Chapter 9: Fist is afraid of being strong

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At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out outside.

'Lu Fengxian' suddenly wailed.

The door was kicked open with a thud, and a man with a gloomy face walked in with a few servants, looking at the two women in a panic.

He said lightly: "Miss Su, please come with us." ”

"You...... Who are you? Su Qingcheng asked.

"Luo Shaoqing."

Zhao Yourong didn't say a word, pulled out his gun and aimed at Luo Shaoqing's head.

Someone was faster than her, and a bullet hit her shoulder blade, and the powerful momentum made her whole body fly upside down.

"Luo Shao, what should I do with this girl, kill or not?"

"Kill? I am a soldier, not a person who kills innocents indiscriminately, I am only targeting Lu Yu, let her go, and by the way, let her help me deliver a letter, just say that I, Luo Shaoqing, invited him Lu Yu to the banquet, Hongmen banquet. If he doesn't come, I'll send his woman to Wu Yun, that dead pervert who has no eggs. Luo Shaoqing waved his hand, and his smile became more and more gloomy.

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Dongcheng, a small restaurant called Han Tang.

Ye Qingzhu, as usual, began to clean and wipe the table, and at this time two guests came.

An old man with braids, a woman who looks almost exactly like her.

"If you're here for dinner, I'm sorry, I'm running out of things, so please be early tomorrow." Ye Qingzhu said coldly.

The old man smiled coldly and made a gesture of holding hands.

"Miss Ye, your master fought all over the southeast invincible opponents back then, although he has never met, he has been friends for a long time, but unfortunately he has no chance to compete with him. I heard that Miss Ye had seventy percent of Mr. Feng Nian's enthusiasm back then, so she came to ask for advice. ”

Ye Qingzhu frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "Lingnan Huang Yang Shen, Wing Chun has been perfected, and the twenty-four small broken hands are perfect, and he can be regarded as a great master who has been famous for a long time." How could a character like you be bought by someone like Wu Tiannan? ”

"Sister, you can't blame Mr. Huang for this. Your little man has made too many enemies, and even other people's apprentices have been killed, isn't it reasonable for Mr. Huang to come to the door? Ye Qinglan looked at her sister, smiling and smiling, with a unique style.

"Come in. There is a martial arts training ground in the back. Ye Qingzhu said coldly.

The three of them entered in turn, Ye Qingzhu changed into a women's practice uniform, and only then came out and asked, "How do you fight, you guys go together?" ”

Huang Yangshen said with a straight face: "Miss Ye, I, Huang, am the closed disciple of Wing Chun Grandmaster Chen Huashun, and Ip Man is my senior brother. ”

"Well, then you can think about it, I'm afraid you won't be able to beat me later." Ye Qingzhu said lightly.

"You-"

Huang Yangshen's eyes were cold, and he pounced on Ye Qingzhu like a Dapeng bird, his fists clenched, and his whole body shook naturally and violently, and then he sipped and roared.

The sound waves vibrate, and it seemed that all sides were shocked by the roar.

Ye Qingzhu, who was only more than ten meters away from Huang Yangshen, did not make any moves, as if he was waiting for Huang Yangshen to finish his qi and blood, and his momentum was at the highest.

Brush –

Huang Yangshen was physically strong, and when he moved under his feet, the distance of ten meters came in an instant.

A palm bent into a claw, like a gibbon, grabbed Ye Qingzhu's white neck, and this time, he was going to break Ye Qingzhu's neck!

Flashing light, Ye Qingzhu did not dodge or dodge, his feet spiraled downward, his wrists were twisted, and his palms were propped outward, like pushing and grinding, drawing a small arc and pushing it to the forearm that Huang Yangshen grabbed over.

Huang Yangshen's grasp and twisting couldn't be screwed, and he was completely blocked.

I couldn't help but puff up my forearms, smash with a counter-knife, and take this palm hard with the momentum of opening the mountain axe.

Between the sounds, Huang Yangshen's sleeves were ground into pieces, and the slightest rag flew in the air.

However, the skin on his arm was not broken to the point.

Fight hard, no matter up or down.

Huang Yangshen didn't stop, and the other hand flipped one after another, and suddenly three punches.

The targets are the three vulnerable positions of Ye Qingzhu's forehead, chest, and lower abdomen.

Ye Qingzhu's footsteps moved slightly, his technique turned and flashed, up, middle, and down, three hands in a row, and instantly resisted Huang Yangshen's attack.

After Ye Qingzhu blocked the attack, his other hand was like a dragon-shaped probe claw, and he quickly pressed it out, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he handed it to Huang Yangshen's armpit.

Huang Yangshen's boxing method has been channeled, and it has steadily raised her by a grade.

Although he is old and has hidden physical diseases, he can't exert his full strength, but he can't tolerate Ye Qingzhu's slightest softness, and even if he hesitates a little, he will die under the opponent's fierce boxing skills.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Huang Yangshen also felt the danger of his armpits, and let out a muffled snort in his nasal cavity, like thunder.

He shook his ribs and pressed his elbows down to protect his armpits.

At the same time, his body did not retreat but advanced, shook slightly, rushed forward violently, and directly hit Ye Qingzhu with his body!

Ye Qingzhu weakened his momentum and had to retreat.

Huang Yangshen snorted coldly and stepped forward.

In an instant, he rushed to Ye Qingzhu.

Brush Brush Brush –

Three punches in a row.

The fist is like thunder.

Wing Chun inch.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

Ye Qingzhu did not dodge.

Slightly sideways.

Later, his back met Huang Yangshen's fist.

The muscles in the back arch slightly.

Wang Ba listens to thunder, and the turtle basks his back!

Puff puff.

Huang Yangshen punched Ye Qingzhu in the back three times, making a dull sound.

Ye Qingzhu's face changed, and his face was as red as blood.

However, she didn't snort.

Even the pores of the whole body are closed.

The strength of Huang Yangshen's three fists seemed to have all been absorbed into her body.

Ye Qingzhu staggered and punched directly into Huang Yangshen's chest.

The whole world is quiet at this moment.

The wind rises.

Ye Qingzhu exhaled.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned as white as paper in an instant, and he fell to the ground.

Huang Yangshen did not move.

He sighed slowly.

"I'm afraid of being less strong, and that's true."

He coughed violently and did not vomit blood, but his face was visibly abrupt.

Obviously, the realm is higher than Ye Qingzhu, and he can win steadily, but he was still hurt by Ye Qingzhu.

But that's about it.

After all, Ye Qingzhu is young, only twenty-six years old, and he can fight with a long-famous Wing Chun grandmaster, and he will lose both sides, although he is still glorious.

It's a pity - it's not a fair duel.

"Sister, you should die here today." Ye Qinglan smiled coldly.

"Oh?" Ye Qingzhu squinted, "That's not necessarily." ”

"My good sister, do you think you can turn the tables?" Ye Qinglan pulled out her hunting knife.

Ye Qingzhu and Huang Yangshen were both defeated, and she was now the strongest one.

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