Along the way, the enthusiastic natives did not treat Ye Mo as an outsider, and every time they met, they would greet him attentively.

Ye Mo always returns the favor with a smile.

On the contrary, Xin'er gradually became a little restrained and uneasy, because there were not some older natives who would make fun of her.

Ye Mo was calm and didn't take it to heart, but Xin'er would always look at him secretly, silent, and two blushes appeared on her pretty face.

Xin'er's thoughts, Ye Mo can also see one or two, but he can only pretend to be confused.

A moment later, Ye Mo, under the leadership of Xin'er, came to the martial arts training ground of this native village.

The so-called martial arts training ground is nothing more than a large open space, located in the northwest of the village, close to a low mountain.

The shouts I heard before came from those sixteen or seventeen-year-old native boys on the martial arts training ground.

Although these teenagers are young, they are tall and strong, with dark complexions, and their exposed muscles are knotted together, and in terms of body shape, they are not inferior to those strong men in their twenties on the Kyushu mainland.

Led by a middle-aged man with a stubble on his face, the native boy punched like the wind and beat with great prestige.

This set of boxing techniques, in the eyes of Ye Mo today, is naturally full of flaws, but it is much stronger than some ordinary martial arts in the Kyushu Continent, and combined with the natural divine power of the natives themselves, even the top masters of the martial arts in the late stage of the Kyushu Continent may not be able to beat those Tu teenagers who are born with divine power in the field.

Ye Mo was secretly frightened, these native boys were simply geniuses in body refining, if they could get a high-level body refining technique and cultivate to a high depth, even if they were against a Qi cultivation period cultivator in the East China Sea, they might not have a chance of winning at all.

Ye Mo hesitated, he happened to have a copy of the Tiankui Ba Body Recipe from Xu Zehai in his hand, but he didn't know if it was suitable for these natives to cultivate.

Xu Zehai, as a demon cultivator in the Yuan Infant Stage, is naturally not simple, if he hadn't cultivated this set of exercises, he was afraid that he would have been cut in two by Duan Chengde's battle array.

"Okay, you have trained very hard, but it is far from enough, the strength of those pirates is not what you can imagine, rest for a moment of incense, and then train"

"Yes, Uncle Ali"

The native boys shouted in unison.

The middle-aged man who is responsible for training this group of native teenagers, named Ah Li, is the most powerful native in the entire tribe, and the "Tiger Capture Technique" handed down by the clan has been practiced by him thousands of times, reaching the realm of "turning decay into magic" in the mouth of Kyushu warriors.

There are only three moves in total, which are simple and easy to learn, but to master these three moves, it takes a long time to cultivate, Ye Mo remembered that when he was just a body refining martial artist, the "Wave Chopping Technique" he cultivated only had three simple moves, but once he could practice to the realm of the grandmaster of "turning decay into magic", he could also exert an incomparable power.

The moves are not expensive, Ye Mo, who has experienced this period, has a deep understanding, looking at the young man in the field repeatedly connecting the simple three moves, there is a feeling of time and space disorder.

"Xin'er, why are you here, hey, the one next to you, you are Ye Mo, are you healed?" Ali walked to Ye Mo's side, not as enthusiastic as ordinary natives, but a little cautious, and even a little hostile in his eyes.

Ye Mo didn't care, he had heard Xin'er say before that this native named Ali was the only master of killing pirates in the entire native tribe.

After experiencing that brutal battle, Ali had a trace of resistance to Ye Mo, who was a monk in the East China Sea, which was understandable.

"It's Ye Mo below, Your Excellency can cultivate these three tricks to such a realm, and kill a pirate monk with your bare hands, it really makes you admire" Ye Mo arched his hand and said sincerely.

Seeing Ye Mo praising himself so humbly, the good-natured Ah Li's hostility gradually subsided, and he shook his head and said: "Even if you practice well, what's the use, when you encounter you immortals, you don't have any power to fight back at all, and last time it was because of that pirate's carelessness that I found a chance to get close." ”

Ali Neng escaped alive after killing a pirate, and was not discovered by other pirates, which was also beyond Ye Mo's expectations.

It can be seen that this native named Ah Li is not only strong, but also alert, knows how to advance and retreat, and is not as honest as ordinary natives.

"Sister Xin'er, you're finally here, I'm about to kill you" Ye Mo's ears sounded the cheers of a native boy, and after a while, a short-haired boy who was a head taller than him and had tight muscles ran over, panting and saying to Xin'er next to Ye Mo.

Xin'er's face was slightly red, and she glanced at Ye Mo to confirm that he didn't have any abnormal looks because of this young man, and then she let out a long breath and said to the short-haired young man, "Ah Yong, are you also there?"

"Of course, if you don't train well, the pirates will come in the future, what will you do to protect you" Ah Yong's eyes looked at Xin'er a little unnatural, although his skin was dark, Ye Mo could clearly notice the change in his face.

"It seems that this little guy has a good impression of Xin'er," Ye Mo thought secretly, and couldn't help but look at the short-haired boy a few more times.

"Brother Ye Mo, his name is Ah Yong, and he is the grandson of the patriarch's grandfather. Xin'er involuntarily put her body next to Ye Mo's arm and whispered.

"Are you the outer islanders rescued by Xin'er?" Ah Yong looked at Ye Mo vigilantly, and the other party seemed to have a weak body, which made him pout in disdain.

"Hmph, you East China Sea monks, if you don't know a little immortal method, how can you be our opponent, if you don't have those fancy immortal methods, I can defeat you with one move"

Ah Yong's jealousy was so obvious, how could Ye Mo not see it, but how could he be as knowledgeable as an ignorant teenager, he smiled, waved his hand disappretently, and said to Ah Li beside him.

"Is your clan the only one that you just had just now?"

"Huh?" Ah Li was obviously stunned, and said with some puzzlement, "You East China Sea monks, why are you also interested in martial arts, that's right, this set of "Capture the Tiger Palm" is the only set of martial arts handed down by the elders of our clan. ”

Ye Mo smiled and said casually: "We, the monks of the East China Sea, don't just know how to cast spells, before becoming monks, we are almost the same as you, and we also have to learn martial arts, and we have learned a "Wave Chopping Technique" in the next place."

It turns out that you human monks also have your own martial arts, but I don't know how powerful the trick of cutting waves is that of Lu Dao, and whether it can compare to our "Capture the Tiger's Palm"?"

Ali suddenly asked with interest.

"Uncle Ali, don't listen to him brag, even if you really practice martial arts, your power will definitely not be as good as our "Tiger Palm", their East China Sea monks are powerful in spells, if you don't use spells, you see if he is my opponent" Ah Yong on the side was more energetic, gearing up, and seemed to have the idea of competing with Ye Mo.

Ye Mo had already moved his mind and wanted to teach the "Tiankui Ba Body Technique" he had mastered to this native tribe, so that they would have enough strength to protect themselves, and it could be regarded as repaying Xin'er's kindness to him.

It is easy to convince these natives. They can't practice spells, they respect the strength of the force, as long as they overwhelm them in the amount of strength, they will naturally be convinced by the body refining exercises he has mastered.

"Ah Yong, how can you be like this, Brother Ye Mo is our guest" Xin'er pouted a little angrily and said.

"I'm telling the truth, too. Ah Yong turned his head around, seemed to be quite afraid of Xin'er, and explained a little embarrassedly, "It's a big deal, it's a big deal that I don't test my strength with him." ”

Ye Mo shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly, and said with a smile at Ah Li, who looked a little embarrassed next to him: "Since Ah Yong wants to compare, then it is better to compare, and I have comprehended the way of refining the body in the recent period, so I just want to try my skills."

"Don't use spells to compete with us?" Ali said in surprise.

"That's right, you don't need any spells, just compete in strength and martial arts"

Ye Mo walked to a clearing in the center of the martial arts training ground without looking back.

Hearing that Ye Mo, a monk from the East China Sea from outside the island, was going to compete with their clan in terms of physical strength and martial arts, all the teenagers showed shocked expressions.

"No, does he want to compete with Ah Yong with his fists, you look at his thin body, Ah Yong is afraid that he can knock him down with one punch"

"Listen to what Uncle Ali has to say, Uncle Ali shouldn't let this kind of competition happen, haven't you seen Xin'er so close to him, if you hurt him, Xin'er will be sad"

"Hmph, Xin'er is from our tribe, the monks from the outer islands don't want to snatch Xin'er, Brother Yong, come on, you must teach this kid a good lesson"

Most of the teenagers in the field have a good impression of Xin'er, and therefore love Ye Mo and Wu, but there are still a few people who are jealous and worried that Xin'er will be abducted by Ye Mo.

"What's the matter, Ah Yong, aren't you afraid?" Ye Mo stood in the center of the martial arts training ground with a smile, and glanced at the short-haired young man with great momentum.

"It's better than that, then I'll say it in advance, if I'm accidentally injured, Xin'er don't hate me" Ah Yong glanced at Xin'er with some fear.

At the instigation of Ye Mo, Ah Yong finally mustered up the courage to stand on the martial arts field.

Of course he wasn't afraid of Ye Mo, the other party was just an ordinary East China Sea monk, and on the premise of not using spells, he was afraid that he might not even be as good as the wild wolves in the mountains, and how could he feel afraid.

He was afraid of Xin'er, Xin'er just glanced at him angrily, and Ali understood a lot of information.

That look was obviously a warning to himself that if he really hurt this Donghai monk, he wouldn't have to go to him to play with him in the future.

Ah Yong has had a crush on Xin'er for a long time, and he doesn't want to mess up his relationship with Xin'er for the sake of a monk in the East China Sea.

He glanced at Ye Mo in front of him, and the other party always maintained a confident appearance, which made him quite angry.

"If it weren't for Xin'er, I would definitely beat you all over the ground looking for teeth" The simple-minded Ah Yong was struggling to find a way to defeat Ye Mo without making Xin'er hold a grudge.

This is undoubtedly extremely difficult for Ah Yong, who is not good at using his brain.

"Hey, his posture is decent."

Ye Mo's body sank slightly, and he palmed one hand and made a gesture.