When the three of them arrived, the fight in the ring was hot, but after inadvertently sweeping his eyes, Ye Zhen almost suffered internal injuries.

I saw the ring in front of which was completely surrounded by the crowd, and a fat glasses aunt stood in the center, with a deep expression on her face and a smile but not a word, and she didn't know where this was a tease.

Around the aunt, there were seven or eight men and women who were also wearing white practice clothes, both young and old.

Looking at the appearance, these people around him, whether they are dressed or B, are lower than the aunt with the eyes, I'm afraid they are disciples or something.

Gradually, Zhiruo's face became a little strange, and she whispered in Ye Zhen's ear, "Brother Ye, is this master also a martial arts practitioner?" Why do you wear pajamas, and why are you more vain than ordinary people?"

"And Zhiruo didn't notice a trace of internal force flowing in her body."

At this time.

A disciple stepped forward with a grin, saluted the aunt, and then folded her hands with the aunt.

"Ahh

Suddenly! The disciple suddenly let out a pig cry, and everyone present trembled.

Even Zhao Min and Zhi Ruomei's eyes were full of consternation.

After a scream, the disciple suddenly rolled on the ground, as if he was being whipped by some invisible person, like a spinning top, and rolled directly around the ring.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this person's ugliness, most of the onlookers burst into laughter.

But there are still a very small number of people who look at the aunt in their eyes, as if they are looking at heaven and man!

"Brother Ye, what are they doing, why can't Zhiruo understand it at all?"

Zhiruo wondered, looking at the appearance, this disciple who didn't know the sect seemed to be injured by this master's internal strength, but... It's ridiculous, it's ugly.

It seems that this is the case, but Zhiruo did not see a trace of internal force from this disciple and Shitai.

Ye Zhen's face was expressionless, and he gently spit out the word "liar"

As he spoke, another female disciple stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Glasses' hand.

Not... This one seems to be even more miserable, looking at the nimble figure jumping in place, grinning wildly, spinning in circles, waving his hands violently...

Ye Zhen couldn't help but chuckle, because this female disciple's movements, no matter how you look at it, it looks like her hand has been bitten by a dog, and she is panicked in pain.

The next one is even more powerful, seven or eight disciples lined up in a row, just like the appearance of passing on martial arts TV, waiting for the battle.

Our glasses aunt first smiled at the crowd with a honey smile of a master's demeanor, and then flicked her finger at the nearest disciple.

"Ahh

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhen saw a group of white and chubby, maggot-like creatures arching back and forth in the ring, which made people extremely disgusting.

The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth twitched, but seeing that the second daughter was full of interest, biting her cherry lips to prevent herself from laughing, but she held back her tears, she shook her head helplessly and continued to watch this insulting thing.

After a while, a group of people who looked like TV reporters arrived.

When people saw the reporters coming, they spontaneously moved out of the way.

As soon as he arrived in the ring, the reporter asked the question, "Are you Teacher Yan Fang?" ”

Seeing the arrival of the reporter, the glasses aunt, that is, Yan Fang's glasses, flashed a trace of smugness in the sun.

Posing as a grandmaster, with one hand behind his back and the other hanging down on his lower abdomen, he calmly said, "Not bad!" I am the Tai Chi Grandmaster, Master Yan Fangyan! ”

"Flutter!"

Zhao Min couldn't help laughing, leaned close to Ye Zhen's ear, and said, "Husband, this liar really dares to say it, he actually claims to be a Tai Chi Grandmaster, isn't this a master's trick, Husband doesn't care?" ”

Zhiruo also nodded a little bit of nonsense, and said in her heart, "Such a liar dares to say such shameless words, the husband might as well kill him with a sword!" lest the Wu-Tang Clan be disgraced".

Ye Zhentong frowned slightly, he didn't want to deal with this liar, and he didn't even have the idea of taking a look.

But seeing the rise of the second daughter, she stayed where she was and pondered her swordsmanship, but as soon as the four words "grandmaster" came out, Ye Zhenxin was as disgusting as eating a fly.

However, after a while, there was a little more conversation between the reporter and Yan Fang.

Reporter: "May I ask Master Yan, what is the name of your kung fu that beats people flying?" ”

Yan Fang: "This set of kung fu of this grandmaster, called Volley Dance, is the real authentic Tai Chi Kung Fu!" ”

As he spoke, Yan Fang suddenly waved his crumpled rough hand at a disciple.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up under Yan Fang's eyes, and with a miserable scream, he fell to the ground and began to roll and convulse.

However, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a retard, and the crowd of onlookers laughs again.

The corners of the reporter's mouth twitched, feeling that his IQ had been seriously trampled on.

"May I ask Master Yan, this disciple... Is the reaction real or performed? ”

As soon as these words came out, Master Yan was suddenly unhappy, and frowned and said, "First, there is no element of performance"

"Second, you see that I am very relaxed and pushing hands with my disciples, which is trying to do this, because they are scholars, not competing with me..."

"Because the strength of Tai Chi is very long, the reason why they jump and roll on the spot is just to transform the energy in it, which is called turning into energy!"

"But as long as you practice for a long time, there will be an internal qi in the body, that is, internal force ......"

Listening to the so-called Master Yan's serious nonsense, he smeared Tai Chi in his mouth.

Ye Zhen thought about it, and then wiped Zhiruo's waist and covered a black veil on his face.

Taking a light step, Ye Zhen walked towards the ring step by step, and when he reached the edge of the ring, Ye Zhen jumped directly into the ring.

The horse's steps are as steady as Mount Tai, and his hands are crossed in front of him, crossing a round circle that is finally fixed in front of his chest.

Under the ring, Zhao Min said coquettishly, "There's a good show to watch now!" ”

Hearing this, Zhi Ruo worried, "Husband, shouldn't be in danger, what if this master is not a liar, but a grandmaster that we can't see?" ”

When Zhao Min heard this, he comforted, "Sister, don't think about it, this person must be a liar, just wait to see a good show!" ”

At the same time, in the ring, Master Yan looked at the person who suddenly came up, and was startled, and almost didn't fall out of the ring.

You can't want to have a face, but you can't lose it.

Yan Fang frowned and scolded, "The junior from there, you don't even dare to show it, hurry up!" ”

Ye Zhen said indifferently, "Tai Chi heir, come to teach Master Yan's high moves, make a move!" ”

Hearing this, Master Yan breathed a sigh of relief, he was startled when he saw this young man who suddenly came up, but now he heard that the other party claimed to be a Tai Chi descendant.

She immediately thought that the other party was also a liar, just trying to step on herself to become famous.

He is old and frail, but he can't fight against him, otherwise he will definitely expose his stuffing, so let his apprentices come.

After thinking about it, Yan Fang once again showed an unfathomable expression, and said, "You junior, you are not worthy of fighting me, if you insist on being big, you will fight with my talented apprentices first."

"If you win, you guess you're qualified to taste my volley dance!"

After that, he gave his apprentices a hard look to the old lady!

"Rushed to the old lady's yard to make trouble, let's get tired of it!"

Yan Fang's apprentices surrounded Ye Zhen with a loud noise, but... The postures one by one, some like boxing, some like judo, some like sanda... There is no one like Tai Chi.

Seeing this, the reporter was happy and hurriedly let the camera get closer to take pictures.

Ye Zhen's face was expressionless, and the only eyes that were missing outside the veil flashed a hint of coldness, and he said coldly, "Tai Chi, cloud hand, light advice!" ”

PS: There is another chapter that is being written, and friends who can't wait can read it again in the morning.