Do not retreat, but advance, go against the current. Rainbow Net, there are you all the way! Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to Tiger Mountain. This is the real powerhouse.

At least, for Song Jiangshan, the strong man in his eyes is like this.

When he had a child, he called Song Counterstream - mainly because Song Buhui and Song Youhu were too ugly.

Song Jiangshan had great expectations for Song Countercurrent, and Song Countercurrent did not disappoint his father, although he was only forty-seven years old this year, he had already entered the realm of grandmasters in the eyes of outsiders, that is, the earth-shattering realm in the inner rivers and lakes.

Shaking the heavens, shaking the sky with a punch.

He sat in a chair, didn't say anything, his face was expressionless, a Chinese face, well-defined, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pair of eyes that shimmered with essence, as if enough to penetrate everything.

Eyes like knives, that's it.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet? Li Ru looked at her watch and frowned, "Didn't Qiu Yue and Song Yilin say that they would arrive in ten minutes?"

"Hmph, punctual that little girl is procrastinating. Song Guiliu snorted coldly, "Women are trouble." ”

"What are you talking about!" Li Qiuyue's father Li Xingguo's face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "Song Countercurrent, I know that your Song family is not simple, but don't think that just because of this, I can't wait to marry my daughter to you!"

Song Guiliu glanced at Li Xingguo, but he didn't say anything, the disdain in his eyes could be seen by everyone.

He looked down on this businessman in his heart.

There are not many people who can be put in the eyes of Song Countercurrent, at least, the person named Li Xingguo now does not have that qualification.

The atmosphere in the box was very dull, and Li Ru was not easy to interject.

Outside the box, Song Yilin stood at the door, not daring to open the door for a long time.

"We're all here, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Yao couldn't help but laugh.

"How can I not be afraid?" Song Yilin said with a wry smile, "You don't know my father, if you know him, you can understand me." ”

Xiao Yao shrugged his shoulders.

Li Xiaoxiao coughed and said, "Actually, don't dare to do anything, what you have to face is what you have to face." ”

Song Yilin sighed.

At this moment, a loud voice passed through the wooden plank and came out of the box, full of energy, as if a thunderbolt sounded in the ear. Xiao Yao was okay, but Li Xiaoxiao and Li Qiuyue, who didn't have any foundation, couldn't bear it, and their faces were ugly.

Breath into the flood.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and strode in with Li Xiaoxiao and the others.

"Uncle Song, hello, I am a friend of Song Yilin. Xiao Yao glanced at Song Countercurrent, smiled and said, "This is my friend, Li Xiaoxiao, it just so happens that we haven't eaten at night, can we sit here?"

Song Guiliu raised his head, glanced at Xiao Yao, and said indifferently: "No." ”

Xiao Yao's expression froze on his face.

He sneered, he didn't expect Song Yiliu to be so faceless, it seems that Song Yilin is right, his father is even more difficult to deal with than Fang Hai's father!

"It's our family affair, and besides, you're my son's friend, not mine. Song Guiliu glanced at Xiao Yao and said in a deep voice, "So, go out." ”

"Hmph, do you think this is your house? Why do you want him to go out, he has to go out?" Li Xingguo couldn't sit still at all.

He has seen a lot of domineering people, but it is really rare to be able to reach the point of Song Countercurrent!

That's right, the Song family is the pillar of martial arts in Huaxia, it is the ancient martial arts family, and Song Guiliu's father used to be the personal guard of the first person in the red wall, but for the sake of his daughter, as a father, he must not bow his head like the other party. And young people all want to save face, his impression of Xiao Yao is not bad, he really can't get used to Song Countercurrent bullying Xiao Yao like this!

"What am I going to do, you want to take care of it?" Song Guiliu looked at Li Xingguo and asked.

"Xiao Yao sit down, I let you sit, no one can make you stand up!" Li Xingguo said with a calm face.

He felt that he had to be tough, otherwise even if Song Yilin and Li Qiuyue really became in the future, Li Qiuyue would have to be bullied in the Song family.

"Presumptuous!" Song Guiliu shouted in a low voice.

"It's still five. Li Xingguo didn't have a good air.

Suddenly, Song Guiliu stood up, his fingers curled slightly, and grabbed Li Xingguo's collar. He wanted to throw this Li Xingguo out directly.

Li Xingguo's face changed slightly, his brain was almost blank, and he didn't expect that Song Counterstream would do it without warning, and Li Ru, Song Yilin and the others were also stunned.

However, just when Song Countercurrent's hand was still a fist away from Li Xingguo's collar, one hand grabbed Song Countercurrent's wrist.

Song Guiliu's face changed slightly, and he turned his face to look at the owner of the hand that stopped him, Xiao Yao.

Song Guiliu didn't intend to hurt Li Xingguo, so the palm just now didn't have any strength, but this doesn't mean that everyone can grab his wrist.

"Who are you?" Song Guiliu looked at Xiao Yao and said with interest.

"Xiao Yao, Song Yilin's friend. Xiao Yao smiled and said, when he spoke, Song Guiliu had already increased the strength of his arm, but he still couldn't push the plate forward.

Song Guiliu was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of consternation: "Internal strength?"

Xiao Yao was silent.

"Haha, kind of interesting. The light in Song Guiliu's eyes swelled, his temples bulged, and his body moved forward.

Xiao Yao was slightly startled, and quickly mobilized his internal strength, his other hand supported the table, and the expression on his face was no longer as relaxed as before. He smiled bitterly in his heart, it seemed that Song Yilin's father was planning to test himself.

"Yes, can you resist it?" Song Guiliu seemed to be more and more interested in Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao could only smile bitterly. Although Xiao Yao has internal strength in his body, he has only just passed through the Heaven Asking Realm and entered the Heaven Seeking Realm, and now Song Countercurrent is already a master of the Heaven-Shaking Realm, and it is indeed not a simple matter to block Song Countercurrent's fist.

Suddenly, Song Guiliu slapped his other hand on the round table, and a plate of sour and hot shredded potatoes in front of Xiao Yao bounced high like a spring at the bottom of the plate, and smashed towards Xiao Yao's head.

"Internal strength, shaking the tiger across the mountain?" Xiao Yao's face changed slightly, he took a deep breath, quickly measured his head and avoided the plate, and then looked at Song Guiliu's eyes full of surprise.

Song Yilin is a foreign master, and what he cultivates is his own physical fitness and strength, Xiao Yao naturally felt that Song Yilin's father Song Guiliu must also be a foreign master, but now he found out that in Song Guiliu's body, there was a vast aura.

"Surprised what? boy, the Eight Tigers are not only external kung fu, but also need internal strength, the Eight Tigers are divided into three parts, first, to overcome the rigid with the strong, the second, to overcome the rigid with the soft, and the third, the combination of rigidity and softness. Song Guiliu glanced at Song Yilin, who was standing on the side, "My unsuccessful son is just staying in the first part." ”

"It seems that Uncle Song is the real master of the Eight Tigers. Xiao Yao breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a forced smile.

"There is no end to martial arts. Song said against the current.

After saying this, Song Guiliu took another step, and his body advanced a few steps forward, if it weren't for Li Xingguo's long time since he had dodged, I'm afraid that his fist would have smashed on Li Xingguo's face by now.

Xiao Yao took a step back, beads of sweat already overflowing from his head.

"Boy, if you can catch my three punches, I'll let you sit down with your girlfriend, how about it?" Song said.

Xiao Yao couldn't cry or laugh, before he could respond, Song Guiliu had already withdrawn his fist, and the wind fought again, and he came back with a punch, swallowing mountains and rivers angrily, like a deep-sea dragon raising its head in the twilight.

Before the fist arrives, the fist wind arrives first.

The strong fist style, like a sharp blade, slashed across Xiao Yao's face.

Li Xiaoxiao, who was standing behind Xiao Yao, couldn't stand firmly, but fortunately, Li Ru was fast and supported her.

"Xiao Yao......" Li Xiaoxiao was very anxious.

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, my dad won't hurt Brother Xiao. Song Yilin said stubbornly.

Although Song Guiliu has a bad temper, he will never be able to do the thing of bullying the younger generation. Xiao Yao is a junior in his eyes, at most he is just testing Xiao Yao's strength, if Song Countercurrent really seriously injured Xiao Yao, he will definitely be ridiculed.

Bullying the small with the big is not something that people who practice martial arts are willing to do.

The fist had already rushed to Xiao Yao's side, and even the knuckles on Song Yao's hand could be seen clearly.

Xiao Yao took a step back, and at the same time stretched out his right hand, clasped Song Countercurrent's wrist at a tricky angle, and at the same time squatted slightly, his body was like a flexible snake, which drilled under Song Countercurrent's arm, and suddenly flashed in front of Song Countercurrent, and also threw a punch, in this short distance, Song Counterstream did not dare to take it hard, so he could only quickly take a step back.

His first punch, Xiao Yao not only caught it, but also forced Song Guiliu, this confident man!

Song Guiliu looked at Xiao Yao's eyes, and it also changed again. He felt that he had underestimated this guy before.

"Yes, internal strength, seeking the heavenly realm? You were ten years earlier than me. Song Guiliu looked at Xiao Yao's eyes full of curiosity. He only entered the Heaven Seeking Realm after he was thirty years old, and even so, he was praised by the Huaxia Inner Jianghu as the hope of the Eight Tiger Fist, and he was the master who was most likely to break through to the Heaven Breaking Realm in the future.

But now, he found that Xiao Yao's talent was even better than him, which made him both surprised and envious.

This upright man didn't think about jealousy.

"Boy, there are still two punches, are you confident?" Song Counterstream said, his eyes looking at Xiao Yao were already full of approval.

Xiao Yao smiled slightly: "If I say that I don't have confidence, will Uncle Song give up?"

"No, I'll think you're a coward, and you'll only add to the strength of my fists. Song Counterstream said truthfully.

Xiao Yao shrugged: "Then let's come." ”

Song Countercurrent laughed, took a tiger step again, and rushed towards Xiao Yao.

Another sharp punch slammed into Xiao Yao's face.

A punch runs through the galaxy.

A punch shook the people.

The simple fist, as if it had already been ready to go, was waiting for this moment to come.

"Boom!" The strong wind blew Xiao Yao's slightly long hair.

Xiao Yao's body shook slightly, turned his fist into a palm, and slapped it on Song Guiliu's fist.

When the fists and palms were together, the two of them were like the positive two levels of a magnet, and they were both bounced out, but Song Counterstream only took three or four steps back, while Xiao Yao retreated all the way to the wall, leaning against the wall, and kept gasping.

The beads of sweat on his head fell again, and his face turned a little pale.

"Some doorways. Song Countercurrent said, "You're still fighting with me?"

"Why not?" Xiao Yao smiled slightly.

"Then come again!" Song Guiliu laughed, not giving Xiao Yao a chance to breathe, and rushed towards Xiao Yao in big strides again.

Everyone became a little nervous, this was only the second punch, Xiao Yao's face was already pale, and this third punch seemed to be even more fierce than the previous two punches.

Can Xiao Yao take it?

Li Xiaoxiao's fists clenched, and she suddenly found that at this time, she seemed to be able to help Xiao Yao, and she could only pray silently in her heart.