On the Suzaku Steps.
Ye An finished training.
It was early today, leaving at 8pm, and usually training until 10am.
But the next morning, he had to play the regional finals at 10am.
Out of respect for the Infinite Level, he would go to bed early.
At this moment, he had a happy look on his face.
Because he had broken through the integer barrier.
Since he stepped into the threshold of unconscious power accumulation, he would be stronger every three days.
But until ten days ago, he was stuck at 0.9 seconds and couldn't go up.
He could only unconsciously accumulate power for 0.9 seconds and couldn't enter one second.
There are only two ways to break the bottleneck.
Enlightenment.
Hard training!
Which one is better, it's hard to say!
One is a rare opportunity, and the other one can be done by anyone, but the effect is minimal.
Ye An didn't have an epiphany, but he passed it by hard training!
A full month and a half!
Really from 0 to 1!
Very comfortable!
Ji Qing came to pick him up on time.
She held Ye An and slid across the ice steps, and after reaching the bottom of the Suzaku Steps.
Suddenly.
Ye An frowned.
I saw a gray-haired boy with his hands in his pockets, staring at him straight.
He had a pair of dead fish eyes and his chin was slightly raised. Ye An subconsciously felt that this person was very arrogant.
Suddenly, the visitor turned his head and looked at the Suzaku Steps, frowned and said: "Have you been repeating what you just did during this period?"
"You leave in a hurry after each battle, just to come here to train?"
"Yes, what?" Ye An nodded slightly.
Fang Tianlian said contemptuously: "Do you have Li He's infinite sword system?"
"Or Zhang Shimo's God King Body?"
"No, what's wrong?" Ye An replied.
Fang Tianlian shook his head and said: "Waste of time."
Very impolite, even disdainful.
"You have the final say?" Ye An asked back. Fang Tianlian sneered, "Time should be used wisely. Your talent is a dream. Why do you work so hard to train your body?"
"No matter how well you train your body, without a strong enough physical talent, it is just a piece of tendon meat."
"Unconsciously accumulating power is indeed amazing, but it is incompatible with your talent."
"I'm really curious. Don't schools in small cities teach such basic things?"
"I heard that your father practices boxing."
"So you do this because of your father?"
"You want to be like your father, incompetent and die on the battlefield with your wife."
After listening to this, Ye An lowered his head and smiled, then suppressed his anger and asked back: "So you came here just to say these words?"
"Don't do such meaningless things. If I pin you to the ground and beat you tomorrow, wouldn't it make you look stupid?"
Fang Tianlian laughed disdainfully and said, "Don't tease me."
"Even if I let you practice here for another ten years, your weak fists will never hit my face."
"I came here to see what you do every day."
"After all, everyone told me that you are the descendant of Ye Tianwen, the heir of dreams and epics."
"So I can't help but be curious."
"What secret weapon are you preparing to deal with me?"
"Now I see, I'm really disappointed."
Fang Tianlian shook his head.
Suddenly, he noticed that Ji Qing's eyes turned cold.
Fang Tianlian's face sank slightly, and he said, "Sure enough, he is a weak man who can only rely on women."
After speaking, Fang Tianlian was about to turn into a breeze and leave.
Suddenly, Ye An's eyes condensed and said, "Are you scared?"
The wind that was about to dissipate suddenly solidified.
Fang Tianlian asked in disbelief: "I'm scared? What are you afraid of?"
"Don't be so funny!"
Ye An said quickly: "You are scared by my speed of progress."
"Don't say that your talents are incompatible. Your talent also needs this skill."
"All elementalists need to concentrate when casting spells, so there is also corresponding unconscious casting!"
"But you can't do it."
"But I have achieved the unconscious accumulation of power of a martial artist, and the accumulation is longer and longer every day!"
"So you are anxious and want to see how I do it."
"This is one!"
"Second, let me guess."
"Three thousand years ago, your father was humiliated by my ancestors."
"Total loss of face!"
"Your narrow-minded father still hates Ye Tianwen to this day!"
"But Ye Tianwen has passed away."
"I appeared."
"So, during this period, your parents must have been telling you that they want to beat me and humiliate me severely, right?"
"No need to deny it, you just said it yourself, and someone tells you about me every day."
"You listened to your parents' description of their dreams, and saw my continuous progress, and suddenly felt that you might not be able to win, so you came to see."
"Admit it, you are afraid of me."
Ye An suddenly grinned, his eyes full of penetration.
Fang Tianlian's face was a little stiff, but after only a moment, he said coldly: "I can openly admit that I felt a little unstable before today."
"But now I feel too stable!"
"Do you know why?"
"Because you made me angry!"
"People like you who come from a small place have no idea what level our Gaotianyu's genius is at!"
"Your narrow vision can't imagine how powerful we are!"
"Your fighting is so boring that it makes people sick. It's just the same few punches, straight punches, hooks, and you almost vomited the food you just ate."
"I just hope time passes faster now!"
"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, if I, Fang Tianlian, can't rub your head on the ground, I will call you daddy!"
After the voice fell, Fang Tianlian snorted coldly, raised his hand and shook the cliff beside him.
A huge storm vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, with faint lightning and thunder.
The air flow speed became fast, scraping people's cheeks.
He stared straight at Ye An and pointed his finger to the side!
The next second, all the storms swept through the forest under the cliff.
"Boom!"
The storm swept through the forest within a radius of a thousand meters. In just three seconds, the earth was devastated and the earth's soil flew upside down.
"See clearly, this is something your fists can never do in your lifetime!"
"And this is only 10% of my strength."
Fang Tianlian raised his index finger, made a 1 gesture, sneered at Ye An, twisted his neck, turned around and left.
After returning home.
Fang Wuji stared at his son expressionlessly and asked, "How is it?"
"He is very arrogant." Fang Tianlian's eyes were cold.
"I'm asking what you think of his strength?" Fang Wuji said in a deep voice.
"Strength?" Fang Tianlian's eyes were still a little angry, and he said, "Dad, let me tell you this."
"He should be thankful that he is in Phoenix Forest."
"If he were in a place where he could kill freely, he would already be a corpse!"
"What's so great about dreams?"
Hearing the last sentence, Fang Wuji's eyes turned cold, and he said, "No matter what, don't underestimate that strange talent!"
"Don't give Ye An time to show his strength. When the battle begins, kill him as quickly as possible!" Fang Tianlian's eyes showed a gloomy murderous intent, and said, "If I don't kill him, I will no longer be called Fang!" "Okay!" Fang Wuji said emphatically.