As the cold wind blew, the leaves rustled. It sounded like they were whispering to each other, but it also sounded like they were laughing.
In the backyard of the He Clan Manor, other than the sound of the wind, there was no one else who spoke.
In the He Family Manor, He Yitian was definitely an iconic figure, especially among the third generation of disciples. He had long been regarded as the most promising person.
Even at the family banquet, he was the only third generation disciple who was allowed to sit in the first seat.
This was not only because he was the eldest son and eldest grandson, but also because of his outstanding cultivation talent.
At the age of 14, he advanced to the sixth level, and at the age of 19, he advanced to the seventh level. Now, at the age of 22, He Yitian was famous in the entire Taicang County. Even among the three big families in the county, he was the number one expert.
Apart from him, among the third generation disciples of the Xu and Cheng Families, there was no one else who had reached the seventh stage of the inner strength cultivation.
Although He Yiming had advanced to the sixth level when he was 13 years old, as long as he couldn't advance again before he was 20 years old, he would never be able to be compared with He Yitian in everyone's eyes.
As for whether He Yiming would be able to achieve this goal before 20, it was also ambiguous. No one could guarantee it.
After all, the difficulty of reaching the seventh stage from the sixth stage was far greater than before. Even He Yitian himself could not explain how he had passed it.
Therefore, when He Yitian stood out and challenged He Yiming, the entire He Family Manor felt that it was inconceivable.
After a long while, He Wude suddenly laughed out loud and said, "Yiming, your eldest brother has challenged you to a battle. Go ahead and fight."
He Yiming looked deeply at the old man and his eldest brother before he lowered his head slightly and said, "Yes."
He Yihai walked down gloomily and looked at Yixuan. Both of their eyes were filled with confusion, as they did not know what their eldest brother was up to.
In the past, after the two of them had fought each other, they would join forces to challenge their eldest brother. However, in the end, they would lose without a doubt.
Therefore, they were very clear about their eldest brother's strength and respected him very much. Although Sixth Brother had emerged as a new force to be reckoned with, they did not dare to believe that Sixth Brother could contend against Eldest Brother. Therefore, he couldn't understand why his big brother wanted to challenge him.
He Quanyi looked at his two outstanding nephews and felt extremely proud. The He Family Manor had only been established in Taicang County for a few decades, which was undoubtedly the shortest history among the three aristocratic families. However, the third generation of the He Clan was the most capable. He had absolute confidence that when the third generation grew up, the number one aristocratic family in Taicang County would definitely be the He Clan Manor.
Taking a few steps back, He Quanyi loudly gave the order. The most exciting battle of the younger generation had finally begun.
He Yitian placed one hand on his chest and made an inviting gesture with his other hand. Yi Ming didn't stand on ceremony. He crossed his fists and strode forward like a rolling stone.
After fighting for a while, everyone could see that He Yitian was indeed the number one expert among the third generation. Unknowingly, he had already gained the upper hand.
He Yitian majored in earth element techniques. He stood in the center of the arena with his feet spread apart like a tree, deeply rooted in the ground. No matter how He Yiming attacked, he was still as immovable as a mountain. Both of his hands gently waved around his body, and easily dispersed Yi Ming's chain of Rolling Stone Fists. The fists were unable to threaten his body at all.
This was the strength of the seventh level. In the face of absolute strength, even if one obtained the true essence of a battle technique, there was no chance of winning.
He Yiming fought for a while longer and actually felt as if his hands and feet were tied. He couldn't move freely, as if a large stone was tied to his hands and feet.
If his inner strength was really only at the sixth level, he probably wouldn't be able to continue fighting. However, his inner strength was actually one level higher than He Yitian's, which was why he could continue to persevere.
He Wude's eyes faintly lit up. Yi Ming's performance greatly exceeded his expectations.
He Yitian was 22 years old this year and had been cultivating earth element techniques for 17 years. He had already thoroughly understood the essence of using earth element techniques to attack and steadily advance. It seemed that he didn't take the initiative to attack, but every time the two sides clashed, there would be an extremely subtle inner strength entangling Yi Ming's body.
Moreover, He Yitian's earth element techniques were like a huge pit full of suction, causing Yi Ming to gradually sink into it. Even if he wanted to stop and retreat, it was difficult to do so.
However, He Yiming was able to persevere under such circumstances. Even though his movements seemed to be much slower, he still didn't give up. This situation couldn't help but make people puzzled. How could he persevere for so long?
After pondering for a while, He Wude suddenly thought of the innate secret technique. Could it be that Yi Ming had already cultivated it and had some small achievements?
Thinking of this, He Wude suddenly shouted, "Yi Ming, don't hide it anymore. Show me some real skills."
He Yiming's mood at this moment was quite similar to He Yihai's just now. He was also extremely depressed. After hearing the old man's voice, his mood was lifted and his eyes suddenly sharpened.
He didn't know that the old man meant for him to perform the Thirty-six Splitting Mountain Forms. Instead, he thought that the old man saw through his inner strength cultivation. Since the old man saw through it, there was no need to hide it. However, this wasn't a life-and-death battle after all. He had to leave some face for his elder brother.
Therefore, He Yiming shouted softly. The Mixed Yuan Force in his body suddenly accelerated and was promoted to the seventh level. Almost at the same time, the fist technique in his hand changed. The Rolling Stone Fist at the peak of the seventh level also shone brilliantly.
If the Rolling Stone Fist just now was like a boulder spinning around He Yitian, then the momentum that emerged from He Yiming's body at this moment had reached another terrifying level.
When his fists intersected, there was a trace of the sound of gold and iron hitting each other. Every punch was like a sharp blade scraping through the bones, causing people's skin to ache faintly.
The seventh level of the metal-type Mixed Yuan Force coupled with the seventh level of the Rolling Stone Fist complemented each other like milk (mute) blending. In an instant, the power of the two had been exerted to the extreme.
He Yitian's face changed drastically. In his senses, his sixth brother's figure seemed to have grown taller in an instant. It actually gave him a feeling that he was no match for him. What was even more outrageous was that his arms no longer seemed to be made of flesh and blood. Instead, they had turned into two large machetes that were swishing in front of him.
His earth-type cultivation method was originally known for its strong defensive ability. However, under the opponent's extremely sharp attack, it actually showed signs of collapsing.
He Yitian's face had become extremely dignified. The force of his fist had been completely restrained within a square inch of his body. At this moment, he seemed to have become a huge boulder that was pressed on the ground. No one could move him.
However, He Yiming's attack was getting fiercer and fiercer. His Rolling Stone Fist was like countless meteorites pouring down from the sky, desperately crashing into the boulder. Once, twice, and even countless times. Every collision would cause the boulder to shake slightly. Moreover, the number of meteorites and the frequency of collision were constantly increasing. Gradually, there was a feeling that the boulder was going to be completely submerged.
After fighting for a while, He Yitian's face had a trace of abnormal color. There was only one thought in his mind. Block, block, block again …
He had already felt that his sixth brother had definitely broken through the sixth stage and advanced to the seventh stage of the inner strength realm. However, the time he took to advance was definitely not too long. Although the metal-type cultivation method was powerful, it was also the shortest in terms of endurance. As long as he could withstand his consecutive attacks, he would still be able to win in the end.
However, no matter how much He Yitian encouraged himself, he felt that his sixth brother's Rolling Stone Fist was simply not a metal-type cultivation method. Instead, it was as long lasting as a water-type cultivation method. The powerful attack was stronger than the previous wave. It seemed to be never-ending.
Block, block …
I can't block it anymore!
He Yitian's feet finally couldn't stand firmly on the ground anymore. Instead, he took a small step back.
However, with this step back, the faces of He Wude and the others had already changed.
Although the vast majority of people couldn't understand the mystery behind it, the few of them were well aware that He Yitian had actually lost this battle.
"Stop …"
A loud shout came from He Wude's mouth. He Yiming, who was addicted to beating, trembled. His fists paused in midair for a moment, and he immediately stopped. He Yitian, who was on the opposite side, also stood up straight. However, his eyes were filled with shock as he looked at his sixth brother.
He Wude looked at the confused crowd and said, "Compared to last year, your fist techniques have already improved greatly. I am gratified. Today's competition will end here. Quan Yi, this year's reward will be doubled. Let everyone have a good New Year."
Countless cheers erupted from the mouths of the servants. Although the old manor head suddenly stopped them and they were a little dissatisfied, when they thought of the doubled reward for the New Year, everyone automatically ignored this little hobby.
He Quan Yi responded loudly and went to deal with this matter on his own.
He Yitian opened his mouth to speak, but after being glared at by He Wude, he immediately shut his mouth obediently.
He Wude waved his sleeves and said, "You can all disperse. Quan Xin and you three brothers, there is still one day left. Yiming, come with me."
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