I am a high-level martial arts master.

Chapter 310 Mamba treats the symptoms, Milk Dragon treats the root cause, and all dragons pay homage!

In the chaotic city, gunfire erupted in an instant.

The city, which was just moments ago gentle and refined, is now engulfed in endless clamor.

People insult, attack, blame, bully, and ridicule each other.

In this city, all that remains between people is hostility and chaos.

Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust!

Faced with extreme emotions, the seven deadly sins mingled together, causing chaos throughout the city.

Ye Li looked down at the scene below with a serious expression, knowing that he should take strong measures to deal with the situation.

Only by exposing the existence of that demon can the entire city be completely restored, and only by obtaining its demonic essence can it be forged into a sacrificial artifact.

"go!"

As Ye Li made a thought, the surging spiritual power flew out from his soul.

In an instant, countless strands of soul energy shot out from between his brows, transforming into a golden torrent that engulfed the entire city.

Each of these divine thoughts carried Ye Li's will and the Mamba spirit, descending precisely before the entire city.

A roar that shook the city resounded:

"Outman!"

In the south of the city, in an old residential building, a middle-aged man is raising a belt and roaring angrily:

"Why are your grades lower than last time! What's the use of raising you? What's so hard about studying? If I had your current situation back then, I would have gone abroad to study long ago!"

The man's face was contorted with rage as he watched the belt about to fall, while the child in the corner lowered his head in fear.

But just before that, a black man wearing a purple-gold prison uniform number 24, with a resolute face, appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the belt with cold eyes.

"Who the hell are you...?"

"Man!"

Before the man could even curse me, the dark figure elbowed him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

The shadowy figure coldly stared at the middle-aged man who had been elbowed down and said in a chilling voice:

"A useless person like you, who vents your frustrations on your child, doesn't deserve to be a father!"

Hearing the commotion, the child looked up and stared in shock at his father, who had been elbowed and thrown to the ground.

Looking at the man who had suddenly appeared beside him, he blurted out, "Lord Lao!" even though he didn't recognize him.

The shadowy figure looked down at the surprised child, smiled, and gave a thumbs-up, saying:

"Man!"

……

In a finely decorated shop.

A man and a woman, who had been brought together by a matchmaker and already had feelings for each other, were sitting facing each other.

At first, the atmosphere was pleasant; the man was well-dressed and smiling as he discussed his future plans.

The woman had been listening attentively, but as the devil's whispers penetrated her mind, her gaze gradually turned snobbish.

"If you want to marry me, you must give me the property deed to the house, the dowry must be no less than 1 silver dollars, at least 666 grams of gold, and..."

The woman's tone left no room for argument. She crossed her legs and listed the terms one by one, concluding with:

"These are basic requirements. If you can't even meet these, why should I marry you!"

The man's smile froze. Before he could retort, a bald, dark figure in training clothes suddenly appeared and swung his elbow out.

"Man!"

He kicked the woman to the ground, his eyes filled with contempt.

"Is your fortune inlaid with gold? If you can't pay up, are you going to sue him for rape?"

"Damn it!" The man beside him stared wide-eyed, but the shadow vanished instantly.

Then, in another dark alley, five men cornered a thin girl dressed in light clothing against a wall, cursing and poking her forehead with their fingers.

"Man! Man! Man! Man! Man!"

Without a word, amidst the resounding blows, the five men were elbowed to the ground.

The old man coldly said, "The strong are not meant to bully the weak. Your behavior is cowardly. The Mamba Mentality is about never giving up in the face of difficulties!"

……

Similar scenes are playing out in every corner of the city.

Whether it's neighbors who start a fight over a minor argument, robbers, or men and women preparing to frame someone for fraud, it's all possible.

Ye Li's billions of golden rays traversed the sky, appearing before the crisis even occurred, and he ruthlessly interrupted it.

The ancient magical girl Madoka Magica wished to destroy all witches of the past and future, thus forming a self-referential entity.

Today, Ye Li uses the Mamba Mentality to strike back at social chaos until it disappears.

As the dark will struck one elbow after another, the figures in the city returned to harmony... on the surface.

"it's useless."

The sinister voice of the Demon Lord rang out from the side:

"Human nature is inherently evil; relying on pure violence will only instill fear in them."

"They haven't stopped doing evil; they've just temporarily restrained themselves under the pressure of violence."

"The seeds of evil are buried deep in their hearts. Temporary dormancy cannot eradicate them. The more you fight them, the deeper their resentment will grow."

"You can't keep an eye on this small town forever. Once you leave, under the long-term oppressive rule, once you loosen the restrictions, there will only be a greater backlash."

"Your method only treats the symptoms!"

Despite saying this, the Demon Lord looked at Ye Li with great apprehension.

Logically speaking, the stronger one's Qi and blood, the less likely the spirit and soul are to leave the body.

But this guy's soul is so strong that even when divided into billions of parts, it can still mentally interfere with reality; it's terrifying.

Ye Li frowned slightly, realizing that the demon's words made sense.

Only by completely erasing all negative emotions in an instant can the seed of evil be found.

Otherwise, the seed of the demon will continue to spread throughout the city.

Therefore... the simplest solution is to match these people together...

When I was doing this, my mind went completely blank; I had absolutely no evil or good thoughts...

But that won't work, Ye Li thought:

"Since violence doesn't work, let's just smile!"

"Violence only treats the symptoms, so let smiles cure the root cause! As long as the whole city is filled with laughter, laughing so much that they forget everything else, evil thoughts will naturally disappear."

With that thought in mind, Ye Li spread his five fingers and gently clenched them over the entire city.

"Universal joy!"

In an instant, the billions of strands of spiritual will no longer explode, but instead transformed into ripples like spring breeze and rain, silently seeping into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness below!

"Damn it! What do you think you're doing?!"

The demon looked flustered as it sensed the commands implanted in its consciousness.

"Just like you, what's so surprising?"

This is a battle of consciousness, since the Seed of Demons has left everyone with only evil thoughts in their hearts.

Then Ye Li planted the Milk Dragon Seed in these people.

Just smile. If you can't stop smiling, you naturally won't think about anything else.

"so……"

"Forced high...smile!"

In an instant, an invisible wave spread outwards, forcibly plunging everyone into joy.

As for the reason, there is no reason at all; the biggest reason is simply smiling!

"Pfft... Hahahaha!"

The father, who had just been knocked to the ground by the prisoner's elbow, hadn't even had a chance to say anything when he suddenly felt the corners of his mouth involuntarily turn upwards.

He tried desperately to keep a straight face, but his smile seemed to be an innate, unstoppable urge.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The boy looked at his father with some panic, but the next moment, seeing the other man so engrossed in his work, the corners of his mouth inexplicably began to turn up.

"Hoho! Hohoho! Hohohohoho!"

The two men grinned foolishly at each other, letting out a torrent of laughter. Then, the father and son clutched their stomachs, pointed wildly at each other, and burst into thunderous laughter.

The sound carried outwards, reaching the ears of the neighbors across the street.

The two people, who were arguing heatedly, paused for a moment when they heard the laughter. Then they bent over and burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs.

The laughter spread at an incredible speed to every corner of the city.

Whether it was the vegetable market, the pawnshop, or even the patients in the clinic, everyone was laughing hysterically, clutching their stomachs.

If it were an ordinary person, such wild laughter would probably make them vomit their lungs out.

However, Ye Li had previously used his Qi and Blood Network to strengthen these people's bodies to the point where they could withstand the maniacal laughter.

The demon stared in horror at the scene of people laughing hysterically.

"Damn it, what did you do?!"

"Smile!" Ye Li said with a strange smile, pointing to the city below.

"Look at these people, aren't they very happy?"

"Happiness my ass!"

The demon was practically cursing; looking at the forced smiles of the crowd below, where did he find any joy?

"Who is the devil, you or me?"

Looking at Ye Li's current appearance, the demon felt like a green recruit.

The next moment, Ye Li's figure slowly floated up to the sky above the entire city, raised his hands, and smiled.

Unlike the wild laughter of those others, Ye Li's smile was serene and carried a hint of reserve.

The smiles of those people widened even further the moment they saw Ye Li.

As the originator of all these smiles, Ye Li is like the primordial milk dragon, receiving all the worship.

This is the moment...

Ten thousand dragons paying homage to the ancestral temple!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The harsh laughter still lingered, but with the laughter, everyone's minds went blank, and they forgot the conflict and anger.

As this emotion continued to spread, the demon was horrified to discover that the demonic seeds within its consciousness were gradually disappearing and being purified.

Although the seed of evil is like a maggot clinging to a bone, as long as one seed is not digested, it can spread wildly outwards through emotions.

But at this moment everyone was laughing wildly, and there was no fertile ground for negative emotions to take root.

At this point, the demon could only watch in despair as vast swathes of demonic seeds were purified in absolute spiritual pleasure.

"Damn it, you just wait! I'll be waiting for you in reincarnation!"

The demon's chilling voice echoed:

"Your strength is below the Gang Jin level; those people in the Central Plains simply cannot tolerate you. I'll wait for you to go to hell too!"

Ye Li slowly shook his head: "Even when you're about to die, you still breathe on me and refuse to beg for mercy? I acknowledge your domineering will."

Vast areas fell into emptiness, and the demon's power grew weaker and weaker until it could no longer even transmit its voice.

Ye Li's gaze sharpened, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, he peeled the last Demon Seed from the mind of a citizen.

With a gentle pinch, one could feel the weak power within, yet its essence was incredibly pure, after all, it was a great demon that almost reached the Gang Jin realm.

"Spirit... isn't that energy too?"

Ye Li held the last Demon Seed in his hand, feeling the pure malice within it.

It wasn't that Ye Li's mental strength was inferior, but rather that everyone has their own area of ​​expertise.

This demon's innate ability is such that it is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary people, and it has many merits.

"Analyzing this seed of spirit might produce some unexpected results."

As Ye Li thought this, he looked down at the group of people laughing wildly in the city below.

Now that the seed of evil has been removed, these people will naturally return to normal before long, and their lives will resume as usual.

Turning his head to the side, Ye Li could vaguely sense the prying gazes he was being watched, thanks to the inspiration-related entries.

Those eyes held ill intent, greed, murderous intent, and hostility; they were clearly not easy to deal with.

That demon's dying words did make some sense.

Previously, I possessed a Qi and Blood Bank, and the reason I was able to live peacefully until now was simply because I possessed Gang Jin (罡劲).

Now that it has been proven otherwise, it is no longer safe. Although he has many methods now, he does not have the ability to threaten these internal forces. If his life is safe, some internal forces would not mind directly imprisoning Ye Li.

After all, no matter how exaggerated Ye Li's destructive power is, it cannot threaten the Gang Jin body's defense; it is ultimately just a larger ant.

As long as one is cold-blooded enough and doesn't care about the lives of those below, even if one fails to catch Ye Li, their life and fortune will not be in danger.

"罡劲...罡劲..."

Ye Li frowned slightly, sensing the spying from behind. Being targeted by the Gang Qi, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep for the rest of the time.

But just as Ye Li was thinking this, a figure was rapidly approaching from afar, stepping through the air.

Ye Li looked up, but his gaze couldn't keep up with the figure at all.

Because wherever it passes, it is like a rainbow, moving at the same speed as light!

It's not low beam, it's equal beam.

He was clearly no different from a master of the Gang Jin (罡劲) technique.

The technique he used was one of the most profound martial arts methods: blending in with the world!

What we call vision is essentially the reflection of light.

At that moment, the figure moved at the same speed as light, and the moment they were noticed was the moment they met.

This is also why, after reaching the Gang Jin level, one's eyes gradually can no longer keep up with the pace of the battle.

In order to advance further in battle and cope with light-speed attacks from the same level, martial artists maximize their ability to sense qi.

In the East, it is said that the cicadas sense the autumn wind before it even blows.

In the West, it is referred to as the seventh sense, or the microcosm.

However, since Ye Li possesses true qi, he doesn't need to strictly adhere to the laws of physics.

He focused his inner energy on his eyes and then looked at the figure that was coming from afar. It was an old man wearing a blue cloth short jacket.

Ye Li was also aware of his identity.

Just a month ago, there was Yang Shaohou, the man who beat people like paintings.

The old man remained silent, hovering in mid-air, his blue cloth jacket fluttering in the strong winds, his feet dangling in the air.

Even martial arts masters, unlike those in the universe, do not possess the ability to reverse the Earth's magnetic field and are still subject to the constraints of gravity.

Therefore, martial arts practitioners have a lot to learn about standing techniques.

For example, the horse stance of Ming Jin, the grass-flying stance of An Jin, and the stepping into the air stance of Hua Jin all rely on physical entities to support the stability of the body.

But Ye Li could see clearly that the old man's feet were empty, without relying on any physical entity, but rather on the curvature of spacetime, supporting his body to stand in mid-air.

His gaze was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger. He wasn't looking with his eyes, but rather sensing Ye Li's aura.

His figure, as swift as light, suddenly appeared before Ye Li. As Ye Li observed him, he also sensed the boy's vital energy with his gaze.

Vigorous! Flourishing! Surging!

In Yang Shaohou's perception, Ye Li was like a human-shaped miniature sun, with an inexhaustible star condensed within his physical body.

Relying on the perception of the words, Ye Li was able to sense that the old man did not actually have any ill intentions, so his expression softened.

After a long pause, Yang Shaohou spoke, his aged voice whispering:

"I witnessed the battle just now. It wasn't the罡劲 (Gang Jin) level, yet your qi and blood are dozens of times stronger than those at the peak of the 抱丹 (Bao Dan) level. There's also an energy within you that I've never seen before, inexhaustible and with a power comparable to the罡劲. What kind of divine ability are you practicing?"

"Qigong!" Ye Li replied.

"qigong?"

Yang Shaohou pondered the word, then asked:

"Can Chinese people practice this?"

"No!" Ye Li said.

These people have no entries, so they cannot practice the techniques of the Universe Realm.

"knew!"

Yang Shaohou nodded with some regret, not doubting what Ye Li said, and then said:

"I tried the Qi and Blood Bank you set up using Qigong a few days ago. It is indeed a way to save the country and benefit the people. Although I only tried it briefly, it still extended my lifespan by a thousand years."

"Zhang Chengjun was also saved from danger thanks to your Qi and Blood. In this respect, he, I, and all those who use the Qi and Blood Bank all owe you a favor because of your protection."

As Yang Shaohou spoke, he bowed and cupped his hands to Ye Li.

An act of prolonging life is akin to recreating one's body; merely bending over is nothing.

"Although you had some selfish motives regarding the Qi and Blood Bank, all of this is thanks to your actions, and everything was done according to your rules."

Ye Li listened quietly, and Yang Shaohou said:

"Now that you have revealed your cultivation level, you will inevitably be condemned by everyone and face many hardships. There are also those in the country who are interested in your cultivation. But don't worry, I will protect you."

Yang Shaohou spoke with certainty, directly addressing the audience.

Although the sound wasn't loud, those who had transformed into Qi in the shadows could easily hear it; clearly, this was a choice to support Ye Li.

For a moment, the covetous gazes weakened considerably.

"Thank you very much, Senior Yang." Ye Li smiled and cupped his hands slightly.

"It's windy here, why don't we move into my humble abode and sit down for a chat?"

Yang Shaohou nodded slowly, glanced at the city below that had regained its vitality, and then looked away, saying:

"Okay, you can lead the way."

Ye Li turned around, took a step, and a layer of light golden true energy silently appeared beneath his feet.

Under the effect of the "Swift" attribute, head towards the small house inside the courtyard.

Yang Shaohou followed closely behind him, his feet treading the curves of heaven and earth, blending in with the light and dust, keeping pace with Ye Li at a distance of a hundred feet.

He gazed at Ye Li's steps as he moved through the light.

Through his keen sense of force application, the old man could clearly perceive that Ye Li's strength had decreased.

The mismatch between speed and power during movement is what enabled the faster-than-light combat in the previous battle.

However, despite his precise judgment of techniques based on his internal energy, he couldn't discern what technique Ye Li had used, completely overturning his understanding of martial arts principles.

In a quiet courtyard house in the old city, an old locust tree provides shade.

The group of cultivators who had reached the Dan realm had all broken through to the minor realm and were now enthusiastically exchanging their insights on martial arts.

A gentle breeze swept by, and two voices appeared simultaneously on the scene.

Upon seeing the newcomer, all the Dan cultivators present were shocked; it was Master Yang!

Although there is only a one-level difference between the Qi-cultivation and the Qi-strength cultivation, the difference is like heaven and earth.

The former is called a True Person, the latter a Divine Immortal; the difference cannot be measured by the Dao.

Seeing Gang Jin arrive in person, even those who had been taught by Ye Li for a long time were both surprised and delighted.

Yang Shaohou is nearly a thousand years old.

The people present who had attained the elixir of immortality were not yet three hundred years old.

Even in their childhood, Yang Shaohou had already become a powerful martial artist, almost a legendary figure in the martial arts world, moving swiftly and freely, running around saving the country, and rarely showing himself in public.

The group of martial arts masters had practically grown up listening to stories of Yang Shaohou and learning martial arts from a young age.

Seeing Yang Shaohou in person now, they were deeply shocked, as if they had seen an idol.

Under the shade of a tree, Pei Taoyu was closing her eyes and circulating her qi and blood.

Upon hearing everyone call out Master Yang's name, he immediately opened his eyes, a hint of excitement in them, and stopped circulating his qi and blood.

Seeing Yang Shaohou surrounded by a group of people with dantian-like figures, she couldn't help but step forward and call out:

"Master Yang, I have a question; may I discuss it with you?"

As for this exceptionally talented girl, the group of cultivators who had personally witnessed her rapid progress in cultivation over the past few days, seeing her excited and expectant expression, they couldn't help but make way for her to enter.

"This is?"

Yang Shaohou looked at Pei Taoyu with some doubt, after all, it was a bit strange to have a Transformation Realm expert mixed in with a group of Core Formation cultivators.

Ye Li introduced with a smile:

"This is one of my juniors, incredibly talented, and destined for greatness!"

Yang Shaohou looked at the stubborn girl in his eyes with some astonishment, wondering if she was about to become a god.

Being praised so highly by Ye Li, even Pei Taoyu couldn't resist and subconsciously wanted to deny it.

But she didn't want to deny Ye Li's expectations, so she clenched her teeth and faced Yang Shaohou head-on, determined not to back down in terms of attitude.

Looking at the stubborn girl with some approval, Yang Shaohou said, "If you have any questions about martial arts, please tell me everything."

"I……"

Pei Taoyu gritted her teeth and said, "I heard that Master Yang's grandfather, Yang Jianshen, once traveled upstream in the river of time in order to see the cicada in spring and autumn, and finally saw the cicada molting."

"If one were to become a god, could one bring back those who have passed away in the river of time?"

Upon hearing Pei Taoyu's explanation, Ye Li's eyes lit up with realization; so that's what it was about.

Unfortunately, in this world where heaven and earth are separated, once that family member dies, their souls are scattered.

Otherwise, if he had three souls and seven spirits, Ye Li could try to return to life now.

Upon hearing Pei Taoyu's explanation, Yang Shaohou understood that the other party probably had someone she cared about, but he still shook his head and said:

"The so-called 'seeing gods and observing cicadas' is nothing but an exaggerated rumor."

"Actually, my great-grandfather did not reverse time at all; he simply had superhuman speed."

"His leg strength surpasses that of a light?" The group of Dan cultivators all looked on with curiosity.

Yang Shaohou nodded and explained:

"What we see of the stars is a historical image of their past light, not their current state."

"What you mean by traveling back in time faster than light is actually seeing past images refracted by light because you're faster than light."

"By the time Grandfather arrived, the cicada had already been dead for several breaths."

"In order to see the cicada of spring and autumn, Taigong used the Eight Steps to catch the cicada and chased after the light that reflected the information of the cicada of spring and autumn."

"Finally, at the Lagrange point of the sun, I saw the cicadas of spring and autumn that had already passed away."

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