"The heaven and earth come from 'one', and there is no trace of this 'one'. But 'one' produces one, two produces three, and three produces all things. This has changed from no trace to trace. The boxing technique of my previous change of hardness and softness has fallen to the inferiority of traces."

Xiao Yun recalled the understanding just now in his mind like lightning. He shook his head with emotion. The understanding of this realm is really not something that can be obtained by hard work. His set of flowing fists, including the words of his previous life, has been practicing for more than ten years. But only today has he truly entered the realm of boxing. It is one step later than the sword technique he created over the past year. Sometimes a person's opportunity can change his life, which is the reason.

Han Po smiled and greeted Xiao Yun, pulled Xiao Yun's hand, and praised Xiao Yun to the sky. The workshop student and others smiled dryly, cursing in their hearts: I don't know who scolded him just now and said he wanted to clean up the others himself. Is this what you said to clean up?

Xiao Yun listened to Han Po's praise with a smile, but his eyes swept through several crowds. Several figures were disappearing from the crowd. He knew that these were all masters from major sects. Their appearance here shows that one reason is that some of his actions have attracted the attention of those forces.

When he was fighting with Bai Jiang, he had already found out that these people were peeping. These people were just in the innate middle realm of the cultivation level, so naturally they could not hide their mental power from their investigation.

What really surprised him was two other obscure visits. If it weren't for the last blow that caused the opponent's mental fluctuations, he really didn't know that there was someone visiting him. Among the two visiting eyes, he was more familiar with one of them. Although he couldn't feel her position, he had guessed that it was Yu Fuyun.

The other one was more obscure than Yu Fuyun's visit. The other party had just a little fluctuation in his spirit, so it would be difficult for him to find the other party's information. He knew that the other party's mental power cultivation was at least higher than him.

After talking to Han Po for a while, under the hatred gaze of the Phantom Sword Sect, they walked out of the field. Xiao Yun's last blow was because he had just comprehended another level of boxing, and he could not receive it freely. Therefore, Bai Jiang could only bear this punch. According to Xiao Yun's estimate, Bai Jiang probably had no hope of participating in this martial arts competition.

Feeling the respectful eyes of everyone, Xiao Yun's heart was as calm as water. Han Po wanted to pull Xiao Yun to have a good chat, but was shocked to find that Xiao Yun suddenly turned around and walked in the other direction.

Xiao Yun glanced at the young faces in the crowd and nodded with a smile. These people were almost all about to break through to the innate realm. One of the handsome young men with red tassels on the waist and long spear had even entered the third level of the innate realm. Xiao Yun knew that these young people were probably a few of the top ten young masters.

The young people were stunned at first, obviously not expecting Xiao Yun to find them. The young man carrying a red tassel spear and a young man with a delicate face came back to his senses and smiled at Xiao Yun. However, the other young people were tall and snorted coldly.

Xiao Yun didn't care at all. Walking past them, a cold young man in black jumped into his eyes.

"I haven't seen each other for a while, how about Brother Ling?" Xiao Yun smiled and hugged his fists. The cold young man was like an iceberg, and a sharp chill was revealed all over his body. Who would it be if it were Ling Fei?

Seeing Xiao Yun coming, Ling Fei's face that remained unchanged all year round finally showed a smile, "I haven't changed anything, but you have changed."

"Oh? What's the change?"

"Become stronger!"

A few words popped up from Ling Fei's mouth. After saying that, a trace of surprise on his face had already been closed and his cold face was restored. Xiao Yun smiled without any intention of blame. When he first met Ling Fei, he knew that Ling Fei was a taciturn person.

However, he was a little confused. With his personality analysis of Ling Fei, he was not like a person who was fighting for fame and fortune, and he had no power behind him, but why did he also come to participate in the competition? Is it really just for a secret book or a sword?

Despite some doubts, Xiao Yun did not ask in person. Because everyone has their own secrets. After chatting casually, Ling Fei walked away. His time for the competition was about to come.

Turning around, I found that the young people just now also left one after another. They also had their own competitions and were able to take time to watch his competitions because they became curious about themselves.

Xiao Yun smiled knowingly. These people are all future celebrities. But he unknowingly got involved. Since he has come, let’s make the future world more exciting!

The competition was still in full swing. As the competition deepened, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield where Xiao Yun was. I saw that most of the warriors who had surrounded the world were gradually dispersing. When they dispersed, everyone shook their heads and sighed.

"In the next game, Danqing Sect Xiao Yun is facing the Hailin Gang Xing Botong." The referee shouted weakly.

As soon as the voice fell, among a group of people in a small seat in the stands, a fat man wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and said tremblingly: "Our Hailin Gang admits defeat."

"Damn it! Another soft guy who shrank quickly!" A warrior standing in the audience couldn't help but curse. Then, another group of onlookers dispersed out and rushed to the other stands.

Xiao Yun sat next to Han Po and sighed helplessly. He thought he would have to have a few games today. Unexpectedly, the sun was about to set, and no one of the ten people in their group was willing to compete with him. Of course, except for Bai Jiang.

At this moment, Bai Jiang had been carried to somewhere to be treated. The representatives of various forces who had seen Xiao Yun's methods dared not let their outstanding sons send him to his fist. Even Bai Jiang, who was very skilled in their eyes, was punched in the clinic by him. If he had been his disciples, wouldn't he be sent to hell to drink the underworld?

Compared with the frustration of the people in the Nanhai Sect, Han Po blushed with excitement and smiled constantly. Even the representatives of small forces who came up to chat with him who didn't take them seriously at all. Those who don't know thought that he had rejuvenated the second spring of his life.

This time, Xiao Yun earned him a lot of face. Even though he had known that Xiao Yun would definitely pass the hurdle in this round, he naturally felt so majestic when he saw that Xiao Yun didn't have to go on stage. Although the "general" behind him was not cut, the deterrence was much greater. In a moment of excitement, Han Po patted Xiao Yun's shoulder and shouted: Brother, you are called "a soldier who defeated others without fighting"!

Xiao Yun almost lost his head bored and listened to the screams coming from various battle stations. He knew that someone must have defeated his opponent again. However, he was no longer interested in those battles, so he was too lazy to watch them.

Before the sun set, this round of competition finally came to a perfect end. Xiao Yun, the competition in Taichung, was replaced by a young disciple from a small sect, and entered the next game with Xiao Yun.

At the same time, many young masters stood out on other battle stages. The top ten young masters are among the top. Although other young masters are inferior to them, their strength should not be underestimated.

This round of competition eliminated hundreds of young strong men, with only sixty remaining. After layers of screening, all of them are strong among the strong. They will enter the next round of competition the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow is their rest and healing time.

What surprised Xiao Yun was that Han Xiwu, who had met him, had also entered the top 60. Among these 60 people, the lowest cultivation level were first-class warriors. He clearly remembered that more than two months ago, Han Xiwu was only in the second-rate warrior realm. He didn't expect to break through so quickly.

But he didn't know that the reason why Han Xiwu could break through so quickly was all because of him. After seeing Xiao Yun's power last time, Han Xiwu knew his shame and then bravely. After returning to the Han Mansion, he began to work hard to become stronger. In addition, his talent was also good, so the breakthrough was natural.

During the day of the competition, Xiao Yun undoubtedly became the biggest dark horse in this round of competition. Some martial artists in the martial arts world speculated about Xiao Yun's strength. Undoubtedly, Xiao Yun became one of the most popular winners in the competition.

The "spy" who watched the entire Xiao Yun battle returned to their sects and reported all the competition they saw. While these sects were shocked and suspicious, they also paid close attention to Xiao Yun. However, they did not think about dealing with Xiao Yun, because in their eyes, Xiao Yun was already a dying person.

Isn’t it a search for death if you dare to challenge Bu Di? Who is Bu Di? That’s a master of the sixth level innate! Although Xiao Yun can beat a third-level powerful man like Sha Yuan, the gap between the third-level and the sixth level is too big. Therefore, various forces have given a very pertinent comment on Xiao Yun’s competition this time - this martial arts competition will be the most brilliant moment in Xiao Yun’s life.

At the end of the competition, Xiao Yun and Han Po, who were walking in the eight-character steps, and other disciples of the Danqing Sect returned to the Danqing Sect and lived a peaceful life as usual.

The next morning, Xiao Yun got up early and gave some advice to Zuo Shi and Cheng Cheng. Although Cheng Cheng had not taken Lian Gu San yet, her physique had greatly improved after passing through Xiao Yun's vein. Therefore, it was very quick to practice martial arts.

Not to mention Zuo Shi. After Xiao Yun's dual cultivation, perhaps because she was stimulated by the silver-white true qi in Xiao Yun's body. The purity of the acquired true qi she cultivated was much purer than that of the average acquired true qi. Of course, Xiao Yun was the one who benefited the most from this.

Xiao Yun had just broken through to the innate realm. After dual cultivation with Zuo Shi, his internal strength began a new round of rapid growth. After several days of dual cultivation with Zuo Shi, he had stabilized in the innate realm. And he also had a tendency to cross the second level of innate level.

The second level of innate nature is not very difficult to overcome. As long as the innate true qi that has just been formed in the body is freely controlled and then the accumulation of true qi reaches a certain amount, you will naturally enter the second level of innate cultivation. All you need is time.

The silver-white true qi in Xiao Yun's body seems to be much easier to control than the general innate true qi. Generally, a newly advanced innate warrior must fully control the innate true qi in his body, and it will not work without a few months of hard work. However, Xiao Yun only took two days to control the silver-white true qi as if he waved his arms.

Therefore, if Xiao Yun wants to advance to the next level, he only needs to accumulate more silver-white true energy. With the method of dual cultivation with Zuo Shi, he has the confidence to go further within one month and reach the second level of innate level!

After drinking tea gently, Xiao Yun lay comfortably on the rattan chair. He squinted his eyes and looked at the rising sun through the leaves.

"Little thief, there is a beggar looking for you outside. He said it was your friend, and his father had invited him to the hall." Before the person could enter the yard, Han Bicui's voice had already been heard.

"Beggar? Friend?" Xiao Yun put down the teacup in surprise. He thought for a while, then his eyes lit up, "Is it him?"

After thinking about it, he said to Zuo Shi and the others. With Han Bicui's tender hum, Xiao Yun quickly walked towards the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Xiao Yun's gaze suddenly settled on a middle-aged beggar with disheveled hair. The middle-aged beggar laughed and tucked his hair covering his face, revealing a face that Xiao Yun was very familiar with.
Chapter completed!