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"Bam!"

Ye Fann put his feet together and activated his Nine Yang Genuine Qi. The bluestone under his feet instantly exploded.

Following that, he used the power from his waist and turned his palm into a fist.

"Crack!"

A thunderous boom resounded, the sound of bone-shattering, and deafening sounds of thunder exploding could be heard at the same time.

The Walking Zombie's chest in front of Ye Fann caved in, and the clothes on the front and back of Ye Fann's body shattered at the same time, showing a round fist print.

"The highest realm of the springtime, the waist strength, the punches like dragons, the punches of an inch!"

"To be able to cultivate in the Martial Dao at such a young age, he is truly amazing. Who the hell is he?" Ninth Uncle was secretly surprised and clicked his tongue in wonder.

Although he cultivated in Dao Arts and was a person of the Profound Sect, he also knew martial arts. Although his Dao arts were not as profound as Ye Fann's, it was still possible to tell that Ye Fann was using the Spring Inch Fist.

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng were stunned on the spot.

"This is a genius!" Without using any Dao Arts, with just the strength of his body, he was able to fight against a dozen Walking Zombie and still have the upper hand. "

Taoist Simu was shocked and praised.

Ninth Uncle squinted his eyes. Looking at Ye Fann's continuous combat with all sorts of Boxing Arts, palm, leg and movement techniques, then looking at the rippling Qi, he seemed to have understood something.

"Junior, if you don't stop him now, your customers will all be given to him to train the martial skills and wooden stakes." Ninth Uncle reminded him with good intentions.

Taoist Simu seemed to wake up from a dream and asked in bewilderment, "Senior Brother, you said that he used my customers to train his martial skills?"

Ninth Uncle nodded solemnly and did not say a word.

This time, another loud sound was heard, Ye Fann's palm struck onto the Walking Zombie's throat, actually striking out the grievance from her throat.

"Stop!" If Taoist Simu knew about Vo Cao, he would have said it already.

Ninth Uncle saw Ye Fann push the Walking Zombie out of its throat with a single palm strike, and could not help but become serious: "Good palm technique, this is a skill rarely seen in the world."

Taoist Simu sprinted forward. Seeing his customer dressed in rags, he suddenly became angry and kicked towards Ye Fann.

"Good kid, you actually dare to practice your skills with my parents."

Taoist Simu's whip kick was accompanied by a biting cold wind. Ye Fann slightly turned his body to the side, blocked with his right arm and struck out with his left fist.

As their fists and feet met, a dull sound echoed.

When Taoist Simu saw Ye Fann's dragon-like punches, he hastily countered them with his own fists.

The two fists collided, and Taoist Simu's arm became numb. His leg felt like it was kicking an iron plate, causing him to grimace in pain.

The Nine Yang Genuine Qi engulfed everything, causing Taoist Simu's vital energy and blood to surge backwards. He felt a stifling sensation in his chest, and the urge to vomit blood welled up.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ninth Uncle rushed forward and grabbed Taoist Simu's arm. Suddenly, the Nine Yang Genuine Qi flew onto Ninth Uncle's body.

"Hidden Force!"

Ninth Uncle was shocked. His legs were tied up, and with a kacha sound, the stone under his feet exploded.

This was the use of hidden strength. Ye Fann's hidden strength was even stronger, it was the Yang Nine Yang Genuine Qi, if Ninth Uncle did not move it out of his body, his internal organs and meridians would be shattered by the Nine Yang Genuine Qi.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Ye Fann restrained his blood and Nine Yang Genuine Qi. Looking at Ninth Uncle and Taoist Simu, he said apologetically: "Just now, my instinctive reaction was to offend you! I hope that the two dao leaders can forgive me! "

Taoist Simu's face was ashen. He snorted coldly and didn't reply.

Ninth Uncle looked at Ye Fann and praised, "This is the first time I've seen such a young man at the peak of the hidden strength. You can be called a martial arts prodigy!"

"You flatter me." Ye Fann's face was full of modesty. He looked at Ninth Uncle for a moment and laughed, "You are not bad, Taoist Priest. You have also reached the level of hidden strength."

Ninth Uncle waved his hand and said, "I trained hard for 30 years before I finally stepped into the hidden strength stage. There's no way to compete with you."

Ye Fann smiled, "Taoist, there is no need to be modest. You practice martial arts together. Both of you should be able to balance each other out. To be able to enter the dark energy stage, one can see how extraordinary you are."

Ninth Uncle was slightly surprised by Ye Fann's words. He felt good about him and laughed heartily, "Hahaha, little brother is praising you too much! I wonder what little brother's name is? "

"Brat, Ye Fann!"

"Ye Fann, hahaha! Your name is ordinary, but your life is destined to be extraordinary."

"You're about the same age as my two disciples. If you don't mind, you can call me Ninth Uncle."

Ninth Uncle was very impressed with Ye Fann's amazing martial arts talent. He was no longer restrained and spoke a lot more casually.

Wen Cai ran over. "Master, Martial Uncle, you've finally returned. I thought you were going to be torn apart by a zombie just now!"

Qiu Sheng followed Wen Cai with his head lowered, not daring to speak.

"What is going on?" Ninth Uncle asked in a deep voice as he looked at the two disappointing disciples.

"It was still Qiu Sheng. He scared me by pretending to be a zombie and dropped the yellow talisman. Luckily, this brother took action in the name of justice. Otherwise, you might never see us again." Wen Cai lowered his head and muttered.

Ninth Uncle coldly stared at Qiu Sheng and snorted, "Hurry up and help these zombies clean up, your martial uncle will be driving the corpses away soon."

"Oh!" Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng said listlessly.

After the two of them had gone to clean up, Ninth Uncle turned around to look at Ye Fann and said lightly, "You must have come here to help them!"

As he spoke, he held a Gossip Mirror in his hand and made a hand seal. A beam of golden light shot out from his realm into the yard, directly pulling Ling Er and Shuang'er to his side.

Ye Fann nodded his head: "Ninth Uncle is indeed worthy of being a Mao Mountain expert. The reason I brought them here is because I hope to let them be like Spirit World, so that they wouldn't stay in the mortal world and scatter their Spiritual Body."

Ninth Uncle looked at Ye Fann and nodded his head in satisfaction. He did not expect Ye Fann, a martial artist, to have such a merciful heart.

At this moment, Ninth Uncle had the intention to accept a disciple.

Ling Er and Shuang'er knelt in front of Ninth Uncle and said, "Thank you master for helping us."

Then, he kowtowed to Ye Fann and said, "Many thanks to young master for your great kindness. We wish young master to reach the peak of martial arts as soon as possible."

"Protect yourself when you reach the Spirit World." Ye Fann reminded him once and then stopped talking.

Instantly, the two spirits turned into a streak of light and flew into the Gossip Mirror.

Ninth Uncle stared at Ye Fann and said seriously, "Can you let me have a look at your palm?"

Puzzled, Ye Fann stretched out his palm. Ninth Uncle grabbed his palm and gazed at it for a long time. His fingers moved as he muttered some words. After a while, a joyful expression appeared on his face, "Take me as your master!"