Yang Ting immediately understood that this young man was not here to kick the gym.

It's that his own apprentice has offended people.

This apprentice is not responsible and acts domineering and arrogant.

Even if you practice martial arts with yourself, it will only be a period of convergence.

After learning a little, he swaggered again and gathered a lot of younger brothers.

It's nothing, men have to be ruthless.

Although Wang Yuanzhi has good bones, he practiced martial arts too late, and he needs this crazy arrogance to make up for it.

When he was young, he was more ruthless than Wang Yuanzhi, and when he was 40 years old, he settled down and founded a martial arts gym in this small Nanxian County.

"Oh, that's right." Yang Ting smiled slightly, looking Ye Xiaofan up and down, "If the apprentice makes a mistake, the master must be responsible." ”

"But, little brother, don't you report to your family first? The circle of martial artists is not large, and I Yang Ting has walked for many years and has traveled widely. ”

"Maybe I'm going to be a little bit lighter."

"Master......" Wang Yuanzhi swallowed his saliva, extremely panicked.

Master underestimated this person, and he wanted to remind him.

But Yang Ting saw that Ye Xiaofan had no reaction, so he waved his hand and scolded Wang Yuanzhi, "Get away, useless things!" ”

Then, he put on a gossip posture, "The young man is arrogant and doesn't know what to do, do you really think I can't help you?" With that palm just now, only I have five successes! ”

"If you want revenge, let your parents come over!"

Stepping on the Bagua step, the body is light and flexible, moving in circles, flying with both palms, sometimes masculine and sometimes feminine.

There is a strange wind that lingers in the palms.

Wang Yuanzhi implied anticipation, but when he thought of Ye Xiaofan's finger, he suddenly became uneasy again.

That finger is like the inner strength that Master yearns for!

Inner martial artists, practice the mind, and practice a breath inside.

It is divided into three realms: mortal strength, true strength, and super martial arts, each of which is divided into three small levels: front, middle and back.

In the later stage of mortal strength, internal force will be generated.

Wang Yuanzhi has been cultivating for eight years, and only then can he reach the late stage of mortal strength, cultivating a wisp of internal strength, and his strength has changed.

And his master, a character in the middle stage of Zhenjin, has a majestic internal force.

Ten Wang Yuanzhi are not Yang Ting's opponents.

But what he was uneasy about was listening to what the master said.

If you don't reach the super martial realm for a day, no matter how majestic the internal force is, it can only operate in the body, strengthen yourself to a certain extent, and make it possible to open the stele and crack the stone, and fly the eaves and walk the wall.

It is rumored that in the Super Martial Realm, the top master of the honorific grandmaster, the internal force is further transformed, so that the internal force can be released, picking leaves and flying flowers, and hurting people invisibly.

Wang Yuanzhi fell into a hesitation and entanglement, and with his knowledge, he knew very little about martial artists.

Most of the things he knew were narrated by Yang Ting.

The most powerful person I have ever seen, that is, Yang Ting's level, among these people, they are all fifty or sixty years old, and Yang Ting is the youngest.

It is impossible to make an accurate judgment on the strength of the two.

……

When Wang Yuanzhi was hesitating.

Yang Ting, who had been moving in circles with gossip steps, had not yet launched an attack, and his face gradually changed.

Ye Xiaofan stood tall and motionless, seemingly unable to keep up with Yang Ting's movements, and there were flaws everywhere.

But it gave Yang Ting a sense of powerlessness that he couldn't start.

More than 40 years of battles, large and small, forged a strong sense of battle and intuition.

The uneasy and dangerous signals that came back made his heart beat sharply, his blood churned, and gradually turned into a trace of fear.

If it drags on any longer, he may not even have the courage to make a move.

Evil door, too evil door!

Yang Ting paused, reached the rear of Ye Xiaofan, and suddenly jumped out.

The White Snake spits letters!

The palm technique is ghostly, like a poisonous snake that pounces out of the shadows and eats people, stabbing at Ye Xiaofan's neck.

This is the fastest and most ruthless move in the hands of Bagua, and the enemy is often either dead or maimed.

Yang Ting rarely used.

Ye Xiaofan seemed to be slow and fast, and turned around.

The last to come first, the unpretentious grasping, but like a hunting net, ejected out.

Under Yang Ting's horrified gaze, Ye Xiaofan's white and delicate hand seemed to be carefully maintained, containing terrifying power, instantly crushing the internal force that wrapped Yang Ting's palm.

Kala!

Ye Xiaofan grabbed Yang Ting's calloused palm and twisted his backhand.

Yang Ting's five fingers were all twisted in the opposite direction, and the joints were broken.

Yang Ting let out a muffled snort in pain and pulled back, trying to distance himself by gossip steps.

Ye Xiaofan stepped out in one step, spanning several meters, following him like a shadow, close to Yang Ting.

Yang Ting was frightened, but there was no way to avoid it, so he could only use his internal force, all of which were condensed in his chest to protect the vital point.

A palm slapped on Yang Ting's chest.

Condensed with all his strength, he should have been able to withstand the strong internal force of hundreds of catties of fist strength, but after resisting for a moment, it collapsed.

Rumble!

Yang Ting shot out backwards at a faster speed, slamming into the wall.

The whole person was paralyzed and weak, and slowly slid down, and a large circular pit was sunken in the wall.

"Master!" Wang Yuanzhi exclaimed.

He worried about winning or losing the battle.

But I didn't expect that the master would be defeated with one move!

In front of this person, there is no difference between the master and himself, and he only uses one trick in the same way!

Yang Ting's throat agitated, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and stood up with difficulty, his eyes were complicated.

A mix of shock, fear, disbelief, and other emotions.

"Thank you, little brother, for your mercy!"

This mysterious young man can defeat his internal force protective body, and his strength must be far superior to him.

At least the characters in the later stages of Zhenjin.

If you really want to kill him, just now, if you hit the dantian, he will be crippled if he doesn't die!

Therefore, Yang Ting's heart was turbulent, but he bowed and confessed at the first time.

Ye Xiaofan was thoughtful, the effect of this palm was slightly lower than his expectations.

He had tried to break the number of sternums with brute force, but most of them were unloaded by a force.

Obviously, this pair of masters and apprentices both practiced special exercises that were different from Aoki Jue.

Probably qigong, internal force and other forces, right?

I didn't expect these things to exist.

Of course, he hasn't used Aoki's qi yet, and the power is more than that.

Ye Xiaofan's face was not revealed, he glanced at Wang Yuanzhi, and once again poked a finger out of the air.

The energy breaks through the air.

Tear and pull!

The bullet-like air mass pierced Wang Yuanzhi's ears.

Blood and minced flesh splattered.

"Ahh Wang Yuanzhi covered his ears and screamed endlessly.

"Give you three days, how did you beat my father, and I have to double the reward to the behind-the-scenes mastermind!"

"I can't do it, next time I'll ask you for your other ear!"

Ye Xiaofan didn't look at Yang Ting, who was stunned, he turned around and walked out.

"Grandmaster, he's a grandmaster?!"

When Ye Xiaofan's figure disappeared at the door.

Yang Ting was like being stepped on by his tail, he exclaimed, and his whole body trembled.

Wang Yuanzhi's face turned pale, and he stood up with difficulty, his eyes were resentful, and he looked at the door.

Syllable!

Yang Ting slapped Wang Yuanzhi in the face.

"Division...... Master......"

"Brute!" Yang Ting was angry, "Damn, I was almost killed by you!" How dare you provoke the Grandmaster?! ”

"You don't have the idea of revenge, do you? Tell you, if you dare to have the slightest thought, Lao Tzu will definitely kill you! ”

"I ......" Wang Yuanzhi was speechless, sobering up a little, where did he have the strength to retaliate.

It's just that he is also very aggrieved.

With his current status, he doesn't have to take this kind of job to make money at all.

Follow the master and go to fight black boxing, and make no less than this.

The dividends of many disco bars are enough for him to be chic.

In recent years, it is true that there are very few black jobs.

It's just that this time the business introduced by an acquaintance, he thought it was just a beating up of a country boy.

It's simple, earn 100,000 yuan.

It's good to let the little brother out of the horse.

What do you think......

is obviously a young man in the countryside, and he will have such terrifying strength.

"Fortunately, this young grandmaster is not serious about killing, otherwise, there will be no consequences if he destroys us all over the world!"

Yang Ting's voice trembled.

The Grandmaster is almost a legendary existence, and has privileges that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

The first time I had a close encounter with a grandmaster, it turned out to be this situation.

He didn't want to have a second encounter.