Chapter 11 Fighting Eight Kills

After all the assessments were over, before everyone could recover from the "ruthless man"'s guess, the news that Ye Wushuang disrespected his elders and was punished to go to the Demon Cave quickly spread among the disciples.

When they learned that Ye Wushuang had slapped Deacon Chen in order to enter the evil demon cave that everyone avoided, everyone was stunned and couldn't react.

Could it be that Ye Wushuang is stupid?

This is the unanimous thought of everyone. After all, the Fierce Demon Cave is terrible, and even the tenth layer of body tempering dare not enter it. Ye Wushuang is lucky. If he insists on entering it, what is it if he is not stupid?

Of course, everyone also admired Ye Wushuang's bravery, and dared to slap Deacon Chen in the face.

"I heard that half of Deacon Chen's face was swollen. Ye Wushuang is also ruthless. Why didn't he feel it before!" a disciple at the sixth level of body tempering murmured.

"That's not it!" The other disciple next to him seemed to know something, and said in a low voice: "I saw with my own eyes a huge five-claw bloodstain on half of Deacon Chen's face, and I heard that it didn't fade away even after applying the fourth-grade elixir! "

"Fuck! Ye Wushuang is so fierce, he can compete with that mysterious "ruthless man"!" The disciple of the sixth level of body tempering was speechless.

"However, with Deacon Chen's vindictive character, Ye Wushuang probably will be finished!"

The two murmured and discussed happily, but they didn't see Chen Kun walking next to him with a gloomy expression on his face.

Chen Kun was about to step forward to teach the two of them a good lesson, but the burning pain on his face made him cover his face again and sneak away.

A deacon in the Cyclone Realm was slapped across the face by a disciple, so going out is not a joke!

At this time, in the wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

Ye Wushuang took out the scroll obtained from the assessment.

This scroll records a fourth-rank combat skill with powerful power, which is exactly what Ye Wushuang desperately needs.

This fourth-rank combat skill, called Dou Zhan Eight Kills, was created by simulating the fighting method of the Violent Ape. There are a total of eight kills, one kill is stronger than the first, and the accumulation of the eight kills can increase the combat power by eight times, gaining the power of the Violent Ape. .

Moreover, to Ye Wushuang's delight, this combat skill has not only the agility of Violent Ape, but also the dominance of Violent Ape.

"Good combat skills, just right for me!"

Ye Wushuang looked at the training method of fighting eight kills carefully, and Ye Wushuang's eyes were sharp, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Thinking back to the training method of fighting eight kills in his mind, he saw Ye Wushuang's figure flickering in the small courtyard. If he observed carefully, he found that his movements were 70% similar to that of the violent ape attacking.

It's only 70% similar, and the person who created Dou Zhan Ba ​​Kill was not limited to Violent Ape, but made a slight change.

Fighting is the attack method of violent apes, but the word "kill" covers the essentials of attacking the vital organs of the human body. Once killed, it directly hits the vital points of death.

Therefore, fighting eight kills is the art of killing!

drink!

Practicing over and over again, Ye Wushuang's energy and blood surged, his arms gradually swelled, and his veins were coiled, making him look powerful, and there were many mysteries implied between his opening and closing.

Roar!

With one punch, there is a faint roar of a violent ape, one kill is already practiced!

continue!

continue!

One kill!

Two kills!

Three kills!

Ye Wushuang immersed himself in the eight kills in the fighting, one hour, two hours, one punch after another, four punches in a row before stopping.

And every time he punched, his arms and fists would skyrocket, and four streaks of blood-red energy would attach to his fists.

This is the qi and blood condensed in the eight kills of practicing Dou Zhan!

Of course, even Ye Wushuang didn't notice that behind him loomed a huge phantom of a violent ape, which looked very cold and domineering!

Dou Zhan's fourth kill!

Ye Wushuang was not satisfied with this kind of practice effect, and continued to practice until late at night, when everyone fell asleep, and in the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, one after another could be heard shouting!

persist in!

persist in!

Ye Wushuang kept warning himself that in the past three years, he hadn't improved, and others had surpassed him a lot.

In order to shorten this gap, he can only catch up with them if he keeps practicing!

hum!

Roar!

In the sound of bursts of air explosions, sometimes a roar of a violent ape was mixed in the night sky.

This kind of movement persisted until dawn the next day!

Dou Zhan's fifth kill!

This is the result of one night's cultivation, and he finally succeeded in cultivating the fifth kill.

After the eight kills in the fighting battle, it became more and more difficult to practice. Ye Wushuang felt that if he continued to practice like this, there would be no effect. Only through continuous fighting and tempering could he break through.

In the early hours of the morning, the disciples of the outer sect started another busy day.

While Ye Wushuang was struggling to practice Dou Zhan Ba ​​Kill, two people came from outside the yard.

Among them, one is a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, with a fierce aura, and the other is a girl in purple, who is pretty and cute, with a bit of timidity on her face that she is about to face some prehistoric beast!

Both of them looked at Ye Wushuang, who was punching in the yard. Among them, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he watched quietly for a while, but did not go in.

Suddenly.

When the girl next to him didn't respond, the middle-aged man's eyes shrank suddenly, he strode over the fence, stepped into the yard, and raised his palm lightly, bursting out with a terrifying power, attacking and killing Ye Wushuang with one palm.

Ye Wushuang, who was immersed in the battle of eight kills, suddenly felt a threat from behind, turned around immediately, and punched him.

Boom!

The fierce fist collided with that palm, and at the moment of the collision, there was a slight explosion sound, and the air was disturbed by the breath produced by the impact.

Ye Wushuang suddenly felt an extremely torrential energy pouring out from the palm of the middle-aged man, crashing into his body like a stormy sea.

What a terrifying power!

Ye Wushuang was startled, the power of this force was beyond his imagination!

However, his body didn't stop for a moment. Fighting Eight Kills was not only powerful in attack, but also very agile. With the help of that huge force, Ye Wushuang stepped back a few steps, and swept up like a violent ape.

Eight kills!

Before the middle-aged man came forward to attack, Ye Wushuang gave a cold shout, and Ye Wushuang took the initiative to attack and kill a phantom of a violent ape attached to his back.

One kill, two kills, three kills...!

After a few jumps, afterimages flickered, and pentakills were played in succession. Shadows of fists flickered in the void, and they hit the middle-aged man.

boom!

The middle-aged man's aura surged again, his palm was attached with blue true energy, and it collided with Ye Wushuang's fist.

Boom!

Fist and palm clashed again, and the stalemate persisted.

At this second, the middle-aged man's face showed a hint of surprise. The power he used was so powerful that it was difficult to control it even at the Body Tempering Realm!

This kind of true energy is countless times stronger than the physical strength of the body quenching state. Generally, only the tenth level of the body quenching state is eligible to touch it. Once mastered, the strength will enter another level.

He, a master of the Cyclone Realm, used his true qi, but was actually blocked by a guy at the sixth level of body tempering, he couldn't help but be surprised!

However, Ye Wushuang was not clear about these.

His only thought now is to repel this guy who threatens him!

Give me back!

Ye Wushuang yelled again, his temples were flying, his arms and fists swelled as thick as the arms of an ape, and he slammed forward violently.

Boom!

The middle-aged man was shocked back more than ten steps, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

how is this possible?

The middle-aged man was astonished, and a little more shocked, and he was knocked back by a cyclone.

Ye Wushuang also withdrew his tyrannical aura, looking at his fist, his eyes burst out with a look of information, eight kills in a fight, only the fifth kill had such a great explosive power, which surprised Ye Wushuang.

"Good boy!"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, suppressed the shock in his heart, laughed, and walked towards Ye Wushuang, "You should have used a combat technique just now, right?"

Ok!

Ye Wushuang looked up, looked at the middle-aged man, and nodded.

Immediately, he turned to the girl who walked in from outside the courtyard, and was taken aback for a moment. Isn't this girl the same girl who was frightened and hid in the hall before after being looked at?

It seems that this girl is still afraid of herself?

why?

Ye Wushuang couldn't figure it out.

"I'll just say it!" The middle-aged man laughed and said, "You should have practiced this combat skill for a while!"

"Why do you say that?"

Ye Wushuang asked doubtfully after withdrawing his eyes from the girl.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man explained: "The explosive power just now cannot be achieved in a day or two, it should be due to hard work!"

Not a day or two?

Ye Wushuang was taken aback, didn't he just spend a whole day and night.

"Is not it?"

The middle-aged man smiled and joked, "You didn't cultivate in a day, did you?"

"I said yes, do you believe it?" Ye Wushuang smiled lightly, without explaining.

"You really know how to joke!" The middle-aged man laughed loudly, but he couldn't believe it in his heart. If he could practice a combat skill to the point where he would be ashamed in a day, would there be such a monstrous person?

"He...he really only practiced for one day!"

The voice of the middle-aged man fell, and a weak voice echoed.

The owner of this voice is none other than Yang Qing'er.

Yang Qing'er couldn't laugh, because she was too familiar with the combat skill Ye Wushuang cultivated, and it was the fourth-rank combat skill that her senior sister Di Qingxue used as an assessment reward.

She also heard Di Qingxue say that this combat skill is difficult to practice!

Unexpectedly, Ye Wushuang practiced successfully, and it was only one day!