The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 729: Generation Disciple Wang Mang

"The strength of the sect master's disciples has generally reached the ranks of the masters of the transformation realm, and some disciples who have already reached the foundation establishment stage have already reached the foundation establishment stage."

"Well, I remember this guy, his name is Wang Mang..." In the midair of Yemen, Ye Fei at this time, his eyes fell on a man with a strong figure and a slightly simple appearance in the martial arts training ground below.

This person was dressed in light-colored cloth, and his face was rather haggard. He was constantly trying to breathe out the aura of heaven and earth, and the aura in his body was extremely chaotic, not even reaching the level of a strong inner strength.

"The collapse of the foundation of martial arts should be caused by the failure to attack the realm." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he could see the state of Wang Mang's body at a glance.

In the martial arts training ground below, when some disciples walked past Wang Mang, their faces were mostly filled with contempt. In the entire Yemen, except for the new disciples, almost no one could not reach the inner strength. strong.

And this Wang Mang could be the first batch of disciples of Yemen. Now that his strength is so weak, it is reasonable for him to be despised by others.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Wang? Long time no see, why do you have time to practice martial arts?"

"I heard that senior brother Wang is the first batch of Yemen disciples, and he has also met the ancestor of the sect. As you, if you want to come to the martial arts field in the future, you must mention and inform the juniors, and the juniors will welcome you personally."

The person who spoke was a young man who seemed to be a young man with the strength of a master of transformation. This person had a handsome appearance and good strength, and he was followed by a disciple with great inner strength.

"No, Junior Brother is being polite." Wang Mang opened his eyes, the expression on his face didn't change much, he just responded in a low voice.

As soon as he said this, everyone, headed by the disciple of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, couldn't help laughing out loud, and the expressions on their faces were even more sarcasm.

"Haha, haha, Wang Mang, are you really a senior brother?"

"You're such a good-for-nothing, you've really embarrassed me."

"Still practicing, pack up your things quickly and get out of Yemen..."

The people in front kept laughing, and harsh voices came. Wang Mang's face turned red, and he wanted to argue a few words, but finally turned into a dark sigh, got up and left the training ground silently.

After he walked a long way, the laughter from behind still didn't stop.

The back mountain of Yemen is very close to the trial mountain range, and few disciples come here. After Wang Mang left the martial arts training ground, he came here alone and stood under an ancient tree.

"Am I really a waste?" Wang Mang murmured, with a look of unwillingness on his face.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and punched the ancient tree in front of him with all his strength. There was a huge pain in his arm, and the ancient tree in front of him remained motionless, and his hand skin was already bleeding.

For Wang Mang, this is undoubtedly unacceptable. Since he failed to attack the realm, the more he practiced, the more he failed to advance and retreated. Now he is not even as good as a foreign warrior.

Even he himself felt that if he continued to practice, even an ordinary person would be able to put him down easily in the end.

"Maybe, I'm really not suitable for cultivation." Wang Mang showed a self-deprecating look, and the eyes that were still slightly shiny at this moment became much dimmer at this moment.

After persisting for so long, sometimes giving up is just a matter of a moment.

As one of Ye's first disciples, Wang Mang had once been brilliant. His talent in martial arts is outstanding, and his cultivation speed is the fastest among all disciples. He was the first to step into the realm of transformation.

The first to step into the ranks of foundation building, the first to enter the innate realm, and finally rushed to the late innate stage, but in the end the alchemy failed and the martial arts foundation was lost.

The loss of a generation of geniuses, the feeling of falling from heaven to hell in an instant, I am afraid that no one in Yemen knows better than Wang Mang.

"Master Ye, I have let you down." Wang Mang's eyes flickered. Ever since his foundation in martial arts was lost, he has been supporting him until now because of the lingering figure in his mind.

Whenever he thinks about it, Wang Mang has motivation in his heart again, but at this moment he has really reached his limit.

"That's it, give up." A voice suddenly came from not far behind.

The voice was flat, but it revealed an indescribable penetrating power. Wang Mang, who was under the ancient tree in front of him, suddenly trembled and turned around slowly with some stiffness.

But when he saw the person in front of him, this man with a slightly rough face, tears could not stop falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Ye...Wang Mang, a disciple of the first generation of Yemen, met Ye Xiaoye." Wang Mang took a deep breath at this moment, then immediately fell to his knees and bowed respectfully to the person in front of him.

Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and he couldn't help looking deeply at the eyes ahead. In his line of sight, Wang Mang's body could be seen trembling uncontrollably at the moment.

Regarding the Yemen in Sumeru Land, Ye Fei has always rarely interfered with the affairs of the door. Since the death of Taoist Aoki, everything has been put on Cui Hu's head, but with the assistance of Queen Anna, Cui Hu can still do it. withstand.

It's just that as the number of disciples increases, it is impossible to manage everything comprehensively.

Moreover, Yemen's sect rules at the beginning were mostly made by Taoist Qingmu, which thoroughly implemented Ye Fei's thoughts. Martial arts cultivation depends on their own abilities, and they will not interfere too much with the disciples of the sect.

"The disciples in my Guanmen, the most powerful ones have reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the weakest ones have the peak power of external strength, and their martial arts talents are different."

"And you..." After Ye Fei finished speaking, looking at the person in front, he suddenly paused.

Hearing this, Wang Mang trembled again, choked up with sobs and said, "It's my disciple who is useless, and I let Young Master Ye down."

Ye Fei, who was in front of him, smiled lightly at this moment, then raised his hand and lifted the figure in front of him.

"And you are undoubtedly the one with the most outstanding talent among the disciples of Yemen. Ye did not misunderstand the person." The smile on Ye Fei's face did not change, and the person looking forward said slowly.

With Ye Fei's strength, he can easily see that Wang Mang's impact on the alchemy realm should have been half a year ago.

Although his spiritual power is gone now, if he had this level of strength half a year ago, he would undoubtedly be Yemen's No.1.

If Ye Fei guessed correctly, the sudden increase in Wang Mang's strength should be after he brought back the spirit crystal mother vein, because the absorption of spiritual power was unrestrained, and the cultivation was too crazy to cause the foundation to be unstable.

Otherwise, with this person's talent in martial arts, it is impossible for him to fail to form alchemy successfully.

"Master Ye, what do you mean..." The light that disappeared from Wang Mang's eyes obviously returned at this moment, and he looked at Ye Fei at this moment, with a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.

"I remember, when I first met you, you were still the security guard of Jinling Group." Ye Fei smiled slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional at this time.

In front of Wang Mang, the light in his eyes became brighter at this time, Ye Xiaoye still remembered him, Wang Mang's heart was moved for a while, he really shouldn't give up easily.

"Master Ye, don't worry, this disciple will never give up." Wang Mang clenched his fists tightly at this time, and the tenacity in his eyes was something he had never had before.

Ye Fei nodded slightly. The foundation of martial arts has been lost. It is not impossible to practice. As long as there is a firm determination, those lost Dingxi will come back again one day.

After taking a deep look at Wang Mang in front of him, Ye Fei's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

"A person in martial arts should be fearless."

"I can teach you a skill, you don't need martial arts foundation to practice, but you have to enter the trial mountain range, the trial time is one year, life and death are fate, do you dare to try?" Ye Fei's voice was thunderous, every time Every single word reached Wang Mang's ears deeply.

After he finished listening, he only felt his head buzzing.

In Yemen's Trial Mountain Range, it usually takes at most a week for the disciples of the sect master to go in for the trial, and the elders must be in the sect before they can apply to enter.

In a year's time, even if he was not eaten by ferocious beasts, with Wang Mang's strength, he would starve to death.

"If you don't dare, just pretend you haven't met Ye." Ye Fei looked back at this moment, and his voice became much calmer.

Wang Mang in front of him, with confusion in his eyes, fell silent for a while, and did not respond to Ye Fei's words.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei shook his head slightly. It was only half a year for Cui Hu to enter the trial mountain range. A year is indeed a long time, and most of the people in front of him couldn't persist.

Just when Ye Fei was about to leave, a deep voice suddenly came from behind him.

"I am willing, and please invite Ye Xiaoye to preach." At this moment, the confusion in Wang Mang's eyes receded at some point, and a red light flashed in his eyes, and a tough look appeared on his face.

Ye Fei turned around slowly, and after pondering for a while, a flash of light flashed in his eyes at the same time, then slowly raised his arm, and pointed to the eyebrows of the person in front.

I saw a flash of blood, like a drop of blood, coming out from Ye Fei's fingertips, and directly blending into the center of Wang Mang's brow.

"Okay, let's go in. When you can refine that drop of blood, or a year is up, you can come out." Ye Fei looked at the person in front and said slowly.

What he just integrated into Wang Mang's eyebrows was the blood-burning technique of the God of War Jue, which also contained the skills of the God of War Jue. If this person can cultivate it, his future achievements will not be inferior to Cui Hu's.

"Many, thank you, Young Master Ye." Wang Mang was stunned, he didn't feel any change in himself at the moment.

But when Young Master Ye opened his mouth, he had already agreed, and he didn't think too much about it at this moment. The worst thing was to die, which was better than being a waste for the rest of his life.

Wang Mang made up his mind, and immediately raised his hand and bowed to Ye Fei. Without any hesitation, he turned and walked towards the trial mountain range.

At the edge of the mountain range at this time, Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then stepped into the air, his spiritual consciousness swept across, and soon found Cui Hu's position.

"Try the mountain range for one year." Ye Fei sent out a sound transmission of spiritual consciousness, but he didn't stop too much, and walked directly towards the exit of Xumi space.

(End of this chapter)