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

Chapter 122 Broken Defense, Brother
"You want to challenge me?"

Faced with Wang Ao's undisguised provocation, Ye Qingzhou looked stunned.

Yali Middle School had already informed him in advance of his visit this time. They mainly hoped that Ye Qingzhou could come as a guest and talk about his advanced experience in learning martial arts and pass on some of his insights. They definitely had no intention of stepping on Ye Qingzhou to help their own martial arts rookie to a higher position.

Therefore, even the fixed part of the exchange competition academy challenge was cancelled in advance.

After all, in the eyes of the Yali Middle School's school authorities, Ye Qingzhou, who had mastered the power of thunder to perfection, no longer had any weaknesses and must be invincible among martial artists of the same level.

Ye Qingzhou at this moment was just like Zhang Xinwu when he first debuted. He was so powerful that he had no peers and could beat countless martial arts geniuses of the same age.

Even some old masters who were feared in the martial arts world were later defeated by Zhang Xinwu's fists and palms, and were afraid of him like a tiger.

Ye Qingzhou has now also demonstrated aptitude and potential that surpasses Zhang Xinwu, so before inviting Ye Qingzhou, a consensus was reached within Yali Middle School that the school's martial arts newcomers must listen carefully to Ye Qingzhou's "lectures" with a learning attitude.

However, for a martial arts genius like Wang Ao who is in his rebellious period, such an arrangement obviously had a counterproductive effect.

We are all peers, why should I only be able to listen to you from the audience?

We haven't even fought each other, why does the school think I will lose?

Wang Ao, who was unwilling to accept the result, was aroused to rebel by the arrangement of the school teacher. He wanted to witness with his own eyes how powerful the genius Ye Qingzhou, who was said to be so powerful, was!

"It's not a challenge, just a competition."

Wang Ao stood tall, holding a long spear diagonally in his right hand. The spear was called Yanfeng and was made entirely of iron. The tip of the spear was as red as blood, and whenever it was rubbed violently, it would emit dazzling flames.

As his name suggests, Wang Ao is born with a proud character and an unrestrained and unruly personality.

The more others forbid him to do something, the more he wants to do it, and he wants to do it to the best of his ability, leaving those who look down on him speechless.

At this moment, Wang Ao held a gun in his hand and looked at Ye Qingzhou with a provocative look in his eyes: "Why, are you scared?"

"interesting."

Ye Qingzhou smiled. He stood up, walked down the platform step by step, and finally stood in front of Wang Ao: "With your original strength, you are not qualified to challenge me. But since you are a guest at Yali Middle School, I will give your school's leaders some face and come down to guide you personally."

"Hehe, I hope your ability is as crazy as your person."

Wang Ao could feel neither the vigorous blood nor the rush of internal energy from Ye Qingzhou, so naturally he thought that Ye Qingzhou's internal and external training were a mess and that his reputation was in vain.

And he will prove to everyone here today that he is the true genius!
On the judges' panel, Deng Jianxin, director of the fighting center of Yali Middle School, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

He hurriedly found Xu Lan and said earnestly, "Teacher Xu, Wang Ao is a student of Master Li Yanwen. Although he is a little proud, he is not a bad person."

Flame Spear Li Yanwen!
A renowned martial arts master in Star City, he has reached the pinnacle of spearmanship. He has defeated countless martial arts masters with his self-created "Nine Battles of the Liaoyuan" spearmanship, and is ranked among the top 500 in the world!

He is one of the “Top 500” strongest humans on Blue Planet and a renowned master-level martial artist!
As Li Yanwen's direct disciple, although Wang Ao was born into a commoner family, his status was no worse than any second-generation cultivator from a martial arts family.

Xu Lan instantly understood Deng Jianxin's underlying meaning. He was afraid that Ye Qingzhou would not use enough strength to hit Wang Ao and cripple or even kill him, which would make it difficult for him to explain.

"Ye Qingzhou."

Xu Lan gave Ye Qingzhou a look.

Ye Qingzhou also understood what he meant immediately, and silently complained in his heart: "People with connections are really troublesome."

Then he looked at Wang Ao with calm eyes, without any emotion.

Ye Qingzhou put his fingers together to form a sword, activated the sword energy, and drew a circle with a diameter of one meter with himself as the center. He said calmly: "For the sake of fairness, I will stand still and let you hit me. As for you, as long as you can knock me out of the circle, you win."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around was shocked.

Especially at Yali Middle School, the students from several major martial arts clubs were completely furious. Their expressions were filled with righteous indignation and they looked extremely dissatisfied. They felt that Ye Qingzhou did not take their Yali Middle School seriously enough.

"Is Ye Qingzhou crazy?"

"Even if he is such a genius, isn't this too arrogant?"

"Do you really think that you can be arrogant just because you won the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition? Wang Ao also won the Yunmeng Spear Fighting Competition!"

The members of the Yali Middle School Sword Club approached Liang Jia one after another: "Big sister, what do you think?"

"Of course I'll just sit and watch!"

Liang Jia's cheeks were puffed up with anger at this time. She felt that Ye Qingzhou was too arrogant. "Wang Ao is the top talent of our Yali Middle School. He is so talented in spearmanship that even Master Li wanted to take him in as a disciple and teach him carefully. Ye Qingzhou actually dared to stand still and let him hit him? I wonder how he will make a fool of himself later!"

In the eyes of the students of Yali Middle School, they were not very clear about how strong Ye Qingzhou was. Even Liang Jia had only had the experience of fighting with Ye Qingzhou once, and it had been some time.

In comparison, they are more aware of how strong Wang Ao is.

The fire and the forest are in full swing!
Even the strongest fire is only one step away from perfection.

Among the six forces of wind, fire, mountain, forest, yin and thunder, if one can master any of the basic postures before the age of twenty, he or she can be called a genius.

Anyone who can reach great success in any one of these areas is a genius among geniuses, someone that ordinary people can only look up to throughout their lives.

However, Wang Ao was able to train both the fire power and the forest power to the highest level, and within three years, the fire power would definitely reach the perfect level.

With such accomplishments, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a martial arts genius.

Li Yanwen even praised Wang Ao many times in front of outsiders, saying that he had the qualities to be a master!

If Li Yanwen had not really been optimistic about Wang Ao's talent and qualifications, he would not have made an exception to accept Wang Ao as his disciple, taught him carefully, and passed on his unique skills to him, even though he had not accepted any disciples for many years.

What Li Yanwen longed for was nothing more than to train a disciple who was capable of reaching the Grandmaster level so that he could inherit his mantle.

Since becoming Li Yanwen's apprentice, Wang Ao has made rapid progress and has long been accustomed to enjoying the attention and applause of the public.

It was the first time that he was underestimated.

Therefore, Wang Ao tightly grasped the Yanfeng rifle in his hand, and saw his eyebrows flying, his eyes as sharp as knives looking at Ye Qingzhou, and asked with bared teeth: "My fire is almost perfect, are you sure you want to stand still and let me hit you?"

Ye Qingzhou's eyes were calm, and he was not moved at all by Wang Ao's anger.

In his eyes, no matter how aggressive Wang Ao is, it is meaningless, just like a gnat trying to shake a tree.

So when Ye Qingzhou looked at Wang Ao, he sighed softly: "You should be thankful. If you didn't have a good teacher, you would probably have to kneel down and talk to me now."

"Okay, okay, since you want a fight, I won't be polite to you."

After the two men stood still, Wang Ao thrust his spear forward, and the move he used was the opening move of "Nine Battles of Liaoyuan" - passing on the torch.

The shot was just and peaceful, seemingly ordinary, but it actually contained a mystery.

If the opponent blocks or avoids a horizontal thrust of the spear, he will face Wang Ao's subsequent continuous pursuit and combo, which makes it difficult for the opponent to defend against the combination of defense and attack.

However, Ye Qingzhou neither blocked nor dodged. He really stood there, allowing the tip of Wang Ao's gun to poke his chest.

Dang~
The Yanfeng spear seemed to hit a bronze bell, making a loud noise. No matter how hard Wang Ao tried, the tip of the spear could not move forward an inch.

"how is this possible?"

Wang Ao showed an expression of disbelief, and his breathing stopped.

Although the move of "Passing on the Flame" is not known for its power, this attack of his can probably pierce even the homogeneous steel armor equivalent to 80 mm.

Even if there is a tank armor parked in front of me, I will pierce a hole in it with my bullet!
But what the hell is Ye Qingzhou?

Even if you practice Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover together, your physical strength cannot reach this level!

How could he know that since leaving Lingyun Cave Heaven, Ye Qingzhou has been using dragon flame to refine the golden scales on the remains of Kangjin Dragon every day, and the strength of his indestructible golden body has increased rapidly.

In addition, Ye Qingzhou has comprehended the terrain of the mountains to a superb level. As long as he stands on the ground, he can consume the vitality in his body at any time, thereby deflecting the opponent's attack to the ground beneath his feet.

Wang Ao's attack was not even a tickle to him.

Ye Qingzhou stood there, motionless, but withstood Wang Ao's fierce attack without any harm, which stunned the people around him.

Not only the students of Yali No. 1 Middle School, but even Deng Jianxin, a professional martial artist himself, was shocked at this moment. He smiled bitterly and looked at Xu Lan beside him: "Linjiang No. 1 Middle School actually cultivated a peerless genius like Ye Qingzhou. The quality of your school is really beyond reach."

Xu Lan could only politely reply: "No, no, it's mainly because Ye Qingzhou himself is extremely talented."

The shock in her heart was no less than that of Deng Jianxin.

Ye Qingzhou's progress was really fast, beyond her imagination. It was less than a month since the Qinglan Sword Fighting Competition, and Ye Qingzhou was already so strong that she couldn't understand him. Even she didn't dare to stand still and take the shot just now. She had to use her body movements and the skills of unloading and transferring force to take it without injury.

Ye Qingzhou was so good, he said he would stand still and let people beat him, and he really stood still!

But in her heart, Xu Lan was still very happy. She felt proud to be able to teach such a student.

clang~ clang~ clang~
Wang Ao kept changing his moves, shaking his gun and poking Ye Qingzhou's eyes, throat, ears and other vital parts, but still to no avail.

Ye Qingzhou stood still, closed his eyes, and folded his ears. His skin was incredibly tough. Wang Ao's spear was bent but could not pierce Ye Qingzhou's eyelids and ears. Finally, he turned around and fired a shot, aiming at Ye Qingzhou's throat, but was knocked away by the rebound force.

"Put more effort, haven't you eaten?"

Ye Qingzhou opened his eyes and became impatient with Wang Ao's weak attack, so he had to urge him, "Is this all you can do?"

"you!!!"

Wang Ao was greatly stimulated by what he said. His whole body was burning red and he was already in a state of rage: "I don't believe that I can't break your defense!"

Then he was seen erupting in anger, and he hurriedly urged his internal fire breath, directly entering the "Red Temperature" violent mode, performing the intermediate enhanced martial arts in "Nine Battles of the Prairie Land" that he has mastered most proficiently and has reached the level of proficiency - Endless Wildfire.

This move contains not only superb martial arts skills, but also Li Yanwen's knowledge and understanding of martial arts, and is the embodiment of his own martial arts will.

Wildfires will never end, and force will be used to stop fighting. The flames of war will never end!

The fire and the forest transformed alternately. With the blessing of the two internal forces, Wang Ao seemed to have gained endless explosive power, allowing him to continue fighting with high intensity.

"Break it for me!"

With one step, the ground was crushed, and the tip of Wang Ao's gun danced with wildfire all over the sky, attacking Ye Qingzhou with the force of sweeping across the world.

However, facing such a wild and fierce attack, Ye Qingzhou still stood with his hands behind his back, eyes closed and motionless.

Dang~
The flames tore through Ye Qingzhou's school uniform, revealing his pale golden skin and his muscles that were strong but not bloated, as if they were carefully carved out of marble.

"Ahhh! Break it for me!"

Wang Ao rotated the gun barrel, and the famous spear Yanfeng turned into an electric drill. The tip of the gun rubbed against Ye Qingzhou's chest, sparks flew, but it still could not break through Ye Qingzhou's absolute defense.

Boom~
The accumulated internal energy exploded with a loud bang, and under the recoil of the energy, Wang Ao was blown away again.

When he landed, his knuckles were cracked and blood flowed down the shaft of Yan Feng's gun and continued to fall to the ground.

The people around them all looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Ye Qingzhou's defense was not broken.

But what about Wang Ao? He was obviously broken in defense.

"impossible!"

"No reason!"

"How come it can't be penetrated?"

Wang Ao had used all his strength just now, but he couldn't even scratch Ye Qingzhou's skin, so much so that he even suspected that the martial arts he practiced were fake.

We are all of similar age, there is no reason for the gap to be so big!

Ye Qingzhou was not surprised at all. You know, the "True Gold Refined in Fire" he practiced was Kang Jinlong's external training method. The immortal golden body he cultivated was indestructible and said to be immortal.

Even if he is only at the level of minor success now, he cannot be shaken by Wang Ao's spear skills.

What's more, Ye Qingzhou can also use the Longyuan Sword to upgrade the top-grade divine gold extracted from the golden scales into divine gold of the earth treasure level, which makes his golden body stronger.

Coupled with the superb mountain terrain and high defense, ordinary physical killing martial arts no longer have much effect on him.

A quarter of an hour later...

Ye Qingzhou stood there, looking expressionlessly at Wang Ao who was breathing heavily: "Do you want to continue?"

"you!"

The continuous high-intensity bursts made Wang Ao's limbs sore and he had completely lost all his energy.

At this moment, he could only stare at Ye Qingzhou with a stubborn expression and a look of unwillingness to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and roared, "I can still fight again!"

After saying this, he held the gun, barely stood up straight, mobilized the energy in his body, and prepared to continue the attack.

Finally, Deng Jianxin couldn't bear it anymore and quickly asked someone to help Wang Ao down to rest.

If he continued to fight, he was really afraid that Wang Ao, who had a stubborn temper, would tire himself to death.

When Wang Ao was carried away, he still shouted: "I didn't lose, I can still fight!"

No one in the spectator seats of Yali Middle School spoke. It was because of the previous battle that they could not even find any reason to refute.

Ye Qingzhou just stood there and let Wang Ao hit him, what else does he want?
We can't let Ye Qingzhou commit suicide with his sword on the spot, right?

The martial arts rookies sitting next to Liang Jia also expressed their feelings at this time, saying with a look of admiration: "It is easy to shake a mountain, but it is difficult to shake Ye Qingzhou."

"This is what it means to be as still as a mountain. From the beginning to the end, he really didn't move a single step. He is so strong that it is unreasonable."

"Liu Yi, what martial arts did Ye Qingzhou use just now? Pan Shou or Li Di, did you figure it out?"

"I couldn't understand it, but I was shocked."

"How come you don't understand? Isn't your major in mountain terrain?"

"My mountain is just a small mound, while Ye Qingzhou's mountain is a towering mountain. How can they be the same? It's normal that I don't understand it."

Then, everyone's attention was focused on Liang Jia again: "Liang Jia, I heard that you fought with Ye Qingzhou?"

"Ah."

Liang Jia nodded absentmindedly. She was a little confused and at a loss at the moment.

I originally thought that my strength had improved a lot and I would definitely be able to get back at Ye Qingzhou.

As a result, now even Wang Ao, who was much stronger than her, was defeated by Ye Qingzhou.

No, it can't even be considered a defeat, because Ye Qingzhou didn't fight back from beginning to end. Wang Ao exhausted himself.

Liang Jia has always been brooding over the fact that he was defeated by Ye Qingzhou.

But the other martial arts rookies at Yali Middle School didn't think so. At this moment, they all looked at Liang Jia with admiration: "How many moves did you and Ye Qingzhou exchange at that time?"

Liang Jia was a little embarrassed, but still told the truth: "Three moves."

She really wanted to say that she probably couldn't even block Ye Qingzhou's sword at that time.

But the students around her didn't wait for her to finish, and they all showed expressions of amazement and admiration: "Amazing, amazing, you can actually take three moves from Ye Qingzhou, amazing!"

"Yeah, if I were to fight Ye Qingzhou, I probably wouldn't be able to withstand even one sword strike."

The others agreed with this. Just based on the powerful strength Ye Qingzhou had shown when fighting Wang Ao just now, Liang Jia, who was able to fight Ye Qingzhou for three moves, was terribly strong in their eyes.

"..."

Seeing this, Liang Jia didn't know what to say.

At this moment, even she herself began to change her mind: "Maybe, losing to Ye Qingzhou is not a bad thing?"

Not only is it not a bad thing, it may even become a good story in the future. After all, losing to a rookie is embarrassing, but losing to a peerless master, and losing after only three moves, wouldn't you want to brag about it to everyone you meet?

and many more!

What do I think?

What a lack of ambition!
Liang Jia felt ashamed of the thought that just popped into his mind.

(End of this chapter)