Chapter 80

The principle of exuding fighting spirit is actually very simple, as long as it is a warrior who can practice.

Of course Ye Qinghan would, and when he came, Ye Tianlong also gave him a stack of cheats, including the fastest and fiercest way to release his fighting spirit.

The battle qi is transformed through a special method after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and before the meridian is opened up, the human body can only open the cells in the body to slowly run the battle qi. Then the battle qi can be sent to all parts of the body through the cells, and the battle qi can also be released outside the cells.

It's just that before the meridian is opened up and the dantian is condensed, the fighting energy in the body is too little and the running speed is too slow, so even if it is released, it is a weak fighting energy, which cannot be condensed at all, let alone hurt people. [

After the martial artist opened up the meridians and condensed the dantian. The battle qi stored in the body has reached a certain level, and a perfect cycle of size and space has been formed between the twelve meridians and the dantian. The energy of the battle qi is constantly flowing through the veins to all parts of the body, so it is easier to release the battle qi. Moreover, the released battle qi is constantly replenished, and it can also condense and turn into terrifying energy crystals, which can harm the enemy, or cause serious damage through energy explosions.

In the spacious carriage, Ye Qinghan sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed. The sound of horseshoes and rolling wheels outside could not affect him in the slightest. He put all his mind into the meridians and dantian.

Part out a trace of the circulating fighting spirit, and slowly control him to move towards the five fingers of his left hand. The meridians of the human body are intricate, but the ones that are closest to the skin and have the most meridians are ten fingers, and each finger has a small meridian connected to it, so almost most warriors on the mainland choose ten fingers as the way to release their fighting spirit. That is to say, choose to release the fighting spirit in the palm of your hand. This is fast and easy to control. Of course, Ye Qinghan, like his predecessors, chose ten fingers to show off his fighting spirit.

A small amount of fighting spirit slowly overflowed from the five fingers of his left hand, and slowly condensed in the palm of his hand. Ye Qinghan didn't dare to be careless, and continued to let the five fingers slowly release the fighting spirit to keep the fighting spirit consumed in the air. And through the continuous operation of the palm and five fingers, the fighting spirit in the palm of the hand is continuously condensed and fused.

"Buzz!"

The fighting spirit in the palm of the hand was constantly squeezed under the weird gesture of the palm and five fingers, condensing and merging with each other, but suddenly, the fighting spirit in the palm was like an elastic ball, which bounced up suddenly in Ye Qinghan's strange gesture, broke away from his palm, and then disappeared into the air.

"Eh! Failed, it seems that the most difficult thing to grasp is to control the fighting spirit." Ye Qinghan opened his eyes slightly, looked at the empty palm, and thought to himself, he didn't feel any discouragement when he failed the first time fighting spirit. This thing itself doesn't have much technical content, it mainly depends on the proficiency of one's mind to control the fighting spirit released from the palm. There is no shortcut to this thing, only to constantly release fighting spirit, constantly control, slowly master, and slowly become proficient.

Come again! Ye Qinghan continued to close his eyes, and wholeheartedly continued to practice the foreign side who was proficient in fighting spirit.

Two times, three times, fifty times.

One day, two days, four days!

Until the fifth night, Ye Qinghan finally walked out of the carriage. He stretched his waist that was about to rust, let out a long breath, turned his head and looked at Feng Zi and the others who were sitting together not far away, and he jumped off the carriage with a slight smile.

"Young master finished training?"

Ye Shiqi has been guarding near the carriage, seeing Ye Qinghan walk out of the carriage, he greeted him with a smile.

"Well, let's go! Come with me to drink!" Ye Qinghan finally mastered the fighting spirit after a few days of depression. He was in a good mood, smiled slightly, and waved his hand to take the lead in walking towards the fire in the distance.

"Eh! Young Master Han! Sit here!"

"Young Master Han really worked hard in cultivation!"

"Hello, young master!"

The people sitting around saw Ye Qinghan coming from a distance, Feng Zi and Huacao stood up quickly and said hello. The death team next to them stood up neatly and shouted in a deep voice. Dongfang Dao and Nangong Gun also quickly dropped the food in their hands and came up to meet them.

"What are you doing? I said that you don't need to be polite, and you all go back to eat and drink by yourself. I'll go and talk to Feng Shao and the others!" Ye Qinghan's eyes bulged, and Dongfang Dao and the others stopped their actions. With a wave of his hand, he signaled Ye Shiqi to do whatever he wanted. And he walked towards Fengzi Huacao and the others: "Fengzi, Huacao, Longshuiliu is preparing wine, today I am here to make amends."

"Okay! I, Old Feng, like your temper, Young Master Han. Tonight we won't go home until we're drunk!" Feng Zi slapped the table, laughed loudly, and signaled the servants next to him to prepare wine.

"Crazy, take it easy, this is not your marble table, it's broken, and you'll have to eat on the ground in two days." Hua Cao glared at Feng Zi, then turned her head and smiled at Ye Qinghan.

"Yes, Young Master Feng, you should punish yourself by slapping the table when you see Young Master Han coming." Although Long Shui Liu didn't stand up to greet Ye Qinghan, his tone at the moment still sounded slightly flattering.

"One pot is one pot, who is afraid of whom? Do you think I won't tease you at night?" Feng Zi Niu's eyes widened, and he wanted to slap the table again, but remembering the words of flowers and plants, he slapped his hand on his thigh embarrassingly.

"Hehe, you guys are very interested. I wonder if Qingcheng will be lucky enough to accompany you guys to have a drink?" A crisp oriole-like voice sounded in the distance, and several people looked sideways, seeing a white figure floating towards them with a faint scent of fragrance, and there was a bit of embarrassment on their faces.

"What? The young masters don't like my arrival!" Yue Qingcheng wore a white dress and a white silk scarf, her eyes as black as pearls flickered like elves emerging from the forest.

"How come? Look at what you said, brother and sister, we are very happy that you can come!" Feng Zi was the first to react, and said with a smile, quickly dragged out a stool from the side, patted Yue Qingcheng to sit down.

"Eh!" There was a row of black lines on Ye Qinghan's face. He called out this name, as if staring at Feng Zi, rubbed his hands together in embarrassment, and forced a smile to Yue Qingcheng and said, "Miss Qingcheng, sit down!"

"Yes, brother and sister, sit down!" Huacao and Longshuiliu also responded, suppressing the disappointment in their hearts, and said with a smile.

Compared with Ye Qinghan's embarrassment, Yue Qingcheng is much more natural. Regardless of the eyes from the side and the distance, she sat down generously, with a faint smile on her brows and eyes, and said softly: "Hehe, let's call it Qingcheng. The name younger sister sounds quite awkward."

"Hey! Miss Qingcheng, this brother and sister will still be called sooner or later. Since you are not used to it, then it's up to you. Come over for a few drinks, but there is only wine here! It's not convenient for you to drink at the bar with your silk scarf on?" Feng Zi seemed to have recovered from the disappointment of failing to propose a marriage, talking and laughing calmly.

"Then it's okay to ask Han Shaodai to drink it?" Long Shuiliu smiled brightly and happily. It seemed that he wanted to completely drink Ye Qinghan to the ground today. He lost both in love and martial arts, and was going to get it back from the wine field.

"It's a little inconvenient!" Huacao looked at Ye Qinghan with a dark smile, wanting him to make a statement.

"If it's inconvenient, don't drink it. It's my fault. I'll drink it first!" Ye Qinghan raised the corner of his mouth, without any stage fright, raised the jar of wine in his hand, raised his head at several people, and drank it with his head raised.

People in Yanlong Continent practice martial arts since childhood, and the system is very good. Everyone knows how to drink, which is not a technical thing. Ye Qinghan is also very strange, I don't know if it is because the wine in this world has no alcohol content, or because his physique is really good. He had never drank alcohol since he was a child, but after drinking once in Mancheng, he found that if he really drank it, he would feel like drinking water, and no matter how much he drank, he would not feel drunk at all.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" Feng Zi stared at each other without showing any weakness, while Flowers, Plants, Dragons and Waters were gearing up for a big fight. In the field of love, they can't fight overnight, and they still don't believe that three people can't drink one person.

A war without gunpowder started, and since Yue Qingcheng was by the side, the war went directly from no foreplay to hand-to-hand combat. The three of them obviously intended to stand on the same line and deal with Ye Qinghan together. Ye Qinghan was not afraid of fighting, first he drank three altars with Feng Zi, and directly drank Feng Zi until he didn't know anything about him. Then, under the fearful eyes of the flowers and plants, he drank three jars with the flowers and plants, directly overturned the flowers and plants, and finally drank the dragon water under the table with three jars of wine.

During this time, Yue Qingcheng stared at Ye Qinghan with two bright black eyes, and finally saw Long Shuiliu also fell on the ground, but Ye Qinghan's face was slightly red, and his eyes were still awake, so he laughed and said: "Your Ye family... have a secret method for drinking?"

"Hehe, no, it's purely due to my good physique!" Ye Qinghan touched his bulging belly, stood up slowly, hiccupped, stood up staggeringly, and was about to walk outside.

"What are you going for? Do you need me to accompany you?" Yue Qingcheng was slightly taken aback, and asked with concern.

"No, I'm going to... Xiaojie, I've had too much to drink!" Ye Qinghan's vague voice echoed with her going away, making Yue Qingcheng's uncovered half face hot with embarrassment, he reached out and summoned Ye Shisan to tell him to take care of Ye Qinghan, and then, like a jumping rabbit, hurried back to his carriage.