble.
"Ahhh! Break it for me!"
Wang Ao rotated the barrel of the gun, and the tip of the famous gun turned into an electric drill. The tip of the gun rubbed Ye Qingzhou's chest, sparks were drilled out, but it was still unable to break through Ye Qingzhou's absolute defense.
Boom~
The accumulated inner energy suddenly exploded, and Wang Ao was knocked away again under the backlash of energy.
When he landed, his tiger's mouth cracked open, and blood flowed down the barrel of Yan Feng's gun and continued to fall to the ground.
The people around him all looked like they had seen a ghost at this time.
Ye Qingzhou's defense was not broken.
But as for Wang Ao, he obviously broke his defense.
"Impossible!"
"No reason!"
"How come it can't be penetrated?"
Wang Ao had tried his best just now, but he couldn't even scratch Ye Qingzhou's skin, so much so that he even doubted whether he was practicing fake martial arts.
We are all of the same age, there is no reason why the gap should be so big!
Ye Qingzhou was not surprised at all. You must know that the "Refining True Gold in Fire" he practiced was Kang Jinlong's external training method. The immortal golden body he developed was indestructible and was said to be immortal.
Even if he is only at Xiao Cheng's level now, it cannot be shaken by Wang Ao's marksmanship.
What's more, Ye Qingzhou can also use the Longyuan Sword to upgrade the high-grade divine gold extracted from the golden scales into earthly treasure-level divine gold, which makes the strength of his golden body even higher.
Coupled with the mountainous terrain that has reached the divine realm, the defense is so high that ordinary physical killing martial arts will no longer have much effect on him.
A quarter of an hour later...
Ye Qingzhou stood there and looked at Wang Ao, who was breathing heavily, expressionlessly: "Do you want to continue?"
"You!"
The continuous high-intensity bursts made Wang Ao's limbs sore and weak, and he could no longer lift his spirits.
At this time, he could only stare at Ye Qingzhou with a stubborn expression and gritted his teeth: "I can fight again!"
After saying that, he held the gun, stood upright, mobilized the energy in his body, and looked like he would continue to attack.
In the end, Deng Jianxin couldn't stand it anymore and quickly asked someone to help Wang Ao down to rest.
If the fight continued, he was really afraid that the stubborn Wang Ao would tire himself to death.
When Wang Ao was being carried down, he still shouted: "I haven't lost, I can still fight!"
In the spectator seats of Yali Middle School, no one spoke. In fact, the battle just now left them unable to find a reason to argue.
Ye Qingzhou stood still and let Wang Ao beat him, what else could he do?
We can't let Ye Qingzhou kill himself with a sword on the spot, right?
Several martial arts rookies sitting next to Liang Jia also sighed with emotion at this time, saying with a look of conviction: "It is easy to shake a mountain, but it is difficult to shake a leaf and a boat."
"This is the real immovable mountain. From beginning to end, it really hasn't moved a step. It's so strong that it's unreasonable."
"Liu Yi, what kind of martial arts did Ye Qingzhou use just now? Pan Shou is still on the ground. Did you see it?"
"I couldn't understand it, but I was shocked."
"How come you can't understand? Aren't you majoring in mountains?"
"My mountain is just a small mound. Ye Qingzhou's mountain is a majestic mountain. Can it be the same? It's normal for me not to understand."
Then, everyone's attention focused on Liang Jia: "Liang Jia, I heard that you have fought against Ye Qingzhou?"
"Yeah."
Liang Jia nodded absently, she was a little confused at the moment.
I originally thought that my strength had improved a lot and I would definitely be able to regain my place with Ye Qingzhou.
The result was good now. Even Wang Ao, who was completely better than her in strength, was defeated by Ye Qingzhou.
No, it can't even be considered a defeat, because Ye Qingzhou never fought back from beginning to end, and Wang Ao made himself tired.
Liang Jia has always been brooding about her defeat at the hands of Ye Qingzhou.
But the other martial arts rookies at Yali Middle School didn't see it that way. At this time, they all looked at Liang Jia with admiration: "How many moves did you and Ye Qingzhou pass?"
Liang Jia was a little embarrassed, but still told the truth: "Three moves."
She wanted to say that at that time, she probably couldn't even catch Ye Qingzhou's sword.
But before she could finish speaking, the students around her all showed expressions of wonder and admiration: "It's amazing. You can actually follow Ye Qingzhou's three moves. It's amazing!"
"Yeah, if I were to face Ye Qingzhou, I probably wouldn't be able to withstand a single sword blow."
Others were convinced of this. Judging from the tyrannical strength Ye Qingzhou showed when he faced Wang Ao just now, Liang Jia, who could fight Ye Qingzhou in three moves, was terrifyingly strong in their eyes.
"..."
When Liang Jia saw this, she didn't know what to say.
At this moment, even she began to change her mind: "Maybe, losing to Ye Qingzhou is not a bad thing?"
Not only is it not a bad thing, but it might also be a good thing in the future. After all, it is embarrassing to lose to a novice, but to lose to a peerless master, you still lose after three moves. Isn't this a big boast to everyone?
etc!
How could I think that?
So unambitious!
Liang Jia felt ashamed of the thoughts that just came into her mind.
(End of chapter)