Chapter 165: Martial Idiot

"Old Taoist, are you counting money until you have cramps?"

Zhang Yue saw the old Taoist priest of Sanqingguan, sitting on the small bench at the door selling incense and collecting money, and walked over to him and said. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Zhang Yue? What are you here to do? ā€

The old Taoist priest naturally knew Zhang Yue and was particularly impressed by him. Last time, he was curious about why Zhang Yue was so angry, and wanted to find out Zhang Yue's origin through fortune telling, but he was attacked and vomited blood.

Zhang Yue, a person who is not tolerated by the whole world, is like a taboo, which is extremely rare, and he remembered Zhang Yue.

"I'm bringing someone to visit."

Zhang Yue looked at Xiao Ziya behind him, "She is Xiao Ningxue's sister Xiao Ziya." ā€

"It turned out to be Mr. Xiao's sister, and I am fortunate to meet it." The old Taoist priest's eyes lit up and he stood up and saluted. Xiao Ningxue is very rich, and her sister is naturally not poor, and she can make a lot of money if she serves well.

"Hello Dao Chief, I'm here to visit."

Xiao Ziya also saluted the old Taoist priest very politely.

"Look at it casually. Do you want to have a stick of high incense, as long as ninety-nine-eight? The old Taoist priest showed a mouthful of big gold teeth and said with a smile.

"Let's have a burn, then."

Zhang Yue accompanied Xiao Ziya into the side hall of Sanqingguan and chose a stick of incense, and then came to the statue of Emperor Zhenwu in the main hall to offer incense.

At this time, a young man squeezed out of the crowd and shouted to Zhang Gao: "Hey, Zhang Yue, you are here again." ā€

Zhang Yue looked back at the young man, this person was Chen Wei, who seemed to be a disciple of the old Taoist priest, and he had fought with Zhang Yue when he came to Sanqingguan last time.

"Hello, I'm here with someone." Zhang Yue said.

Chen Wei looked at Xiao Ziya beside Zhang Yue, who was a beautiful woman, which made him a little envious. Last time, Zhang Yue accompanied Xiao Ningxue, the same beauty.

"Accompany me through a few tricks, I have practiced the old man's cheats in the past few months, and I have made great progress, see if I can beat you." Chen Wei didn't care whether Zhang Yuetong agreed or not, pulled him out of the gate of the main hall and walked towards the mountain forest behind Sanqingguan.

Last time, he punched Zhang Yue a few times, but he couldn't even hurt other people's hair, which made him hurt his self-esteem a little. In the past few months, with the guidance of the old Taoist priest, coupled with his diligent study and hard practice, he has made great progress, and I hope to defeat Zhang Yue this time.

Xiao Ziya followed Zhang Yue, so naturally she followed him. Besides, Sanqingguan is full of people and advertisements everywhere, which makes people look unpleasant, so it is better to follow Zhang Yue to the quiet back mountain.

Unlike the noisy Sanqingguan in front, the back mountain is very quiet, with a lush bamboo forest. The sparse Xiangfei bamboo grows on the ground, and the ground is covered with a layer of withered yellow bamboo leaves.

In the bamboo forest, a large tree with a diameter of five or six meters rose from the ground, and the thick trunk was dented one by one. Some of the depressions are even more than a meter deep, which shows the great strength.

For several months, under the guidance of the old Taoist priest, Chen Wei used the tree as a sandbag, and every punch hit the big tree, leaving a deep depression in the trunk.

Chen Wei pulled Zhang Yue under the big tree, took off his coat and threw it on the tree, wearing only a vest on his body, put on a posture and said, "Come on, Zhang Yue, let you see my progress in the past few months." ā€

Chen Wei has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and not many people are his opponents. But Zhang Yue is about the same age as him, but his strength is much stronger than him, which makes him feel a little inferior. In the past few months, he has practiced very diligently, not seeking to defeat Zhang Yue, but only to make him feel dangerous.

"Zhang Yue, is this person sick?" Xiao Ziya was beside Zhang Yue and whispered.

"This man is a martial idiot."

Zhang Yue had met people like Chen Wei before, this kind of person kept cultivating to enhance his strength, defeating all kinds of strong enemies, fighting for fun, and exploring to a higher level.

"Martial idiot? Isn't he just a violent maniac? Same with someone. ā€

Xiao Ziya looked at Zhang Yue and said disdainfully.

"I'm not a martial idiot."

In the past, the reason why Zhang Yue was so strong was not because he was obsessed with cultivation, but because he wanted to gain more powerful strength and have the ability to protect the people he loved.

"The beauty dodges a little, I'm going to have a good fight with him." Chen Wei looked at Zhang Yue and said, now his focus is completely on Zhang Yue, beauties and everything are floating clouds, just trying to fight with this powerful young man.

"Hmph, this person is also a violent maniac, just like Zhang Yue's guy, a single dog who lives alone."

Xiao Ziya pouted and walked behind a tree unhappily.

"Haha, let's hurt each other."

Chen Wei roared happily and clenched his fists to face Zhang Yue.

Xiao Ziya behind the tree heard Chen Wei's words, and was almost not knocked down by thunder, just hit it, what the hell is hurting each other? It's easy to misunderstand that these are two.

At this time, Chen Wei's fist carried a strong wind, and his fist seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of qi.

"I'm not going to ink with you like I did last time."

Zhang Yue took Xiao Ziya out to play, but he didn't fight with this martial idiot, so he didn't plan to let him, and wanted to solve the battle with one move.

When Chen Wei's fist rushed over, he used two layers of strength and met Chen Wei with one punch. The two fists collided, and Chen Wei flew upside down under the action of huge force, and slammed into the big tree behind him.

He looked at his hand, which was unconscious and trembling slightly. The power just now was so powerful, he couldn't resist it at all.

"Impossible, the old man said that I have reached the first realm of martial arts, why can't I beat him?"

Chen Wei looked at Zhang Yue in surprise, and then asked, "You have also practiced martial arts?" And the realm is higher than mine? ā€

"You're thinking too much."

Zhang Yue said lightly, looking at Xiao Ziya behind the tree, "Let's go, the task given to me by Mr. Xiao is to take you to play, it's not fun here." ā€

"You're such a violent maniac, and you're so powerful."

"Exercise more, and your body will naturally improve." Zhang Yue replied.

Xiao Ziya and Zhang Yue have been together for a long time, and she knows that Zhang Yue is very powerful, but she doesn't have two brushes, and she won't be hired as a bodyguard by Xiao Ningxue, so she didn't think much about it.

The two walked out of the back mountain, and Chen Wei was still standing in place. He couldn't figure it out, he had studied and practiced hard for several months, and the gap between him and Zhang Yue was still so big, he couldn't help but feel inferior in his heart.

At this time, the old Taoist priest walked out from behind the big tree and patted Chen Wei on the shoulder, "He's too strong, don't compare with him." ā€

"Old man, didn't you say that reaching the first realm of martial arts can kill any ordinary person in an instant? Why can't I beat him? ā€

"Do you think he looks like an ordinary person?" The old Taoist priest said angrily.

"It's not an ordinary person, it's a martial arts cultivator?"

"He is neither an ordinary person nor a martial arts cultivator, and his origin has violated taboos, so I can't tell what he is."

The old Taoist priest became more and more interested in Zhang Yue, just now he secretly watched Zhang Yue and Chen Wei fight, and found that Zhang Yue defeated Chen Wei completely by physical strength.

The expression seemed relaxed, not doing his best. Chen Wei's little strength was really insignificant in front of him.

"Is it really innate divine power?"

The old Taoist priest touched his long white beard, looked at the sky and shook his head, he really couldn't figure out Zhang Yue's origin. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )