Chapter 2: Xing Yi Quan Masters

  Bang!

  In an instant, Ye Han's speed was astonishingly fast.

  Some people in the field had not yet seen clearly, and they came to the front of Hunt's leadership, clenched their fists, turned around, and punched out.

  "Great!"

  Hunter's figure was as still as a mountain, his facial expression unchanged, only his single eye gleaming with light. Seeing the incoming punch, he wasn't surprised but instead delighted, and shouted.

  At the same time, he advanced instead of retreating, his hands clasped behind him, stretching out his arms, and his massive fists came crashing down like a mountain peak, carrying an unstoppable heavy momentum.

  "Mid-tier combat technique, Thunderclap Burst!"

  Ye Han let out a cry of surprise, but he didn't panic. He took a deep breath and at the moment when the fierce force reached his head, he made a strange movement.

  It's as if I had drawn a circle, and suddenly the whole person changed from extreme motion to stillness.

  But this strange action, difficult to understand, made Hunt, who was rich in combat experience, suddenly feel like vomiting blood.

  But to outsiders, it was very natural. Ye Han used a very relaxed motion to parry Hunter's Thunderclap.

  This strange and natural contrast is contradictory yet unified.

  "What kind of martial skill is this, Young Master Ye Han? It's so strange! How can it be so simple and yet defeat the Thunderbolt Break led by General Hunt?"

  By the court, a young Minotaur named Syrma cried out.

  "I don't know? I haven't seen it either."

  Kalle shrugged beside him.

  The remaining people all turned their eyes to the tallest old Karl, making his old face blush, and then looked at the scene very seriously.

  "There's no such move within our tribe. It's probably another one of Ye Hanshao's self-created battle techniques, just like the Three-Body Style you learned before..."

  "Again... is it self-created?"

  Kalle shouted out loud.

  "This is too unbelievable, I heard that since the last time Young Master Ye promoted the Three-Body Style within the clan, the clan's combat strength has increased significantly. It's only been a short while, and yet Young Master Ye has... actually created another set of battle techniques."

  "Yes! I've heard several elders say that such a terrifying battle technique, even if it's a seasoned and experienced 9th-level warrior, may not be able to comprehend, let alone create. That is something only a Grandmaster can do, Young Master Ye Han truly lives up to being the number one genius of our tribe!"

  Suri said.

  His words were only natural, and the people around him didn't feel anything was wrong. On the contrary, their eyes became even more fervent as they looked at the young figure in the arena.

  "I don't know when I can be as awesome as Ye Hanshao!"

  Young people from the same clan next to him admired and said.

  "You'd better give up thinking about it."

  Lao Baal said bluntly, "You'd better just focus on your training and stop thinking about those unrealistic things. After all, a 15-year-old sixth-level warrior isn't something you can find anywhere."

  They were talking when the battle in the field had already reached a white-hot stage.

  He stopped in his tracks, but Ye Han didn't stop, his footsteps shifted, and at the extremely close distance between them, he struck out with a sharp elbow.

  This blow is like thunder and lightning, bursting forth with unstoppable momentum.

  At this time, such a short distance, there is no way to avoid it anymore.

  Hengtong, a seasoned warrior, rich in experience, knew that he couldn't avoid it, so he didn't dodge. With a loud roar, the power of a 9th-level warrior burst out, and a black light exploded, blocking Ye Han's powerful elbow strike.

  But Ye Han's attack was far from over, he stuck close to his opponent, and then suddenly accelerated at an impossible distance, punching out a devastating blow.

  Due to the extremely great force, within a short distance of half an inch, a low and dull explosive sound was suddenly produced.

  If someone who truly understands the goods sees it at this time, they will definitely exclaim. The seemingly simple action, but the secret is unknown to people, and in a short period of time, it is impossible to accumulate power, let alone borrow momentum, and it is almost impossible to produce such a loud sound.

  But Ye Han did it, because in that instant, within an extremely short period of time, he had actually completed the process from borrowing power to accumulating strength and then releasing it.

  He appeared to be punching simply, but in fact, from his shoulder to his elbow, then to his forearm and wrist, he had already completed three rounds of power accumulation. The terrible force was transmitted section by section, continuing section by section, just like a volcanic eruption, and at the moment of punching, it was completely released.

  But this seemingly simple rhythm is difficult to master. Xingyiquan is an internal martial art, its movements are straightforward and linear, with a focus on explosive power and sinking force, like a river bursting through a dam.

  Who would have thought that this cow-headed boy who looks like he's fifteen or sixteen years old is actually a grandmaster of ancient boxing?!

  Moreover, what he used was actually one of China's three major internal martial arts, Xingyiquan.

  It's just that if you want to practice Xingyiquan to this level, it can't be done without several decades of hard work.

  But how can this young Minotaur's Xingyiquan be so mature and overbearing? Even an old boxing master who has practiced martial arts for a lifetime cannot surpass him.

  This punch was swift to the extreme and violent to the extreme, as if there was a majestic aura of blood energy condensing.

  Hunter's face changed color, let out a strange cry, and burst forth with an even more violent aura, punching himself in the chest.

  A loud rumble.

  It was like a thunderclap that exploded in the square, blowing up dust and dirt on the ground, scattering smoke and dust everywhere.

  Ye Han borrowed strength to retreat, and fell back seven or eight meters away. Only half of the cow horn's Hunter remained standing in place, like an iron tower, but his legs had already sunk deep into the sandy ground.

  An eerie silence fell over the square, with onlookers at the scene agape, their eyes nearly bulging out.

  They're not blind, how can't they see that the battle just now, it's better to say that Ye Han suppressed the 9th level warrior Hunter rather than calling it a battle?

  "Good kid, your hands are so ruthless! Luckily I, Hent, still have two tricks up my sleeve, or else you would've beaten me to death!"

  It wasn't until half past that the sound of General Hunt's laughter came from the square.

  "Hunter Uncle is joking, with his strength, this younger generation still fell short!"

  Ye Han's laughter pierced through the wind and came over.

  "Don't make excuses, losing is just losing. Can my one-eyed Hent still not afford to lose? You little brat, if it weren't for me breaking the rules and releasing a 7th-level battle aura at the last moment, wouldn't you have ended up with egg on your face?"

  Hunter stared at him with his one remaining left eye, staring big and saying the fact that he had just fouled without caring.

  Most of the beastmen in the Empire of Bimon are born with a straightforward and honest nature, which is particularly evident in Kaiteru, the Minotaur.

  This made Ye Han, who was originally going to go through the motions, involuntarily smile wryly. He had forgotten the temperament of the Kaitel cow tribe people.

  But this kind of mutual trust and generosity is really great.

  He touched his nose and Ye Han's face also showed a smile.

  And in the square, all the Minotaurs simply went wild.

  "Wow, Ye Hanshao has become so fierce when did this happen?"

  The first to exclaim was Kalle this big mouth.

  "Really! Me, I didn't misjudge... Ye Han, Young Master Ye Han actually defeated General Hent? He's a 9th-level warrior!"

  Because all the young men of the Iron Hoof tribe had been almost worked to death by Hent's devilish training, they knew better, so it wasn't without basis that Syrill was stunned.

  "Is it? How is that possible?"

  "Am I seeing things?"

  All the young Minotaurs training in the square were attracted by the fight, and after seeing the result, they were shocked one by one, with their mouths wide open.

  In the previous battle, although Hent was suppressed by the strength of the leader, failure is still failure. For a beastman like him, there's no difference!

  While the commotion was happening in the square, on a mountain several miles away, there was a massive stone castle with a rugged atmosphere.

  A tall and sturdy middle-aged man with a bull-like head is looking over there, his profound eyes seeming to see through everything.

  "Congratulations, Lord Lyle. Young Master Ye Han is indeed becoming more and more unexpected, actually forcing that guy Hent to use his seventh-level strength. It's truly a joyous occasion! In this generation, even if we were to go to the Imperial City of Bimon, aside from a few individuals in the Rhein Lion Tribe, Tego Tiger Tribe, and other major tribes who keep a low profile, there wouldn't be many among the younger generation in the entire Bimon Empire who could be considered Young Master Ye Han's match!"

  Behind the middle-aged man with a cow's head, Relly, was a mysterious figure shrouded in black robes.

  "Rhine Lions and Taego Tigers?" Relly seemed to recall something, muttering in a low voice.

  Then he took a deep look at the square again, before turning his gaze to the mysterious black-robed figure behind him, and said: "Don't you really think that Ye Han's little guy only has this much strength?"

  "Is it just...? Could it be that you're saying......?"

  The mysterious figure in black robes flashed a hint of essence in his exposed eye sockets and exclaimed in shock.

  "A person's eyes can be very deceiving! All I can say is that if I were to suppress my strength and fight Ye Han on equal terms right now, I'd have to say... I'm not confident in winning!"

  The middle-aged Bull Head's faint voice sounded, but it was like a thunderclap, startling the mysterious black-robed figure behind him to almost cry out in surprise, "How is this possible? Lord Relly, you are...the Battlefield..."

  "Is there anything impossible?" Middle-aged bull-headed man Relli's expression didn't change, his voice continued to sound.

  "All I can say is that Ye Han is hiding too deeply, although I can see that his combat power is only around the level of a 6th-level warrior, but I can vaguely feel that there seems to be another kind of power hidden in this kid's body. Although that power is extremely well-hidden, once it erupts, it will explode with a very terrifying force, just like a volcanic eruption."

  These words were like a string of thunderbolts, shocking the mysterious man in black robes to the point of incredulity.

  "If you know, then you..." He looked at Rely in front of him with a surprised gaze and asked uncertainly.

  "There's nothing, you also know, Ye Han this kid has been different from others since he was a child..."

  Lei Li didn't answer the mysterious man in black, then he seemed to remember something and said: "Let him follow those kids from the clan into the Spirit Summoning Pool, maybe he'll gain something."

  "What's the hurry? Isn't the Elder of the Niu Tou Ren Zu Ting on the other side strongly opposed to Young Master Ye Han entering the Ling Chi?" The mysterious black-robed man said.

  "I know what you're worried about!" Lyle looked at him, his gaze unyielding, and said to the square: "I'll explain it on the side of the Council of Elders. Although I don't particularly like this son, I won't let a group of old men who have been pampered all their lives decide the fate of my own flesh and blood."

  "But..." The mysterious figure in black robes wanted to say something more.

  "Nothing, Goris, it's decided then! Three days later, let Ye Han enter the Spirit Summoning Pool together."

  Lei Li waved his hand and stopped looking at the square, turning around and walking towards the Giant Stone Fortress.