Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

"So, you guys are unwilling to give us a favor, are you determined not to give up the body of a mere soul beast?"

Among the three blood-tempering warriors, the middle-aged man who seemed to be the oldest and also had the strongest aura had sharp eyes and a hint of danger in his words. At the same time, his body moved slightly, blocking the way of Yang Jian and others.

The moment they saw his movements, the other two warriors smiled softly and moved their bodies without saying a word. Almost as soon as their bodies moved, they formed a triangle of encirclement, surrounding Yang Jian and the others.

Judging from the confident and confident expressions on their faces, they seemed to have determined that Liu Lili, Zhang Yongfeng, and Yang Jian could not be their opponents.

In fact, that's pretty much it.

The combat ability of martial arts is much purer than that of a soul master with mixed effects.

If everyone's levels are at the same level, then when fighting, the warrior will almost appear to be crushing. Each punch and kick is equivalent to ordinary soul skills. After using martial arts, he can directly kill the opponent.

At the same time, Yang Jian suddenly felt a little funny.

He, the root of spreading martial arts, was surrounded by these young martial artists, and they looked like they were sure of him.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian shook his head slightly.

His actions attracted the attention of several people.

The middle-aged man had a cat-and-mouse playful look on his face. He had no intention of taking action directly. Instead, he wanted to tease Liu Lili and others for a while. So when he saw Yang Jian's actions, he chuckled and asked: " This brother who dares not show his true colors, do you have anything to say?"

Yang Jian ignored him, turned to Liu Lili and Zhang Yongfeng and said, "You go first, I can handle it here alone."

"Wait for me outside. I have something to discuss with Brother Zhang."

Liu Lili and Zhang Yongfeng were stunned at the same time, looking a little confused.

Zhang Yongfeng said a little anxiously: "Brother Yang, these people are here with bad intentions, you are alone..."

Yang Jian's voice was calm and he said slowly: "Don't worry, it's just three people, I don't take it seriously yet."

The confidence in his words infected the two of them, making both of them feel shocked.

For a moment, they thought of Yang Jian's various behaviors and knew that he was not like an ordinary person like themselves, so they nodded solemnly and said: "Okay, then we will wait for Brother Yang in the tavern on the east side outside the Soul Hunting Forest. .”

At the same time, the three warriors looked at several people talking to themselves, seeming to have completely forgotten their own existence, and their faces couldn't help but look a little ugly.

"Want to leave in front of us? Do we agree?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and then suddenly took a step forward.

Thick internal energy and qi and blood were rising in his body. The internal energy belonging to the Nine Yang Divine Art was as deep as mist, thick and powerful, and naturally exuded a powerful aura. The bodies of the other two people also had a faint metallic color, and they also used it. Heng Lian martial arts.

Nine Yang Magic. . . . . . .This person has a strong yang energy and is indeed suitable for practicing the Nine Sun Magic Technique.

Yang Jian commented in his mind.

He now knows the identities of these three people very clearly.

They are all budding warriors, not individual warriors who are budding and spreading their martial arts creations.

Because martial arts at the level of Jiuyang Divine Skill is not very low, it belongs to the martial arts in the budding martial arts arsenal and cannot be taught casually.

The warriors who have mastered the Nine-Yang Divine Art may not be certain in the future, but they must be budding now.

As for why the budding warrior came to the Soul Hunting Forest, Yang Jian thought of his previous chat with Duan Ning.

He said before that warriors eating soul beast meat can promote the rapid growth of Qi and blood power. Especially for warriors in the blood-quenching stage, soul beast meat is very important. If possible, let him make some in the Soul Hunting Forest. The layout extends the budding tentacles into the Soul Hunting Forest.

Now it seems that these people are just a group of tentacles that have sprouted into the Soul Hunting Forest.

At the same time, Zhang Yongfeng put his hands together, and then condensed a small fist-sized steamed bun, threw it towards Yang Jian, and then condensed two more, which he and Liu Lili ate respectively.

"This is a speed bun, which can temporarily increase the speed." Zhang Yongfeng warned.

A bright light of soul power flashed across Liu Lili's body, and her body became stronger and more slender. After eating the steamed bun, she took Zhang Yongfeng and broke through in the direction of a horizontal martial artist.

Naturally, the warrior would not let her have her way. His bronze-colored body moved, and he raised his hand to grab Liu Lili with strong force.

At the same time, Yang Jian's body flashed, and a ghost appeared in front of the Golden Bell Warrior, kicking him away.

The sudden display of speed and power made Liu Lili and Zhang Yongfeng slightly shocked, but thinking of Yang Jian's words just now, they left immediately without stopping.

However, Yang Jian's ghostly speed and powerful strength made the trio of warriors afraid to act rashly for a while.

Due to the huge difference in strength, they were also unable to sense the flow of blood and internal energy in Yang Jian's body, and looked at Yang Jian suspiciously.

After all, they were both warriors. When they saw Yang Jian take action, they would definitely have a hint of suspicion in their hearts, but because they didn't notice any restlessness of energy and blood, they were not sure.

Several people looked at each other and looked at each other, then the middle-aged man looked calm and asked Yang Jian seriously: "Are you a soul master?"

Yang Jian didn't nod or shake his head.

He looked at the Golden Bell Warrior who had just climbed up from the ground, and said softly: "With your strength, do you want to imitate others in robbing? Aren't you afraid of encountering a tiger and being killed?"

Several people's expressions changed slightly and they said, "What do you mean?"

They had already seen that Yang Jian, who was left alone, was not only calm in the face of danger, he even had the confidence to defeat them all by himself.

As long as his brain is not abnormal, this kind of performance shows that he has strong confidence.

Yang Jian's eyes glanced between the three of them, and in the end without saying a word, he controlled his strength and speed, stepped forward with the sole of his foot, and approached.

He had never competed directly with other warriors. He just wanted to see the results of the warriors' training, so he decided to play with these little guys.

Yang Jian's first target is a middle-aged man who is also a warrior who has practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art and has strong internal energy.

Because he didn't use the Fengshen Leg, Yang Jian no longer moved as fast as a ghost, and was noticed by the opponent.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man's eyes were sharp, and his internal energy burst out, quickly flowing through the body's meridians, adhering to his skin and blood, forming an elastic force-relieving invisible defense.

After using his internal energy to protect his body, the middle-aged man shouted loudly and punched Yang Jian in the face.

With the blessing of strong internal energy, this punch roared like wind, stirring the air and forming light ripples.

On the other side, Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged and he said: "It seems to be very powerful, but in fact it is full of flaws. It still lacks actual combat experience."

While speaking, when the fist was about to hit him, he made a mistake in his steps and avoided the attack. At the same time, he grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder with one hand, turned around, twisted his waist, and exerted force on his arm.

The middle-aged man felt a strong force coming from Yang Jian, his body was thrown out uncontrollably, and his vision suddenly changed from the earth to the sky.

He was thrown out by Yang Jian like a rag doll and hit a big tree as thick as several people could hug him before he stopped.

"This.............."

"Who the hell are you?"

His skin turned black when he activated his internal energy. The warrior who had practiced Iron Cloth Shirt martial arts asked in a deep voice, his face full of fear and doubt.

Because of Yang Jian's actions just now, he was more certain that this man was actually a warrior like them.

Moreover, since he can't feel any energy or blood, if he is really a warrior, he is a being whose strength is far above them.

But how is that possible?

Far above yourself?

It is impossible for the Bone Forging Realm to have such a gap.

At this thought, the warrior in iron cloth suddenly realized something. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Jian blankly, and then his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

However, Yang Jian hasn't started playing yet, how can he let the other party reveal his identity.

His legs were slightly bent, and then he suddenly exerted force.

Boom!

A circle of dense cracks, like spider webs, exploded on the ground. At the same time, dust flew up, like an earth dragon rushing away with Yang Jian's movements.

The two cross-training warriors were standing together at this time, and they took action at the same time, reaching out to grab Yang Jian's shoulders, one from the left and the other from the right.

But as soon as the fingers that usually looked like a vise touched Yang Jian's shoulders, they were directly shaken away by a counter-shock force, leaving their fingers numb and in severe pain.

The next second, Yang Jian punched the two of them in the chest with both fists.

The two horizontal martial arts practitioners immediately shouted loudly, took a deep breath at the same time, and confidently raised their chests to meet him.

Yang Jian:............

So brave?

He quickly restrained most of his strength, for fear of punching the two confident people to death.

In an instant, fists landed on their metallic chests.

collapse!

The two figures flew backwards like cannonballs, creating deep ravines on the ground. Each of them looked stunned and in disbelief.

On their chests, two fist marks were black and purple, directly breaking their defense.

On the other side, Yang Jian did not continue to pursue. He felt that the actual combat experience of these warriors was very poor, and they were also inexplicably confident. He seemed to think that he could easily defeat the soul master after practicing martial arts.

This mentality is unacceptable.

Take Yang Jian as an example. He practiced three kinds of horizontal exercises at the same time, and his body's hardness is stronger than ordinary metal.

However, he rarely relies on his physical strength to actively resist the opponent's attacks. He always dodges first, or blocks with his arms, fists and feet. When it is really impossible, he will use his body to accept the attack.

Even if this attack is not painful or itchy to him, it will have no impact.

This is a mentality, a rigorous mentality that does not underestimate the other party.

And the reaction of these two horizontal martial arts practitioners when they faced the attack just now left Yang Jian quite speechless.

Because he hid his strength, the two men could actually intercept him midway, but they did not choose to do so, and just used the most reckless method.

"Did Duan Ning only focus on spreading martial arts and neglect teaching in other aspects?"

Yang Jian thought so.

But it didn't really matter to him.

As long as martial arts spreads, no matter how poor their actual combat ability or lack of experience, their martial arts points will not be reduced.

In the final analysis, the biggest reason why Yang Jian wants to spread martial arts is to gain martial arts points and to allow himself to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts. Creating a warrior system in Douluo Continent is just incidental.

Whether they are strong or not has little to do with Yang Jian. As long as Yang Jian is strong, it is enough.

But this is the idea, but when Yang Jian saw a few people using martial arts that were a bit eye-catching, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He thought deeply for a few seconds and felt that this was related to the fact that martial arts had just appeared.

People on this continent have always been exposed to the knowledge of soul masters. They have just come into contact with completely unfamiliar martial arts. Even if they learn it, most of them just copy it without much understanding of their own, so their actual combat effectiveness is definitely not as good as normal. Musha.

In addition, maybe they easily defeated some soul masters, which inflated their self-confidence and thought that their current state was already good.

"This martial arts still has a long way to go."

Yang Jian shook his head.

At the same time, the middle-aged man who was knocked out by him relied on his internal strength to suppress the pain in his body, and continued to kill Yang Jian with a heavy face.

Seems a little unconvinced.

Yang Jian turned around and looked at him motionless.

When the opponent was about to get completely close to him, he easily slapped a palm. The tricky angle made the middle-aged man change his expression. He looked really ordinary, but in his eyes, it seemed that the attack was coming from all directions and he was completely unable to defend himself.

For a moment, he was sweating profusely, and a deep sense of fear emerged in his heart. At the same time, he understood that the gap between him and Yang was like a chasm, and Yang Jian had been teasing them all the time.

The middle-aged man closed his eyes, as if he saw death coming.

But the expected pain did not come.

There was just a strong wind pressing on my heart, and then it stopped.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Jian had retracted his palm and stood there with calm eyes, with no intention of taking action again.

The middle-aged man's throat was dry and he asked with difficulty: "Who are you?"

No matter how slow his reaction was, he could now see that Yang Jian was actually a warrior whose strength was far superior to theirs, a master whose gap was so big that they couldn't even distinguish a trace of vitality and internal energy fluctuations.

Yang Jian did not answer, but his interest was waning and he said with some disappointment: "I just used the same energy and internal strength as you."

"But you are vulnerable..."

In his opinion, the moves of these people were full of loopholes, and even the operation of their internal energy was not smooth, slow and obscure.

How can you be so embarrassed to say that you are a warrior?

Several people's expressions were stiff. Looking back now, Yang Jian's strength and speed were indeed no better than theirs, but every move was so natural and complete.

Before they could reply, Yang Jian asked lightly: "Why did you appear in the Soul Hunting Forest and no longer in Notting City?"