When Yu Yueyue was pulled to the boat with a rope, her consciousness had slowly recovered, but her chest, stomach and even trachea were occupied by the river. I want to push out the excess river water with all my might, but I can't use half of my strength in my whole body, and I can't start with it.

I only heard a group of people arguing, the voice was familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was. I just want to sleep in a daze, as if as long as I fall asleep, the world will be completely quiet.

But the body is unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, and shouting hoarsely, it will not be willing to fall!

With a bang, it was the four words "willing to fall" that made her return to her main god, her consciousness returned, and the obsession in her heart broke the nameless shackles. opened his eyes suddenly, and only heard Ye Congwen complaining that he couldn't even swim when he was dozens of years old.

Yes, this is the voice, the voice that puts the word "self-depravity" on the lips at this moment. pulled himself out of the confusion, others may not be aware of the danger just now, but he was like a world away, and he really walked around the ghost gate.

If you don't have any worries just now and fall asleep by your temperament, I'm afraid you'll never wake up again. I just wanted to see that this person had inadvertently saved his life, and I didn't care about him anymore.

Suddenly I heard a sentence that a person who was dozens of years old still couldn't swim, as if he had been suddenly pricked by someone, he instinctively bounced up, and sat on the ground and wanted to refute the question:

"Who is dozens of years old?

Which one is a few tens of years old?

Which eye do you see I'm dozens of years old? ”

It's a pity that the sound blocked the river, and he opened his mouth wide and howled for a long time, but not a single syllable came out, so he had to spray water on Ye Congwen's face in a hurry, like the Yangtze River, gushing endlessly.

"If you can't win, there's no need to spit in my face!"

Ye Congwen shouted with disgust, this woman is just cautious, and if she can't win a fight, she will spit on someone to seek psychological balance.

Ordinary people spit out a mouthful or two of water, how can anyone spray several catties like her! It's hot and sticky, don't you even squirt out your morning meal, right?

Ye Congwen hurriedly wiped his face with his clothes, and after wiping it for a long time, he felt still slimy, so he had no choice but to choose a fierce man to plunge into the river.

Yu Yueyue gradually became conscious after spitting water, and the previous events were presented in her mind one by one, vividly.

Holding Ye Congwen (strong) kiss again, and spitting saliva in his face, the most outrageous thing is that this guy actually dislikes himself to the point of jumping into the river! This makes the first beauty who is usually held in the palm of everyone's hand as a pearl embarrassed.

was embarrassed and indignant for a while, and he was already weak after drowning before, so he stretched his legs and simply pretended to be dead.

"Yueyue! Yue Yue ......"

Third Uncle Yu saw that his niece had fainted, and hurriedly reached out to probe his breath, but fortunately it was just a fainting reaction, just rest for a while.

"Go and get the lady's chaise longue out."

Instructed the two maids to take care of Yu Yueyue, looked at Ye Congwen who was washing his face in the river, suddenly dark clouds were over, and he sneered at Ye Congwen:

"Ye Congwen, when are you going to wash it? There are still two competitions to pass like this! ”

"I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Ye Congwen's anger in his stomach didn't have a place to dissipate, so he pulled the rope and got on the side of the boat in three or two steps, and said angrily:

"Which of you is the best to fight? Hurry up and stand up for me, and I'll go home for dinner after beating you! ”

"Ma San, go up and teach this disciple a good lesson for your young lady, if you can't win, you can go home and retire!"

Third Uncle Yu is really angry, since my niece is unconscious, I, who is an uncle, must avenge her.

"Little brother, please advise!" A long-faced fierce man stepped out, with a strong figure and knotted muscles, standing in front of Ye Congwen with enough breath. With a bang, the shirt on the upper body was torn apart, the muscles were sharp and angular, like a knife splitting an axe, and a sky-shattering cheer suddenly sounded around him.

"Are you going to show everyone a chest breaker?

If you wait a while, I'll ask my people to come and watch the show, and you usually have to charge money to watch this thing in the county seat. ”

The guard named Ma San finally realized his young lady's anger, this kid's mouth is really tearing! People who are not good at words often like to prove their strength with their actions.

Like a tiger predatoring, he jumped three or four meters in one step, pinched his fingers into a fist and slammed into a fist towards Ye Congwen, and shouted with anticipation on his face:

"Let me come to meet your Ye Clan's Wind Breaking Fist!"

Before the words were finished, the punch came first, both offensive and defensive, relying on the right and defending, and there seemed to be countless back-up moves. Ye Congwen didn't dare to resist rashly, so he could only guide left and right, pointing east and west, intending to disrupt his tricks, find flaws and attack his unpreparedness, and try to defeat the enemy with one move.

The two of you come and go left and right conflicts, Ma San's moves are skillful, slow and urgent, often the moves are not used before the old ones switch moves, sometimes urgent and slow, unpredictable.

Ye Congwen relied on his flexible footsteps, his strength exploded quickly, and he swayed from side to side in pinching Ma San's moves throughout the whole process, and the trick of unloading force was used appropriately by him. It was stuck to Ma San's hands like kraft candy, and it was expected that the move was so fast that none of the thirty-six moves touched Ye Congwen's body.

Compared with Ye Congwen's light and light wind, Ma San gradually began to be anxious, his mentality was unstable, and his moves blindly sought speed and fierceness. On the surface, it seems that the fight is vigorous, but in fact, it is already in the waning mountains, and the punches are fierce and fierce, which greatly violates the theme of the 36-style Ma Jia boxing that is both offensive and defensive.

Ye Congwen saw that Ma San had lost his rules, and the corners of his mouth rarely showed a bright smile, and he repelled Ma San with one palm, folded his palm into a fist, and said with a smile:

"Your thirty-six-style Ma family boxing has been fought twice, it's my Ye clan's wind-breaking boxing performance."

Without waiting for Ma San to answer, Ye Congwen Lianzhu attacked the past, the Wind Breaking Fist was originally created by the Ye giants, paying attention to fast attack and fast fighting, coupled with the brute strength and fierce physique of the giants of the two clans, giving people a sense of oppression that the mountain rain is about to come.

Although Ye does not have an advantage in terms of stylistic type, after the improvement of the two-color ginseng, he feels that his strength is close to the minimum standard level of the clan. He is not tall but flexible and fickle, playing a chic and elegant feeling that is different from the clansmen, which is very ornamental.

The surrounding spectators let out surprised sighs from time to time, the Mu clan people were quite satisfied with Ye Congwen's performance, looking at the Yu family guards who were retreating, a sense of pride arose, why Ye Congwen's body still had half of the Mu clan's blood flowing.

Only Ye Wushu frowned, his height and weight could not meet the double standard standard set by himself, and he would suffer a loss after all if he fought, no matter how complicated and fancy the kung fu moves were, the ultimate goal was to defeat the opponent. Naturally, the faster the better, a move to defeat the enemy is no better, the time drags on to consume physical strength, and secondly, the danger factor increases, what if the opponent makes a dark move?

Just like the situation in front of him, if Ma San, who is at the level of a martial artist, is replaced by a master at the level of a grandmaster, after a long time, when Ye Cong's stylistic strength declines, he will only be beaten.

But fortunately, it was just a martial arts, and it was a sure thing to win this guard with Ye Congwen's strength, and the beautiful movements also added a lot to the Wind Breaking Fist, at least from the surprise in the eyes of the Yu family.

Ye Congwen was very happy, and the one hundred singles and eight style wind-breaking fists made the melons ripe in his hands. The overwhelming fist smashed into Ma San like a torrential rain, Ma San staggered, his body was unstable, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled out on his bronzed skin.

A clear-eyed person knows at a glance that his physical strength has been overdrawn to the limit, and if he grits his teeth and holds it up, there is a chance that he will hold back internal injuries.

Suddenly, a pair of emaciated hands blocked Ye Congwen's twelve punches, and the shock made Ye Congwen's fists feel a faint pain. Ye Congwen immediately took three steps back, silently looked at Yu Yueyue's third uncle, and said nothing.

"The little brother already has the fighting strength and consciousness of the grandmaster at a young age, this kind of talent, I have seen and searched all over Wanquan County, and there are no five people, and the old man's skills are itching, and I can't help but want to play and have a good time, and I hope that the little brother will be perfect."

Ye Congwen's fists ached faintly, and when he looked at Third Uncle Yu again, he was not shocked and looked calm, so he knew that he was a master. If you really want to fight him, the outcome is unpredictable, and there is no need to try risky things.

Besides, he won two of the three games, and in this competition, Ye Congwen had already won an overwhelming victory on behalf of Tieta Village, which was regarded as a successful completion of the task, and shouted impatiently:

"Forget it, we have won two games, you are guests, you still have to give face, our tower village has always been hospitable, and doing business pays attention to harmony and wealth.

Besides, your old man is an elder, and it is not a glorious thing for you to win, let's meet friends with wine, I haven't eaten a bite of food after a busy day, I'm hungry, so I'll go eat first! Drink slowly. ”

Ye Congwen went up the mountain to collect medicine at dawn, and indeed he hadn't eaten a meal for a day, and his stomach was indeed rumbling with hunger, thinking about taking the opportunity to slip away.

"Brother Congwen, I stewed fresh chicken soup for you, and I'll fight them when you're full."

Coincidentally, the pigeon bean sprouts shouted panting with a large pot of chicken soup, sweating profusely, and glancing at Zhengye Congwen.

Ye Congwen knew the ghost thoughts of this little girl, and knew that after drinking ginseng chicken soup, her strength would double, and her combat power would explode several times that of usual in a short period of time, which was obviously a cheating weapon!

The idea is excellent, and she acts cleverly when she sees the opportunity, but this girl only guessed the beginning, but she doesn't know anything about what happened just now, don't you know that you want to stop the war from Brother Wen now?

The pigeon bean sprouts thought that Ye Congwen was embarrassed to eat here in front of everyone, but he had an idea and quickly changed his mind:

"There are no stools to sit on here, so let's go home and eat, and then we can talk to them when we are done."

How could Uncle Yu's cunning and cunning miss the opportunity, and immediately ordered the two maids:

"Bring the lady's chaise longue and coffee table over and let the little brother eat first, and then talk to me when he is full, I can still afford to wait for this time!"

"Third master, I'm afraid you're busy and forgot, Miss is still unconscious!" The two maids replied dissatisfied.

When the pigeon bean sprouts heard that Yu Yueyue was unconscious, they immediately asked in surprise:

"Sister Yueyue was fine before I left, why is she still unconscious now?

What the hell is going on? ”

Seeing that this girl was kind-hearted, Third Uncle Yu glanced at Ye Congwen intentionally or unintentionally, and sighed hatefully:

"Then I have to ask your good brother, your sister Yueyue was kicked into the river by him and almost drowned......"