Chapter 226: One Kick Kills
(Girls' Literature) "Boy, it looks like you're going to live to the end. ”
Zhou Hui stood up, moved his shoulders, and after making a rattling sound of staggered joints, he looked at Ye Feng and laughed playfully.
Ye Feng didn't get up either, grabbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand, and glanced at him disdainfully-
"Just you?"
Brush!
The sentence 'It's up to you' made Zhou Hui's face instantly as cold as ice.
Born in the Heavenly Fist Sect, he was arrogant, and it was really difficult for him to accept Ye Feng's attitude of not taking him seriously at all.
"Boy, don't think that you have also studied ancient martial arts for two days, and if you can kill a dead monkey, three dogs will be indispensable. In the eyes of a real ancient martial arts descendant like us, a small character like you, who has not even entered the grade, is no different from an ant. ”
But soon, Zhou Hui regained his expression that was so powerful that he was like a bamboo in his chest, and said coldly.
Grade?
Is there a grade division among the ancient warriors?
Ye Feng's heart moved, and he looked at Zhou Hui and pretended to be surprised and asked, "Then what kind of cultivation are you?"
"Early Yellow Level!"
Zhou Hui raised his head and smiled proudly, with a look of arrogance.
Among the ancient warriors, there is indeed a grade.
Moreover, the grades of the ancient warriors are still very detailed, and they are divided into yellow level, Xuan level, earth level and heaven level.
And the masters of each level have four stages: early, middle, late and consummation.
According to what Zhou Hui said to him when he left the Heavenly Fist Gate and entered the world to cultivate, although his cultivation is still only the lowest stage of the ancient martial artist, it is enough for him to walk sideways in the world, and no one dares to provoke him easily.
And after entering the WTO, through a contest with others, Zhou Hui also confirmed Master's statement, in the world where ordinary people walk everywhere, he can indeed be said to be an invincible existence, and some people even call him Superman.
Although Ye Feng was able to kill the three black backs and touch them into the villa without him noticing.
But in Zhou Hui's opinion, Ye Feng was just the kind of ordinary person with better skills, and he had not entered the level of an ancient martial artist at all.
Such a person who can pinch to death by raising his hand is not in the stream, and he still dares to ask for the sky-high price of life and death, and even looks down on him, isn't this the birthday boy hanging himself, and he thinks he has a long life?
"At the beginning of the yellow level, the most rubbish level...... With such a bad strength, you still have the face to show off so much, and you have an iron face?"
Although Ye Feng had never heard of the hierarchical division between the ancient martial artists, the 'Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang' still knew, and when he heard this, he smacked his lips and shook his head with disdain.
"You ......"
Zhou Hui was completely angry this time.
Hitting someone doesn't slap him in the face, but what is the difference between Ye Feng's words now and slapping him.
Immediately, his face pulled and he said with a cruel smile: "Then I'll let you see how simple it is for me, the most rubbish yellow level early stage, to kill you!"
Call!
The moment the words came out, Zhou Hui raised his hand and took the lead in attacking.
The fist was like a cannon thump, pointing directly at Ye Feng's throat.
This is what his master taught him, saying that when you do it with others, you must seize the opportunity, and only by striking first can you firmly control the situation and rhythm in your own hands.
If you are a latecomer, if you can't control people, you will be passive.
The fist was dignified, although the fist had not yet arrived, Ye Feng already felt that the skin on his neck was already slightly painful.
Xie Feiyue clasped his hands in front of his chest and took a step back, the corners of his mouth full of sneers.
He had seen Zhou Hui's methods, and if this guy punched down, both bricks could be smashed into pieces.
He didn't believe that Ye Feng's neck could be stronger than the two bricks combined.
"Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle!"
When the fist wind hit, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth suddenly showed a playful smile, and while shouting, his hand shook forward violently.
How could he know the secret weapon secret technique of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong?!
As soon as he heard Ye Feng's words, the corners of Zhou Hui's eyes suddenly twitched, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.
You must know that the status of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong in the ancient martial arts world is even higher than that of their Heavenly Fist Sect.
Moreover, the rainstorm pear flower needle is the most famous secret weapon of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, and only some descendants can get it.
"I'm grass Nima!"
But soon, Zhou Hui scolded angrily.
Ye Feng threw it over, where is the exclusive secret weapon of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, it is clearly a large handful of melon seeds.
With a roar, Zhou Hui didn't dodge or dodge, and his fist rushed towards the pile of melon seeds, wanting to penetrate the melon seeds and smash Ye Feng's neck.
Laugh at!
But as soon as the fist entered the pile like melon seeds, the sound of the skin opening and the flesh suddenly sounded, and then, blood began to flow down Zhou Hui's hand.
"Ah......h
The sudden sharp pain made Zhou Hui hurriedly withdraw his fist, and he took a few steps back with his hands in his hands.
What's going on?
Could it be that this kid is more powerful than Zhou Hui, and melon seed shells can hurt people?
Xie Feiyue was also stunned, and cold sweat suddenly began to climb down his forehead.
"You use a trick!"
Zhou Hui also thought that Ye Feng had injured him with a melon seed shell at first, but after raising his hand, he found that a long silver needle was nailed to his middle finger at this moment.
Even the needle pierced the bone of his middle finger, pinning his finger to the palm of his hand.
Obviously, the pile of melon seed shells just now was just the mist of Ye Feng's old cloth, and this silver needle was the real killer move.
"What kind of trick? The master has obviously already said it, this is the rainstorm pear flower needle, you are stupid, you have to hit the needle!"
Ye Feng smiled disdainfully, with a stupid expression on his face.
And the tension in his eyes has become much easier at the moment.
This was Ye Feng's first time fighting a real ancient martial artist, so he couldn't help but be careless.
Especially listening to Zhou Hui's meaning, the Heavenly Fist Sect seems to be quite bullish in the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, so he has to test the depth of this guy's water.
But after the stitch just now, he found that the so-called early stage of the yellow level was actually like that bird.
"I'll kill you!"
The stinging pain in the heart, as well as Ye Feng's humiliation, had already made Zhou Hui forget to think about how it was possible to penetrate his bones with just one needle if Ye Feng just didn't enter the stream.
After pulling out the needle in pain, he struck at Ye Feng with a fist.
"Why do you say there are so many idiots like you in the world, you have to come to tease the master's tiger whiskers, isn't it okay to live well?"
has already tested the depth of this goods, Ye Feng will not be polite anymore, and as soon as he pressed his hand to the sofa, the person stood up.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward with one hand like lightning, and grasped Zhou Hui's menacing fist, and shook it lightly, defusing the lightning-like offensive at the same time, and also separating Zhou Hui's hand and wrist.
Then, he pulled Zhou Hui's arm forward, and his knee was raised like lightning and hit Zhou Hui's chest hard.
Boom!
With a knee lift, Zhou Hui in the early stage of the yellow level flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and slammed into the large porcelain vase that Xie Feiyue had specially purchased to show his wealth.
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