Chapter 62: Disdain
"Yes, this son is cruel, rare in the world, and he also seriously injured my senior brother and smashed his shop, Xue Ying asked for one for his master, and it was also his duty as a junior. Tai Chi Zi spoke indifferently.
Seeing this, Master Yehe didn't know what to say, but pleaded to Yang Mo: "Mr. Yang, this person is a disciple of my Xuanmen, and I hope that my subordinates will be merciful." ”
"Well, then I'll be around his life today. Yang Mo responded.
He saw Master Nogai's attitude just now, and he was very grateful.
Master Noai said no more and stepped aside.
Tai Chizi snorted coldly, very dissatisfied. actually looked down on his disciples of the Taiji Sect like this. If anyone else had said this, he would have been furious.
"Master Nohe, you look down on this person too much. Although I, Xue Ying, am not a big person, I can teach a murderer more than enough. For your sake, I'll give you three tricks. Xue Ying shouted, and at the same time told everyone to retreat away.
The crowd withdrew a few dozen meters away, leaving room for everyone.
"Hehe, the little doll is arrogant, since I said I won't kill you, there is no need to do it myself, who will come to the two of you?" Yang Mo dropped this sentence, and also retreated to the sidelines, finding a random place to sit down and watch the play.
Xue Ying was stunned on the spot, and then erupted in overwhelming anger. What is a fork? It's not about hitting the enemy all over the ground looking for teeth, but it's about not bothering to shoot at all. Xue Ying felt like a stone thrown into the dirt, not worth mentioning.
"Yang Mo, you can do such a thing as escaping, don't you feel ashamed? I feel panicked for you. Xue Ying was furious.
Yang Mo glanced at him and ignored him. Nima, you dare to ignore me. Xue Ying became more and more annoyed.
"Xue Ying, I'm here to fight you. Only people like your master are qualified to fight Brother Yang, you are not worthy. Zefeng stepped forward.
He hasn't opened his pulse yet, and he has no chance of winning against Xue Ying, a master of opening the pulse, and he is still at a disadvantage. But he had faith in himself. Even if you don't win, you won't lose. Moreover, he now needs a lot of combat to help him improve and open his pulse.
Xue Ying, a young genius who doesn't have any combat experience, is very suitable for herself.
"It turned out to be just a villain who bullied the weak and was afraid of the hard, and let his subordinates stand up and die. Xue Ying, you will accompany this little guy to play, and if all his subordinates are killed, I don't believe that he can still not make a move. Tai Chi Zi spoke domineeringly.
"Haha, okay, I'll also have a destruction today, so that's retribution. ”
Xue Ying roared loudly and strode towards Zefeng with her bare hands.
Tai Chi has two kinds of exercises, divided into fist and swordsmanship, but after the Taiji Gate stands on its own, it creates a knife method, which is several times more powerful than boxing and swordsmanship.
The disciples of Taijimen basically practice swordsmanship, and Xue Ying's swordsmanship has reached a state of supernatural perfection. He stabbed his empty fist at the moment and looked down on Ze Feng.
"It's okay, I'm going to be with you with my bare hands. ”
Ze Feng didn't take out his weapon, and his bare hands wouldn't cause too much damage, just enough for him to practice well.
The fists collided in one place, and the two were evenly matched, each taking five steps back. This made Xue Ying very unhappy, and he felt that he should be able to crush the other party from the beginning.
"I only used five layers of strength, and this punch depends on how you take it. Xue Ying attacked again.
"Talking big is socially dead. Zefeng responded calmly.
The two of you come and go, no one can help anyone, the fist is deadly, but the move is resolved, which can be described as very exciting.
"Xue Ying's strength has increased a lot, and she also has such a high attainment in boxing, and no one in our Liu family's juniors can compete with her. Liu Tang complimented.
A few more bigwigs stood up to praise Xue Ying. Compared to before, Xue Ying is even more powerful, if you use the knife technique, how powerful will it be?
"Hehe, it's kind of a buildable material. Brother Liu, I have to say that Xue Ying is much stronger than your Liu family's children, otherwise she wouldn't stand out for your Liu family. It's just Brother Liu, I have to advise you, nobles should be based on martial arts.
Without strong strength as a backing, the nobility will also be dim. Tai Chizi said disdainfully.
is just a down-and-out aristocrat, and there is not even a master of opening the pulse among the juniors, and you still want to compare with Xue Ying, you are also a good match?
Liu Tang's face changed slightly, and he was very annoyed in his heart, and he only hated that the amniotic membrane did not personally take action and kill Xue Ying.
He still asked with a calm smile: "I don't know how many moves Brother Taiji thinks Xue Ying can win?"
This sentence can be regarded as an attack on the heart, and now that the two are evenly matched, he asked this to make it difficult for Taijizi to ride a tiger. If you don't answer, or if you answer more conservatively, you're slapping yourself in the face.
"Within twenty moves, it will inevitably make this son's blood splash on the spot. If it is a red-eyed knife, it only takes three moves to cut off the head of this son.
This man can be regarded as a genius, and it seems that he is not yet 20 years old, right? It's a pity that such a genius has gone astray. ”
Tai Chizi sighed lightly, very sorry. It's not that he cherishes his talents, but he is mocking Liu Tang, a dignified nobleman, and he doesn't even have a junior who can take it. If the younger generations suffer, the only way to do so is the elders.
Yang Mo watched the two of them taunt each other, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Such people want to join forces against themselves? It's just a distraction.
"Yang Mo, do you think Ze Feng has any hope of winning?" Liu Xiang walked over and asked.
From her point of view, it would be very difficult for Zefeng to win.
"Let's open five-five. Yang Mo responded casually.
Hearing this, Liu Xiang was very angry and couldn't help but ask.
"You all know that Ze Feng is very difficult to win, why don't you make a move? Do you want Ze Feng to make a move? Do you know that Xue Ying is good at knife skills, and my brother said that he can't survive Xue Ying's knife skills. Aren't you afraid of Xue Ying's anger and directly use the knife technique?"
Although she didn't like these boys who mingled with her brother in nightclubs, she didn't want Zefeng to die here. Xue Ying's knife skills are said to be invincible among his peers.
"Is your brother strong?" Yang Mo asked rhetorically.
Only then did Liu Xiang realize that he had said the wrong thing.
"He's a rookie, not even as good as me. Liu Xiang snorted lightly.
Yang Mo smiled, Liu Xiang still respected his brother in his heart, and he was also proud of Liu Yi.
"What do you think of Bai Xingchen, can you experience Dao happiness in him?" Yang Mo asked.
Liu Xiang's face turned red instantly, and Bai Xingchen lowered his head in embarrassment.
"Yang Mo, don't you care about Ze Feng at all, shouldn't you put your eyes on the battlefield now?"