In the world of martial dao, Yang Zhao's cultivation was very different from others.
When a normal person practiced martial arts, they would either learn martial arts from a master or inherit their family business. No matter how talented they were, they would still spend most of their time bitterly cultivating their true qi.
As for Yang Zhao, he had spent eighteen years building up his foundation and had managed to cultivate a Pure Yang Purity True Body.
A body that was indestructible and could produce great medicine.
Then, with more than ten years of accumulation of luck, he could directly deduce the cultivation secret technique of the Qi Body Origin.
At the end of the spell, there was a god.
Adding the two together, it was Yang Zhao's foundation, Blood Lock Endless Fire Power.
With such a foundation, there was no need to accumulate and polish zhenqi during cultivation.
In a battle, their advantage was even more ridiculous.
Others hid and hid, but this ultimate move that could only be used once in a life and death battle was as ordinary as A f * cking plain A on Yang Zhao.
When Yang Zhao fought against He Ruobi, he had specially used the means of killing on the battlefield, which was even more recognized.
Let alone fighting bare-handed.
At this moment, the Pear Blossom Six Forms that Yang Zhao had derived from the Yang Family's spear technique had truly frightened He Ruobi.
According to the unspoken rules, wasn't this just a test?
Why did he suddenly go all out?
It can't be! Your father, Yang Yong, wasn't killed by the Duke! Tsk!
Facing Yang Zhao's desperate killing move, He Ruobi also couldn't withstand it. He could only release his aura, unleashing the might of a celestial being. The killing intent accumulated on the battlefield for decades surged out, turning into a sky full of arrow lights, obliterating Yang Zhao's attacks one by one.
Such deva might was terrifying.
But Yang Zhao was not an ordinary person, and the blood in his chest was boiling.
Not only did the already ferocious 24 Pear Blossom Stances continuously appear, but the luck also gradually disappeared, and the Six Forms of Pear Blossom that could kill the Celestial Appearance came over.
Exploring Sea Form, Facing the Sky Form, Moving Mountain Form, Overturning Terrain Form, Riding Dragon Form, and Dripping Water Form.
Yang Zhao's output was close to full power, and his entire person fell into an inexplicable comprehension.
This made He Ruobi, who was fighting Yang Zhao, suffer.
At this time, He Ruobi could already tell that the kid in front of him was a pervert.
Ordinary people would be exhausted after using this killer move once, but to this kid, it was just a normal move.
Moreover, the other party was obviously supported by a secret technique and had endless True Qi.
In addition, the other party's martial arts and combat talent were extremely shocking. At this moment, it was obvious that he had an epiphany.
He shouldn't have listened to Gao Wei's nonsense.
Thinking back to that old man Wu Jianzhang's battle record of defeating seventeen Celestial Generals, he was full of praise for this Yang Zhao brat, calling him the Qilin Son.
He was no match for that damned old man, Wu Seventeen. What right did he have to question his words?
Now, it was hard to back down.
He couldn't possibly ruin the opportunity of His Majesty's Qilin grandson, right?
The fierce battle lasted for more than an hour.
Even though He Ruobi was already in the late stage of the Deva Realm, facing Yang Zhao's fierce attacks, he was extremely exhausted after a battle.
Fortunately, although He Ruobi was in a sorry state, he did not lose face in front of the younger generation.
After the battle, both sides restrained their auras.
Yang Zhao quickly bowed and said,"Thank you for your help, Duke Song. I was itching for a fight, and I was rude.”
He Ruobi still hadn't recovered from the shock and looked at Yang Zhao faintly.
F * ck, pervert!
Pausing for a moment, He Ruobi pretended to be magnanimous and said with a smile,""It's fine! His Royal Highness is astonishingly talented, much more powerful than the two good-for-nothings in my family.”
He Ruobi was actually quite pretentious.
But now, this probing battle made He Ruobi extremely restrained in front of Yang Zhao.
The current Yang Zhao was only 20 years old, but he was already a peak martial grandmaster.
In addition, Yang Zhao was even more talented, his cultivation and battle prowess faintly comparable to ordinary Devas.
Even the pretentious He Ruobi knew.
In just a few years, the other party would probably surpass him in terms of strength. He might even become the true ruler of the entire Great Sui Dynasty.
Whether it was for his own future or for the future of his descendants.
It was naturally impossible for He Ruobi to offend Yang Zhao at this time.
He unintentionally settled He Ruobi.
Yang Zhao's True Kang surged and transformed into clothes that covered his body. Only then did he look at the silent Gao Wei.
Seeing this, Gao Wei's eyebrows jumped.
The True Kang was like silk, and the interwoven clothes were like substance. This level of control over one's own strength was truly astonishing.
Soon, Gao Wei greeted him like a subject and said,""Your Highness 'talent is astonishing. To be able to serve Your Highness when the dragon is in the abyss is truly this old minister's fortune, truly this old minister's family's fortune!”
Gao Wei also had a cultivation base, and his strength was not weak. He was in the middle stage of the Celestial Being Realm.
But in reality, civil officials and Confucian scholars cultivated many ways to preserve their health and spirit. They might have a few shocking secret techniques, but in terms of actual combat strength, they were very weak.
Gao Wei had also seen Wu Jianzhang and Yang Zhao's memorial at the Kunlun Immortal Valley.
Using the words 'as intelligent as a demon' to describe Yang Zhao was not an exaggeration.
Now, it seemed that the other party was not only as intelligent as a demon, but also well-versed in both martial arts and literature.
The evaluation of a mere Qilin son was definitely not worthy of the other party.
He Ruobi testing Yang Zhao was instigated by Gao Wei.
He Ruobi could just let a boorish man like him do the hard work of putting in effort and losing face.
Since he had already probed the other party's background, he only needed to obediently assist the other party and be a stable tool. That was enough.
Anyway, he just had to wait for the other party to take over.
With the support of the Ming Cult, their family's wealth and glory would definitely not be lacking.
Delighted.
Gao Wei ignored He Ruobi's faint gaze, his attitude towards Yang Zhao submissive.
Yang Zhao naturally saw Gao Wei's attitude and smiled.
Immediately after, Yang Zhao went to the secret passage stone room and told him about the shortcomings and oversights he had noticed during the recent development of the Ming Cult.
As Yang Jian's former chief trusted official, Gao Wei easily offered several strategies.
Gao Wei had once ruled over hundreds of millions of subjects of the Great Sui Dynasty and was the true prime minister.
Now that he was playing with a Ming Cult that only had a million people, it was naturally easy and easy.
Soon, Yang Zhao and Gao Wei discussed and decided on the general development of Ming Cult for a long time.
In Yang Zhao's future plans.
The existence of the Ming Cult was important, but also not important.
The important thing was that before Yang Jian and the others were completely disappointed with Yang Guang, Yang Zhao was unable to return to the Great Sui Dynasty, so he needed a place to stay.
What was not important was that the Ming Cult was a martial arts sect deep down.
In Yang Zhao's future plans, the Ming Cult would be dismembered sooner or later and integrated into the dynasty.
As for the current predicament...
As long as Gao Wei and He Ruobi were reasonably integrated into the Ming Cult, it would be enough for Yang Zhao to let go.
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