More than a thousand years ago, there was a gangster who liked to play with sticks, and he was beaten by Ye Changsheng in a fight and his nose was blue and his face was swollen. Then you have to kowtow and worship Ye Changsheng as a teacher.

Ye Changsheng knew that this person had the appearance of an emperor, so he directly drove this person away.

Unexpectedly, this person was like a dog skin plaster, sticking to Ye Changsheng all the time.

Ye Changsheng had no choice but to create a set of boxing techniques at random and teach this person.

And after that, this gangster named Zhao Kuangyin actually said that this punch was created by himself, and he was also called Taizu Long Fist.

In Ye Changsheng's thoughts, Zhao Qingying had already fought with the flat-headed man.

This flat-headed move is tricky and fierce, and he does not compromise his means, so although Zhao Qingying and this person are in the middle stage of Mingjin, Zhao Qingying has already fallen behind after a move......

"Twenty-first trend!"

Ye Changsheng spoke, a word that made everyone else inexplicable.

These words were inexplicable in the ears of others, but to Zhao Qingying's ears, it was tantamount to a sudden enlightenment.

Zhao Qingying, who was originally about to rush out, immediately retreated, holding his fists with his chest.

That flat head was originally going to resist Zhao Qingying's move, which directly injured Zhao Qingying.

Under Zhao Qingying's acceptance, he suddenly lost his mood.

"Thirtieth Potential." Ye Changsheng spoke again.

Zhao Qingying no longer doubted that his body, which was originally upright and upright, was as if it had been shot out by a bow.

Although it is a woman's body, it is extremely fierce under this rush.

Pingtou hurriedly turned sideways and wanted to dodge, but Zhao Qingying's body was extremely flexible, and it deviated strangely under the impact.

The flat head was instantly hit in the chest by Zhao Qingying, and immediately flew out upside down.

The decorative wall at the back was smashed into a large hole in an instant.

The decoration of Shangyuanzhuang is solid wood, and this wall is almost the same as a brick wall.

"I ...... Zhao Jiaquan women's practice also has such great power? ”

Zhao Qingying looked at his hands blankly, as if he couldn't believe it,

"Are you Zhao Kuangyin's direct line?"

Ye Changsheng didn't care about Zhao Qingying's stunnedness, and asked directly.

"You... How do you know? Zhao Qingying stammered and asked.

Although the direct line of the Zhao family is regarded as the emperor, it is a thousand years ago.

The Zhao family has been declining, and until now, only some of the most core things have been retained, and this set of long fists is.

And those Taizu long fists that spread in the world have all been modified.

"Thirty-six strokes of the long fist were changed to thirty-three strokes by that kid, I said that with his temperament, how could he tell the world about this fist."

Ye Changsheng understood and said casually.

At this time, Zhao Qingying was in a trance, but he didn't pay attention to what Ye Changsheng said.

"Zhendong...... Zhendong, are you alright? Wu Tian was frightened, for fear that Zhao Qingying would come over and slap him to death.

While shouting the name of the flat head, he walked outside.

"Zhendong, hold on, I'll call someone ......"

After Wu Tian finished speaking, he ran out.

And the flat head, known as Zhendong, had fallen to the ground and passed out in a coma.

"Let's go, you're out of the way." Ye Changsheng still wanted to prepare to do something, but found that Zhao Qingying, who had finished his exercise, was already flushed and breathing unevenly.

"It seems that the woman is still not suitable for my Zhao family's boxing method." Zhao Qingying said helplessly.

"Hmph, ignorance." After Ye Changsheng finished saying this, he left with his hands in his hands.

And those people in Shangyuanzhuang trembled one by one and didn't dare to speak.

A Zhuangzi, it is this Zhendong who usually sits in charge.

It stands to reason that in today's world, a master in the middle of Ming Jin is already a good move.

Where did you think that you would meet Ye Changsheng and the others.

Zhao Qingying looked at these people in Shangyuanzhuang, feeling a little helpless.

If Ye Changsheng is really not a member of the Changshengmen as he guessed before, then the Zhao family and the Changshengmen will probably have a feud.

However, as soon as Zhao Qingying's idea fell, it was immediately replaced by another thing.

The two sentences that Ye Changsheng ordered just now obviously had an unparalleled understanding of Zhao Jiaquan.

When he practiced boxing in the past, Old Man Zhao had already warned Zhao Qingying that after the twenty-one potential, don't use the thirty potential, which will make people crippled for life.

This kind of admonition was broken here by Ye Changsheng.

In the eyes of the Zhao family, long fist is the foundation of life.

But it is extremely fierce, wide open and close, and it is not a boxing method practiced by women.

However, from the Zhao family to Zhao Qingying's generation, only Zhao Qingying can be made.

In this way, the possibility of the Zhao family wanting to revive is extremely slim.

And to find a core exercise to practice, and it must fit Zhao Qingying, how difficult is this kind of thing?

Old Man Zhao has been running around all these years, but he has not achieved his goal, and even the secret injuries that the old man's body cannot recover are also left in the process of searching for exercises.

In Zhao Qingying's cranky thoughts along the way, the two returned to the villa.

In an empty practice room, Ye Changsheng said to Zhao Qingying calmly: "Take off your clothes." ”

Zhao Qingying did not hesitate and took off her shirt directly.

It's not because Zhao Qingying is not ashamed, it's just that as a martial artist, there are many times when there is a problem with the direction of the meridians. It is impossible to judge without directly observing the flesh and blood.

Zhao Qingying was thinking about it, and she already felt that her breath was wrong.

"It's over, it's hopeless."

Ye Changsheng carefully stared at Zhao Qingying's smooth back for a while, and then said gloatingly.

Zhao Qingying, who was originally covering his chest, suddenly turned around when he heard this words and said, "What? ”

"Qi and blood are reversed, and the meridians are disordered." Ye Changsheng looked at Zhao Qingying's chest and said flatly.

"Woooooooooo......oo Let you call me with the Thirty Pose! ”

What Ye Changsheng didn't expect was that Zhao Qingying let go of the clothes in his hand and cried all of a sudden.

Ye Changsheng was most afraid of three things in his life, one of which was a woman's tears.

If it is a woman who has no relatives and no reason, then it is fine, but once she has a woman with cause and effect with Ye Changsheng, once she cries, Ye Changsheng will suddenly be a little helpless.

Since this Zhao girl is a descendant of Zhao Kuangyin, then the two sides can be regarded as having some origins.

"Grandpa, our Zhao family is finished......"

"I can't practice martial arts anymore......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

Although the Zhao family has declined over the years, they have never forgotten their former glory.

Therefore, while Zhao Qingying shouldered these responsibilities, she was also under great pressure.

Moreover, once Zhao Qingying is unable to practice martial arts, the Zhao family will soon enter a period of scarcity.

In the extremely cruel martial arts world, the Zhao family may only have to retreat to the mountains and forests.

Even if they go into hiding, those enemies will not let go of the Zhao family.

Although Zhao Qingying looks strong and mature, she is always a woman in her twenties.

Under such a sudden blow, for a while, I can only vent my emotions by crying.

"You are not a disciple of Ye Lao's predecessor at all, you are a big liar!"

"Liar, liar!"

Zhao Qingying didn't care about his current situation at all, and roared at Ye Changsheng.

"Come on, stop crying." Ye Changsheng shook his head helplessly.

"I'm going to cry, you big liar, I'll ......"

Before Zhao Qingying finished speaking, he saw a red shadow flying over.

The disheartened Zhao Qingying didn't even bother to take this thing, so that this thing fell directly in front of him.

What entered Zhao Qingying's film and television field was an extremely bright red fruit.

"Zhu Guo, just eat it." Ye Changsheng walked out impatiently, leaving only his voice in the room.

"Zhu Guo? That holy thing that can wash the marrow and change the tendons? Although Zhao Qingying didn't believe it, she still hurriedly picked up the little fruit......