When the thief rushed down the mountain, Yang Yi noticed that something was wrong, and the other party rushed into the pavilion with a knife and slashed the two guards with one sword, Yang Yi immediately judged that the thief's cultivation was not low.

The few guards brought out by my brother-in-law were not from the City Lord's Mansion, and their cultivation was not high, and they were all martial artists at the fifth or sixth level of the Body Refining Realm.

That thief was able to slash two people with one sword, and at least he had the seventh-level cultivation of the Body Refining Realm.

The thief went straight to the middle palace, slashed at Yang Yi with one knife, and grabbed Zhao Xiaohu with the other hand, obviously not taking Yang Yi, a young man, as a thing.

Xiaohu hid behind Yang Yi, frightened and motionless.

Yang Yi looked coldly at the long knife that was split, and the cold sword light aroused Yang Yi's instinctive reaction, and his body was tense like a bow, ready to attack.

When the long knife was about to slash at the front door, Yang Yi suddenly moved, his head slightly deviated, as if he had been rehearsed, and easily avoided this knife.

The right fist, which had been ready to attack for a long time, suddenly collapsed!

It is the "half-step collapse fist" of the "collapse fist style" in the five elements of Xingyi boxing.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, not out of it, just like an arrow.

The thief didn't expect it at all, he rushed into the pavilion casually, and met a master, the knife move was old, and before he had time to change his move, he was smashed in the chest by Yang Yi's punch.

The thief screamed, and his body staggered out of the pavilion as if he had been shot by a sharp arrow, and fell down the hillside.

The knife in his hand also fell unsteadily when he fell out of the middle punch and fell to the ground.

The thief spurted blood from his mouth, fell to the ground, struggled for a long time, didn't stand up, pointed at Yang Yi with his finger, his eyes were full of horror.

"Uncle is amazing!"

Seeing that Yang Yi defeated the thief with one punch, and the other party vomited blood, and couldn't get up for a long time, Zhao Xiaohu looked at Yang Yi with admiration, and applauded again and again.

Zhao Huazhang and Yang Xiuyun also rushed to Yang Yi's side at this time, Zhao Huazhang picked up his son with an expression of the rest of his life after the catastrophe on his face, and Yang Xiuyun looked at his younger brother in surprise.

"Little brother, have you refined your internal strength?"

"Hmm. Yang Yi nodded, then looked at the thief and asked Zhao Huazhang, "Brother-in-law, what should I do with this thief?"

"Humph!"

The son was almost in danger, Zhao Huazhang is the Zhao family after all, even if he is just a scholar, his heart is full of anger.

"Arrest him for me and send him to death row in Changshan City. It is so presumptuous to dare to want to kidnap my Zhao Huazhang's son!"

The two guards who had just been chopped off, at this time, had already hated the thief to death, where would they be soft, carrying guns, went up to shine on the thieves' legs and arms, poked them a few times, and completely abolished this person.

The two then found a rope and tied up the dying thief, ready to take him down the mountain and send him to Changshan death row.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is really polite and has seen Zhao Gongzi. ”

More than a dozen monks, panting at this time, had rushed down the mountain, and when they saw the thieves being captured, they were the first middle-aged monks, with a happy look on their faces, and hurriedly walked into the pavilion and saluted Zhao Huazhang.

"Elder Zhizhen, what's going on?" Zhao Huazhang nodded and looked at Zhizhen.

Zhizhen explained: "Today coincides with the Lantern Festival temple fair, there are many benefactors who come to Lingyin Temple to offer incense, this thief saw that in the merit box, he accumulated some incense money, and actually took advantage of the night to break the merit box and steal the incense money inside, sin, sin!"

More than a dozen warrior monks, at this time, surrounded by the two guards and thieves, did not receive instructions from the first seat, and did not dare to step forward to search the thieves.

"In that case, take the money from him, and I will take him back and put him on death row. ”

Knowing what happened, Zhao Huazhang waved his hand.

One of the warrior monks walked out, groped around the thief for a while, and found a money bag, which was quite heavy, and there should be a lot of money.

"Thank you, Zhao Gongzi. Looking at the injury of this thief, it should be hit hard by a punch, this kind of fierce fist method is quite similar to my Buddhism King Kong Demon Fist, I don't know which guard in your mansion did it?"

Elder Zhizhen retrieved the incense money and did not leave immediately, but instead glanced at the people in the pavilion with great interest.

Zhao Huazhang smiled slightly, pointed at Yang Yi and said, "This is Yang Yi, the uncle of my child Xiaohu, and the thief was injured by his punch." ”

"Amitabha, he is really a hero out of a young man, a poor monk and a small benefactor is heroic and introverted, and his instruments are extraordinary, and he will be able to become a generation of heroes one day. ”

Zhizhen announced a Buddha name to Yang Yiji, and praised again and again.

"The master praised it falsely. ”

Yang Yi was neither humble nor arrogant, and returned the salute with a smile.

"If the little donor has time in the future, he might as well come to Lingyin Temple to sit down. The disciples of the Luohan Hall of this temple are also good at strong boxing, and everyone is just learning from each other. ”

Jijin smiled and extended an invitation to Yang Yi.

"I'll talk about that later. Yang Yi smiled, did not agree, and did not refuse.

These warrior monks who came down the mountain looked strong one by one, but after running such a little way, they were out of breath, which was really not good. He wasn't interested in learning from this kind of half-warrior monk.

Zhizhen glanced at Yang Yi meaningfully and left with the warrior monks.

After this episode, everyone was not in the mood to go shopping again, so they cleaned up and went down the mountain to the city.

Along the way, Yang Xiuyun praised Yang Yi for his success and encouraged him to make persistent efforts to join the Lingyun faction in the future.

Zhao Huazhang was also very grateful to his brother-in-law, and he didn't say any words of thanks, but looking at Yang Yi's eyes, he was quite appreciative.

Back in the courtyard, Yang Yi recalled today's battle and gained a lot.

Don't look at the thief, only one hand-to-hand, but there is a lot of way in this.

When a master makes a move, the winner or loser is often between one move.

If it weren't for the days of penance, the combat power would skyrocket, and when encountering today's situation, Yang Yi would only be in danger.

And if it weren't for the thief who underestimated Yang Yi and caused him to be careless, with his sword skills and cultivation, Yang Yi would probably be difficult to take him down with one move.

Yang Yi ended the gains and losses, and after simply cleaning up, he jumped into the courtyard again and practiced Xingyi Boxing.

After beating the five-style boxing method one after another, Yang Yi closed his fist, and his face showed surprise.

"The fist collapse style is actually a big success, it seems that it is not a good thing to just hide at home and blindly practice hard, only by practicing the moves and participating in the actual combat can you improve the realm combat power faster. ”

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After the Lantern Festival, the Changshan Martial Arts Institute also officially opened.

Yang Yi got up early in the morning, and according to the usual practice, after practicing Pile Gong and Changshan Boxing, he cleaned up and left the small courtyard.

At the gate of the martial arts courtyard, all kinds of carriages were parked.

In addition to the parents and students of the primary and intermediate classes, there are also many teenagers and parents who want to sign up today to participate in the new student assessment of Changshan Martial Arts Academy. The crowds are crowded, shoulder to shoulder, and it is not lively.

After today, he is no longer a nominal disciple of the Changshan Martial Academy, but an official disciple of the Martial Arts Battalion.

A wave of pride fills the chest.

Yang Yi stepped into the martial arts courtyard through the side door and walked straight in the direction of the martial arts camp.

Coming to the gate of the warrior camp, Yang Yi was stopped by the guards guarding the door.

"Someone stopped, what are you doing?"

"Yang Yi, a senior student of the Martial Arts Academy, came to the Martial Arts Camp today to report and participate in the entrance assessment. ”

As he spoke, Yang Yi took out his student card from his arms.

"Let's go inside. "The guards checked the cadet cards before letting them go.

Yang Yi stepped through the gate and officially entered the place where the warriors of the Changshan Martial Academy gathered.

"After today, I, Yang Yi, am also a martial artist, this is my starting point, and the future is at my feet. ”