Although Zhao Yi's fist strength had already collapsed on its own when it was about to hit Ling Xinyue, that powerful force still shook Ling Xinyue backwards.

Shocked by Zhao Yi's fist, Ling Xinyue only felt that the qi and blood in her body were surging violently, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Even so, Ling Xinyue also knew that if it weren't for Zhao Yi not leaving his hand, he was afraid that he would have completely turned into a corpse now.

However, at this time, Ling Xinyue did not have the slightest happiness for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, but instead raised her eyebrows, looked at Zhao Yi angrily, and reprimanded angrily: "This is the peerless 'Holy Yang Fist' that is not passed on by the royal family of the Xuyang Empire, where did you steal it, and quickly recruit it!"

"Huh?" Zhao Yi frowned, then quickly let go, and said with a smile, "I didn't steal this mastery, otherwise, how would I dare to use it in the inner garden of this palace so openly? Isn't that looking for death? Do you think I look like such a stupid person?"

Hearing this, Ling Xinyue really looked at him carefully as Zhao Yi said, and then blinked twice with a pair of big watery eyes, looked at Zhao Yi a little cutely, and muttered, "Hmm, you really don't look like such a stupid person." ”

Looking at the appearance of the girl in front of him, Zhao Yi couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this girl, isn't she an iron hanhan?

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhao Yi still had a righteous and awe-inspiring look on his face: "Look, I have said that I am not that kind of person, how can I secretly learn from your royal family?"

"Mmmm, you really don't look like that kind of person. Ling Xinyue nodded her little head again and again.

After a while, Ling Xinyue reacted, and looked at Zhao Yi vigilantly and said, "No, since you didn't learn it secretly, then how did you know this master? This 'Holy Yang Fist' is the secret of my royal family of the Rising Sun Empire, how did you learn it?" Hurry up, recruit from the truth!"

Looking at Ling Xinyue's puffing appearance, Zhao Yi couldn't help but have the idea of teasing this girl in his heart, and when his eyes rolled at the moment, he smiled and said: "Princess, here's the thing, when I was not yet in the Tianzun realm, I cultivated in a mountain forest, and I worked very hard. ”

"I know that you are cultivating hard, otherwise you wouldn't be so powerful at such a young age, hurry up, pick it up and say!" Ling Xinyue's face couldn't help but darken, even if he said something.

This guy lets you talk about things, why do you still talk nonsense?

"Princess, this is your fault, if you don't tell the cause and effect of the matter, then the story will sound like a fake! ”

Zhao Yi said seriously, and then continued: "Later, I cultivated in that mountain forest for a long time, and my strength became stronger and stronger, and finally one day, an old man appeared in front of me, saying that he had been watching me for three months......

"Three months? This old man is really idle, he has nothing to watch others cultivate, and he has been watching it for so long. Hearing this, Ling Xinyue couldn't help but interrupt Zhao Yi and complained speechlessly.

Looking at the other party's reaction, a smile flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes, and he echoed: "Yes, who said it wasn't? That old man is indeed boring enough." "Odd book e-book

"What happened later, what happened later?" Ling Xinyue asked.

"Later, the old man said that I practiced very hard, my strength was also very strong, and my talent was also very high, so he wanted to accept me as a personal disciple and teach me a unique learning. Zhao Yi continued to make it up.

"Is he going to accept you as a disciple?" Ling Xinyue blinked her eyes and asked, this sounds too mysterious, right? Since I was cultivating, an old man came out and said that he wanted to accept you as a disciple after he took a fancy to you, and this old man had seen you cultivate for three months before, this ???

"That's right, after that, he took me as a disciple, and passed on to me a set of peerless skills, that is, the fist technique I just used, how did I know that it was the secret of your Rising Sun Empire? If I knew, then I would definitely not use it in front of you. Zhao Yi said with an innocent face.

Ling Xinyue tilted her little head thoughtfully, obviously thinking about whether this was a stealing school, and maybe she was still thinking about which elder of her own family the old man who suddenly appeared to teach Zhao Yi to learn a master's lesson.

"Who could it be?" The cute princess still looked puzzled, and she really couldn't think of any elder from the family who matched the image Zhao Yi said.

At this time, a majestic voice came with a smile: "Yue'er, don't think about it anymore, there is no such old man at all, this kid is bluffing you!"

Before the words fell, there were already two figures who walked to the edge of the martial arts platform unhurriedly, and it was Ling Xuri and Ling Wushuang, who were still on the high platform.

"Hmm..... Huh?" Ling Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then raised her head sharply and looked at the person who came, "Father, what did you just say?"

"I just said, there is no such old man, these are all made up by Zhao Yi, this kid, you are such a big person, even this kind of story full of leaks can be believed. Ling Xuri looked at his little daughter with a smile and a faint reproachful tone, and his face was also a little speechless.

"You dare to tease this princess? unforgivable, ahh

"The princess forgives the sins, the princess forgives the sins!" Zhao Yi kept retreating while resisting Ling Xinyue's attack, and kept shouting, "Your Majesty, take a hand!"

"Hmph, you yourself want to lie and coax Yue'er, I don't care about you, you can just bear it!" Ling Xuri snorted lightly, looking at the two of them with a faint smile, with a faint doting in his eyes.

At this moment, Ling Xuri seemed to regard Zhao Yi as Ling Jiuxiao, watching the brother and sister fight.

After a long time, Ling Xinyue listened with a slight breath, looking at Zhao Yi, whose breath was not chaotic at all, Ling Xinyue snorted hatefully, and then looked at Ling Xuri: "Father, where did his 'Holy Yang Fist' come from, this matter is very important, you have to investigate." ”

Ling Xuri rubbed Ling Xinyue's head dotingly, and said with a smile: "There is absolutely no problem with the origin of Zhao Yi's Holy Yang Fist, this is already clear to the emperor, so you don't have to worry about this." ”

"Oh. Ling Xinyue replied in a low voice, and glanced at Zhao Yi viciously.