Even though he tried his best to contain it, there were still cracks in his firm martial heart at this moment.
"Martial arts?"
Ye Chen frowned.
"If you want to understand it that way, that's fine.”
Ye Chen's palm moved, and the Qi force that was like a waterfall was like a large net that enveloped He Changlin.
It was impossible to dodge. He Changlin's eyes were filled with despair.
However, he discovered that this force did not harm him at all. Instead, it erased some of the hidden injuries in his body. In addition, his inner strength had received an unbelievable increase.
It was like a stream that had suddenly turned into a vast ocean.
Clang.
He Changlin's saber landed on the ground. He had completely lost his will to fight.
He could feel that his inner strength was surging and was more than ten times stronger than before…
However, facing the man in front of him, he couldn't even muster the courage to fight.
The more he felt his own strength, the more he felt that Ye Chen was unfathomable.
"Body tempering techniques are indeed useful for martial arts.”
Ye Chen came to the conclusion he wanted.
Body refinement cultivators gathered the essence of heaven and earth and turned it into qi to polish their bodies.
This coincided with the martial arts on Earth. He used He Changlin as a specimen for experiments and came to a conclusion.
If he were to cleanse the body of a martial artist according to the body-tempering technique, he could definitely create a large number of martial arts grandmasters...
"It's a pity that Grandmasters are too weak. It's useless even if we create a hundred or eighty of them.”
Ye Chen was a little disappointed.
If what he was thinking now was known by others, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.
Martial arts grandmasters are so revered, yet you still think you're too weak?
"Alright, your injuries have recovered and your strength has increased. You can attack now.”Ye Chen looked over.
"Attack?"
He Changlin almost collapsed.
Only then did he realize that his saber had fallen to the ground.
He looked at Ye Chen eagerly. His meaning was obvious. You're already so strong, so why are you still making things difficult for me?
"Attack!"
Ye Chen frowned and pointed out.
He decided to do the second experiment.
"This person is comparable to a heavenly deity and is unfathomable!”
"I'm definitely not his match!”
"Such an expert has a strange habit and likes to torture people. If I continue to stay, I will definitely be tortured to death!”
Thoughts flashed through He Changlin's mind.
He had been in the martial world for many years. What kind of people had he not seen?
He had seen many perverts like Ye Chen who were clearly powerful but liked to play with cats and mice, treating people as toys.
To fall into the hands of such a person was worse than death.
Therefore, his only thought was to escape as far as possible!
He didn't care about his saber anymore. He suddenly turned around and jumped several meters high, wanting to jump out of the courtyard wall.
"You want to leave?"
Ye Chen frowned.
He didn't have any killing intent. The three moves he said before were just a joke to provoke this person to attack with all his strength.
He originally thought that He Changlin was a tough nut to crack and would press forward courageously. He did not expect that he would have the thought of escaping now.
Ye Chen was disappointed. He shook his head, took a few steps, and plucked a willow leaf from the tree.
"Leaf-plucking Flying Dagger!" King Yiran exclaimed.
She already knew what was going on before she even made a move.
Because she had seen it before. When she was held hostage, it was Ye Chen who had plucked the flying blade and saved her life.
In the past, he only felt that it was like a dream. Now that he saw it again, he understood the meaning behind it.
" Killing with consciousness control?"
"Isn't that something that only a Supreme Realm expert can do?”
"Could he be the legendary Revered Martial Artist? Martial Dao Supremacy, Land True Immortal!"
Everyone widened their eyes and held their breaths, waiting for the next scene.
The soft willow leaf was like a sharp sword as it tore through the air.
He Changlin turned around to take a look, but his face was pale.
"Revered Martial Artist!"
Without waiting for him to respond, the willow leaf pierced through his chest and shot to an unknown place.
Fresh blood flowed out as He Changlin fell to the ground. There was a trace of calmness in his eyes.
It was only natural for him to die in the hands of a Martial Honor.
The Wang family's eyes were dull, unable to say a word.
Wang Tiancheng couldn't believe it. He clutched his chest with one hand.
Wang Jianguo continued to limp. It was unknown whether he was happy or sad.
King Yiran's eyes shone brightly as she looked at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen walked step by step into the hall and stopped at the first seat on the left.
He paused for a moment before smiling.
"May I ask if I am qualified to sit in this seat?”
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