Just to learn from each other, Ye Mo naturally wouldn't use the flying sword magic weapon on his body, and could only use his palm instead of the sword to perform the "wave cutting technique" that he hadn't used for a long time

There are only three simple tricks to chop the waves, which are the wave breaking slash, the whirlpool slash, and the wave stacking combo slash.

For an ordinary martial artist, if he has not practiced martial arts for too long, his power will definitely be greatly reduced, and he may even fall from the previous realm of "turning decay into magic" to the realm of "reaching the peak" or even "achieving small achievements".

Ye Mo does not have this kind of problem, the monk's primordial spirit is far beyond that of ordinary martial artists, and his comprehension of combat skills and control over his body are not comparable to those of martial artists, even if he does not practice martial arts for a long time, the power of martial arts will not be weakened at all.

Moreover, the strength of the foundation building monks is not comparable to the Qi cultivation period monks, let alone these small earth tribes.

The feeling that had not been seen for a long time came to his heart, Ye Mo thought about it, turned his palm outward, and said indifferently to Ah Yong in front of him: "Come on"

Ye Mo's starting frame is decent, defending most of the flaws in his body, Ah Yong is quite talented in martial arts, and he has a unique vision, and he has already seen Ye Mo's goodness.

"It seems that his martial arts skills are also above the peak"

Ali also muttered in surprise in his heart.

"What does Uncle Ali mean is that even if Brother Ye Mo doesn't use his mana, he can defeat Ah Yong?" Xin'er was overjoyed and hurriedly asked.

"That's hard to say, even if his martial arts are very powerful, without using mana, without enough strength to support it, it can't be Ali's opponent.

Ali's current strength has reached more than 2,000 catties, and one punch can crack the mountain and kill a sea beast. Even if it's me, it's only more than 3,000 pounds."

Ali shook his head, still not optimistic about Ye Mo. This kind of strength is already stronger than many immortals in the Qi cultivation period

"Hey, Ah bravely injured Brother Ye Mo, Xin'er will definitely not pay attention to him in the future" Xin'er, who had just relaxed a little, pouted dissatisfiedly again.

"This"

Xin'er turned her elbow outward, so attentive to an outsider, that Ali was speechless for a while,

The fists and feet have no eyes, and if the two really want to fight, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no injuries.

"It's not bad, I hope it's not a showmanship. Under Ye Mo's many words, Ah Yong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and slammed it straight with a long fist.

The huge fist rushed straight at a very fast speed, and the speed was so fast that it had already made a great noise.

Ye Mo did not cast the wave cutting technique, nor did he directly use his body technique to dodge this powerful punch, but formed his right hand into a palm, pushed it out horizontally, and met Ah Yong's fist.

"Bang"

The two fists fought together, making a muffled sound.

Ye Mo's body didn't move at all, like a huge mountain. On the contrary, it was Ah Yong, who was poised to call, and he retreated four or five steps back with "oh, oh, oh".

"How is that possible?"

Ah Yong let out an exclamation, and the strength of the opponent's palm far exceeded that of him.

Although he just wanted to test it, he only used seventy percent of the strength in his body, and he didn't use martial arts, but looking at Ye Mo's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't use any strength.

Ali, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, and the other native boys, were also shocked by the scene in front of them.

Some teenagers even rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had just seen something wrong.

Ah Yong is tall, his muscles are tangled, and his palms are twice as big as Ye Mo's, and in front of Ah Yong, Ye Mo's body is much thinner.

However, this light year, who seemed to be weak and couldn't help the wind, actually caught Ah Yong's blow with one hand.

"Ah Yong, what are you doing, you can't release water because of Xin'er"

Some teenagers cried out in dissatisfaction.

Ah Yong's face was a little red, and he didn't know if he had released water if he only used seventy percent of his strength just now.

"Come Again"

Ye Mo smiled lightly and waved his slightly swollen right hand, secretly thinking that he still underestimated the divine power of the natives of the East China Sea

Catching Ah Yong's blow, Ye Mo used a strong force.

This is still because he has cultivated the "Tiankui Ba Body Technique", otherwise this blow will require him to use about 20% of his physical strength to compete.

But he had already seen that the other party did not play his true strength.

"Good to catch the tiger's waist"

Ah Yong didn't dare to underestimate the other party anymore, and directly performed the first form of "Catching the Tiger's Palm".

The natives are not very literate, and the name of the exercise is also very vulgar, grabbing the tiger's waist, just clasping his palms together and patting the opponent's waist.

Ah Yong's body was like the wind, and he ran down in stride, shaking the entire ground trembling slightly, and his hands were like pu fans, straight to Ye Mo's waist.

Ye Mo's body twisted, and his steps dodged this briskly.

"Catch the Tiger's Tail"

Ah Yong stepped on the ground violently, his body suddenly turned, and his right hand became a grab, grabbing Ye Mo's back fiercely.

With this capture of the tiger's tail, Ah Yong transformed smoothly and naturally, making the surrounding native boys cheer in unison.

"Ah Yong's three tricks to capture the tiger's palm, I have practiced nearly 100,000 times, this kid is quite diligent, I'm afraid he has practiced a lot in private" Ah Li's eyes were also full of approval.

Xin'er puffed out her cheeks and snorted lightly.

"It's good, it's good, break the waves"

Ye Mo drank softly.

bang

The palm of his hand formed a sword, drawing a perfect half-arc, and the angle was extremely accurate to hit Ah Yong's wrist

"Ouch"

Ah Yong snorted, his body flew upside down, fell to the ground, and howled uncontrollably while holding his wrist.

Ye Mo chuckled, his body flashed, and he swept to Ah Yong's side.

"Stop, don't hurt Yong"

Ah Li was anxious, thinking that Ye Mo would continue to make moves on Ah Yong, so he flew over.

Ali was eager to save people, leaned forward, ran like a rainbow, and his palms were flat out, hitting Ye Mo's head

"Catch the Tiger's Head"

"Good coming" Ye Mo was on his head, and with a single force, his palm swung out three times in a row, and three and a half arcs were formed in the blink of an eye.

"Triple Slash"

The terrified trigravity was stacked on top of each other and slammed into Ali's fist.

Ali flew upside down, retreating ten feet away, finally standing firm, but spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"You are cheating, you say that you don't use mana" The native boy next to him was filled with righteous indignation, and accused Ye Molai one after another, and some native boys with a bad temper even rolled up their sleeves and wanted to come forward to teach him a lesson.

"He didn't use his mana"

Ali sighed and shook his hand to stop the boy's actions.

He also thought that Ye Mo secretly used mana to kill Ah Yong, but now that it was his turn to experience it himself, he naturally knew that Ye Mo did not use mana.

"Brother Ye is really powerful, I didn't expect that he could defeat us with the strength of his physical body alone," Ali said with an ugly face.

With the blow just now, he had already used all his strength, but he didn't expect to be easily knocked away by the other party.

The Donghai monk in front of him did not brag, his physical strength was far above his own.

Ali had to obey.

Ye Mo smiled and waved his hand, disappreciating, walked to Ah Yong's side, and with a finger of his hand, a green pillar of light burst out from his fingertips, hitting Ah Yong's body.

Wood attribute mana, with healing miracles, Ah Yong, who was injured by Ye Mo, quickly stood up with a blank face.

"Spells, what magical spells"

Ali looked at the magical scene in front of him and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He once thought that as long as he could cultivate his martial arts to a higher level, as long as his strength could reach a certain level, he would definitely have a chance to defeat ordinary East China Sea cultivators.

However, Ye Mo's magical power that could revive the injured with just one finger made him lose confidence suddenly.

The strength of the natives, how to compete with the immortals, Ali smiled bitterly.

Ye Mo did the same, and also treated Ali's injuries.

Seeing that the other party looked frustrated, Ye Mo said: "I'm very sorry, because I haven't used martial arts for a long time, and I can't hold my hand for a while."

"It's nothing, thank you Brother Ye for your mercy. Ali said gloomily, already secretly saddened by the future fate of their tribe.

"Brother Ye, there is something I don't understand. Ali glanced at Ye Mo in some surprise and asked.

"Brother Li, but it's okay to say," Ye Mo nodded.

"Since Brother Ye is a cultivator of the East China Sea, he should know the power of the Dao spell, and the amount of physical strength cannot be compared to this strength at all, but I see that you seem to have put a lot of effort into refining the body, otherwise you wouldn't have defeated me and Xiao Yong as easily as today."

Ali paused, and said with a somewhat ugly face, "Martial arts are so useless, but Brother Ye has also cultivated to the point of decay into magic, in this way, isn't it delaying your spell cultivation?"

"Who said that physical strength is not an opponent of spells at all"

Ye Mo shook his head meaningfully.

"There is an ancient body refining method below, but it is specialized in body refining"

Teaching the "Tiankui Ba Body Technique" is very important, and Ye Mo also thought about it before deciding to teach the first three layers of this body refining technique to this native tribe.

Hearing that Ye Mo relied on an ancient body refining technique to have such a strong physical strength, Ali was suddenly so excited that he couldn't help himself, and after hurriedly bidding farewell to Ye Mo, he rushed directly to the hut where the patriarch was.

Cheng Konghai has been busy for the past month, and the progress of the village's city defense construction is too slow, and the next attack of the pirates will come soon.

Although he also knew that the fence built by a mere first-order spirit wood could not stop those pirates who had mastered powerful spells, it was better than nothing, and in his opinion, at least he could win enough time before the pirates broke into the village to arrange for the old and weak women and children in the village to go out to sea to escape.

"Patriarch, patriarch......" There was a call outside the house, Cheng Kuhai was stunned, put down a booklet in his hand, and opened the door of the house.

"What's so panicked, could it be that the pirates came early?" asked Cheng Kuhai with a nervous expression.

"It's not a pirate, it's the monk from the outer islands named Ye Mo. Ali was in a hurry, and he didn't know how to phrase it for a while, and he seemed a little stumbling.

Cheng Konghai handed over a cup of tea, frowned and said, "The boss is not small, don't be so frizzy, what do you have to say slowly, what's wrong with Ye Mo, the injury has recurred?"

"It's not. ”

Ali took a sip of tea, and his excitement finally calmed down.

"Brother Ye just went to our martial arts training ground and competed with your grandson Ah Yong, and the result was an easy victory without using mana.

And I also made a move at that time, but I didn't expect that it was still not his opponent, Brother Ye easily defeated me and Ah Yong with just his own physical strength."