Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 50 Dump truck, start!

Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door.

Dododo~
"Who?"

"Hello, are you classmate Ye Qingzhou?"

When Ye Qingzhou opened the door, he saw that the person who came to see him was an old man in his sixties. He was holding a box in his hand and was dressed very decently, but the smile on his face gave people a sense of hypocrisy and affectation.

"who are you?"

"Can you let me in to talk?"

Ye Qingzhou let the old man in, picked up a cup of tea and drank it himself, not bothering to pour for him: "Just explain your purpose, keep it simple, don't waste my time."

"Okay, I like people who are straightforward like you, Mr. Ye."

The old man then placed the suitcase on the coffee table, opened the lock, showed the full banknotes inside, and made his request: "Here is two million, and I hope you lose the next game."

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the money in the password box and chuckled, "I like your money very much, but your words make me very unhappy."

"Student Ye, you are still young and you will have another chance in the next term. Why do you have to act on impulse? If the money is not enough, I can add more."

"In addition to money, I prefer high-level martial arts. Can you afford it?"

"Student Ye, you are joking. Even martial arts families and large schools keep high-level martial arts secret. How could I have them?"

"Then there's nothing more to say."

Ye Qingzhou was too lazy to talk nonsense and stood up to see the guest off.

"Student Ye, are you really not going to consider it again?"

Ye Qingzhou didn't say anything, but just raised the teacup in his hand.

What a shame!

The old man cursed fiercely in his heart. After he went out, he went to another floor and entered another room: "Master, he refused."

"Damn it, you're just a lowly person, and you dare to put on airs with me?"

In a rage, Li Wei crushed the glass full of spirit wine in his hand, allowing the blood-red spirit wine to seep out from between his fingers.

After venting his anger, he revealed a ferocious expression: "Old rules, find someone to cripple him!"

"I understand, Master."

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Before the round of 16 begins, all contestants will have two days of rest.

These two days are reserved by the organizers for the contestants to adjust their condition, especially those who have fought hard before. They can receive the treatment and recover during these two days.

The organizers can also use these two days to promote and hype up the event, drawing more attention to this year's Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition, thereby increasing the social influence of Mingjian Group.

Soon, debates about the sword fighting competition could be heard everywhere in the streets and alleys of Star City.

Whether it is the three favorites to win the championship or the martial arts geniuses who have successfully qualified, they have become the topic of conversation among people from all walks of life.

This has brought unimaginable fame and benefits to the young players, and a new world of decadence and luxury is slowly opening up to them.

Ye Qingzhou ignored the disturbances from the outside world. He walked out of the hotel with his sword bag on his back, found a secluded place in a nearby park, and began to sort out his gains.

He gained a lot from this trip. So far, he has acquired five intermediate martial arts, namely, Sa Ta, Xue Zou, Pan Shou, Dielang and Fast and Slow Sword, and even obtained the high-level martial art, Tianluo Sword Net.

As for the phantom sword, since he had only watched the video and had not seen it with his own eyes, Ye Qingzhou only understood the principle at the moment, but could not sense the other party's internal breath through the cicada sense, and did not know the specific practice method. If he wanted to steal a move, he could only wait until Xu Yuebing and Liang Sheng fought and then get a glimpse of it.

"Right now, my foundation is still far behind Zhu Jinfeng, Liu Dingjian, and Leon. It seems that I am at a great disadvantage without martial arts skills."

Ye Qingzhou could tell from Leon's reaction that Wu Gu's power must be extraordinary.

"I need a powerful force that can fight against Wu Gu..."

The path of martial arts is something that people have explored. As more people walk on it, it becomes a smooth road.

And latecomers may not be able to blaze new trails!

With the belief of breaking through himself, Ye Qingzhou started running the six kinds of internal energy in his body at the same time. In the past few days, he witnessed many martial arts geniuses combining two kinds of internal energy with each other to develop new ideas of moves. At this moment, inspiration burst out and various ideas came one after another.

"My Dragon Shaped Sword Qi Slash can already combine the power of the six forces into one, but the method is too crude, and there is still huge potential to be tapped."

Ye Qingzhou kept thinking and deducing in his mind, and soon came up with a corresponding idea based on his previous life's Gangjin cultivation: "All things are born from Qi, and Qi is nothing more than Yin and Yang."

Once a thought arises, the internal breath in the sea of ​​​​qi will also change accordingly.

Ye Qingzhou pushed the fire to perfection and achieved a new dynamic balance with the wind.

Originally, after swallowing the Jiaoli Fire Dates, the image of the dragon and tiger in Ye Qingzhou's body was that the wind was the dragon, with wind as the main force, and then led to the other five forces of fire, mountain, forest, yin and thunder as tigers, which intertwined with each other to form the image of Tai Chi harmony.

Now his thinking changed, and suddenly the three forces of wind, mountain and yin became a dragon, and the three forces of fire, forest and thunder became a tiger. The atmosphere within Dantian became more balanced.

The two energies are yin and yang to each other, and the internal breath begins to circulate endlessly.

This is not over yet!

Afterwards, Ye Qingzhou used the internal martial arts' technique of holding the dantian to mobilize the dantian to relax and tighten, opening and closing it, in order to control the gushing flow of internal breath.

It was a slow opening and closing at first, but as the movement became more proficient and the frequency increased, the opening and closing became smaller and closer, and the gushing and explosion of internal energy almost became one.

The opening and closing of Dantian was like a collapsing bean, as if a high-power engine was installed in Ye Qingzhou's abdomen. The high-frequency tremors of the internal breath successfully stimulated his coccyx sympathetic nerves, causing his muscles and bones to tremble slightly.

Rumble~
Ye Qingzhou vaguely heard the sound of waves in his mind, and its sound was like thunder!

A terrifying power is sprouting in Ye Qingzhou's body.

Normally, a martial artist's internal energy bursts out from outside the body. Who would dare to test it with his own body like Ye Qingzhou did!

If he had not reached a state of mind that allowed him to perfectly control his body, he would have been bleeding from all his orifices and exploded to death.

Rumble~
The sound of waves and thunder in his body surged endlessly, like a roaring engine. The violent power even made Ye Qingzhou have the illusion that he could tear the sky apart.

"This kind of power uses inner energy as fuel, and operates in a similar way to a car engine. In the future, its power will increase as my foundation strengthens. Let's call it the first gear."

Ye Qingzhou felt the surging power in his body and was filled with joy. This feeling of progress was so intoxicating.

Just when Ye Qingzhou was immersed in cultivation, a dirty dump truck was parked outside the park. In the cab, two men with wretched looks were staring at Ye Qingzhou's direction.

"Brother-in-law, are we really going to bump into them?"

"You're such a coward. How can you produce without courage? Your sister is pregnant now. How can I support my family if I don't make money? Do you want your nephew to lose at the starting line in the future?"

"But if we do this too often, won't we end up destroying ourselves?"

"You're full of jingles. Do you want to take the postgraduate entrance exam? Hurry up, grab the steering wheel and get moving!"

(End of this chapter)