Ye Chongtian was full of doubts, but he saw Yuan Youcheng stretching out his hand and lifting it with one foot, and it turned out to be trembling and posing as a starting position of a golden rooster.

"Practice martial arts?"

Ye Chongtian became more and more confused. Yuan Youcheng was dressed in this way in the middle of the night and ran to his yard to practice martial arts. What does this mean?

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Yuan Youcheng stretched out his hand and whisked it, like a breeze blew by, and the snow on the pine trees in the courtyard fell down. He saw him reaching out to catch it, and the fluttering snowflakes were actually flying around him, and never fell to the ground!

"What a wonderful martial art!"

Ye Chongtian's eyes lit up and naturally recognized the goods.

This move is like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. The profound and subtle aspects of it, although it is just a gentle blow and snatch, contains profound internal martial arts principles, which are so beautiful.

Experts will know if there is any one.

Yuan Youcheng's move also contained the essence of his martial arts. He came here deliberately at this time and deliberately showed off his skills. As long as one day Ye Chongtian's suspicion was dispelled, he would be willing to worship him as his teacher sooner or later.

He was very satisfied with this palm being taken out.

"Although I haven't practiced it for many years, my hand is getting into the state of three points because of the wind palm technique. What my senior brother said at the beginning is that the fundamentals of martial arts lies in the accumulation of internal strength. Now it seems that it is really good..."

He looked towards the hut and saw no movement. However, his eyes and ears were sensitive, but he could hear Ye Chongtian's slight breathing at the window, and he couldn't help but feel proud.

"After all, I can't help it, right? Humph, you're lucky. Look at the master's palm technique. If you want to learn it, come out and become a disciple..."

Yuan Youcheng's palm was flipping, just like a dance, his slightly fat body was as light as a feather, and he was actually walking on the snow. The snowflakes that had just fallen always lingered around him, neither falling nor melting, but turned into various shapes as his palms changed.

Under the moonlight, it is extremely gorgeous.

His fluttering journey is feminine and charming because of the wind palm technique. It is an extremely beautiful kung fu. His martial arts have entered the realm of returning to nature. Although he has not taken action for many years, once he takes action, every palm does not contain the slightest fireworks, and contains the essence of martial arts, which is pleasing to the eye.

"It's amazing!"

Ye Chongtian resisted the urge to cheer. Although his doubts were not gone, he was inevitably impressed by the charm of the martial arts itself.

"When my father was practicing martial arts under the moon, he was strong and majestic; when my uncle practiced martial arts in school, he was unpredictable, and he was all martial arts that were killing and fighting on the battlefield. However, this man's kung fu was elegant and calm, not only beautiful, but also had no sense of flashyness. Unexpectedly, there was such a method in martial arts..."

He was a family of the Marquis' Mansion. From childhood to adulthood, he had been exposed to this kind of strong martial arts. Although he had long heard of the principle of combining hardness and softness, he had not personally understood it. Now, seeing this Piaoxu is so amazing that he can't help but admire him.

Yuan Youcheng was even more proud when he heard Ye Chongtian's breathing gradually became rapid, and he was even more proud of his hand.

I saw the snowflakes everywhere, turning into a ball of light fog around him. Under the moonlight, it looked even more dazzling. He opened his hands, and the yin and yang intersected, just rubbed it, like a dragon sucking water, and then pulled up a piece of snow, turning into a silver ball, pushing it forward gently, and only heard a hissing sound. The snowflakes were nailed to the trunk in front of him!

Ye Chongtian saw clearly in the house. The thin snowflakes now seemed like hidden weapons, piercing deeply into the trunks, leaving only a small piece of crystal clear outside, as if covering the pine tree with a layer of scales, and couldn't help but be shocked.

The snowflakes are beyond force, and they will break with a slight touch. If they encounter heat, they will immediately turn into water droplets. Yuan Youcheng can actually use the snowflakes to turn into a weapon to hurt people. What a martial art!

Mu You is like this. If someone standing in front of him is an individual, how can he resist it?

Ye Chongtian was shocked and subconsciously used the identification technique he had learned in the sword world. He wanted to check Yuan Youcheng's abilities, but suddenly he fainted in his mind and heard a familiar reminder sound.

"The level of identification technique is insufficient and cannot be used outside the world of the sword. Please increase the level of identification technique."

Then he remembered that the recognition technique could only be used in the world of swords, so he had to give up. However, following the suggestion, it seemed that as long as the level of the recognition technique was improved, it could be used in the real world. This is good news.

If you can have the ability to identify and view treasures, you can have unique effects, at least you won’t be misunderstood.

"This man has such a great martial arts skills, but what does he mean to come here? Could it be that he is really an outlier and wants to accept me as his disciple? No, it is impossible..."

Yuan Youcheng's appearance was a bit coincidental. It was Mr. Xixi invited by Princess Anguo. Ye Chongtian instinctively felt distrust of him.

The most important thing is that Ye Chongtian has a way out now. If Yuan Youcheng showed off his skills before he got the World of Swords, he might have gritted his teeth and kowtowed to become a disciple. Poor this paradise came a little later.

The night wind blew the snow, and it was very cold. Yuan Youcheng posed under the pine tree, and his image was as masterful as a lasting moment, but Ye Chongtian could not respond. He couldn't help but feel even more disappointed. When the cold wind blew, he sneezed twice.

"Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh!"

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He couldn't figure out that he could not pull Ye Chongtian out after performing so hard?

Listening to the sound, the boy seemed to have left the window, his breathing was even more stable, and he had obviously calmed down.

"Is this kid asking me to beg him to become a disciple?"

There have always been only disciples asking for masters, but no master asking for disciples. I have already reached the realm of supernatural powers. Isn’t this kid still knows the goods?

Being careful of being like this is a good habit, but it is not in line with the way of bravery and diligence of warriors, and this is not the case!

If you really want to make it clear and ask him to be your disciple, then you will be embarrassed if you spread it out. You must not!

Yuan Youcheng was annoyed, but he remembered that it was hard to find a pupil, especially Ye Chongtian's qualification, and he had no place to find a lantern, so he had to sigh and leave sadly, and find a way next time.

"I don't believe it..."

The chubby Teacher Yuan clenched his fists and became more and more enthusiastic about Ye Chongtian.

"You guy is waiting, sooner or later, you will be kowtowed to become a disciple! Humph, then you will know what regret means!"

He closed his eyes and thought about it for a while. Ye Chongtian knelt outside the door begging for a master. Finally, he recovered a little. He felt the chill of coldness, and he couldn't help but sneeze twice in a row. He quickly wrapped his coat and went back to the house, and began to think about how to show the problem of attracting Ye Chongtian below.

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Chapter completed!