Text Chapter 11 Playing Liu An
Originally, there was friction between the two families, Liu An encountered unlucky things in a row, and now he was on fire, and he happened to be bumped into by Yang Yi, and his anger suddenly poured out towards Yang Yi.
"If you don't kneel down and apologize, don't you want me to beat you again!" Liu An looked at Yang Yi with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Anyway, now that his face has been torn, Liu An no longer hides his dislike for Yang Yi.
Yang Yi sighed softly in his heart, what should come is always coming, since it is stained with cause and effect, even if he wants to avoid it, since this is the case, let's solve it once.
"If you want to beat me again, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it, come with me!" Whether it is out of the self-esteem of a strong person or the guilt of the original body, this competition is inevitable.
"It's my bad luck, and it's your bad luck!" A confident smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth, and he turned around and left.
Liu An stared at Yang Yi's back, and couldn't stop sneering in his heart, this time he had to fight him, and he couldn't get up for ten days and half a month.
Yang Yi and Liu An came to a secluded place one after another.
Yang Yi looked left and right, nodded slightly and said, "It should be almost here too!"
"What a nice place, I hope you can scream louder in a while, and maybe save your life!" Liu An clenched his fists and smiled fiercely.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I don't have the habit of shouting for help, it's you, be careful!" Yang Yi completely ignored Liu An's murderous aura in his eyes, and looked very leisurely.
Liu An sneered: "I know too well how many pounds and taels you have, last time I started lightly, this time I want to make you unforgettable for life!"
Yang Yi's right index finger shook slightly, and said with a smile: "If you can knock down your opponent with just a mouth cannon, I think you have already won." ”
"Look for death!" Liu An was furious, and swung his fist up, and the next moment, a huge fist shadow had appeared on Yang Yi's chest, and Liu An's eyes showed a trace of excitement, if nothing else, Yang Yi would lie on the ground and howl miserably the next moment.
However, Yang Yi just took a step to the left easily, and Liu An's attack had already failed.
"What?" Liu An couldn't close his momentum, and staggered forward a few steps, looking incredible, this Yang Yi was able to dodge his fists, unscientific!
And Yang Yi shook his head and said: "The fist style seems to be fierce, but the action is more than powerful, and the residual strength is insufficient, once the opponent dodges, it will leave a huge flaw, just now I only need to hit your ribs lightly, you will lose about thirty percent of your combat power!"
The incredulity on Liu An's face slowly turned into horror, what Yang Yi said was not wrong at all, he did despise Yang Yi just now, but Yang Yi did not take advantage of the situation to sneak attack.
Yang Yi looked at Liu An with a look of pity, as if he was looking at an unsuccessful child.
"Come on, the Liu family has taught you such a level, it's a little disappointing!"
The anger continued to burn Liu An's mind, and he roared angrily: "I'll kill you!" Zhenyuan burst into charge, and a layer of faint white light was wrapped on his right fist, Yang Yi knew very well that such a fist hit his body, with this weak body now, it was definitely broken bones, and when he was at his peak before, standing and letting Liu An fight, he might not be able to hurt a cold hair.
A strange scene appeared, Yang Yi was like a leisurely stroll, one step to the left, one step back, and every time Yang Yi moved, Liu An always yelled and pounced on Yang Yi's position just now, as if a dog trainer was teasing a puppy.
Compared to Yang Yi's light clouds, Liu An was much more miserable, his face was sweating profusely, his mouth was panting like a cow, and the original Zhenyuan that was not much had already been exhausted, if he hadn't almost touched Yang Yi's hope several times, he would have been exhausted.
Yang Yi's footwork is called Xiaoyaobu, which is also a kind of body method in Hux's inheritance, which is about the light cloud and light wind, and at ease, now Yang Yi's cultivation is limited, and Liu An's kind of goods will not let him waste spiritual power, so Xiaoyaobu is the best choice.
"Quick, faster, you have already touched the corner of my clothes just now, as long as you are a little faster, you can hit me, don't you want me to kneel?" Yang Yi dodged and laughed at Liu An in his mouth.
Liu An's face was already red, Yang Yi didn't know where he learned such a magical set of footwork, he attacked for a long time, but he didn't touch him once.
"Don't hide!" Liu An put his hands on his knees and gasped loudly.
Yang Yi shook his head lightly and said, "Hey, who doesn't know that Young Master Liu's cultivation is amazing, I'm your opponent, and I was taught a very miserable lesson by Young Master Liu last time, this time I saw Young Master Liu do it, I was scared in my heart, I couldn't help but hide!"
"You ......" Liu An pointed at Yang Yi and opened his mouth, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.
Yang Yi was beaten by himself, his cultivation is not as good as his own, this is all right, according to his own thoughts, at this time, Yang Yi should be lying on the ground, screaming for help?
"Young Master Liu, can't you do it? The man can't say no! Is it because he has been squeezed dry?" Yang Yi had a slight sneer in his eyes.
"I'll kill you!" Liu An was originally a teenager, how deep his heart was, if he could be a seasoned old fritter opponent like Yang Yi, he would be furious and chaotic in a few words.
What moves, what punches have been forgotten, Liu An is like a madman, his hands are open, and he wants to catch Yang Yi.
"Ha ......" chuckled, and Yang Yi stepped out again.
In a secluded corner, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Yang Yi looked at Liu An, who was foaming at the mouth, and shook his head helplessly, what a simple guy.
Liu An had fallen into a coma, her body was still twitching slightly, and her luxurious clothes were stained with mud and sand, looking embarrassed.
Yang Yi scratched his head, squatted down, and groped in Liu An's arms for a while.
One hundred taels and a bottle of Yunyun Pill are all that Liu An has.
"It looks like he's very rich, why are you so poor!" Yang Yi glanced at Liu An with disdain, and put the thing into his arms without hesitation, his face did not change at all, as if this was a matter of course.
After walking a few steps, Yang Yi patted his head and said to himself: "I'll go, why did I forget the storage bag, I'm not tired of putting so many things in my arms all day, Yang Yi, Yang Yi, you're stupid!"
With a self-deprecating smile, Yang Yi's figure gradually faded away, and there were students coming and going in the distance, but no one noticed that in this secluded corner, there was still a noble young master of the Liu family.