On Yang Zhen's spreading palm, a small cloud was suspended, exactly the same as the white clouds that were constantly changing shapes in the sky, exuding a heart-pounding fluctuation of vitality.

"My guy Yang Zhen, has he learned some heavenly martial arts?"

"The white cloud in his hand actually gave me a feeling of palpitations. What kind of martial arts is this? It's so weird?"

The whole person in Gui Jianchou looked at Yang Zhen with surprise. Although Yang Zhen was like an dementia at this time, this kind of dementia was a state that everyone had been pursuing for throughout their entire lives.

An epiphany!

There are many types of sudden enlightenment. Some people can understand the true meaning of power through sudden enlightenment, some people can feel the ultimate truth of life through sudden enlightenment, and some people can even understand the martial arts and martial arts that they have been unable to practice successfully through sudden enlightenment.

No matter what kind of enlightenment it is, it is a state that all the monks on Youzhou Continent are pursuing hard. This pursuit does not distinguish between talent, strength, or even between men and women.

Among all the people in Gui Jianchou, the one who touched the most was Zhang Zongjin. Yang Zhen had been talking to him. The two of them were fighting openly and secretly, and they seemed to be just talking casually, but they had already brought the meaning of "Tao".

Even if Zhang Zongjin has extremely strong talent and high-level cultivation, he has become the world's number one sword, and he still loses to Yang Zhen in such a confrontation, and it will not have much impact on his nature.

What Zhang Zongjin practiced was the state of mind. If his heart was calm, his sword intention would be invincible. Therefore, even if he lost to someone whose cultivation level was far inferior to him, he would just smile slightly. Victory and defeat were common in military affairs.

But... Yang Zhen not only completely crushed him in his realm, but also suddenly realized while fighting with him openly and secretly, and also realized a martial art that was at least at the heaven level.

This is a bit unbearable!

Zhang Zongjin's face turned red and his throat became sweet. He almost vomited blood by Yang Zhenqi. If people compare to each other, they would die. Zhang Zongjin didn't know very well, but he would vomit blood.

The cool breeze blew over the back of Zhang Zongjin's neck. Zhang Zongjin burst into cold sweats under the agitation. He woke up completely and thought to himself that if he didn't wake up again, he might have fallen into his inner demon.

But for some reason, all the sounds Zhang Zongjin heard at this time seemed to be mocking him, mocking him for his ignorance and overestimation of his ability.

If Zhang Zongjin knew that Yang Zhen had not understood some heavenly skills, but had created a martial art, he would have vomited blood long ago.

Yang Zhen woke up from his sudden enlightenment, glanced at the white cloud in his hand, and said to Zhang Zongjin with a strange expression: "Do you know a palm technique that falls from the sky?"

When everyone heard Yang Zhen's words, they were filled with a stern heart and subconsciously looked up at the white clouds in the air.

Zhang Zongjin's face also changed, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Who are you and what major sect's disciple?"

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, "I am just an unknown man, but I am a little handsome, so I am always remembered and not a disciple of a major sect."

Zhang Zongjin took two steps back and looked at Yang Zhen in surprise: "Very good, then do you want me to test the 'palm technique that falls from the sky'?"

Yang Zhen stood up, looked at Zhang Zongjin as if he was stupid, and said, "No!"

"You..." Zhang Zongjin took a step back and suddenly had the idea of ​​turning around and leaving. It was so terrible to talk to Yang Zhen. This bastard never plays according to the routine, which makes people feel depressed and want to vomit blood.

Everyone looked at Zhang Zongjin with some distress. How painful would it be to provoke such a monster like Yang Zhen?

At this time, Yang Zhen flipped around and put away the white cloud in his hand, grinned and said, "When I have perfected this martial arts, I'll try it out for you."

Complete...complete?

"Have you created martial arts?" Zhang Zongjin took three steps back in shock, and a mouthful of old blood finally couldn't help but spurt out. He seemed to have been exhausted and muttered to himself in a daze: "No, this is impossible. You lied to me, you must be lied to me."

Everyone was scared, how could this be possible if they created their own martial arts?

Not to mention the disciples of small sects, even the sect leaders of those large sects dare not create their own martial arts casually. However, all martial arts have specific vital energy running meridians. Once there is a mistake, they will either die or be injured. They are still careful when practicing martial arts. Creating their own martial arts is no different from seeking death.

Seeing that Zhang Zongjin was actually spitting blood by Yang Zhen's words and tricked, everyone was shocked, and their eyes were filled with horror when they looked at Yang Zhen.

It's so scary, this Yang Zhen is simply a monster.

I am not afraid that Yang Zhen is too shameless, but I am afraid that Yang Zhen’s mouth will be so bad when he is shameless. If he is not careful, he will leave a psychological shadow and may even become a demon.

Yang Zhen shook his head and sighed, looking up at the sky with a melancholy expression: "Oh, life is indeed as lonely as snow. To be honest, no one believes it anymore. Can we practice happily together?"

puff!

Everyone has sweared, show off, show off again, show off the smallpox.

After Zhang Zongjin spit out a mouthful of blood, he had returned to calmness and snorted coldly, "No matter how skillful you are, you will be able to see the truth after the Youzhou Conference. I hope you won't let me down!"

When everyone heard Zhang Zongjin's words, they immediately reacted.

The most exciting part of the Youzhou Conference is not the trial of the wild forest, but the subsequent enlightenment monument. The enlightenment monument contains the ultimate truth of heaven. Every year, geniuses will understand the truth of heaven and earth from it, or obtain some powerful martial arts, or obtain some powerful martial arts, and some people can even obtain a complete set of inheritance.

At that time, it was the time when the dragons were showing their magical powers. People with low talent had no chance at all.

Yang Zhen actually threatened to create martial arts at this time, so everyone naturally didn't know whether it was true or false, but once they arrived at the Enlightenment Monument, whether Yang Zhen pretended to be mysterious or was like a monster, could almost immediately determine whether Yang Zhen pretended to be mysterious or was like a monster.

"Huh?" Yang Zhen was stunned. Looking at the expressions of everyone, he asked Princess Changyang beside him in surprise: "There is still such an existence?"

If Zhang Zongjin said it correctly, then this monument of enlightenment was simply tailor-made for his pretentiousness, and Yang Zhen immediately became interested.

Princess Changyang saw Yang Zhen’s eyes looking at her, and after being slightly stunned, she couldn’t help but smile and explained: “Young Master Zhang’s words are not false. After the Youzhou Conference trial, there was indeed a monument to enlightenment, which contained endless martial arts and martial arts inheritance. It is said that someone had once learned the holy level martial arts in it!”

"Saint-level martial arts?" Yang Zhen was even more interested.

"Hmph!" Zhang Zongjin sneered, looking at Princess Changyang explaining to Yang Zhen untiringly, the coldness on her face became even stronger: "The jumping clown is also equipped with a holy-level martial art. At that time, some cats and dogs will be revealed. I hope you can persevere. Oh, I forgot, with the thickness of your skin, how can you not persevere?"

Everyone nodded. Although Zhang Zongjin's words were a bit unpleasant, every sentence was true. After all, the Enlightenment Monument was really not something that ordinary people could understand from it.

Yang Zhen pointed at Zhang Zongjin's face with surprise and said, "Oh, what's the most cheap person in the world? Are you mocking us as a cat or a dog?"

Zhang Zongjin's face suddenly changed and was about to explain, when he heard Yang Zhen continue, "Brothers, I'm not asking for trouble. This 'the world' is so arrogant. He actually said that except for him, there are all cats and dogs present. They are too arrogant and cannot afford to offend."

"When did I...have I said this?"

"You said it, you said it just now!"

"I don't!" Zhang Zongjin's cold sweat broke out. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not dare to say that everyone else was a cat or a dog. This offended almost everyone present.
Chapter completed!