Chapter 19 Xiao Yichen
(PS: The book review area is so ferocious. Tomorrow is another hard day. Ask for red ticket + black ticket, book A is signed. I can't go on like this anymore. I know that many brothers have been dissatisfied with my state recently and apologized weakly. Slap in the face! Two update is over.)
The first person to enter the hall was not the person who had an indirect relationship with Ye Hetu just now, but Jun Yifeng. Jun Yifeng originally fulfilled Ye Hetu's teaching outside, and tried to integrate the familiar moves. Practice makes perfect, and cleverness can lead to extinction. Many unique moves are evolved from simple moves that are usually skilled. The moves that can kill people are not enlightened by the kind of inspiration at the critical moment. If you place your hope at that time, you will only die worse.
At the critical moment, maybe wonderful people can be forced to get some inspiration at a critical moment, but that's a very small number. If you want to be able to fight steadily, you have to rely on your daily efforts and become a god for no reason. Even if there is, it only appears in some myths and legends, which can't be true.
"Is he coming?" Jun Yifeng does not have the same perception as Ye Hetu. Naturally, he can't tell who is the one who has just fought with Ye Hetu. The people who can fight back under the fierce blow of Ye Hetu are few in Jun Yifeng's impression.
Ye He Tutu nodded. The person who can compete with him is what he knows at present is the person who came in front of him, Xiao Yichen, who obtained the inheritance of the sword of the emperor!
The two can't be friends, but there is still a little connection. Xiao Yichen grew up in Kunlun and behaved mediocrely. More than ten years ago, there was a chaos in Kunlun, and Xiao Yichen disappeared at that time. The loss of a child's disappearance to Kunlun is not serious, not to mention that this big sect absorbs a lot of new blood every year to grow. The disappearance of a mediocre peripheral disciple can't cause much waves and is gradually forgotten.
A few years ago, a teenager walked to Kunlun alone, saying that he wanted to return to his teacher. The elders were surprised that the young man with a strange face could grope the way to Kunlun and asked that the teenager was Xiao Yichen, a peripheral disciple who had disappeared more than a decade ago. Due to many uncertainties and the conservatism of the old men of the Presbyterian, the teenager did not pass the recognition and could not return to Kunlun. Before the teenager left, he said that he wanted to challenge the young generation of Kunlun. For the sake of Xiao Yichen, who was once a member of Kunlun, the leader agreed to let him challenge the generation.
The result is shocking. Xiao Yichen defeated several masters among Kunlun's peripheral disciples in a row. No one can compete with this young man who fought bravely alone. The disciples of the inner door went to war and still could not defeat Xiao Yichen, who was bare-handed. Ye Hetu has always been too lazy to fight with his fellow disciples. Xiao Yichen's standout makes Ye Hetu excited. This kind of strength is extremely rare in Ye Hetu's generation. Ye Hetu stood up, and the elders did not stop him. Most of the elders were waiting to see how the powerful Ye Hetu, who was known as the harm of Kunlun, could fight with Xiao Yichen, who was like a king after coming out of the mountain.
Although the elders of Kunlun have a headache for Ye Hetu, it is undeniable that Ye Hetu is indeed a young person who can play one side in their hearts. Under the initiative of Ye Hetu, Xiao Yichen is slightly at a disadvantage. Maybe it was the previous physical consumption. Ye Hetu laughed and said that you can use all your tricks, and arrogant words make Xiao Yichen felt uncomfortable. After more than ten years of hard work, he was able to return to Kunlun one day. But it was not until one day when he returned to Kunlun that he found that everything had changed. Some martial arts practitioners have that arrogance and refuse to bow their heads and admit defeat easily, especially when he still has something to rely on. Ye Hetu was very strong and was not strong enough for him to lose, so Xiao Yichen pulled out what his master gave him when he was on his way - the sword of the emperor, Chixiao!
As soon as the red world comes out, who will compete! The magnanimous momentum instantly suppressed everyone who watched the battle, including the contemporary leader of Kunlun. Only Ye Hetu's master seemed to know something and did not come out to watch the battle between Ye Hetu and Xiao Yichen. An elder with deep qualifications in Kunlun was in tears, and he was finally able to see the sword of the emperor in his lifetime. That battle was the peak battle between Ye Hetu and Xiao Yichen. The two no longer kept it, and the battle was inseparable. Just when everyone thought they were going to win or lose, Ye Hetu stopped. Xiao Yichen also stopped moving, said nothing, and went against Kunlun. Some disciples or elders wanted to recover, but were stopped by the leader.
"He, who has the sword of the emperor, will not come back again." The slightly sad head of Kunlun waved his hand and did not ask the reason for stopping, so that all the onlookers disbanded. Ye Hetu also established prestige among all the disciples at that moment. The result after the incident was that someone looked even more lawless in Kunlun.
Xiao Yichen entered the hall a moment later and was able to enter the Potala Palace. Naturally, Xiao Yichen would not break through like Ye Hetu. He should have his own way. When the Dawei Tianlong monk saw Xiao Yichen, he sighed that there were talents in the country. The Dawei Tianlong monk did not walk over to greet him politely. He knew very well that Xiao Yichen and Ye Hetu next to him had something to say, but just watched quietly. Tang Peng took Murong Qingqiu to the side and didn't say much.
Compared with a few years ago, Xiao Yichen has undoubtedly transformed a lot at this moment, and maturity is indispensable. The face with a clear diamond angle has the charm that a man should have, and a strong self-confidence emanates from the eyebrows, which makes people feel heroic. I have to say that Xiao Yichen in front of him is an extremely handsome man, innocent and childish.
In contrast, Ye Hetu is more restrained. What exudes all over the body is another pure and gentle temperament, and the rain is as warm as jade. The faint autism made Xiao Yichen's detached temperament not fall behind at all, and the two great men stood at the same time.
"You made my red sheath come out of the sheath again." Xiao Yichen took the lead in saying that the warm tone made people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.
"It seems that you have made a lot of progress in the past few years?" Ye Hetu greeted with a smile on his face and didn't feel any strange breath. The two of them were like friends who had not seen each other for a long time.
"With an opponent like you, it's hard for me to sleep and eat." Xiao Yichen still remembers the war a few years ago. The man in front of him is empty-handed against him holding a red sky, and he can still do it well.
"Young people should not be stressed." Ye Hetu stretched out his right hand and patted Xiao Yichen on the shoulder. Xiao Yichen's eyes were shruggish, but he withdrew the idea of avoiding in an instant. Ye Hetu didn't care. This time, he was not afraid that he could not enter the top five. He was looking forward to Xiao Yichen's current strength in front of him, and he didn't know what other masters would emerge.
"Last time you stopped, I won't accept your kind action. Next time I will do that at the same time." Xiao Yichen turned around and left, lonely and arrogant with the figure of Chixiao.
Ye Hetu doesn't care. Last time I was just tired and wanted to rest for a while, I didn't expect you to turn around and leave. Xiao Yichen turned his head, but did not stop leaving.
"Don't think that I didn't know you hid your strength last time, and I may not hide your strength." Xiao Yichen left a plain sentence, but there were a lot of waves in Ye Hetu's heart.
When the Dawei Tianlong monk heard the conversation between the two, he frowned and meditated.