Ye Chen pondered for a moment, and soon made a choice. He reached out and picked up the secret book of Jin Yan Gong.
There is a reason for making such a choice. Compared with offensive martial arts and defensive martial arts, body martial arts are more suitable for survival. You must know that martial arts in the world are invincible, but only fast. When the speed reaches a certain level, the enemy has not hit you yet.
You have already injured the opponent, which is not more powerful than any offensive martial arts. To take a step back, even if you can't beat the opponent, you can still use your extraordinary speed to escape. While defensive martial arts can defend you for a while, you can't defend it for a lifetime.
As for why he chose Jin Yan Kung alone among the three martial arts martial arts of Cunyoubu, Babu Cicada and Jin Yan Gong, Ye Chen didn't have much idea, it was just a feeling.
Now that the martial arts secrets have been selected, the next step is the Kung Fu secrets.
"What do you mean? I was the first to take a liking to this Iron Clothes Gong." At this moment, there was a sudden noise next to the third row of bookshelves.
Ye Chen knew who it was as soon as he heard the voice. He curiously walked out from between the bookshelves and followed the voice with his eyes.
There were two people standing ten steps away. One was handsome, no more than thirteen years old, and looked a little immature. He was not Zhang Haoran, he must have just arrived; the other was seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing yellow clothes and with a good body shape.
Kong Wu is powerful, his arms are thicker than Zhang Haoran's arms, he has a Chinese character face, a square chin, but his eyes are very slender, with a cold light, like a combination of a tiger and a poisonous snake.
The dispute between the two people originated from a high-level human-level defensive martial art called "Iron Clothes Skill". This martial art is not high-grade, but it is very practical and efficient. Its popularity is no less than the top-level human-level martial arts. Zhang Haoran originally wanted to take it back and practice it.
He wanted to make up for his low defense, but unexpectedly, he was snatched away by the opponent as soon as he got it. At the end, he glared at him, which meant that he should get out of here. Zhang Haoran couldn't stand this anger, and he immediately became angry.
The young man in yellow chuckled and said, "How dare an outer disciple be so arrogant? Go home and feed yourself!"
Zhang Haoran's face was gloomy, "Don't think that I don't know who you are, Huang Bingwen, seventeen years old, in the early stage of Ningzhen Realm, the second young master of the Lord's Mansion of Qingfeng City."
"It's good to know!" Huang Bingwen looked proud.
"Bah, you are only seventeen years old and you are in the early stage of the True Realm. You still have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourself. What qualifications do you have to be so crazy in front of me?" Zhang Haoran said in a shocking tone.
As soon as these words were said, the onlookers started talking a lot.
"This person must be Zhang Haoran! No wonder he dares to confront Huang Bingwen, but his tone is sharp enough, I'm afraid he will offend many people."
"At the age of thirteen, he reaches the peak of the tenth level of the Qi training realm. If he can break through to the Ningzhen realm before the end of the year, he will be one of the top five geniuses in Liuyun Sect."
"Huang Bingwen may have hit a brick wall. I heard that Zhang Haoran is so favored by Elder Liu of the inner sect that he even made an exception for the top human-level martial arts Tiger Roaring Dragon Fist to be practiced by him."
Huang Bingwen looked unhappy when he heard the voices around him, and said grimly: "Boy, you have the guts, don't you just rely on your connections to be arrogant?"
"It's a joke. I, Zhang Haoran, need to rely on my connections. Do you dare to make a bet? We will have a duel at the Martial Arts Plaza in two months and the loser will admit his mistake." Zhang Haoran dropped another bombshell.
Huang Bingwen and the surrounding inner disciples were all stunned. What a joke, an outer disciple wants to challenge an inner disciple.
"Okay, okay, as you wish, I, Huang Bingwen, will follow." Although it would be beneath his status to compete with the outer disciples, he only needs to defeat the opponent easily. Then others will think that Zhang Haoran does not know the heights of the world and will not accuse him.
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Whoosh!
Reaching out to take back the secret book of Iron Clothes Kung Fu from Huang Bingwen's hand, Zhang Haoran went downstairs without looking back.
Huang Bingwen's face was livid, and there was an unknown fire that had nowhere to go. When he discovered that there was an outer disciple on the second floor, he shouted: "...what are you looking at?"
Ye Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that he would become the opponent's vent. He was secretly annoyed and said coldly: "My eyes are on my face. Do I need your approval to see where I am?"
As soon as these words came out, the inner disciples who were watching were surprised again. What is going on? This year's outer disciples are more arrogant than the last. The former one is not bad, at least he has reached the peak of the tenth level of the Qi training realm. There is another one behind him.
The elders of the inner sect supported him. The person in front of him was only in the middle of the sixth level of the Qi training realm. He was not well-known and not many people knew him, but his tone was no lower than Zhang Haoran.
Huang Bingwen was simply mad. His clothes were bulging without any wind, and dark brown light came out from his body, exuding endless pressure, as if he was about to take action.
"Huang Bingwen, what are you doing? You know where this place is." One of the inner disciples in black clothes and black hair scolded.
Huang Bingwen trembled. He almost forgot that this was the Martial Arts Pavilion. Doing anything was strictly prohibited. Once discovered, he would be severely punished and would not be allowed to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion for half a year.
After gathering his energy, Huang Bingwen looked at Ye Chen fiercely and threatened: "I want you to look good after leaving the martial arts pavilion."
Ye Chen frowned. This man was like a mad dog, biting anyone he caught. However, his strength was still relatively low and he would definitely not be able to defeat the opponent. If he didn't think of a way, he would definitely suffer.
Having made up his mind, Ye Chen raised his head and said, "I will also make a bet with you. In two months' time, we will have a duel at the Martial Arts Plaza. Whoever loses will admit his mistake to the other party, no matter what."
Like a bolt from the blue, Huang Bingwen himself was stunned.
"Ha!" As if he had heard the funniest joke, Huang Bingwen pointed at Ye Chen and said, "It's just you. Do you think you can beat me in two months? It's simply a wishful thinking."
"Why, you don't dare?"
"...I know you are provoking me. Why don't you dare? Let's teach you and Zhang Haoran a lesson together in two months." Huang Bingwen is still a little patient. He knows that the more he holds back his desire, the more joyful it will be when it explodes. Anyway, the two of them will
The months will pass quickly.
"In that case, I won't bother you anymore." A quarter of an hour is about to pass, and Ye Chen still has to choose a practice method, so he doesn't dare to waste time.
Looking at Ye Chen's back, the other inner disciples showed interest, hoping that two months would come soon, and maybe they would see something interesting.
Next to the bookshelf in the cultivation method category, Ye Chen made a careful choice.
"Six Yang Gong, the most powerful and most yang!"
"Withered Wood Technique, the breath is restrained, dead and silent!"
"Liuyun Jin, the inner energy moves very fast, with fire energy!"
"Small Tianxing Gong, with small broadness, the inner energy is pure!"
There were not many exercises, but Ye Chen was spoiled for choice. There were all kinds of exercises, and there were even some more partial ones.
Time passed bit by bit.
Ye Chen was a little anxious. If he didn't hurry up, the time would be up.
Distraught, Ye Chen picked up a secret book and his eyes froze. There was actually a secret book under this technique. It seemed that someone had placed it underneath accidentally.
There are three bold words written on the cover of the secret book, "Pure Yuan Gong!"