V1.Chapter 29

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
In the hall, after eating, he Wude promoted Yiming to the seventh floor. He told several core children about the inner strength, and told them that they were not allowed to spread it outside.

When people knew that he Yiming had broken through the sixth barrier without saying anything, they understood why the old man looked at him differently, and crossed his two brothers and directly let him join the first seat.

He is a cultivator of inner strength on the seventh floor, and he is only 14 years old. If this news is leaked, it will certainly blow across the whole county like the wind, and will bring a strong shock to everyone.

Three months ago, there was a nine level master in the second generation of the Xu family, but by contrast, he Yiming's promotion will definitely be more sensational.

After all, Xu Xiangqian is over 40. Even if he is promoted to the ninth floor, his life is estimated to be over. But he Yiming is different. A 14-year-old is a seven level cultivator. His potential is unimaginable. No one can be sure where he will eventually go, but decades later, the possibility of promoting ten levels of internal strength is almost certain.

In other words, this is already a certain cultivator of internal strength in the next ten levels.

After he Wude broke it out in the hall, he still took them back to the courtyard where he lived.

Back in the courtyard, he Wude asked pleasantly, "Yiming, how are you practicing the thirty-six movements of Kaishan?"

"My grandson has learned six of them. I dare not say he is proficient, but he can use them reluctantly." He Yiming said respectfully.

He Wude nodded with satisfaction and said, "that's a congenital war skill. It's great to be able to use it reluctantly in just over half a year. Tsuen Yi, you end up practicing with Yiming to see how powerful this congenital war skill is."

"Yes." He Quanyi came up with a smile. He carried his hands like this, and his body naturally surged with a momentum like the rising sun.

He Quanyi, like he Yihai, is a cultivator who is good at fire skill. However, compared with he Yihai, he Quanyi is much older, and even his internal strength cultivation is much calmer. Although there is no such overwhelming momentum of the sea of fire, but this kind of Shi ran, as if the sense of existence everywhere, is far beyond the reach of he Yihai.

He Yiming just put on a rolling stone fist posture. He Wude frowned and said, "Yiming, use the thirty-six Kaishan moves."

He Quanyi also raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "yes, Yiming, you just do your best, don't be polite."

He Yiming smiled bitterly. The old man didn't know, but he knew the horror of this skill. At least in his opinion, with this skill, it's not difficult to challenge and win.

If he really does his best, I'm afraid the third uncle may not be able to stop it.

He took a deep breath, and his internal strength flowed. In an instant, he had gathered up the seventh level of the gold system, and felt the powerful internal strength flowing in his body. He Yiming's hands were raised high, and a strong momentum like substance suddenly rose on his body.

"Uncle, be careful."

The faces of he Wude and others were slightly changed. Even he Laozi had never thought that using the inborn combat skill of matching the contract level within the seven layers could play such a powerful momentum.

The smile on he Quanyi's face has long disappeared. At this moment, his face is full of dignified color, which forms a strong contrast with the relaxed and freehand expression at the beginning.

He Yiming's fighting skills have not been played yet, which has made everyone's heart hang up inexplicably.

Standing on his feet, he Quanyi's hands slowly moved in front of him. Looking at his posture, it was clear that it was an inscrutable combat skill, but this skill should be based on defensive power. Wisps of internal strength rippled around his body, even with the posture of overflowing the body surface, as if he was covered with a thick hard shell.

He didn't attack hard. First, most of the skills he practiced were based on defense. Second, the master also said that he mainly wanted to see the power of the secret script, so he would take a complete defensive.

However, he Yiming's posture fell into the eyes of others, but they had different feelings.

Each of them substituted himself into the situation of he Quanyi, but suddenly found that he Yiming's form seemed to be full of flaws, but with his momentum, he had a surge of courage to move forward rather than be destroyed. Anyone standing in front of he Yiming at the moment can't think of attacking.

This feeling is so strong that even he Wude's heart is faintly cold.

He immediately understood that his grandson had not only learned this war skill by following the same pattern, but had brought into full play the essence of this war skill, the arrogant, invincible momentum in the innate war skill.

Even if the strength is inferior to the opponent, but in terms of momentum, innate combat skills will never admit defeat.

However, what puzzled them was how on earth did he Yiming learn the essence of innate combat skills? Could it be that

Almost coincidentally, the same idea came to everyone's mind.

Is Yiming a real golden genius? And the degree of genius has been far beyond their expectations.

He Wude subconsciously looked at each other with several descendants. From each other's eyes, they actually read the corresponding cognition. And Mr. He's eyes became brighter and brighter. An idea buried deep in his heart, which he thought would be impossible to witness in his life, grew up uncontrollably.

He Yiming raised his feet, and his right supporting leg was as stable as Mount Tai, but the calf stomach and thigh muscles shook violently as if they were playing cotton wool.

After shaking for a few times, the powerful internal force unexpectedly spread from the bottom. Ordinary people may not realize it, but here are all cultivators with more than seven levels of internal strength. From the frequency of shaking, they feel that almost incomparable great power.

He Quanyi's face became more and more heavy. He had no preparation for this supernatural means in advance.

He Yiming's right foot suddenly stepped hard. With this action, his left foot stepped out, crossing a distance of several meters like a meteor catching the moon, and quickly stepped forward

One step, just one step, he came to third uncle he Quanyi like a bird.

His hands were raised above his head, driving the sharp wind towards he Quanyi's head.

This attack was as fast as lightning, taking him and he Quanyi as two points. This step was definitely from the shortest straight line in the middle, without half a deviation in the middle, and this kind of form condensed all his energy and spirit to one point, and the two palms were like two mountain axes.

He Quanyi's face finally changed, and his eyes also showed a color of horror.

So powerful, unexpectedly so powerful. Is this the result of the internal force of the seventh layer?

Although he has also experienced life and death struggle in this half of his life, he has also seen the powerful power of dad's ten layers of internal strength. However, it is undeniable that he had never seen such a powerful combat skill before, and there was a feeling of desperate in this set of combat skills. Those two arms that seemed to become real invincible steel blades actually brought him the pressure and feeling of death.

His fists hugged his chest and quickly rotated. At this critical moment, he Quanyi still put aside his fear in his heart, and his breath instantly became extremely hot. He has brought the fire system skill he has practiced for decades to the extreme, giving people the feeling that the whole person has become a burning fire.

However, he Yiming's palms were cut off one after another, like a big knife cutting into a pile of firewood, and he stubbornly cut off the firewood.

With a loud bang, he Quanyi's body suddenly flew backward like a broken kite.

With a flash of his figure, there was another person beside he Quanyi. It was the old man he Wude. With a pull of his skill, he completely offset the internal strength of he Quanyi. However, the magnitude of this force was far beyond his expectation. Even when he landed with his third child, he was still affected.

He Yiming stopped and stood up, with extreme surprise in his eyes.

What he just used is the seventh level skill combined with the sixth of the thirty-six Kaishan moves, which can be regarded as the power that can be exerted to the limit in the seventh level skill.

He originally thought that this kind of exertion, even if he met the third uncle with eight layers of internal strength, should also be able to occupy a certain advantage. But no one thought that this kind of power was so powerful that under the oppression of this move, he Quanyi was unable to dodge, but was forced to fight with it, and the result of the hard fight was that he was shocked out on the spot without resistance.

The inner strength and fighting skills of the seventh floor unexpectedly shocked the cultivator of the eighth floor inner strength, and looking at the pale face of he Quanyi at the moment, it was clear that he had suffered a certain internal injury. Such an effect was really shocking.

Everyone's eyes once again focused on he Yiming. Even his father he Quanming was both surprised and happy.

Although the power of a palm is not earth shattering, it is also turning hands into clouds and covering hands into rain, which makes people's evaluation of him climb to another new peak again.

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