Although Zhou Boran spoke in a carefree manner, he did not sleep the entire night after returning home. He sat alone in his study with his brows furrowed. One moment, he was worried that Zhou Zhaoyang's martial heart would collapse after the crushing defeat, and the next moment, he was cursing Xie Tian's ruthlessness. Even I have never beaten Zhaoyang like this.
"Old Master, Old Master!" The old butler gently pushed open the door and said with a frightened expression, "Young, Young Master is back."
"Hmm?" Zhou Boran's heart tightened when he saw the old butler's expression. He instantly turned into a gust of wind, and before long, he saw his precious son walking listlessly towards their small courtyard with his head drooping.
"Damn you, Xie Tian!" Zhou Boran was furious. He lightly landed behind Zhou Zhaoyang and was about to comfort him when Zhou Zhaoyang seemed to have sensed him and kicked behind him!
"Uh, it's Dad …"
Of course, his kick could not hit Zhou Boran, who was at Inner Qi Stage Eight. Instead, Zhou Boran grabbed his ankle. Seeing that it was his father, Zhou Zhaoyang sighed and withdrew his right leg. He walked forward pitifully with his head drooping.
Zhou Boran was stunned.
He really didn't dare to believe that Zhou Zhaoyang actually discovered him and took the initiative to attack first.
The old butler almost fainted at such a disloyal and unfilial scene. He hurried forward and comforted him, "Old Master, Young Master is in a daze and his mind is unstable. He must have been unconscious …"
"Unstable …" Zhou Boran repeated and stared blankly at the old butler, murmuring, "He could discover me even when he's unstable, and he could even kick me. Is, is he still my son …"
Is Old Master going to put righteousness before family? The old butler rolled his eyes and knelt down with a thud. Just as he was about to cry and beg for mercy with all his strength, Zhou Boran unexpectedly chased after his son while laughing heartily, "My precious son! Haha! "
"Dad, don't ask. I just want to have a good sleep." Zhou Zhaoyang's eyes were a little dull. Lying on the bed, he said with a sad face, "Also, I'm not going to get up today. If a person with a broken arm comes looking for me in the afternoon, tell him that I'm on a long trip and will be back in a year."
Zhou Boran frowned and was about to reprimand him, but he recalled the scene from before that gave him an incomparably pleasant surprise, so he immediately restrained his anger and said with a smile, "My good son, so long as you tell your father, your father will pass you a top-notch cultivation technique. How about it?"
Zhou Zhaoyang's eyes were filled with tears. Damn it, anyone who had been tormented by the extremely evil Xie Tian for a night, wouldn't they be paranoid and paranoid? But seeing that his father would not give up until he achieved his goal, he could only reply, "I fought with Xie Tian for an entire night. Hmm, I've improved quite a bit. That's why I was able to discover that father …"
"As expected!"
Zhou Boran clapped his hands and sighed. Just like the previous scene, the two of them often played together, and every time, Zhou Zhaoyang would be scared out of his wits. But after staying at Xie Tian's place for a night, how could he not feel strange that he was able to discover it when he came back?
"It seems that I've been worrying too much, haha!"
Zhou Boran's joy was evident in his words. After coming into contact with Xie Tian again and again, not only did Zhou Zhaoyang not become dispirited, but he had also improved a lot. How could he not be happy?
Therefore, he took a few steps forward and covered Zhou Zhaoyang with a blanket. Unexpectedly, he accidentally touched his son's chest, causing Zhou Zhaoyang to scream in pain.
"What happened?" Zhou Boran was shocked. He tore off Zhou Zhaoyang's clothes and saw that his skin was covered in red fist marks. He said with great distress, "Sigh, how can you not be injured in a battle? My stupid son, if you're injured, you should heal yourself. Wait for me to take a bottle of Yuan Yang Pills …"
"Ah! Don't! " Zhou Zhaoyang, who was lying on the bed, almost collapsed when he heard the words' heal 'and' Yuan Yang Pills'. He instantly bounced off the bed and onto the ground. He hugged Zhou Boran's thigh and cried, "Father, please let your son go. I was treated by Xie Tian for a night, I can't take it anymore …"
Zhou Boran was startled and immediately became furious, "What nonsense are you saying! You've suffered so many injuries, but Xie Tian treated you out of kindness, and you still have the nerve to blame him? Get up! "
Zhou Zhaoyang shuddered and hurriedly got up, grimacing in pain. Just as he was about to sadly narrate the painful experience of last night, Zhou Boran ordered with a black face, "Your injuries have been treated by Xie Tian, it's not serious. I'll go get some medicine for you, and you'll recover in half a day. You'll continue to go to Xie Tian's place at night, do you hear me?"
Finished speaking, Zhou Boran turned around and jogged away with a sneaky smile, thinking, 'My son is fighting with Xie Tian, isn't his progress like flying? My Zhou Family is so lucky! '
Zhou Zhaoyang rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud. He looked at the ceiling and swallowed mechanically.
The venue for the Internal Qi Realm competition on the second day was even colder than the first.
Those big shots from the aristocratic families had already seen through Xie Tian, so they thought there was no need to embarrass themselves. As long as their juniors performed at their normal level, it would be enough to defeat Xie Tian.
Elder Gong looked around and found that there was no one else on the referee's stand except for himself. He sighed and slowly sat down.
As soon as he sat down, he heard a gust of wind blowing on the referee's stand. He hurriedly looked and saw that it was the head of the Zhou Family, Zhou Boran, who was sweating profusely.
"I say, Brother Zhou, why are you in such a hurry?" Elder Gong was puzzled and asked with a smile.
Zhou Boran replied while fanning himself with his hand, "Alas, it's all because I was treating my kid's injuries. Otherwise, I would have come to watch Xie Tian's competition long ago!"
Elder Gong was stunned. He looked around again and found that his eyes were not playing tricks on him. He asked in astonishment, "Why? Is the head of the Zhou Family still worried?"
"Worried about what?"
"Uh …" Elder Gong pointed at the empty referee's stand and said with a smile, "Look, the people from the Xu, Zheng, Liu, and Yang Families are not here today, so the Old Man thought …"
Zhou Boran glanced at the empty referee's stand and sneered, "Each of them thinks they have good foresight. Although I don't think Xie Tian can break that line, but … Eh, strange, it's Xie Tian's first round again. It's Yang Qiangwu. Elder Gong, how many moves do you think Xie Tian will take to win?"
Elder Gong turned his head in a daze, not wanting to chat with the strange Zhou Boran anymore.
Outside the gambling house, the waiter was fanning Boss Jia attentively. In his eyes, Boss Jia was a proper gold mine. Although Boss Jia had earned a tael of gold yesterday, today, hehe …
"Hey, what's the cultivation level of Xie Tian's opponent?" Boss Jia asked leisurely as he took the tea that Brother Ma handed to him with both hands. He scraped the tea leaves and smacked his lips.
The waiter nodded and bowed, "Yes, Boss Jia. One level."
"Pfft!" Boss Jia sprayed a mouthful of tea on Brother Ma's face and said in astonishment, "F * ck, how many days has it been? Why is there still one level of trash? Is there an inside story? Humph, so shameless! "
Hearing this, the waiter was obviously confused. Brother Ma knew Boss Jia well. He wiped his face and explained with a fawning smile, "Boss, he said Level One of Internal Qi, not Level One of Brute Force."
Boss Jia was stunned. After a long time, he looked at the smiling demon waiter, put the tea bowl on the counter, and raised his arm to slap Brother Ma.
"Xie Tian is participating in the Internal Qi Competition?"
The waiter nodded.
"I bet on Xie Tian?"
The waiter nodded again.
Boss Jia fainted.
In the arena, Xie Tian and Yang Qiangwu stood opposite each other.
Under the referee's order, Yang Qiangwu attacked first. Xie Tian took half a step back with his right foot. Silence, he watched Yang Qiangwu's fist coming at him. When the distance between them was reduced to two feet, Xie Tian's clothes fluttered even though there was no wind. He punched with his right fist like lightning.
Tiger Soul Fist's Tiger Descends the Mountain!
Bang!
With a dull thud, Xie Tian took eight steps back and finally stopped at the edge of the arena. He was in a daze.
Yang Qiangwu was stunned at first, then happily retracted his fist. His aura exploded again. He wanted to defeat Xie Tian in one go and end this competition.
"More than one thousand kilograms of force. But under the effect of inner Qi, this force is more concentrated, purer, and more resilient …
"Compared to Brute Force, this force is like a cow's tendon. It's hard and soft at the same time. It's tricky. If you're soft, he'll be hard. If you're hard, he'll be soft.
"This punch is just an attack. What if inner Qi is used for defense …"
In the blink of an eye, Xie Tian understood many characteristics of Inner Qi from the first punch. He wasn't nervous at all when he saw Yang Qiangwu attacking again. Seeing that the fist was only five inches away from his chest, his right hand trembled and a golden light flashed!
Golden Snake Sky Soaring Fist!
An arm that was as soft as a willow twig wrapped around Yang Qiangwu's arm.
However, Xie Tian's feet left the ground due to the force of the punch. His body floated in the air outside the arena.
Feeling Xie Tian's pull, Yang Qiangwu's heart tightened. He retracted his arm without hesitation.
With this retraction, Xie Tian's body seemed to have lost all weight. He floated back into the arena like a ghost. When the two of them crossed each other, Xie Tian's left fist, which he had already prepared, broke through the air and went straight for Yang Qiangwu's ribs!
Tiger Soul Fist's Snatch Food from the Tiger's Mouth!
"Good!" Yang Qiangwu heard the sound of the fist breaking through the air. Although he was shocked, he didn't turn around to avoid the weak point of his ribs. Instead, he sank into his Dantian. Under his control, all the inner Qi in his body suddenly gathered below his ribs!
Bang!
Xie Tian was sent flying again. After landing, he staggered two or three steps back, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Yang Qiangwu grimaced and rubbed his ribs. Then, he laughed as if nothing had happened.
"You're just so-so. I'm going to defeat you today!"
Xie Tian ignored Yang Qiangwu's provocation. After two fights, he finally understood why the Inner Qi Realm was stronger than the Brute Force Realm.
If the strength of the Brute Force State was a dead force, then the strength of the Inner Qi State was more lively. The word 'live' made the strength come to life. Once the strength came to life, it would become more agile, swift, and unpredictable.
Take Yang Qiangwu for example. In the first fight, both fists collided. Although the strength was the same, Xie Tian was completely defeated. This was because when the fists collided, the inner Qi turned from hardness to softness, reducing half of Xie Tian's strength. Then, the softness turned into hardness, and Xie Tian was sent flying.
The second time, Xie Tian attacked Yang Qiangwu's weak point. The moment his fist came into contact with Yang Qiangwu's ribs, another strong force rebounded his fist. Yang Qiangwu only felt a little pain, but was not injured at all.
"No wonder it's called the Brute Force Realm. It really is brute force, dead force …"
After figuring this out, Xie Tian more or less understood the mystery of the Inner Qi Realm. However, his brows furrowed even more because he suddenly realized that there was something in his body that didn't belong to him.
This extra thing was in the big tree in his body.
This thing was Yang Qiangwu's inner Qi.
"Big tree, Yuanyang, inner Qi …"
Thinking of something, Xie Tian's heart suddenly started beating at an unprecedented speed. Even when he was facing Chen Feng and Li Yuanyang, his heart didn't beat this fast!
"Palm of Wind and Thunder!"
Seeing that Xie Tian had been beaten silly, Yang Qiangwu became even more confident. The Palm of Wind and Thunder, which was already at an extreme speed, actually sped up again, forcibly breaking through the barrier that had troubled him for two years. Palm of Wind and Thunder!
"Father was right. I will definitely gain something from this battle with Xie Tian, haha!"
Amidst the roaring wind and thunder, Xie Tian finally raised his head. Facing the Palm of Wind and Thunder, he didn't retreat but advanced. Like a proud eagle fighting in the sky, he rushed into the Palm of Wind and Thunder!
Crack!
Xie Tian's right arm was dislocated …
Yang Qiangwu was overjoyed. He wanted to take the opportunity to smash Xie Tian's head, but in the next moment, the arm that should have been hanging naturally turned up in an extremely strange manner. The five fingers gathered together like a crane's beak and pierced towards Yang Qiangwu's chest at lightning speed!
The only offensive move of Crane Dance in the Ninth Heaven, Riding a Crane Down to Yangzhou!
Elder Gong and Zhou Boran stood up at the same time and looked at Xie Tian in shock. Three words popped up in their minds at the same time.
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