At 8 o'clock in the evening, Ye Xiong was enjoying the cool air in the yard. A figure jumped in outside. It was the old man who was so old.

"The family is rich, the women are beautiful, and the people are handsome. It would be strange if you don't care about the world." Old man Za sighed as soon as he came in. "Forget it, as long as you can enter the top three in the door and save me from the sea of ​​suffering, you will do whatever you want. You can continue to practice in the future and pursue supreme martial arts. That is your freedom."

After the old man said that, he began to become serious.

"Why can I give you freedom if I enter the top three?" Ye Xiong couldn't figure it out.

"If you enter the top three, you are qualified to make an unstoppable request to the leader. If you enter the top three, please let me go and don't lock me up anymore." Old man shaved.

"So that's it." Ye Xiong nodded, but was a little worried. "I can go, but I declare in advance that if I can't enter the top three, don't blame me."

"Just do your best. If you really can't help, I can only blame you for being unlucky." Old man Wu sighed and murmured: "In the past fifteen years, I have gone down the mountain twice and found countless children, hoping to find someone who has persisted in practicing internal skills for ten years. I didn't have hope at first, but I didn't expect to meet you in the dark. This means that God has given me a chance. If you can't enter the top three, it means I'm not lucky. But I have great confidence in you."

"Why?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.

"Among the ten ancient martial arts sects, even though you know that internal strength needs to be successful and you have to persist ten years ago, there are not many people who can persist. You should know that internal strength is a chicken furious before breaking through the second level. Apart from having better physical fitness, it has no effect, so there are very few people who persist. If you can persist for ten years without knowing the prospects of the martial arts, it means that you are very firm in your will. Those disciples of the ancient sect are just scumbags, so I am very optimistic about you."

Ye Xiong was so excited that he was talking about the old man. He really wanted to know how powerful those rumored ancient martial arts masters were.

"I didn't ask for advice on my senior."

"My surname is Long, just call me Mr. Long. It's okay to call me Master or not in the future. As long as you join as my apprentice when you were in the Xiaoyao Sect, you can join it as your apprentice. Let's get back to the point, but before teaching you, I want to understand your true strength, and you can hit me with all your might."

Ye Xiong looked around and started to take action. This place must be destroyed. He now proposed to change another place.

Half an hour later, in the basement where Ye Xiong had practiced before.

The two faced each other head-on.

"Even if you take action, you don't need to show your strongest strength." Old Long said seriously.

"Then I'm not polite."

Ye Xiong walked down his feet, sometimes left and right, and used the Nine Palaces' Tracking Steps, bullying himself up.

The one in front of him is not an ordinary master, so he doesn't need to have any reservations.

"Hey, the Nine Palaces of the Evil King Valley, what is the relationship between you and the Evil King Valley?" Old Long asked strangely.

"Don't know."

As soon as he finished speaking, his fists had already attacked Old Long's back. Before the attack was reached, the energy surged.

"The internal strength is quite pure, but it is not heavy enough."

Long Laoshi immediately turned around and fought back.

Although Old Long is over 60 years old, he is more flexible than a spirit ape when he starts to move. Ye Xiong only saw a gray shadow. Old Long's figure has already attacked him. Pengpeng made seven or eight punches in a row, densely packed, dazzling.

Less than ten seconds later, Ye Xiong was kicked away and fell to the ground.

"Damn, the strength is too different." Ye Xiong got up.

Old Long is definitely the strongest martial arts among the people he has met, and no one has ever beaten him in ten seconds.

"I thought you could not last for five seconds, which is good." Old Long clapped his hands, very satisfied. "Continue to come and use all the skills of your friends."

"Is it okay to have any skills?" Ye Xiong asked.

"Of course, as long as you don't have a gun."

"Very good, come again."

Ye Xiong turned into a shadow and rushed over.

This time, after thirteen seconds, he was kicked away again, falling to his butt.

This damn old man, most people have to be careful when walking at his age. He is so capable of fighting, which simply subverts his imagination.

I can only use that move, I hope I won’t beat him up!

Ye Xiong stood up, his internal strength flowed in his body, and passed through sixty-three six acupoints, and his energy gathered in his fist, ready to go.

"Old Long, be careful."

Ye Xiong rushed out, and three meters away, he used his nameless boxing technique.

Suddenly, a powerful qi bulge was suppressed with the same overwhelming momentum.

Because it is too strong, it drives air flow, strong winds surge, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Old Old Long's face suddenly became serious. He wanted to hide, but after moving one step, he decided not to hide and to try Ye Xiong's punch himself, how powerful it is.

Puffy!

While making a punch, Old Long retreated. Every time he punched, he would hit him with a puff of Qi. Using attack as defense is equivalent to condensing defenses in front of him.

Boom boom boom boom!

Wuming's fist broke through the clever and broke through the Long Lao Wu defense in a row, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Can you still defend like this?"

Ye Xiong suddenly saw a ghost, and watched his sharpest punch be worn away by the other party little by little, just like the excretion of power in Tai Chi.

"Boy, where did you learn the Tianle Thunder Fist from Tianmen?" Old Long asked in shock after stopping.

It turns out that this is called Tianlei Fist, and the name is very appropriate. The sound of wind and thunder is faintly heard from the punch, and it is extraordinary. When Old Long said that he seemed to be a little concerned about this boxing technique, Ye Xiong was immediately ambitious.

"A friend taught me how is this boxing technique? Is it still eye-catching?"

"This is the martial arts of Tianmen, which is naturally extraordinary. I just don't understand. This is the martial arts of Tianmen that are not passed on. How did you learn it? You shouldn't join Tianmen, right? Even if you join Tianmen, it wouldn't be so easy to learn. Luo Dongliu, that old bastard is just a stingy, is it so easy to teach you?" Old Long thought about it, but he couldn't understand it.

Ye Xiong was very ambition. Although Luo Shishi was very arrogant, it seemed that she was not bad for herself. She even taught such an important boxing technique. It seemed that she was afraid that she would offend Romon and could not get any benefits, so she taught her.

Unexpectedly, this woman is still a cold outside and hot inside.

"I can't tell you, but I can guarantee that I did not join the Tianmen."

Ye Xiong was afraid that telling the truth would cause trouble to Luo Shishi, so he kept the secret.

"You have the inner skills of Xiaoyao Sect, the Nine Palaces of the Evil King Rong, and the Tianlei Fist technique of Tianmen. If you are not from the ancient sect, no one dares to believe it. Fortunately, it is our Xiaoyao Sect. If you are in other sects, you will definitely be rejected if you have several martial arts." Old Long said.

"It seems that I have added the right sect."

"Our Xiaoyao Sect is the most free of charge among the ten ancient martial arts sects. It is unrestrained and will not order the disciples to do anything, nor will it strictly control the disciples to not learn the martial arts of other sects."

Needless to say, it can be seen from the fact that the veteran Long Xuan’s internal skills printed into a booklet and asking people to learn all over the streets.
Chapter completed!