Chapter 62

"Breathing Technique."

"Qi Refinement Practitioner."

The people on the stone platform saw the situation in the light and shadow. The Yu family head and Shi Hai exclaimed one after another, only one showed a worried expression, while the other was full of surprise.

Yin Linglong pursed her lips and said nothing, but her tightly clenched hands in her sleeves showed her inner unrest.

Wang Yu's figure moved, and he rushed to Yu Xiaoming's front like a fierce tiger. His arm waved, his five fingers turned into claws and landed on the pale red stone armor, then he slashed.

"Clatter."

Five deep claw marks immediately appeared on the seemingly hard stone armor, and pale red broken stones splashed out.

Yu Xiaoming was shocked, but before he could react, Wang Yu had already moved his legs in a series of flashes, circling around him, and at the same time, a low roar came from his mouth, as if a fierce tiger was coming out of the mountain.

Only to see two arms dancing quickly, countless claw shadows flying out, and every time they grabbed the stone armor, they would bring down a large piece of pale red broken stones.

Within the blink of an eye, the thick stone armor on Yu Xiaoming became a few points thinner.

Yu Xiaoming gave a hum, a trace of strange green flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly stamped his foot. Countless shattered stones beneath him rose into the air, all merging into the stone armor, and quickly turned pale red.

The stone armor that had just been destroyed was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.

Yu Xiaoming gave a "hehe" sound, wanting to say some mocking words again.

But Wang Yu silently recited "Activate Overclocking" in his heart, crystal light flashed in his eyes, and his five senses were magnified countless times.

The next moment, he took another deep breath, his body, which was already nearly two meters tall, swelled by half a circle again, and at the same time, his two arms also thickened by a section, with countless blue veins protruding on the surface.

With a "whoosh" sound.

Wang Yu rushed out like a wild wind, his two arms blurred, and suddenly disappeared, at the same time two ear-piercing sharp cries rang out.

Yu Xiaoming only felt his body shake, feeling two giant objects hit both sides of his shoulders fiercely at the same time, an unimaginable huge force impacted, and the stone armor on his body surface instantly became as fragile as paper.

"Bang," "bang."

The thick stone armor that seemed indestructible shattered into pieces, and large and small stones flew all over the sky.

"Impossible!"

Yu Xiaoming let out a loud cry, looking incredulous, but immediately showed a crazy look on his face. He pinched a spell with both hands, opened his mouth to spray a group of essence blood, his pupils turned emerald green in an instant, and at the same time, earthy yellow scales appeared on his cheeks.

"Whoosh," "whoosh."

The large and small stones that had originally fallen down immediately rolled back like a tide, condensing into thick stone armor on Yu Xiaoming's body surface again.

Only this time, the color of the stones became more blood-red, and at the same time, dense and thick stone thorns appeared on the surface of the stone armor.

The yellow hurricane that had been rolling wildly around also roared and began to squeeze toward the center.

But the next moment, continuous sharp cries rang in Shi Xiaoming's ears again.

He felt as if he was hit by a huge force from all directions at the same time, and the stone armor on his body surface gave a "hong" sound, bursting and shattering under the pressure of the terrifying force.

Yu Xiaoming only felt a vicious wind roll in front of him, his abdomen felt hot, and he flew backward...

On the stone platform.

The Yu family head's face was livid.

Shi Hai frowned.

Yin Linglong's smile was like a flower.

The Yin family elders and others were either panicked or full of confusion.

The other Yin family clansmen around the martial arts field also had varying expressions, some excited, others anxious.

On the martial arts field, the yellow hurricane suddenly dissipated, revealing the only tall figure standing inside.

Wang Yu carried the young man who had been knocked unconscious with one hand, exhaled a long breath, and pale white gas sprayed out from his mouth and nose. His body quickly shrank back to normal. He looked at the stone platform side again, then carried his opponent and walked over.

Wherever he passed, the Yin family members retreated one after another, watching this winner of the competition with complex eyes.

"Plop."

Wang Yu climbed onto the stone platform and threw Yu Xiaoming in front of the soap-robed man.

The Yu family head's face was gloomy. After scanning with his divine sense and finding that his son was fine, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Very good. I didn't expect a mere Qi Refinement early-stage practitioner to be able to successfully practice the ancient Qi Refinement Practitioner's breathing method and even cultivate the Martial Image Body. My son didn't lose unjustly."

"Shi Zhishi Shi, Family Head Yin, since there's nothing else, I will take my leave first."

As soon as his voice fell, the soap-robed man picked up his son, beckoned to the silver mirror in the air, took it back, and then clear wind rolled on his body surface, and he rushed straight into the sky.

This Yu family head seemed not to want to stay in the Yin family for even a moment longer, not even saying much in terms of pleasantries.

Seeing this scene, Shi Hai pondered silently.

"Shi Zhishi Shi, it seems my husband is Wang Yu. I wonder if you would be willing to do me the honor of staying in the Yin family for a few more days to attend our wedding?"

"After all, you are the witness of this competition, and I want to use the family token after the wedding to apply for an entry test for my husband." Yin Linglong, contrary to her previous coldness, suppressed the excitement in her heart and said politely to Shi Hai.

"Based on Fellow Daoist Wang's performance just now, even if his Spirit Root is slightly inferior, the sect will not turn him away. As an outer sect deacon, I naturally cannot let such a talent go, so I should stay and test him personally. Then I will stay for a while longer and disturb the Yin family." Shi Hai seemed to have figured something out, changed to a smile on his face, and bowed to Yin Linglong and Wang Yu.

The Yin family elder and several other elders on the side saw this, their faces had long since lost their blood, and some were even so frightened that they went limp on the stone platform.

"Someone, send the elders back to their rooms. Also, prepare to open the Ancestral Pavilion. Tomorrow I will take Wang Lang to pay respects to the ancestors and let him formally become a son-in-law of the Yin family." Yin Linglong turned a blind eye, instead giving an order to the many clansmen under the platform, her beautiful face radiant.

Early the next morning.

Accompanied by two elders, Yin Linglong took Wang Yu into a tall pavilion, faced hundreds of memorial tablets, and offered incense one by one to mourn and pay respects.

Seven days later.

The entire Yin family was decorated with red, and lanterns were hung high.

Wang Yu and the woman wearing a red headscarf, under the gaze of Shi Hai and a group of Yin family clansmen, bowed to each other and were sent into the bridal chamber.

"Ouch, why did you bite me?"

Wang Yu had just lifted the beauty's red headscarf and couldn't help but go up to hug her, but didn't expect Yin Linglong to grab his arm and bite it fiercely.

But with Wang Yu's current physical strength, he could naturally only leave a shallow tooth mark on it, not even leaving a white mark.

"Listen well, I, Yin Linglong, swear that since I married you, I will be with you for a lifetime, and this innocent body can only be touched by you, my husband. But if your cultivation advances greatly in the future and you have any thoughts of abandoning me, I will fight to the death and drag you to the Yellow Springs to be a pair of ghost husband and wife." Yin Linglong's cream-like face was covered with a layer of holy color, and she said to Wang Yu word by word.

"On our wedding night, there's no need to make such a fierce oath, right?" Wang Yu, holding his arm, couldn't help but give a bitter smile upon hearing this.

"What's there to be afraid of? As long as my husband doesn't have thoughts of divorcing or abandoning me, if you plan to take concubines in the future to leave more bloodline descendants, I, as the main wife, will not stop you." Yin Linglong glanced at Wang Yu, covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, her eyebrows like paintings, full of charm.

When had Wang Yu ever seen the beauty before him have such an expression? He couldn't help but stare blankly.

"You fool, you're honest now, but I only promised you this one night." Seeing this, Yin Linglong's beautiful eyes flowed with autumn waves, her face full of blushes, and she looked stunningly beautiful.