Chapter 19

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Which one do you choose?

Ye Chen pondered a little and soon had a choice. He reached out and picked up his own Dharma script Jin Yangong.

There is a reason to make such a choice. Compared with attack and defense skills, body martial arts are more suitable for survival. You should know that the world's martial arts are invincible, only fast. When the speed reaches a certain level, you have hurt the enemy before the enemy hits you. This is not more powerful than any attack martial arts. To take a step back, even if you can't beat the other party, you can also escape at an extraordinary speed, and although defense skills can hold for a while, they can't hold for a lifetime.

As for the three body skills of inch walking, eight steps to catch cicadas and golden wild goose skill, why did ye Chen only choose golden wild goose skill? Ye Chen didn't have much idea, just a feeling.

After selecting the martial arts script, the next step is the skill script.

"What do you mean? This iron clad skill is what I saw first. " Just then, there was a sudden noise next to the third row of bookshelves.

Ye Chen knew who it was as soon as he heard the sound. He walked out of the bookshelf curiously and looked at the sound.

Ten steps away, there were two people standing. One was handsome, only 13 years old, and looked a little young. It wasn't who Zhang Haoran was. He should have just come; The other was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in yellow clothes and had a powerful figure. His arms were thicker than Zhang Haoran's. He had a national character face, a square chin, but his eyes were very slender and showed a cold light, like a complex of tigers and poisonous snakes.

The dispute between the two came from the "iron clad skill", a high-level defense skill of my own level. This skill is not high-level, but it is quite practical and efficient. It is no less popular than the top-level martial skill of my level. Zhang Haoran wanted to take it back for cultivation to make up for the lack of low defense, but he was robbed by the other party as soon as he got it. Finally, he stared at him, which means to get out of sight. Where could Zhang Haoran stand this anger and immediately became angry.

The boy in yellow said with a smile, "an outside disciple dare to be so arrogant. Go home and eat!"

Zhang Haoran's face was gloomy. "Don't think I don't know who you are, Huang Bingwen, seventeen years old. He was the second young master of the master's house of Qingfeng city in the early stage of Ningzhen territory."

"Just know!" Huang Bingwen looked arrogant.

"Bah, it's only at the beginning of the true state when I was seventeen. Fortunately, I'm ashamed. What qualifications do you have to be crazy in front of me." Zhang Haoran's words were amazing.

As soon as these words were said, the onlookers talked one after another.

"Is this 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 13, there are ten peaks in practicing Qi. If you can break through to the condensed state before the end of the year, you will be the top five genius of Liuyun sect."

"Huang Bingwen is afraid to kick to the iron plate. It is said that Zhang Haoran is favored by elder Liu of the inner door. Even the human level top level martial arts tiger roaring dragon boxing make an exception for him to practice."

Huang Bingwen heard the voices around him and said darkly, "boy, you have seed. Don't you dare to be arrogant because of your relationship?"

"Joke, I Zhang Haoran need to rely on the relationship, dare to make a bet, fight in Wudao square two months later, and the loser admits his mistake to the other party." Zhang Haoran threw another heavy bomb.

Huang Bingwen and the surrounding inner disciples were stunned. Are you kidding? An outer disciple wanted to challenge the inner disciple.

"OK, OK, as you wish, I Huang Bingwen will follow." Although it's beneath his dignity to compete with external disciples, he just needs to defeat each other easily. At that time, others must think that Zhang Haoran doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth and won't accuse him.

Shua!

Reaching out to take back the secret script of iron clad skill from Huang Bingwen, Zhang Haoran went downstairs without looking back.

Huang Bingwen's face was livid, and there was nowhere to send an unknown fire. When he found another external disciple on the second floor, he shouted: "* * What are you looking at?"

Ye Chen was stunned. Unexpectedly, he became the other party's gas bucket. He was annoyed in his heart and said coldly on his mouth: "my eyes are long on my face. Where do you need your approval?"

As soon as this remark came out, the inner disciples were surprised. What's the matter? This year's outer disciples were more arrogant than each other. The first one said that they had at least reached the peak of the tenth floor of the Qi practice realm, and there was an inner sect elder behind them. In front of us, it was just the middle of the sixth floor of the Qi practice realm. It was not famous, no one knew it, but their tone was no lower than that of Zhang Haoran.

Huang Bingwen was mad. His clothes were windless, and his dark brown light came out through his body, emitting infinite pressure. It seemed that he wanted to fight.

"Huang Bingwen, what are you doing? You know where this is." One of the inner disciples with black clothes and black hair scolded.

Huang Bingwen gave a pep talk. He almost forgot that this is the Martial Arts Pavilion. It is forbidden to start. Once found, he will be severely punished and will not be allowed to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion within half a year.

Collecting his true Qi, Huang Bingwen looked at Ye Chen ferociously and threatened, "I want you to look good when you get out of the Martial Arts Pavilion."

Ye Chen frowned. This man is just like a mad dog. He bites when he catches someone, but his strength is still relatively low. He can't beat the other party. If he doesn't think of a way, he will suffer a loss.

Make up your mind, ye Chen raised his head, "I'll bet with you, too. Go to Wudao square two months later. Who loses and admits his mistake to the other party, dare not." As if it were a bolt from the blue, Huang Bingwen himself was stunned“ Ha ha! " As if hearing the funniest joke, Huang Bingwen pointed to Ye Chen and said, "just by you, do you think you can beat me in two months? It's just wishful thinking."“ Why, don't you dare? "“ Shit, I know you're a hero. Why don't you dare to teach you and Zhang Haoran a lesson together just two months later. " Huang Bingwen is still a little patient. He knows that the more he resists his desire, the happier he is when he breaks out. Anyway, two months will soon pass“ In that case, I won't disturb you. " A quarter of an hour is about to pass. Ye Chen has to choose a cultivation method. How dare he waste time. Looking at Ye Chen's back, other inner disciples showed interest. They were looking forward to coming in two months. Maybe they could see an interesting scene. Next to the bookshelf, ye Chen made a serious choice“ Six Yang skills, to just to Yang! "“ Dead wood formula, the breath is restrained, dead and silent! "“ The internal Qi moves very fast and has fire power! "“ Xiaotian Xinggong is small and broad, and its internal Qi is pure! " There are not many cultivation methods, but ye Chen is also dazzled. There are all kinds of them, and even some more eccentric ones. Time passed bit by bit. Ye Chen is a little anxious. If he doesn't hurry up, the time will come. Distraught, ye Chen picked up a secret script. Ye Chen's eyes were fixed. There was another secret script under this skill, which seemed to have been inadvertently placed below. On the cover of the script, there are three bold words, "pure Yuan Gong!" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.