Chapter 625 Martial Arts Festival

After Ying'er finished discussing "Martial Arts", Qin Yi left under Ying'er's reluctant eyes.

"Brother, you must visit Ying'er often. Ying'er will miss you."

Ying'er waved her chubby little hand and said goodbye to Qin Yi, with two crystal clear tears in her dark eyes.

"Yes. Ying'er should practice well and grow up. Brother will definitely come to see you often." Qin Yi smiled.

He wanted to bring Ying'er into the Kyushu Holy See, but he felt that doing so was too risky. Although the little guy had now broken through to the seventh realm of the sect, he was still too young and had a spotless mind. It was very dangerous in a place like the Kyushu Holy See where people were mixed.

After careful consideration, Qin Yi decided to let Ying'er follow King Senluo first. With King Senluo as a strict teacher and her own potential, it would be difficult for Ying'er to improve by leaps and bounds.

Under the extremely fast development situation, Qin Yi finally rushed back to the Kyushu Holy See after three days.

Still far away, Qin Yi saw the huge sacred mountain where the high-ranking officials of the Holy See lived, quietly suspended in the sky above the Holy See. The entire sacred mountain exuded a faint divine glow, looking solemn and sacred.

In the Holy See, the imperial guards who could usually be seen everywhere were nowhere to be seen at this time. The entire Holy See seemed empty and lonely.

"They must all be at the martial arts arena."

Qin Yi understood in his heart. He raised his head and glanced at the sacred mountain without a sound in the mid-air, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I finally arrived in time. The event seems to have not started yet..."

It unfolded at extremely high speed, and in an instant, Qin Yi appeared in the square.

On the square, everyone in the Holy See has gathered here, and no one has been left behind. All the people are looking up at the sacred mountain above the Holy See, with pious and fanatical expressions.

Qin Yi's arrival caused a slight commotion in the quiet square.

"This boy who is angry with both men and gods dares to be late for even the 'martial arts' event hosted by the senior leaders of the Holy See."

Many people cast disdainful glances at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi ignored it and walked directly to Huangfu Changyi, Yang Shiqi, Long Yan and others, and said with a smile: "The party hasn't started yet, has it?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Fu Qingqing stuck out her tongue and said, "The event has been going on for a while, and now it's time to take a break."

What?

Qin Yi was stunned, and immediately he could only smile awkwardly.

Huangfu Changyi sighed softly and said: "It doesn't matter. The 'martial arts' spread by the higher-ups of the Holy See is extremely broad and profound. I don't think everyone present has understood much."

Qin Yi nodded, but there was a strange feeling in his heart. He had just listened to Ying'er's "martial arts" in Senluo Palace, and now, he met the senior officials of the Holy See and spread the "martial arts" in the Holy See.

Yang Shiqi, Long Yan and others also cast comforting glances at Qin Yi.

"Okay, let's continue with the 'Martial Arts' event."

The powerful and powerful voice was heard again from above the sacred mountain.

Everyone on the field was shocked and quickly concentrated.

"'Martial Arts', in popular terms, is to convert the laws of heaven and earth into one's own attack power. A practitioner who has understood the 'Martial Arts' has a destructive power beyond your imagination. To understand the 'Martial Arts', one must You understand the natural way, and then integrate your martial arts into the natural way to form the 'martial arts'."

The majestic voice from the sacred mountain echoed in everyone's ears.

Everyone hurriedly concentrated on understanding and understanding.

Only the young man, who was angry with both men and gods, stood there with a disapproving look on his face. This kind of Zen talk about "martial arts" was much simpler than the "martial arts" that Ying'er understood.

"'Martial arts' is incomprehensible, invisible and colorless. It exists in every attack and defense of yours. We can only carefully understand each of your attacks and defenses and capture them if possible..."

On top of the sacred mountain, a certain senior executive continued to speak slowly.

"'Martial arts' can be said to be a type of 'Tao'. 'Tao' exists in everything in the world."

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded in the crowd.

As this voice sounded, the majestic voice on the sacred mountain suddenly stopped.

Everyone present was stunned, looking for the voice with surprised eyes. When they saw that the person who was talking nonsense was the boy who was angry with both humans and gods, a hint of annoyance suddenly appeared on everyone's face.

"Boy, if you can't understand, you can choose to leave. Don't interfere here and disrupt everyone's understanding of 'martial arts'."

Someone shouted angrily, it was Shuang Hui, another disciple of King Zonghe.

"Qin Yi, what are you doing?"

Huangfu Changyi, who was beside Qin Yi, also looked at Qin Yi in confusion.

Long Yan, Fu Qingqing, Li Luo and others all looked at Qin Yi in disbelief.

Even the top leaders of the Vatican came to make trouble when they spread "martial arts". Maybe they went too far. Now, even they are wondering whether Qin Yi's brain has been caught in the door.

Yang Shiqi, who was only on one side, was stunned for a moment before suddenly remembering a scene that was strikingly similar to this one in the past at Lingyu Sect.

At that time, Lecturer Lu from Tianxing Mansion came to Lingyu Sect to discuss Taoism, but was snatched away by Qin Yi.

Now, the high-level officials of the Holy See are spreading "martial arts", but Qin Yi has once again snatched the spot.

Could it be that... he also has some understanding of "martial arts"?

Yang Shiqi's heart trembled, and her glazed eyes looked at Qin Yi as if she were a monster. She couldn't calm down in her heart. It was really hard to tell whether this pervert was a god or a monster.

"You boy who is angry with both humans and gods, get out of here and don't disturb everyone's understanding of the 'martial arts' here!"

"I'm so angry. I was just a little bit close to realizing something, but I was interrupted by this kid. Now I have no clue at all."

"He must get out!"

"..."

Qin Yi has always been the target of public criticism in the church. Now he actually disrupted everyone's understanding of "martial arts". Suddenly, there were angry shouts everywhere, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

Of course, there are also some people who are suspected of taking the opportunity to secretly add fuel to the flames.

Seeing such a scene, King Zonghe among the crowd had a faint smile on his face. Such a result made him feel quite happy.

"Qin Yi, why don't you leave for a while. Anyway, the 'martial arts' thing is too profound. With our current height, it is impossible to understand much."

Huangfu Changyi touched her smooth and plump forehead and said with some distress that what was originally a good "martial arts" event was disrupted by Qin Yi. As his master, she also had a certain responsibility. <