Yang Zhen also recognized Hong Yi, and listening to his words, Hong Hu seemed to have challenged him, but the result was undoubtedly defeat.

"No, no, no, Pavilion Master Yang, you misunderstood, I don't dare to challenge you with these two skills. Today is me, Brother Qiao Xiu, who wants to meet you, and I am just responsible for leading the way. ”

After listening to Yang Zhen's words, Hong Yi didn't dare to pick it up, and quickly moved out of Qiao Xiu, the main owner.

"Oh, your name is Qiao Xiu, young man, and you have a good body and bones. ”

After listening to Hong Yi's words, Yang Zhen took the opportunity to shift his attention and topic to Qiao Xiu, whom he was most concerned about.

"Yes, I'm Qiao Xiu, Pavilionist Yang. ”

Qiao Xiu looked at Yang Zhen and nodded generously in acknowledgement, and then said hello to the other party.

"This is my eldest brother Qiao Feng. ”

Then Qiao Xiu didn't forget to introduce his eldest brother.

"Hello Pavilion Master Yang. ”

Qiao Feng also hurriedly said hello.

"Well, you're okay too. I don't know what you are doing with me? Do you want to apprentice, do you want to enroll in a class to learn martial arts, or do you want to come to the gym to challenge me?"

Yang Zhen's last question was a bit sharp, but it was actually a kind of temptation.

The first answer he wanted to see most in his heart was.

"It's too important to say that the kicking hall is serious, I just took the liberty to come here this time just to ask Pavilion Master Yang for some advice. ”

When Qiao Xiu saw the main master, he naturally didn't want to talk nonsense, and directly explained his intention.

"So you're here to challenge me?"

Listening to Qiao Xiu's words, Yang Zhen was a little disappointed in his heart, but he did not give up the idea of accepting apprentices.

"Well, sort of. ”

Qiao Xiu was asked by the other party, although he felt that the word challenge was too blunt, but he still admitted it.

"Hmph, you young people really don't know how to respect the old and love the young, and you want to challenge me, an old man, at every turn. This is not good for me at all, why do you think I must accept your challenge?"

Yang Zhen asked rhetorically with an unhappy look.

"Uh......"

was asked by him, Qiao Xiu really couldn't answer, and was a little speechless.

You said that if you are an ordinary martial arts hall owner, you may be worried about smashing your own signboard if you don't accept the challenge of others. But the Yang Zhenyang Pavilion Master in front of him did not have any such concerns.

In Maocheng, he is one of the strongest warriors. Although there are a few people who are stronger than him, they are not martial artists, but cultivators of other schools.

Unless there is a foreign warrior Raptor, the dragon crosses the river, there is no warrior in Maocheng who is his opponent.

This prestige is not blown out, but has been fought hard with his fists in the past few decades.

Therefore, if Yang Zhen says that he doesn't want to accept so-and-so's challenge one day, others will definitely not think that Yang Zhen is timid and dare not fight, but that he is in a bad mood and doesn't want to fight, it's so domineering and so simple.

"Pavilion Master Yang, in fact, I just want to come and see the famous Eight Desolation Fist, if I really want to say that the challenge is beyond my strength. If the owner of the museum can fulfill my little wish, Qiao Xiu will be grateful. ”

Qiao Xiu thought about it, and in the end, he could only change his euphemism and say the request.

"You want to see my Eight Desolation Fists, yes, but what if you lose?"

Yang Zhen said that he could meet Qiao Xiu's request, and at the same time raised another question.

If someone who knows Yang Zhen is here, he can see at a glance that this old man has begun to set up a trap for Qiao Xiu.

Then they may complain in their hearts: "This bad old man, very bad." ”

Of course, I can only complain in my heart, and I will never dare to say it in person.

"Ahh And Pavilion Master Yang, if you always fight me seriously, I will lose 100%. ”

Qiao Xiu didn't know what Yang Zhen was going to do in his heart, so he felt a little inexplicable about his question.

Could it be that if you lose, if you lose, you will be left here for a few days to be taught?

Qiao Xiu guessed in his heart, but he didn't know that the crooked fight was right.

However, they didn't just want to keep him by his side to teach for a few days, but they wanted to take him in as a closed disciple.

Just take a look, just look at the qualifications to accept people as apprentices, which seems to be a bit of a joke in the eyes of others, but not for Yang Zhen.

Because of the character problems of the apprentices that others are worried about, it is easy for him to understand them afterwards.

He wants to accept someone as an apprentice, and that must be the person's qualifications that can enter his eyes. Later, if this person's character is also good, then everyone will naturally be happy.

If the person is of bad character, he can also give up the apprenticeship at the end.

If this person's character is extremely bad or even extremely evil, then it is simpler, he can directly get rid of him, lest this person rely on his talent to become stronger and harm people everywhere.

"Why don't you open your mind. Let me just say it, you come to challenge me, if you lose, should you pay a price?"

Seeing Qiao Xiu's look of being a little confused, Yang Zhen directly pointed out the meaning of his words.

"Uh, then Pavilion Master Yang, tell me, what price will I pay if I lose?"

Hearing Yang Zhen say this, Qiao Xiu felt a little drumming in his heart.

No, they all said that the owner of this Yang Pavilion is very good, so I don't think he should be too embarrassed for me.

The thought of retreating a little just now in his heart, Qiao Xiu quickly suppressed it.

"Well, let's do it, you fight with me, if you lose, how about promising me one thing? Don't worry, it won't be something illegal and against your conscience, it must be within your ability. ”

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Zhen finally revealed his "old fox tail".

"That's it, that's good, I agreed, please teach the Yang Pavilion Master. ”

Qiao Xiu thought about it, and didn't find any loopholes and traps in the other party's words, so he agreed.

"Okay, then it's settled, you guys come in with me first. ”

After Yang Zhen finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the door of the Eight Desolation Martial Arts Pavilion.

Qiao Xiu and the three of them glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

"The owner. ”

"Good afternoon, owner. ”

"You're here, master?!"

......

Entering the interior of the Eight Desolation Martial Arts Hall, you can see a huge martial arts training ground and many disciples and students wearing the Eight Desolation Martial Arts Hall practice uniforms.

Along the way, they met many students, and while they greeted Yang Zhen, they also looked at Qiao Xiu and the three of them curiously.

Yang Zhen would also respond gently to these greeting students one by one.

However, he didn't stop at the martial arts training ground outside, but directly took the three of them to his private martial arts training ground.

It is also a super-large office with its own martial arts training ground, which is different from the modern luxury of Tie Niu, and Yang Zhen's style is more antique.

Many of the things inside, including chairs, sofas, bookshelf furnishings, and even various equipment in the martial arts training ground, are all in the style of the ancient Huahan Kingdom.

"Okay, no one bothering here, let's have a fight. ”

After entering the house, Yang Zhen was more direct than Qiao Xiu, and there was nothing polite about you sitting down for a while and taking a sip of tea, so he was ready to fight directly.

"Okay, please give me advice. ”

Qiao Xiu naturally has no opinion on this.

Then the two came to the martial arts training ground next to them, standing opposite each other, and the battle was about to break out.

"Boy, you know that my martial arts name is Eight Desolation Fist, so do you know what Eight Desolation Fist is?"

Before the fight, Yang Zhen suddenly asked such a question.

"The Eight Desolations originally referred to the eight directions, and later referred to the world?"

Qiao Xiu didn't know why the other party asked like this, but he still answered according to his literary common sense.

"Well, that's right, the Eight Desolations refer to the world, so how big do you think this world, or this world, is?"

Yang Zhen continued to ask a little marginal question, and Qiao Xiu was a little puzzled when he heard it.

"Well, well, I don't know, because what I know is probably just the tip of the iceberg of the world. ”

Inexplicably, Qiao Xiu thought of the previous global vision and the Croft continent in Lynn's memory, and felt more and more that the real world was bigger than he imagined.

"Yes, the world is infinite, maybe the world is as big as your heart. ”

After listening to Qiao Xiu's answer, Yang Zhen seemed to sigh in agreement.

"Then let's take a look at what the Eight Desolation Fist is. ”

Yang Zhen then finished speaking, and then made a move.

I saw him clenching his fist with one hand and raising it gently, just such a simple action, which made his momentum change dramatically in an instant.

In Qiao Xiu's perception, the old man, who was originally not tall or strong, began to become tall and thick, like a mountain peak, like the earth.

Finally, in a trance, Qiao Xiu seemed to see a vast world.

Immediately after, the world moved and ran over him.

He was scared, frightened, and tried to dodge, only to find himself completely unable to move.

"Ahh

The feeling that his fate was in the hands of others and that he couldn't help himself became extremely angry, and then he let out a roar from his heart, and finally broke free from the five senses that were bound with all his might.

It's a pity that the winner is already clear at this time.

"You've lost, kid. ”

I don't know when, Yang Zhen was already standing in front of Qiao Xiu, and his fist was only half a finger away from Qiao Xiu's forehead.

In other words, if it was a life-and-death struggle, Qiao Xiu would have died tragically with a headshot.

"Huhu! Pavilion Master Yang, this is ...... just now"

After Yang Zhen withdrew his fist, Qiao Xiu, who was already sweating profusely, panted and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, wanting to ask what kind of martial arts this was.

It's too powerful, just relying on momentum to let yourself fall into a boundless illusion and can't extricate yourself, this kind of magical martial arts has gone beyond the means of silver-level warriors and even silver-level mages in Lynn's memory, probably only a strong person above the gold level can do it.

Could it be that Yang Zhen is a gold-level transcendent martial artist? This is too incredible, right?

How long has the global anomaly been happening, and how is it possible for a gold-level powerhouse to appear in the real world so quickly?

Thinking of the situation of Yang Zhen that Tie Niu introduced to him not long ago, Qiao Xiu had the urge to go back and spray him in the face.

The gods are special first-order transcendent, and the gods may have broken through to the second-order.

Is this something that a first-order or second-order transcendent can do?

That bastard also said that he had supported more than ten tricks in Yang Zhen's hands? Lie to you, unless someone teases you.

"You said this just now, it's nothing, it's just the fist intent that I have comprehended by practicing the Eight Desolations Fist all my life. You should understand the boxing intention, young people don't all like to read novels, and there are many descriptions of this kind of setting in novels. ”

Faced with Qiao Xiu's anxious inquiry, Yang Zhen replied lightly.

Does this thing really exist?

After listening to Yang Zhen's words, Qiao Xiu was stunned again.

As an old bookworm who has read countless novels, he has naturally heard of this thing. But it's a little hard to accept that such a fantasy thing appears in front of me like this.

"That's right, fist intent, to put it bluntly, it's just a momentum condensed by people through their spirits. The stronger the spirit and spirit, the deeper the comprehension, and the stronger the momentum. ”

Yang Zhen continued to explain.

"So what is your current state?"

After listening to Yang Zhen's words, Qiao Xiu finally asked the question he was most concerned about.

"I, according to the official division, the energy level belongs to the transcendent second order, but because I comprehended the fist intent in advance, I can be regarded as getting the key to enter the transcendent third order, and the spiritual will can barely be regarded as a half-step transcendent third order. ”

In this regard, Yang Zhen did not hide it and said it directly.

Transcendent second order, half-step transcendent third order!

After hearing this, both Qiao Xiu and Qiao Feng and Hong Yi, who had been stunned for a long time not far away, had only one feeling in their hearts.

You're an old, you're a big cow.

There is no doubt that Yang Zhen is definitely a hidden super god in Maocheng, more than ten times more powerful than the rumors in the outside world.

"Alright, boy, these things go on and on, so let's talk about our agreement. According to the agreement, you will compete with me, and if you lose, you will promise me one thing, right?"

Yang Zhen did so much just to accept Qiao Xiu as a closed disciple, so he stopped Qiao Xiu's question in time and brought the topic to this.

"Well, yes, that's right. Then may I ask my senior, what do you want me to do?"

As for what Yang Zhen, the great god, would ask him to do, Qiao Xiu was also a little curious at the moment.

"Hey......

Yang Zhen looked at Qiao Xiu and smiled first, his expression was a little obscene, so frightened that Qiao Xiu almost shuddered. Then he said his ultimate purpose.

"It's simple, boy, take me as a teacher.