Ye Zhong said: "Yinzhu, you should remember never to be complacent. Even if you are much better than your peers, you can't be complacent. Always regard the seven pagodas of Falan as imaginary enemies and strive to cultivate them. Purple is not our ultimate goal. If you can have the power to surpass the purple class, maybe it's time for us to attack the seven towers of France. "

"Beyond purple?" Ye Yinzhu looks at his father in surprise.

Ye nodded his head and said: "the seven towers of Falan are actually the seals of our 47 ancestors. There must be many things left by our ancestors. The ultimate goal of our Donglong eight sects is to regain control there. Purple level is not the ultimate strength. At the beginning, our ancestors, the dragon and those female demons, were all powerful beings beyond purple level. As for what it looks like above purple, I don't know. But the ultimate goal of our Donglong eight schools is to surpass the purple level. For example, the bamboo fighting spirit of our bamboo sect, after green bamboo, yellow bamboo and purple bamboo, and the ultimate jade bamboo, is also divided into nine levels. It's just that no one has been able to get to that level. "

It seems that a brand new door has been opened in front of you. Purple level is not the ultimate strength. This sentence is deeply imprinted in Ye Yinzhu's heart.

"Come on. Let's go out for a walk. Let me also examine how your accomplishments have improved since you left home for more than half a year. " Ye Zhong stood up with a smile, patted his son on the shoulder and walked out of the house.

Ye Yinzhu quickly followed up. As soon as he got out of the dormitory, ye Zhong spread out like a sharp yellow arrow and shot at the Magic Academy of Milan.

Ye Yinzhu stirred up the bamboo fighting spirit in his body and quickly followed. The father and son picked it up on the vegetation of the magic martial arts college in Milan, just like flying forward. It's gone in the blink of an eye.

The more ye Chongyue moves forward, the more surprised he is. At this time, he has already mentioned his 60% fighting spirit, but his son is still following behind him, and has not been left behind. You know, the difference between fighting spirit and strength is almost double. Ye Zhong asked himself that with his eight level of Huangzhu, the intensity of fighting spirit is at least ten times that of the first level of Yinzhu. But in front of him, he had already used 60% of his fighting spirit, so his son could not shorten the distance. What does that mean?

You know, except for some special skills of assassins, speed is totally supported by fighting spirit. The stronger the fighting spirit, the faster the speed.

Soon, the father and son left the magic Martial Arts Academy of Milan. Ye Zhong kept running forward all the time, and didn't stop until the last time he came to the place where Yinzhu and Zi talked.

Ye Yinzhu catches up with his father and stops. He gasps a little. In order to keep up with his father, he has tried his best just now. He knew that this was his father's progress in the examination, and he did not dare to neglect it.

Ye Zhong turns around and looks at Ye Yinzhu in surprise and says, "son, how many steps has your bamboo fighting spirit reached?"

Ye Yinzhu said: "five steps. It's been a bit slow these days. "

Ye Zhong stares at his son, "what? Five steps? It's a little slow. You were only one step away from home! I remember when I was your age, I was still at the green bamboo level. That's the fast cultivation of our sect. Your grandfather often praises me. Oh, my God! Did I have a little monster? "

Ye Yinzhu laughed and said, "no, Dad, you have a genius. But I'm also lucky. Fighting spirit has been greatly improved twice. In fact, it's all the help of purple. One time, when Zi and I signed the same contract, the other time, he got the Amethyst sword I gave him, which greatly increased my strength and affected me. The effect of the life contract is really good. If my magic has a breakthrough, purple's mental power will also be improved. On the contrary, his strength progress, my fighting spirit will also rise. That's why my fighting spirit grows so fast. "

Some helplessly looking at his son, ye Zhong sighed: "people are more angry than people! At the beginning, it took me ten years to complete my training from level one to level five. You're only half a year old. This will strengthen your grandfather's determination to make you the successor of Zhuzong. Boy, look at the move. "

With a flash of light, ye Yinzhu only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and a yellow light curtain had come. Almost subconsciously, ye Yinzhu's body retreated rapidly, and a ray of yellow and green light in his right hand had burst out. Between the flashes of light, a circle of halos condensed into a piece of bamboo shadow, blocking the yellow light curtain. It was Zhu Yu.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. But the strong pressure still made him breathe a stagnant, bamboo gas as if to be suppressed in general, the operation is not smooth.

"Dad, you're serious." Bisi dare not have the slightest neglect, always keep the bamboo Royal, right arm with hand, with four fingers to drive Bisi, his defense.

"Will your enemies keep their hands in battle?" Ye chongzui said a word, but the action on the hand did not stop at all. A green bamboo sword appeared in his grasp. With a wave of his hand, the sword came to Ye Yinzhu with a dark yellow light, like an antelope hanging its horn.

Now ye Yinzhu is not the young man who didn't have any fighting experience when he left the blue sky sea. While Bisi is waving, haiyueqinghuiqin has been summoned out of thin air by him. At the same time, the moon god's guard releases a milky glow to assist the bamboo emperor in defense. Even if the strength of his father's Huangzhu eighth level is equivalent to the blue level, it is not easy to break in a short time.Hum, four fingers of the left hand flicked, four sound blades flashed out quickly, with a piercing sound, attacking Ye Chong's limbs respectively.

"Good." Ye Chong was very satisfied with his son's quick reaction, but the bamboo sword he cut out of his hand didn't take back. Instead, his dark yellow fighting spirit increased a bit. His body shape didn't retreat but advanced. His tall body suddenly took a step forward. At that moment, ye Yinzhu was surprised to find that there were two fathers in front of him.

Four high-frequency vibration sound blades flashed for the first time, dividing the leaf behind, but it was just a shadow. Ye Zhong's bamboo sword also cuts Ye Yinzhu's defense at this time.

The tearing sound of the broken silk rings out. Just for a moment, the dark yellow bamboo's fighting spirit easily breaks the defense of the moon god's protection, and tries hard to spell with Ye Yinzhu's Bisi. Ye Yinzhu only feels a burst of tightness in his chest, drinks a low, and retreats again. He was shocked to find that his fighting spirit had a tendency to be scattered.

When he was practicing in the blue sky and sea, Ye Li taught him the unique skills of bamboo sect, that is, the refined three styles. This is Ye Yinzhu's first chance to fight with his father. At this time, he found that the gap between himself and his father is not just fighting. Whether it's the timing of the attack or the application of fighting spirit, I'm still far behind.

The green bamboo sword has completely turned into a dark yellow. The expression on Ye Chong's face is very serious, and he obviously doesn't mean to keep his hand. His fighting spirit doesn't go out, and he doesn't have a dazzling sword. But it is the fighting spirit that completely condenses into the bamboo sword that brings more pressure to Ye Yinzhu.

Oliveira is also of the blue level, but ye Yinzhu never felt this kind of pressure when fighting against Oliveira. He didn't even have a chance to breathe, so his father's bamboo sword had been stabbed again. A little bit of dark yellow light star in front of the moment magnified, it is he will also be that kind of bamboo star cold.

With Haiyue Qinghui Qin in his left hand, he didn't even have the chance to play the blade again. On the contrary, his slender body became a burden. In desperation, ye Yinzhu could only put away the Guqin in his hand for the first time. Seeing that the irresistible zhuxinghan was approaching, he calmed down and looked at his father's eyes like two stars. Even if it was day, the light in his eyes was clear.

Suddenly, he saw his son's eyes lit up, and ye Chong looked at him subconsciously. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that the light in his son's eyes was like a sharp blade, straight into his mind, and his whole body seemed to become dull. In his mind, he felt dizzy, and the bamboo sword in his hand was also half a minute slow, losing the indomitable momentum of Zhu Xinghan.

In this moment of air attack, ye Yinzhu floats up. Facing the cold of bamboo star, his Bisi turns into a halo of green and twines up, not only twining to Ye Zhong's bamboo sword, but also to Ye Zhong's arm. The body side completely, at the moment of no time, dangerous dodged bamboo star cold sharp.

After all, ye Chong is powerful. When he bites the tip of his tongue, he suddenly wakes up and sees Bisi twinkle. His wrist shakes slightly. The fighting spirit originally contained in the bamboo sword bursts out like it is alive, and even smashes Bisi directly. With the impact of the fighting spirit, ye Yinzhu's body flies out.

So strong. This is the only thought in Ye Yinzhu's heart, "thorn." A harsh low roar sounded from his mouth, and ye Chong's brain was dizzy again. This time, it was even more obvious than before. That's the special attack method of Ye Yinzhu, which combines spiritual magic with Qin Zong's explosive sound. If you are weak, you will be shocked by the harsh low drink. These days, he plays the piano every morning, and in the afternoon he goes to Ferguson to learn. Because he is the master of violin, it is impossible for him to learn powerful spiritual magic from Ferguson. However, some very useful spiritual magic is taught by Ferguson. That's the experience he has accumulated for decades, and the application effect in actual combat is excellent. (to be continued, for more information, please visit WWW.QIDIAN.COM , more chapters, support the author, support the legitimate reading! )