Chapter Nineteenth: Pure Yuan Work

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  Which one should I choose?

  Ye Chen thought for a moment and soon made his choice, reaching out to take the manual of the Golden Goose Technique.

  Making such a choice is reasonable. Compared to attacking martial arts and defensive martial arts, movement martial arts are more suitable for survival. To know that under the heavens, all martial arts can be broken through, only speed cannot be broken. When speed reaches a certain level, before the enemy even hits you, you have already injured them. This isn't more powerful than any attacking martial art? Taking a step back, even if you can't beat the opponent, you can still use your superior speed to escape. Defensive martial arts may be able to hold out for a moment, but they cannot last a lifetime.

  As for the inch-traveling step, among the eight steps of chasing cicadas and the Golden Goose Skill's three body methods and martial techniques, why did he single out the Golden Goose Skill? Ye Chen didn't have many ideas, it was just a feeling.

  Martial skills secret book has been chosen, next is the secret book of kung fu methods.

  "What do you mean? I was looking at this Iron Clothes book first." Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out beside the third row of bookshelves.

  Yedu heard the voice and knew who it was. Curious, he walked out from between the bookshelves, his eyes following the sound.

  About ten steps away, two people were standing. One of them was handsome and looked to be only thirteen years old, appearing slightly immature; it wasn't Zhang Haoran, but rather someone who had just arrived. The other person was seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a yellow jacket, with a robust physique, his arms thicker than Zhang Haoran's, a square face, a flat chin, and eyes that were very long and narrow, radiating a cold glow, as if he were a combination of a fierce tiger and a venomous snake.

  The dispute between the two originated from a high-level defensive martial skill "Iron Clothes Technique". Although this technique was not of a high grade, it was quite practical and efficient, and its popularity was no less than that of top-grade human techniques. Zhang Hao Ran had originally wanted to take it back to cultivate and make up for his low defense, but unexpectedly, as soon as he got it, the other person snatched it away from him, and even glared at him with a "know your place" expression. Zhang Hao Ran couldn't stand this provocation, and immediately became angry.

  A young man in yellow clothes sneered and said: "An outer door disciple dares to be so arrogant, go back home and drink milk!"

  Zhang Haoran's face turned gloomy, "Don't think I don't know who you are, Huang Bingwen, seventeen years old, initial cultivation of the Condensed True Realm, Second Young Master of the City Lord's Manor in Qingfeng City."

  "It's enough that you know!" Huang Bingwen said with a proud face.

  "Pfft, you're only at the initial stage of Condensing True Realm at 17 years old and still have the nerve to come out and make a fool of yourself. What qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of me?" Zhang Hao Ran's words were astonishing.

  As soon as these words came out, the onlookers began to discuss them in an uproar.

  "This must be Zhang Haoran! No wonder he dares to confront Huang Bingwen, but his tone is sharp enough to offend many people."

  "At thirteen years old, he has reached the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Realm. If he can break through to the Condensing Reality Realm before the end of the year, he will be one of the top five geniuses in the Flowing Cloud Sect."

  "Huang Bingwen is probably out of luck, I heard that Zhang Haoran is highly valued by the inner door's Liu Changlao, even allowing him to practice the top-tier martial skill 'Tiger Roar Dragon Fist' as an exception."

  Huang Bingwen's face turned ugly upon hearing the surrounding voices, and he said gloomily: "You little brat, you have guts, but isn't it just because of your connections that you dare to be so arrogant?"

  "Joke, Zhang Haoran needs to rely on relationships. Dare or not dare to make a bet, two months later in Wudao Square for a showdown, the loser admits defeat to the other." Zhang Haoran threw out another heavy bombshell.

  Huang Bingwen and the surrounding inner disciples were all stunned. What a joke, an outer disciple wanting to challenge an inner disciple.

  "Alright, alright, as you wish, I, Huang Bingwen, will continue." Although fighting with an outer sect disciple was beneath him, he just needed to defeat his opponent easily and others would think that Zhang Haoran was arrogant, rather than blaming him.

  Whoosh!

  He snatched the Iron Clothes Kung Fu manual from Huang Bingwen's hand and went downstairs without looking back.

  Huang Bingwen's face turned iron-green, a nameless fire with nowhere to vent, and upon discovering that there was still an outer sect disciple on the second floor, he growled: "What are you looking at."

  Ye Chen was stunned, unable to believe that he had become the other person's punching bag. He felt secretly annoyed and coldly said: "My eyes are on my face, where do I need your approval to look?"

  As soon as this was said, the inner door disciples who were watching in a circle were shocked again. What's going on? This year's outer door disciples are one more arrogant than the other. The previous one is still okay to say, at least he reached the peak of the 10th layer of the Qi Refining Realm, and there was also an inner door elder supporting him. But this one in front of us has only reached the middle of the 6th layer of the Qi Refining Realm, his reputation is not loud, nobody knows him, but his tone is not lower than Zhang Hao Ran's at all.

  Huang Bingwen was furious, his clothes fluttering without wind, a dark brown aura bursting out of his body, emitting endless pressure, as if he was about to make a move.

  "Huang Bingwen, what are you doing? Do you know where this place is?" one of the black-clad and black-haired inner disciples scolded.

  Huang Bingwen snapped out of it, he almost forgot that this was the Martial Arts Pavilion, where physical altercations were strictly forbidden. If discovered, one would face severe punishment and be barred from entering the pavilion for half a year.

  With a cold aura, Huang Bingwen glared at Ye Chen menacingly and threatened, "You'll be sorry once you leave the Wuji Pavilion."

  Ye Dun furrowed his brow, this person was like a mad dog, biting anyone he caught, but his strength was still relatively low, and he would definitely lose to the opponent. If he didn't think of a way out, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

  Having made up his mind, Ye Chen raised his head, "I'll also make a bet with you, two months later on the Martial Arts Square, whoever loses will admit defeat to the other, dare or not."

  It was as if a thunderbolt had struck on a clear day, and Huang Bingwen himself was stunned.

  "Haha!" As if he had just heard the most hilarious joke, Huang Bingwen pointed at Ye Chen and said: "You think that after two months you can beat me? That's simply a pipe dream."

  "What's wrong, you're not daring?"

  "Damn it, I know you're provoking me. What are you not daring to do? It's just right that two months later, we'll teach you and Zhang Haoran a lesson together." Huang Bingwen was still a bit patient, he knew that the more he restrained his desires, the more satisfying the explosion would be. Anyway, two months would pass quickly.

  "In that case, I won't disturb you." A quarter of an hour was almost up, and Ye Chen still had to choose a cultivation technique, so he didn't dare waste any more time.

  As they watched Ye Chen's back, the other inner disciples showed interest and looked forward to the arrival of two months, perhaps they could see an interesting scene.

  Next to the bookshelf of Cultivation Methods, Ye Yan made a serious choice.

  "Six Yangs Skill, Extremely Strong and Extremely Yang!"

  "Ku Mu Jue, Qi Xi Nei Lian, Ku Ji Wu Sheng!"

  Translation: "Dry Wood Skill, breathe inwardly, dry and silent!"

  "Clouds and mist are strong, internal energy is circulating extremely fast, with a fierce fire energy!"

  "Little Heavenly Star Merit, using smallness to win greatness, inner energy is pure and refined!"

  ……

  Although there aren't many cultivation techniques, Ye Chen's eyes were still dazzled by the numerous types available, including some rather unconventional ones.

  Time is passing away bit by bit.

  Ye Chen felt somewhat anxious, if they didn't hurry up, time would be running out.

  Anxiously and randomly picking up a secret book, Ye Chen's eyes fixed on it, only to find that under this cultivation method, there was actually another secret book, seemingly carelessly placed underneath.

  The cover of the secret book had three bold characters written on it: "Pure Yuan Gong!"