Chapter Forty-Seven: Skill is the Way

Yan Chengcai and the others' faces were extremely ugly, although they were covered with turbans, everyone's eyes were filled with anger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This boy who suddenly jumped out of the country actually spoke so wildly, which naturally aroused everyone's anger. Moreover, at this moment, they have just won a big victory, and it is when they are full of momentum and self-confidence, where can they stand such a provocation.

The big bull roared and said, "I'm coming!"

He rushed forward with an arrow step, and swung out his iron fist, which turned out to be the wind whistling, full of momentum.

Among the twenty people present who participated in the night fight, his strength was one of the best, and only the unlucky man with a broken leg could compete with him. Even if it is Yan Chengcai and Huang Rhodi, they are slightly inferior.

However, when Da Niu's punch was quickly struck out, and he was about to hit this boy, he saw a sneer of disdain flash on his face.

The body turned slightly, and Brother Gongzi half of his body let the big bull's punch pass by. At the same time, he stumbled slightly, and the big bull suddenly couldn't regain his body, and fell forward with a snort, falling to the ground hard.

Many of the sergeants were startled, and their eyes became solemn.

Ou Yangming, who was hiding behind, was even brighter, and when he saw Brother Gongzi's hand, it was as if a lightning bolt had suddenly crossed his mind, as if he had faintly seen and understood something.

And in the next moment, the purple light in his mind had already activated on its own, causing his consciousness to split in two, and he once again looked ahead from the perspective of a bystander.

Yan Chengcai snorted lightly and said, "Da Niu, are you okay?"

Da Niu sat up, his old face was flushed, and said, "Boss, it's okay, I accidentally fell just now." ”

Although he was tough in words, everyone understood that it was definitely not a question of being careful or not.

Brother Gongzi looked at them proudly and said, "Don't worry, I won't bully you." He clapped his hands and said, "I'm just like you, I'm a fifth-rank cultivator, and I don't have any equipment on me. He made no secret of his contempt and said, "If you don't go up, I'll come by myself!"

"Well, since Your Excellency is so interested, I will come and take a look. Yan Cheng stretched out his hand to press it down to calm the emotions of the brothers. Then, he strode forward, clenched his fists, and walked towards the other man.

Although he has already seen that this boy is definitely not easy to deal with. However, he has two pieces of attribute equipment on his body, and this extra little strength and agility is where his greatest confidence lies.

Brother Gongzi is still carrying his hands behind his back, looking at his expression, it seems that he is not about to greet the enemy, but under the moon, taking a leisurely walk, indescribably chic and free.

"Be careful!" Yan Cheng snorted softly and punched out in the chest.

However, although the punch was imposing, it left some leeway.

It's just that the opponents he has met recently are obviously a little different. The boy's figure shook slightly, and he actually flashed close to Yan Chengcai's fist.

If his body shook and slapped at night, Yan Chengcai's punch could hit. And if it was a little in the morning, Yan Cheng would be able to change on the spot. However, the timing chosen by this young brother when he was hiding was just right, and he made a change in this moment, neither early nor later. Deftly dodged Yan Chengcai's punch, and also approached.

Yan Chengcai was horrified in his heart, hurriedly retracted his strength, and waved his arm and continued to smash towards Brother Gongzi. But at this moment, a strong force came from his side, and he flew out involuntarily.

One move, just the same move, Yan Chengcai couldn't control his body and was thrown away.

Ou Yangming was dumbfounded, and his face was faintly flushed. With the help of the purple light, he clearly saw what was happening to Shicai.

This son's cultivation is as he said, it is the peak of the fifth rank of strength, if it is judged by strength alone, it is even slightly inferior to Yan Chengcai, who has the blessing of strength. However, his skills are too powerful, and the timing of the battle he chooses is also wonderful, which makes people feel like they are picturesque.

In fact, if someone else was present, even if it was Yan Haobo, the fire chief, or Liu Zhengye, the captain of the hundreds, it would be impossible for him to feel this way.

Only Ou Yangming, who sees everything clearly, understands it clearly, and knows the difficulty and truth in it, can give rise to this feeling. Moreover, he vaguely felt that the other party's ability was extremely important to him.

"Brothers, strike together!" Da Niu didn't care when he fell, but when he saw Yan Cheng being beaten away, his face suddenly turned blue and he roared.

The remaining eight sergeants shouted loudly, waving their fists one by one, and rushing forward.

At this moment, even Yan Chengcai did not stop him, because he also understood that fighting alone, the difference between himself and the other party did not seem to be half a star. Therefore, when he stood firm, he also gritted his steel teeth and rushed forward silently.

Once the ten well-trained sergeants are encircled, their combat effectiveness will be doubled.

However, the boy was not afraid, but instead showed a smile on his face, and said, "Hehe, I didn't say that you should have done this a long time ago." ”

His body swayed, walking step by step, sliding like a swimming fish under the siege of ten people, no matter how Yan Chengcai and the others besieged, they were all on the ground, unscathed.

Huang Jingtian and the others were lying on the ground, and they were already dumbfounded.

It was not the first day that they had known Yan Chengcai, so it was natural to see that these people had done their best. But even so, he can't help that son. Moreover, looking at the past from their point of view, there is always a sense of incongruity, as if it is not Yan Chengcai, who is in control, but the lonely son.

Ou Yangming's eyes were shining, and at this time, he had already substituted himself into the battle group.

Under the siege of ten sergeants, the footwork and skills displayed by the boy brother are extremely strange, and he is often able to do what no one can. And it is precisely because of this that he can control the overall situation like a monkey.

That's right, in Ou Yangming's eyes, this boy is walking a monkey, and he is the one who walks very well.

However, it was this strange battle situation that gave Ou Yangming a huge unimaginable gain.

As an outsider, the wisp of consciousness gradually grasped the various keys to the operation of Brother Childe's body, and consciously began to simulate it in his mind.

This is an indescribable feeling, but Ou Yangming just feels that he seems to have incarnated as that boy, dancing among the crowd, regardless of the surrounding fist wind, it is like a broad road, relaxed and freehand.

Fighting against Yan Chengcai that day, although Ou Yangming was able to deal with him with the wonderful effect of purple light, and finally defeated the strong with the weak.

But the performance at that time was all groped and figured out by Ou Yangming himself. In other words, it broke out in a situation of being forced to be helpless.

And now, this boy's performance is like opening a gate to the peak in front of Ou Yangming, allowing him to see the bright and gorgeous scenery inside the door.

It turns out that the fighting skills can still reach such a powerful level.

If there is a world of difference in strength, combat skills will naturally have no effect. However, if you reach a certain level of skill, you can also challenge yourself.

Ou Yangming's fists had already tightened unconsciously, his heart was surging, and it was difficult to control himself.

If he had seen this technique a long time ago, would he still be so embarrassed when facing Yan Haobo's seemingly majestic and unstoppable sword?

No, even if he faced Yan Huochang, he would have the strength to fight!

Skill, it turns out that the real skill is so gorgeous.

In a trance, he finally figured out something.

So, just when his mood was shaking and he was eager to try, the purple light in his mind surged again.

This time, there was a trace of purple light that entered the spiritual power at the center of the eyebrows.

The spiritual power was originally formless and colorless, but Ou Yangming was lucky enough to succeed at the moment of life and death, and became a body under his consciousness. It's just that this spiritual power is so weird that he can't usually control it at all.

However, at this moment, after seeing the miraculous means of the Dao shown by Brother Gongzi, he suddenly had a realization.

This is no longer an ordinary trick technique, but a super ability that can leverage mental power.

The moment the purple light came into contact with the spiritual power, Ou Yangming finally had a feeling of control. That is, these spiritual powers can already be used by him.

Sure enough, following his wishes, that trace of spiritual power was released from the center of his eyebrows, and it existed in a way that was many times thinner than the silk thread.

Of course, if this trace of spiritual power is observed with the naked eye, then there will be absolutely no clues. But Ou Yangming just knew that it did exist.

Well, although I can mobilize my mental power, it doesn't seem to be of much use......

"Hey!" Brother Childe's slow voice sounded in the audience: "That's all you can do, this is too lazy to play with you." ”

He had been dodging before, and had not fought back, but now his face changed, and his hands slapped out like lightning.

A wail suddenly sounded in the field, and although Yan Chengcai and the others watched the other party make a move, and the speed of this shot did not seem to be fast, their bodies just met it stupidly, and they were hit hard by the other party.

It was only a moment later, and no one in the audience could stand except for the boy.

The boy flicked his sleeves, as if he had done a trivial thing.

However, just as he was about to leave in style, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye, which slowly walked towards him. However, for some reason, the figure that came in a straight line gave people a strange feeling of swaying and swinging.

Brother Gongzi's face became solemn for the first time.