chapter 2 The third level of martial arts!

Nafastus Brian hesitated, but Crystara Derek didn't care at all. She turned around and left with the sword in hand.

The handsome male disciple with extraordinary temperament glared at Nafastus Brian and quickly turned around to chase after him.

"Damn, that guy Nafastus Brian is so lucky. He received another reward from Senior sister Derek. There are probably at least three health pills in the jade bottle. It's so cool!"

"In the past two years or so, Senior sister Derek has given this guy countless pills. If it were me, I would have already broken through to the third level of martial arts. Giving it to this guy would be a complete waste."

"Haha, so there is no need to envy some things. This boy has received so many rewards, but he has not been able to break through to the third level of martial arts. He is probably vomiting blood from depression."

"Yes, once you are a slave, you will always be a slave. This life is also the life of a sword slave."

The handymen working in front of the sword washing room saw this scene and started to sneer with envy.

They are handymen and can stay in Qingyun Sect for two years. If they cannot break through to the third level of martial arts during this period. He had to pack up and leave Qingyun. If he wanted to stay, he would be like Nafastus Brian and sold himself into slavery.

But there are very few people in the world who are as persistent as Nafastus Brian.

Not everyone is willing to give up their freedom, be willing to be a slave, and gamble their future.

Therefore, these handymen have always believed that they are superior to Nafastus Brian and have a strong sense of superiority. There is always cynicism in speech.

As a man of two generations, Nafastus Brian looked at these things more openly and didn't care too much. Just looking at the jade bottle at his feet, thoughtfully.

"You guy, have you changed your temper today? You don't want the reward that Senior sister Derek gave you. You don't want it, I want it."

The thin man standing next to Nafastus Brian smiled, then bent down to pick up the medicine bottle.

Just when he was about to pick up the medicine bottle, a foot kicked his wrist with a sound of wind. Then that foot kicked down and hit the jade bottle.

Whoosh!

The jade bottle bounced high, Nafastus Brian put down his foot, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand.

The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, without any pause.

The thin man almost fell down. After he got up, he became furious. He pointed at Lin Yun and said, "You little bastard, you dare to play tricks on me. Are you tired of living?"

This person's name is Disastor Elliott, he is an outer disciple, and he has the strength of the fourth level of martial arts. His qualifications are not high, but his father is an elder of the outer sect, so he was assigned to be in charge of the sword washing room.

Although the Sword Washing Room is a Qingshui Yamen, it is not as good as the places inside the Alchemy Pharmacy, Zongwu Hall, and Lingbao Hall. The win is that there is no competition, and all the benefits can be monopolized.

On weekdays, this guy bullies Nafastus Brian a lot, and most of the rewards given to him by Crystara Derek are often taken away by this person.

"Forget it, if I don't have the knowledge of a sword slave like you, I will lose my respect as a young master. As per the old rules, there are three health pills in the jade bottle. Bring two over here. I will let you go today."

Disastor Elliott put down his hands, dusted himself off, and said calmly.

Because it was a pill gifted by Crystara Derek, this guy didn't dare to go too far and take it all. But it is necessary to get more than half of it.

In the past, Lin Yun was dissatisfied, but forced by the situation, he would compromise.

But now and then, Nafastus Brian is no longer the original Nafastus Brian, and has broken through to the third level of martial arts, and is not afraid of this person at all.

After glancing at the jade bottle in his palm, Nafastus Brian had a complicated look in his eyes, put it in his arms, turned around and walked towards the sword washing room.

"Stop!"

Seeing Nafastus Brian turn around and leave, ignoring him, Disastor Elliott was really angry.

If this guy dares not to give himself face in front of so many handymen, how will he serve the crowd in the future? But Nafastus Brian still didn't stop and walked towards the sword washing room.

"court death!"

Disastor Elliott rose into the air, arms spread out, like an angry goshawk. Swooping towards Nafastus Brian, the bones in his body rumbled, causing the airflow to scurry around and turn into a roaring wind.

The blood flowing in the body made a thumping sound, like a low thunder, and the aura in the body increased out of thin air.

Internal Qi is generated in the blood, and with every movement of the heart, the Qi and blood are like thunder, which is the symbol of the fourth level of martial arts.

It is like a goshawk swooping down, and the technique used is also the Eagle Palm Technique, which is much more advanced than the Tiger Fist. When you practice to a higher level, you can turn your palms into claws, and tear a tiger in half alive.

"Haha, this kid is in trouble. I don't know what medicine he took today. I dare to offend Senior brother Elliott."

"Senior brother Elliott is at the fourth level of martial arts. The power of one palm can reach a thousand kilograms. He has even practiced the Eagle Palm Skill to a small degree. If this palm is used, Nafastus Brian will have to lie down for at least half a month."

"I guess my bad temper came back again. It happened once last year and I was taught a lesson. After lying down for three months, I immediately became good-behaved."

A group of handymen, seeing that there was a lot of fun to be seen, put down their work one after another. He looked over with a little pleasure and expectancy.

With the sound of wind, Nafastus Brian immediately felt it. The idea of ​​Tiger Fist immediately appeared in his mind. He turned around and punched away.

Faintly, a tiger seemed to appear behind Nafastus Brian, roaring angrily.

Turn around and punch, all movements smooth and without hindrance.

But when Nafastus Brian saw Disastor Elliott with his own eyes, he rushed towards him with a strong momentum. He was looking down at him like an eagle, his eyes sharp and scary.

Nafastus Brian, who was about to explode his bones to increase his momentum, was stunned. The bone blast failed, and his momentum was half weakened on the spot, and he failed to activate the power of the Tiger Fist.

boom!

The fists and palms collided, and there was an explosion. Nafastus Brian took three steps back, the energy and blood in his body surged, and he finally suppressed it.

"What's going on? This palm was actually blocked by Nafastus Brian."

Many of the servants were surprised. The expected scene of Nafastus Brian being crippled by a palm did not appear, and he only took three steps back.

A flash of surprise flashed in Disastor Elliott eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "You kid, no wonder you dare to be so confident. It turns out that you have become more diligent recently."

Nafastus Brian secretly analyzed in his heart that he had a chance to fully receive the palm just now.

It's just that he has just entered the third level of martial arts, has not yet formally cultivated his inner strength, and has no combat experience. When facing the enemy in battle, he has some stage fright.

Although he took three steps back, Nafastus Brian's confidence was boosted by the contact with this move.

This Disastor Elliott is nothing more than that, so there is no need to be too afraid.

"However, if you think that you can walk sideways in front of me with this ability, you are a little too naive."

Disastor Elliott roared angrily and charged towards Nafastus Brian again. He spread out his arms like an eagle spreading its wings, whipping up countless violent winds.

His momentum was like a rainbow, pressing forward step by step, forcing Nafastus Brian to retreat step by step.

Although Nafastus Brian was retreating, he was retreating in an orderly manner without any chaos. The exchange of moves made him feel that Disastor Elliott was nothing more than this.

Even among the moves, there are many flaws. The more a person is exposed, the more flaws there will be. This is probably the truth.

The situation was beyond Disastor Elliott's expectation. Except for the first few slaps, Nafastus Brian was unable to parry. The further back he fought, the more calm Nafastus Brian became. Not only was he able to fully parry, but he was also able to launch some counterattacks.

What's going on? Why did Nafastus Brian's strength suddenly become so much stronger? It feels like they are trying to train on me. If it doesn't work, I have to fight.

Disastor Elliott was secretly shocked and a little anxious. If he still couldn't win over Nafastus Brian, he would not be able to survive in the sword washing room in the future.

"good chance!"

Finding that Disastor Elliott was distracted for a moment, Nafastus Brian eyes narrowed, and a bone-exploding sound suddenly sounded from his body, like a roar in the mountains.

Immediately afterwards, the bones exploded non-stop, hundreds of sounds were heard in succession, and the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest killing move was launched with the Split Tiger Fist.

"Blast with a hundred bangs, this guy has broken through!"

Disastor Elliott was shocked. He didn't expect that the sword slave, whom he had always looked down upon, would actually enter the third level of martial arts. He was stunned for a moment.

Nafastus Brian didn't care, he punched out with a loud bang, like a tiger roaring, shaking the mountains and forests!

This punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, and while Disastor Elliott was stunned, it struck him on the chest like a tiger.

With a loud bang, Disastor Elliott flew through the air and fell to the ground. Several ribs on the chest were broken and the pain was excruciating.

A group of handymen were stunned and completely stunned.

"The third level of martial arts, Nafastus Brian has reached the third level of martial arts!"