Chapter 22: A Palm Technique that Descends From the Sky

On Yang Zhen's open palm, there is a small cloud floating, which is exactly the same as the constantly changing white clouds in the sky, revealing a wave of vitality that makes people palpitate.

"Yang Zhen, did he understand some heavenly martial arts?"

"The white cloud in his hand actually gave me a feeling of palpitations. What kind of martial art is this, so weird?"

Everyone in Gui Jianchou looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment. Although Yang Zhen looked like a dementia at this time, this kind of dementia was the state that everyone had been striving for all their lives.

Epiphany!

There are many kinds of epiphany. Some people can comprehend the true meaning of power in the epiphany, some people can feel the truth of life in the epiphany, and some people can even understand the martial arts and martial arts that they have struggled to cultivate successfully in the epiphany. .

No matter what kind of epiphany it is, it is the state that all the monks on the Youzhou Continent are pursuing hard. This pursuit does not distinguish between talent, strength, or even gender.

Among all the people in Gui Jianchou, Zhang Zongjin was the one who felt the deepest. Yang Zhen had been talking to him.

Even if Zhang Zongjin's talent is extremely strong and his cultivation is advanced, and he is known as the number one sword in the world, if he still loses to Yang Zhen in this kind of confrontation, it will not have much impact on his xinxing.

What Zhang Zongjin cultivates is the state of mind, if the mind is calm, the sword will be invincible, so even if he loses to a person whose cultivation level is far inferior to his, he just smiles, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs.

But... But Yang Zhen not only completely crushed him in terms of realm, but also had an epiphany when he was fighting openly and secretly with him, and realized a kind of kung fu that was at least a heavenly rank.

This is a bit unbearable!

Zhang Zongjin's face turned red, his throat was sweet, and he was almost vomiting blood by Yang Zhenqi. Zhang Zongjin didn't know if he would die from a comparison, but he would vomit blood.

The cool wind blew past Zhang Zongjin's neck, and Zhang Zongjin broke out in a cold sweat under the shock. He came to his senses completely, and his secret path was dangerous. If he didn't wake up again, he might fall into a demon.

But for some reason, all the voices Zhang Zongjin heard at this time seemed to be mocking him, mocking his ignorance and overreaching.

If Zhang Zongjin knew that Yang Zhen didn't understand any heavenly skills, but created a martial skill, he would have vomited blood long ago.

Yang Zhen woke up from the epiphany, glanced at the white cloud in his hand, and said to Zhang Zongjin with a strange expression: "Do you know a palm technique that descends from the sky?"

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone's heart trembled, and they subconsciously raised their heads to look at the white clouds in midair.

Zhang Zongjin's expression also changed, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Who the hell are you, and which sect's disciple are you?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "I'm just a nobody, but I'm a bit handsome, so I'm always remembered by people, not a disciple of some great sect."

Zhang Zongjin took two steps back and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise: "Very well, then you want me to test the 'palm technique that fell from the sky'?"

Yang Zhen stood up, looked at Zhang Zongjin like a fool, and said, "No!"

"You..." Zhang Zongjin took another step back, and suddenly had the idea of ​​turning around and leaving. Talking to Yang Zhen is so frankly hurtful. This bastard never plays cards according to the routine, which makes people feel depressed and want to vomit blood.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zongjin with some distress, how painful was it to provoke such a monster like Yang Zhen?

At this time, Yang Zhen flipped it casually, put away the white cloud in his hand, and said with a grin: "After I perfect this martial skill, I'll try it with you."

Finished...perfect?

"You created martial arts?" Zhang Zongjin took three steps back in shock, a mouthful of old blood finally spurted out uncontrollably, his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength, and he muttered to himself in despair: "No, this is impossible, you You lied to me, you must have lied to me."

Everyone was shocked, creating their own martial arts, how is this possible?

Not to mention the disciples of small sects, even the suzerains of those big sects dare not create their own martial arts casually, but all martial arts have specific energy running through the meridians. Once there is a mistake, either death or injury, practicing martial arts They are still walking on thin ice cautiously, creating their own martial arts is no different from courting death.

Seeing that Zhang Zongjin vomited blood after being deceived by Yang Zhen's few words, everyone was shocked and looked at Yang Zhen with horror in his eyes.

It's terrible, this Yang Zhen is simply a monster.

I'm not afraid that Yang Zhen is too shameless, but I'm afraid that when Yang Zhen is shameless, his mouth is still so bad. If he is not careful, he will leave a psychological shadow on people, and he may become a demon.

Yang Zhen shook his head and sighed, looking up to the sky with a melancholy expression: "Oh, life is as lonely as snow, no one will believe the truth, can we still practice happily together?"

puff!

Everyone sprayed it, show it, if you show it again, the smallpox is coming.

Zhang Zongjin regained his composure after spitting out a mouthful of blood, and said with a cold snort, "If you are clever with your tongue and have all kinds of tricks, the Enlightenment Monument after the Youzhou Conference will reveal your true colors, I hope you won't let me down by then! "

Hearing Zhang Zongjin's words, everyone immediately reacted.

The most exciting part of the Youzhou Conference is not the trial in the deserted forest, but the Enlightenment Monument afterwards. The Enlightenment Monument contains the principles of heaven and earth. Every year, there will be geniuses from heaven and earth comprehending the truth of heaven and earth from it, or gaining some powerful exercises , or get a certain powerful martial skill, and some people can even get a complete set of inheritance.

At that time, it was the time when all the dragons showed their special abilities, and those with low talents didn't even have the slightest chance.

Yang Zhen actually threatened to create martial arts at this time. Naturally, everyone didn't know whether it was true or not, but once they got to the Enlightenment Monument, whether Yang Zhen was pretending to be mysterious or really like a monster could be judged almost immediately.

"Huh?" Yang Zhen was taken aback, looked at the expressions of everyone, and asked Princess Changyang beside him in surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

If what Zhang Zongjin said was right, then the Enlightenment Monument was tailor-made for him to pretend to be aggressive, and Yang Zhen immediately became interested.

Seeing Yang Zhen's eyes looking at her, Princess Changyang couldn't help but smiled bitterly and explained, "Mr. Zhang's words are not false. After the trial at the Youzhou Conference, there is indeed a stele of enlightenment, which contains endless martial arts and martial arts. And martial arts inheritance, it is said that someone once comprehended holy-level exercises in it!"

"Holy-level exercises?" Yang Zhen became more interested now.

"Hmph!" Zhang Zongjin sneered, watching Princess Changyang tirelessly explaining to Yang Zhen, the coldness on his face became more intense: "Jiaoliang clowns are also equipped with holy-level exercises, and some cats and dogs will show their true colors by then, I hope you can persevere oh, I forgot, with your thick skin, how can you not hold on?"

Everyone nodded one after another. Although Zhang Zongjin's words were a little harsh, they were all true. After all, the Enlightenment Monument is not something that ordinary people can understand from it.

Yang Zhen pointed at Zhang Zongjin's face in surprise and said, "Oh, what is the cheapest in the world, are you mocking us as cats and dogs?"

Zhang Zongjin's expression changed suddenly, and just as he was about to explain, he heard Yang Zhen go on to say: "Brothers, it's not me who picks things up, this 'world's cheapest' is too defiant, he actually said that other than him, there is no one present They are all cats and dogs, they are too arrogant to be provoked."

"I... when did I say that?"

"You said it, you just said it!"

"I didn't!" Zhang Zongjin was in a cold sweat. No matter how arrogant he was, he dared not say that everyone else was a cat or a dog. This offended almost everyone present.

Among the crowd, Fang Shenhe looked at Zhang Zongjin with a confused face: "Is this person an idiot? Why did he become like an idiot after meeting Yang Zhen?"