The little old man couldn't help but ask, "You don't even ask about anything, do you really have no curiosity at all?"

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment and said, "No, it's not like I'm not interested in anything."

The little old man said excitedly, "What are you interested in, say it, maybe I can help you."

Ye Gucheng said very seriously, "You must be able to."

The little old man looked at Ye Gucheng's expression, and couldn't help but straighten his face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ye Gucheng said, "What I'm most curious about is how high your martial arts are."

The little old man's heart fluttered: "Is this a challenge to yourself?"

The little old man said, "You can try."

Ye Gucheng asked cautiously, and the little old man answered very cautiously. Ye Gucheng's prudence is because of awe in his heart, and the prudence of the little old man is because he cannot afford to lose.

The two had long had the idea of trying each other's depths, but no one dared to bring it up casually, and in the end, Ye Gucheng couldn't help but make the topic clear first.

Neither of them spoke, and the air froze.

Ye Gucheng silently used toad skills, and his momentum kept rising, and he didn't need to lie on the ground so indecently now.

The little old man was secretly frightened, he had never seen a person's momentum rise so fast.

Ye Gucheng suddenly opened his mouth, and with a "wow" sound, a wave of qi pushed towards the little old man with his palms.

The little old man choked for a while.

I saw that the little old man's palms had more than doubled, red and purple, and the big handprint was hard to connect Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng's palm is the condensation of his life's work, and there is no intention of temptation.

Although the description of the little old man's martial arts in the original book is extremely terrifying, Ye Gucheng is confident that his martial arts that he has practiced for hundreds of years will not lose to anyone, and his experience in fighting is unmatched, and the only thing to worry about is skill.

At this time, Ye Gucheng was nearly forty years old, and the little old man was more than sixty. In the past, Ye Gucheng would not think about problems like this, even Zhang Sanfeng's century-old skills were not afraid.

But the little old man was described by Gu Long too exaggeratedly, and in the end there was not even an ending. It's because it's unreasonable to write it, unless he wins a big victory, so in the end, it's not over.

The two of them touched each other with their palms, and there was a muffled sound of "bang", like a bomb exploding, Ye Gucheng's hut was suddenly torn apart, and a huge wave of air razed the hut to the ground.

Ye Gucheng's figure shook and he took a step back.

The little old man's face turned red, and then faded.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were red, his palms and feet were shaking, and the little old man just stood there motionless with a solemn expression.

This loud bang immediately attracted all the people on the island again, and looking at the posture of the two, they knew that they had made a move.

After watching for a long time, the two had no intention of fighting further, Ye Gucheng slowly calmed down, his hands and feet stopped shaking, and his eyes changed back to clear.

Ye Gucheng hugged his fists and said, "Admire! Admire!"

The little old man said, "Accept! Take!"

The little old man turned to leave, his steps were still brisk, but everyone saw a hint of solemnity.

Ye Gucheng once again shocked everyone on the island, and it was much more sensational than the Nine Hours of the Battle Palace.

The martial arts of the people on this island all come from the little old man, no one knows how high the little old man's martial arts are, but occasionally inadvertently watch the little old man make a move, these are all masters of the wind and rain level outside, but they seem so vulnerable. ….

Ye Gucheng was actually on the same level as him, wouldn't it be higher than the Ninth Young Master?

Gong Jiu's gaze at Ye Gucheng was also extremely complicated.

Ye Gucheng was also frightened, the little old man really lived up to his reputation, and his skills were above him. Thinking back on his own experience, is he also a time-traveler?

This palm contest made the little old man and Ye Gucheng feel at the bottom of their hearts, and finally there was no need to guess each other's martial arts.

The little old man took a rare pot of wine to find Ye Gucheng, and only Ye Gucheng was qualified to have a drink with him on this island.

Ye Gucheng shook his head: "I don't drink."

Little old

The head said: "You don't love wine and food, and you don't wonder about my martial arts in terms of beauty, and now that you know, you have no other pursuit in life?"

Ye Gucheng said, "My pursuit now is to defeat you."

The little old man said, "Your martial arts are completely unexpected, and it is only a matter of time before you defeat me."

Ye Gucheng sneered, "When you are old and weak?"

Although the little old man's words seem to be modest, no matter how you listen to them, they have a high taste.

Little old man: "I can't help it if I'm older than you in your twenties, and it's the same if I get old before you."

Ye Gucheng said, "I just want to defeat you when you are at your peak."

The little old man nodded, actually very understanding. He is also such a person, how can he become such a master without this momentum.

The little old man also became obsessed with power after seeing all the mountains and small mountains in martial arts.

The little old man said, "If you defeat me, will you join us?"

Ye Gucheng said, "If I can defeat you, can you still live? People are dead, and they still care about these things."

The little old man was silent, and the two of them would be earth-shattering if they shot with all their might, and no one dared to guarantee that they would be able to save their lives.

The little old man asked, "You really don't think about the task I'm talking about? It's really not a big risk for you, and it's a huge reward."

Ye Gucheng is also strange, the little old man's martial arts are above himself, and his subordinates are full of talents, why do you have to find yourself?

Ye Gucheng asked, "Why do you have to look for me?"

The little old man was silent for a moment, and then he didn't want to say anything.

Ye Gucheng said: "You still don't say it, just look at your appearance and know that it's not a trivial matter, I don't want to participate."

The little old man said, "If you don't want to do it, you still don't want to know, I'll send you back to the Central Plains."

Ye Gucheng said strangely: "Why are you willing to send me back?"

The little old man said, "What's this, there's no point in me forcing you to stay, when you figure it out, you can come back to me."

The little old man personally sent Ye Gucheng onto the boat, the beef soup followed behind him, and Shaman watched from a distance, but he didn't have the courage to rush to the front.

Ye Gucheng just glanced at the people on the island lightly, and didn't stop at anyone, so he turned around and got on the boat.

Ye Gucheng sat on the boat, but his spirit was not relaxed, and he was ready to sink the ship at any time, which is a consistent routine in martial arts, and he will sink if he takes a boat.

But Ye Gucheng didn't have the life of the protagonist, and he returned to the land all the way calmly.

Seeing that the land was approaching, Ye Gucheng felt that he was a villain. To the extent of the little old man, he and himself can be said to be sympathetic, and he wants to accept himself, not his own life.

Ye Gucheng shook his head and smiled, after more than a month, he set foot on the land of the Central Plains again.

But the moment his feet stepped on land, he suddenly felt a hint of strangeness, a murderous aura.

。.

1980s