Chapter 1017

Shua Shua Shua ·

in the practice field of the martial League, there was silence.

They all held their breath and looked at Ye Yu, who was struggling to write in front of the stone tablet.

At this time, it is not only Zhu Yuan, the martial arts practitioners of the eight pole boxing, who surround us.

All the martial artists in the middle-level martial arts field gathered around.

These martial artists, including those who practice Taiji, those who practice Tongbei, and those who practice baguazhang ·

although they practice different skills, there is still a place for them to learn from each other and communicate with each other.

So all these martial artists are curious. Can Ye Yu really burn an eight pole fist Scripture that surpasses the original version?

"Ah, do you think he can record it?"

"I don't know. Look!"

"Dare to redo the sacrificial skill, it's the most amazing state!"

"What is his identity? I haven't seen it! "

"Leaf feather? What a familiar name! I always think I've heard it! "

"But he is very powerful! I wish he didn't pay much attention to me! "

"Really? I wish you a great understanding and talent! "

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as they watched Ye Yu's movements, they whispered.

Li Wuzhen looks at Ye Yu's back and gently strokes his beard to meditate.

"With the martial arts carved by younger martial brother, it seems that the martial arts practitioners in the martial arts league will rise!"

As the leader of the military alliance, Xiao zhantian wants more.

"The martial arts in the martial arts league can't be partial!"

"Or let martial Uncle Ye Yu change all the other stone tablet skills?"

The stone steles in the practice field are all carved from large granite.

The granite, which was originally carved with the eight pole boxing Sutra, is hard and lustrous like moonlight.

Now it is sketched on it by the strong finger of Ye Yu, and the fluorescent stone powder is falling down one after another.

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With Ye Yu's last stamp engraved on the stone tablet, the rebuilt eight pole boxing classic is finally finished!

Standing up, Ye Yu stepped back a little.

Looking up at the stone tablet covered by layers of stone powder, Ye Yu's eyes showed a satisfied color.

"At last!"

When they heard Ye Yu's voice, they were all shocked.

Even Li Wuzhen and Xiao zhantian look at the stone tablet.

Although they believed ye Yu's ability, they were still curious about what kind of eight pole boxing Scripture Ye Yu could burn.

Compared with Li Wu and Xiao zhantian, Zhu Yuan's mood is much more complicated.

On the one hand, they don't believe that Ye Yu can burn the eight pole boxing Sutra that transcends the supernatural realm.

On the other hand, they are eager for the emergence of the eight pole boxing Sutra that transcends the realm of ecstasy!

"Already? Should I be able to see it? "

In the crowd, the warrior couldn't help saying.

Ye Yu turns around and suddenly sees a circle of martial artists surrounded behind him, with a surprised look on his face.

"Why are you all here?"

In the crowd, Zhu Yuan's voice rang.

"We all want to know if the eight pole boxing Scripture you have rebuilt is really so powerful!"

Hearing this, Ye Yu smiled, looked around the crowd and said softly, "since you want to see it, let's have a look!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Yu waved a single palm towards the stone tablet!

Shua!

A strong wind swept over, covering

the stone powder on the stone tablet, like snowflakes falling one after another!

On the stone tablet, the trace engraved by the leaves and feathers appears in the eyes of all!

"This... Is to rebuild the eight pole boxing Scripture recorded?!"

"It seems that... There is nothing magical about it!"

"It's all human figures with lines."

"The movements of human figures are indeed the movements of eight pole boxing! But "

" Oh! Not so much! Do you dare to come out and practice Kung Fu at this level? Joke! "

"Tut! It's true that everyone has it! "

···On the stele, there seems to be nothing special about Ye Yu's eight pole boxing Sutra.

If there is any characteristic, it seems that the design on the stone tablet does not have any words.

The stone tablet is full of simple figures outlined by lines.

Just like the match man on the mobile game, it's extremely simple and rough!

Each villain puts out various movements, which can be seen implicitly. It's a complete set of eight pole boxing.

But just such a skill is not enough to serve the public!

Surrounded by a group of martial artists, Ye Yu's eyes are full of contempt.

They thought that Ye Yu was just a great master and wasted the original edition of the eight pole fist Sutra, so they recorded such a thing!

"That's what you mean. There's someone out there, and there's something out there that surprises us?"

"Ha ha..." Zhu Yuan sneered, "this skill really surprised me!"

Zhu Yuan points to the stone tablet and looks at Ye Yu with a gloomy face. "I'm afraid you still say that I'm rigid in action and have no momentum. I think you really don't understand!"

With that, Zhu Yuan sighed, looked at the debris scattered at the foot of the stone tablet, lamented, "it's just a pity that the original eight pole boxing Sutra is so precious!"

In the crowd, a group of martial artists looked at the original version of the eight pole boxing Sutra, which was also heartbroken.

"Ah... I can't help it. Let's collect the original octupole boxing from the slate!"

"Yes! You can make do with it again! "

"It's better than the match man on the stone tablet!"

"Do it all!"

"Really! Some people just don't know the height of the earth! You can't do it! "

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in the crowd, many warriors came out and bent over to pick up the broken slate.

Among them, Zhu Yuan and other martial artists who have practiced the eight pole boxing are included.

Li Wuzhen and Xiao zhantian are here. They dare not act too hard on Ye Yu.

But in my heart, I don't know what kind of stomach Fei leaves feather.

Unlike these warriors, Li Wuzhen and Xiao zhantian need to see more.

"Well? It's interesting! "

Li Wuzhen stroked his beard lightly and looked at the pattern on the stone tablet with an interested look on his face.

Xiao zhantian looked at it for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "although the lines on it are simple, there is a mysterious breath."

Ako didn't know the skill, nor could he understand the movements of the villain on the stone tablet.

So when ako looks at the design on the stone tablet, he does not look at the action of the villain, but at the lines that outline the villain.

Countless long, short and short lines are connected with each other. There is a strange coordination in the disorder.

After a moment's watching, ako was dazed by the lines.

Rubbing her eyes, when ako wanted to give up her research, she found a rule in the design of the stone tablet!

"The lines on the stone tablet seem to form a pattern!"

Ako reached out and pointed to the stone tablet, and suddenly exclaimed!