Chapter Twenty-Six: There Are Masters!
Over the years. The son of the Ye family has never suffered such a great humiliation.
In the entire Jinghe District, who dares not to give the Ye family face!
Even if a pie falls from the sky, it is all from the Ye family!
But just one who opened a martial arts gym could beat the bodyguards he hired with a lot of money to the ground, and even one of them had a serious mental illness and covered his ass when he saw anyone.
When he was sent to the psychological clinic, the doctor's eyes were not right when he looked at Ye Gongzi.
That means that you are young and rich, how can you do this?
This bodyguard is forced to have a psychological shadow!
At that time, the psychiatrist wanted to call the police, but he was directly stopped.
This kind of behavior not only made him speechless, but also made many people who had experienced the shadow of beating cover their butts when they talked about it!
For this situation, Ye Gongzi can actually endure it!
But there's one thing I really can't bear.
Because Fang Xing directly hit the stick on his leg, he directly hit the knee into a heavy injury, even if he did surgery, he couldn't completely guarantee that it would not have the slightest impact.
Even if the best doctors in the world are involved in the treatment, the doctors still tell them directly, and there is a high probability that it will affect their lives.
Anyone who has been to the hospital knows that the doctor said that there is a high probability that he basically didn't run away.
Thinking that he might become a cripple in the future, Ye Gongzi's mentality jumped directly!
Just when it was straight into decadence.
A friend from a certain circle came to the door and said that there was a miracle doctor who had returned from studying in the Medicine King Valley and could be cured.
Not only can he heal Ye Gongzi's legs, but he even has a body of extraordinary force, the kind that really knows internal strength.
Ye Gongzi actually didn't believe these nonsense.
It wasn't until the person who was as big as himself made a move that he directly cured the leg that was still in a plaster cast, and by the way, he showed the magic of internal strength.
Later, after chatting gradually, Ye Gongzi learned that there is still the so-called ancient martial arts family in this world!
There are even thirteen needles in the ghost gate, the kind that the dead can be saved!
From that time, Ye Gongzi wanted to find some information about the martial arts master through this descending master.
Because of the relationship between a miracle doctor, this master who went down the mountain really knew a lot of people, so he set up a line with Ye Gongzi.
This is also the reason why Ye Gongzi still dared to come to the door again to look for him after learning that Jiang Yue lived in Fang Xing's house.
In the car, Ye Gongzi asked in a low voice:
"Master, no problem, right?"
Another voice said with some transcendent attitude:
"Ye Gongzi, don't worry, I also asked the martial arts family here, and there is no such person as the Fang family at all."
"With that strength of his body, maybe he learned some methods of refining the body from somewhere."
"In the eyes of those who practice internal skills, such a person is as broken as a snap of his fingers!"
In the car, a middle-aged man looked at Fang Xing standing at the door with some disdain, and walked out of the car directly.
As the middle-aged man gradually walked towards the square, the bodyguards on both sides also automatically moved out of the way.
As soon as the two sides meet.
The middle-aged man directly put on the shelf.
"Boy."
"Don't think it's great if you don't know where to order the real thing."
"There are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the world, and I will teach you a good lesson today!"
Fang Xing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, although he looked ordinary, he had the feeling of being a disciple of those outer sects.
The eyes are rhymed, the body is straight and bone-ending, and the breath is endless.
That's the spirit of practicing internal strength!
Seeing such a person, Fang Xing's face also became a little more dignified.
directly pushed Jiang Yue behind him back slightly, and then asked:
"Where is the master from, and where is the master?"
The middle-aged man calmly flicked his sleeves.
"Mixed Yuan Taiji Gate, Ma Wei's family!"
There's no need to say anything right now.
It seems that it is necessary to have a fight in order to have a good exchange.
Fang Xing also knew that he had not practiced internal strength now, and he did not know much about some related knowledge, and he had a congenital disadvantage in the face of people with internal strength.
However, Fang Xing never worried that he would lose.
The gluttonous self-cultivation of oneself is not the so-called ordinary kung fu.
That's the big guy who can travel through time to find true love in the background board!
The princess mixed the internal skills practiced by her own martial arts through this exercise, and directly humanized Little Hulk.
This exercise, even if it can only refine the body, it is also invincible in the realm of refining the body!
Seeing Fang walking down the steps, Master Ma said proudly:
"Seeing that it's not easy for you to practice martial arts, I'll let you make three moves first."
"Lest it be spread out that I am a bully of the small!"
Fang Xing nodded.
First, close your eyes and adjust the state to the best in a moment.
The moment he opened his eyes again, he directly punched at Master Ma with the fullest attitude!
Although the distance between the two sides was more than ten meters, this was only three or two steps in Fang Xing's eyes, and the people around him only saw a flash of figure, and Fang Xing's fist had already been framed by Master Ma.
Feeling that his strength to break a wall was diminished in Master Ma's hands, Fang Xing's eyes became serious again.
The second punch, make a good move.
Shake your feet, force from your legs, twist your waist, swing your arms, and punch!
The strength of this punch can be regarded as the strongest punch that Fang Xing can exert!
However, this meteor-like punch was once again blocked by Master Ma's arms folded together with a cross defense posture.
I saw Master Ma being beaten back three meters by this circle, but his body shape remained unchanged.
Fang Xing directly shook his legs.
The fist power is three points, and the leg strength is seventy.
can take a punch with all his strength, and I don't know if I can hurt this master horse with a kick with all my strength.
And Master Ma, who was keeping his hands crossed, first swallowed a mouthful of blood in his throat.
I wanted to put my hands down to transport blood and qi, but I found that the punch just now was too powerful, even if I tried my best to reduce the force with internal force, it directly shook my two arms!
With this punch just now, Master Ma began to recall the days when he learned martial arts.
At that time, my teacher also beat myself like this, as if it was because of a sudden incident that the teacher forgot to keep his hand all of a sudden.
Later, I forgot about it after lying down for a few days, and I remember that my grandmother chatted with me from time to time in those days.
As soon as he fell into memory, Master Ma was immediately brought back to his senses by the internal strength in his body.
However, when he saw Fang Xing moving his legs, he couldn't help but feel dark in front of him.
The punches are so perverted.
How bad can the leg work be!
What's more, he said that he made three moves, and Fang Xing actually made the last move to move his legs, which was a trick to force out!
Master Ma wanted to speak, but he felt that his blood and qi were about to be disordered when he opened his mouth, after all, the state of his whole body was now hanging with a mouthful of dantian qi.
At this time, you can speak casually, and before you finish speaking, you have to vomit three catties of blood!
And the other side.
Fang Xing watched Master Ma keep his posture still, and his heart was ruthless again.
You can't even break the defense!
At the moment, as soon as the soles of his feet were exerted, the flip-flops were directly rubbed away, and Fang Xing stood directly on the road barefoot.
Originally, Fang Xing was going to use flying kicks, but now he is going to try it with three consecutive kicks, and it won't make sense if it can't be broken!
"Master, this is my last move, please give me advice!"
The master forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood, and shouted with a hideous face:
"You don't ......"
"I'm not going to keep my hand!"
Seeing that Fang Xing had completely set up his posture, the master directly dispersed the internal strength of suppressing the turbulent qi and blood in his body, and shouted loudly with a roar:
"Don't the fuck come here!"