Yang Huping half-squinted his small eyes, stared at Xu Xiangdong for a long time, laughed a few times, and then slowly sat back in place, and said with a little blame: "Brother Yiping, your apprentice is a little too young and vigorous!"

Zhou Pingpi said with a smile: "This kid has a bit of a straight temper and likes to tell the truth, I guess Elder Yang hurt him just now." ”

Xu Xiangdong is almost forty years old this year, and Yang Huping is only forty-five or sixteen years old, not a few years older at all, but Yang Huping treats him like a junior boy, full of contempt.

Although Zhou Yiping is not a good person, he is the most protective of his shortcomings in his life, and he especially loves these disciples, not to mention that Xu Xiangdong is like his adopted son, how can he let Yang Huping be humiliated.

He said that Xu Xiangdong was a child, and Yang Huping, who was not a few years older than Xu Xiangdong, naturally choked the child to death, and said that Xu Xiangdong likes to tell the truth.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Huping's face changed, he was originally irritable and irritable, seeing Zhou Yiping sarcastically mocking himself, he could only hold back?

And although Zhou Yiping's disciples were not good, they were very loyal to their master, they didn't say anything, and after glancing at each other, they all stood in front of their master.

In an instant, the entire hall was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Jiang Pingchuan saw that Wang Zhongzheng's matter had not been resolved, and he was about to fight internally, so his face suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Yiping, just now Elder Yang just wanted to measure the kung fu of the person who shot before, and he definitely didn't mean to smash your apprentice, and your disciple is fine, for the sake of the face, this matter will be forgotten."

After speaking, Jiang Pingchuan glanced at Yang Huping, under his gaze, Yang Huping snorted, turned his head and sat down, although he did not apologize, but it was also clear that he didn't care about this matter.

Zhou Yiping snorted a few times, motioned for the disciples to stand down, and stopped talking.

At this moment, a young woman walked quickly from outside the door, holding a red post in her hand, walked straight to Jiang Pingchuan, handed it over respectfully, and said softly, "Great Elder, the Wang Clan Martial Arts Pavilion sent someone to send a worship post!"

Zhou Yiping didn't pay attention to the rules when he came to visit because he had other thoughts, but Wang Zhongzheng couldn't ignore the rules, since he knew that Zhou Yiping was here at the headquarters of the Wumeng, Yao Jun was going to visit, so he naturally prepared a post.

It's the rule!

Where there are rivers and lakes, there are rules, and with rules, there are rivers and lakes.

Hearing the words "Wang's Martial Arts Hall", the entire hall was suddenly silent, and everyone looked at Jiang Pingchuan.

Jiang Pingchuan was slightly stunned, came back to his senses in an instant, and laughed: "It's really fast, we're talking about people, and we're getting people's worship!"

He stretched out his hand to take the greeting post from the woman's hand, skillfully opened it, and pulled out the letterhead, which was very beautiful and atmospheric.

The name of the place where the payment was made was written "Yao Jun".

After Jiang Pingchuan read this post, his face was gloomy, and the person who was going to visit was not Wang Zhongzheng, the head of the Wang Martial Arts Pavilion, but the little-known Yao Jun.

This Yao Jun is estimated to be the one who injured the disciples of the Qiquan Sect, that is Wang Zhongzheng's apprentice, that is the junior, a junior sent a letter of worship, what is this?

Jiang Pingchuan has the best face, and now that he receives such a post, he is already angry in his heart.

After he finished reading the post, he handed the post to Yang Huping, and after Yang Huping finished reading it, he handed it to the bald old man next to him, and after a while, the five elders of this post read it all over, and everyone's expressions became ugly.

After reading the prayer post, Chen Jin of the Iron Arm Martial Arts Hall directly pinched the worship post into a ball, and suddenly stood up and scolded loudly: "Who is Yao Jun......?

Before he finished his words, suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and I don't know when there was a big man like an iron tower in the hall, who was extremely powerful and majestic, this big man stood in the hall, and smiled lightly at Chen Jin: "I am Yao Jun, I came to visit, old man, do you really want to teach me a lesson?"

After Yao Jun handed out the greeting post to Wumeng, he was originally waiting quietly outside, but after opening the wolf's ears, he heard the movement of the hall on the second floor, he felt that it was better to go in, and flashed the guards outside with speed, and Yao Jun walked directly to the second floor.

"Good boy!" Chen Jin saw Yao Jun standing there, smiling at him, he couldn't help but be angry in his heart, he felt that Yao Jun was laughing at him, while he spoke, he strode forward and rushed towards Yao Jun, he had real kung fu, and after a while, he crossed a distance of five or six meters, and instantly arrived in front of Yao Jun, rounded his fist, and slammed down on the top of Yao Jun's head, "Eat me with a hammer!"

Chen Jin is good at iron arm skills.

Iron arm gong is a kind of hard kung fu in the "four major exercises", which is divided into two families: Wudang and Shaolin.

Inner softness refers to the practice of internal qi to softness, and outer rigidity refers to the arm as hard as steel.

After several years of hard work, it is necessary to reach the level of internal training and external training of muscles, bones and skins, and from quantitative to qualitative changes, you can achieve the power of waving the steel pillar and defeating the fracture of the enemy's tendons.

Fighting with the enemy, arms like steel and iron, even if you just defend and do not attack, you can also use the counterattack, hurt people's limbs, and waste people's skills, which is very useful. If you are hit by this iron arm skill, it will be a minor injury, and a serious death, which is extremely vicious.

Chen Jin's iron arm skill is Shaolin iron arm skill, extremely fierce, pay attention to external practice, not internal strength, if it is Wudang iron arm skill, then there are a few more changes in internal strength, it is precisely because of the reason for practicing such a strong martial art, Chen Jin's temper is even more irritable.

In the face of Chen Jin's punch, Yao Jun did not dodge or dodge, as if he was stunned.

Seeing Yao Jun's performance, Chen Jin's heart was full of joy, and his speed was a little faster.

"It's a good time!" Just when Chen Jin's fist was only half a meter away from Yao Jun, Yao Jun began to react, he smiled slightly, raised his fist, and met it.

Yao Jun's fist was like a casserole, the last to come first, like a tiger out of the box, the air in the entire hall was a little colder, and a trace of horror flashed in everyone's eyes.

Chen Jin was the closest, as soon as Yao Jun's fist swung over, he froze, his body was completely frozen, like Yao Jun's hammer fist also stopped, he couldn't react at all, Yao Jun's fist had already reached his face, and he could even see the pores on Yao Jun's fist.

Yao Jun's punch was too fast and too strong, Chen Jin found that he couldn't catch it no matter what, even if he dodged, it was too late, all he could do now was close his eyes and wait for death.

He felt the wind getting closer and closer to him, and even if the fist didn't hit him, he already felt endless terror.