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Biyun Garden.

Su Yang stood by the pond in the courtyard, and ten unnamed boxing techniques appeared in his mind.

"Emperor, where did you get these ten unnamed boxing techniques?" Su Yang couldn't help asking when he thought of the power of the unnamed boxing power in his body.

"I forgot that I only remember that it seems to be from a certain Xuanzong, and I can't remember anything else." Emperor Yin and Yang Martial Emperor said depressedly. His spiritual flame is now just incomplete, and a large part of his memories disappear with the collapsed spiritual flames of another part.

"The Xuanzong, I'm afraid only the seven major Xuanzongs can have such powerful and unique boxing skills."

Su Yang murmured with some disappointment.

Although this strand of nameless fist is only as powerful as a thumb, its power is extremely powerful. Relying on this strand of nameless fist, it can make him burst into a full-strength attack comparable to that of a peak warrior of the Transformation Spirit.

Bang!

A layer of ripples appeared in the air, Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body slowly moved.

Ten styles of boxing were skillfully performed from his hands.

As early as Qingyun City, he could have used these ten styles of boxing in a row.

However, this nameless fist power was suddenly born between life and death in the Settling Yang Cave Heaven.

This made Su Yang puzzled.

From the first to the tenth, Su Yang did not perform it one by one without any awkwardness.

His mind was immersed in the subtle changes produced by each movement, and gradually, he finally discovered a trace of strangeness.

While each action triggers external changes, the flesh and blood in the body are slightly vibrated with an extremely secret frequency, and a strange force flows between the flesh and blood.

"Is there any secret to this vibration force?"

Su Yang guessed in his heart, using his nameless boxing over and over again.

Time passed by minute by minute, and about half an hour later, Su Yang suddenly stopped moving. Even with his sixth level of spiritual transformation and his physical strength, he felt extremely tired, and his face was covered with fine sweat beads.

"The power of the nameless fist has increased." Although it only grew as weak as a few strands of hair, it was still discovered by Su Yang's powerful perception.

"Is it the secret to increasing the power of the nameless fist is the vibration force?" Su Yang's eyes flashed with a bright joy.

There is no need to say much about the power of Wuming Fist.

If he can find a way to practice, his strength will be greatly improved.

"It's just that it took half an hour to cultivate this little. It seems that without a complete boxing guide, it is impossible to completely unravel its secret." After the surprise, Su Yang was a little disappointed.

If this continues, even if you practice for a day, you won’t be much larger.

He was very eager to get the complete boxing score of this set of boxing techniques.

Unfortunately, Emperor Yin and Yang Wu only remembered these ten styles, and even those from Xuanzong, forgot that he wanted to get the complete one, which was tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"I'm so greedy. It's already a great blessing to be able to cultivate the unnamed boxing power from these ten styles of boxing. If you don't have enough greed, you'll swallow an elephant."

Su Yang shook his head suddenly, threw the greed in his heart out of his mind, and his expression returned to normal.

I discovered the method of practicing Wuming's boxing power. Although my practice is slow, my strength will be stronger if I increase by one point.

Su Yang knows the truth that water wears away a stone than anyone else.

Then, he stood in the yard, and his mind was completely immersed in practicing the nameless boxing.

Bang bang bang bang!

I don’t know how long it has passed, but a knock on the door woke Su Yang up from his practice.

He looked up at the sky with sweat on his face. The sun was setting west and it was almost dusk.

"Come in."

Su Yang wiped the sweat from his face and rushed towards the door.

Crunch!

The door was pushed open, and two girls with beautiful faces and only fifteen or sixteen years old walked in.

Seeing Su Yang, the two girls stood together quickly and said respectfully: "Young Master."

"I am Xiaoyu." "I am Xiaolu."

"Your Highness let us serve the young master."

"Serve me?" Su Yang was stunned, looking at the two girls in front of him who were about the same age as him, frowned slightly, "You guys go back and tell your highness that I am used to being alone."

The two girls' pretty faces suddenly turned pale, and Xiaoyu even cried and said, "Young Master, please, let us serve you."

"If we were asked to go back, your highness would not spare us."

Su Yang frowned even deeper.

Although he has never been in contact with the royal family, he has been in the Duanmu family for many years and has been influenced by others. He has also learned a little about some things.

If I really drove them back, I'm afraid Mu Yu would think he didn't like it.

"It's really troublesome. When the Lingyan Building's assessment is in progress, you will immediately leave the Mu Dynasty." Su Yang felt secretly in his heart.

He glanced at the two girls with pear blossoms and rain, and he couldn't bear it and sighed, "Forget it, you can stay."

"Thank you, my son." "Thank you, my son."

Xiaoyu

He and Xiaolu immediately felt relieved and said gratefully.

"Young Master, have you just finished practicing?" Xiaoyu asked carefully as she looked at Su Yang's sweaty and tired face.

"Yeah." Su Yang nodded.

"Young Master, let's serve you to take a shower." Xiao Lu said.

"Well."

Su Yang glared at him and waved his hand and said, "No, I'll do it myself."

"Young Master, serving you is our job. Do you dislike us?"

"Young Master, we are all clean."

Tears appeared in Xiaoyu and Xiaolu's eyes, looking at Su Yang pitifully.

Su Yang patted his head hard, what's the matter?

Let two women serve themselves and take a bath?

These may be common for the big family, but Su Yang couldn't accept them.

Looking at the pear blossoms on the rainy look on the two, he hurriedly said, "I don't dislike you. I'm used to coming by myself. You can do whatever you should do here, just ignore me."

"But the young master..."

Seeing Xiaoyu say something, Su Yang was really scared, with a stern face and said coldly: "If there is any more, you can go back."

"Yes, young master." Xiaoyu swallowed the rest of her words and lowered her head in a little fear.

"Okay, I'll go back to the room and you stay in another room." Su Yang pointed to the room next to his room and said.

"Young Master, don't you have to sleep with Xiaolu at night?" Xiaoyu asked weakly with his head raised.

"Cough cough." Su Yang staggered and coughed lowly, "No need."

"oh."

After returning to the room in a panic, Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

"This Mu Yu, you have nothing to do to get two maids for me. What are you doing?" Looking at the two girls outside, Su Yang muttered helplessly.

"It is normal for a servant to serve his bed, and I'm afraid that only you, the freak, have this idea." Emperor Yin and Yang Wu curled his lips and said disdainfully.

Su Yang rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to Emperor Yin and Yang, sat on the bed, flipped his wrist, and a martial art appeared in his hands.

"I don't know what kind of high-level martial arts are rewarded in the competition of the three clans?"

Murmuring, Su Yang turned on the martial arts cover page.

"High-level martial arts, the Cloud Spirit Seal."

The first few big words made Su Yang's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!