Han Yi looked at this person, although he knew that the other party was a master, but he did not show the slightest weakness, his tone suddenly became cold, although his body did not move, his qi had already risen, and the pores of his body slowly agitated.

Han Yi's hostility at this time was obvious, if this person didn't say that he was ugly, he wouldn't think about leaving easily today.

This is the rules of martial arts, in the old society, when the master is passing on kung fu, the most taboo is that people learn to peek. One is that I am afraid that the other party will learn my true biography. The second is to be peeked at, if you don't punish it, it will damage the reputation of a boxer is very serious.

The martial arts rules of the old society, if you peeked at me practicing and teaching disciples, and I found out, then there are only three roads, one is that I abolished you, two is that you worship me as a teacher, and three are, you defeat me.

Back then, Yang Luchan went to Chenjiagou to steal boxing, and that's it, he worshiped Chenjiagou boxer as a master, and later went to the capital to carry forward Taijiquan.

Although Han Yi is not teaching other people's kung fu now, he is also showing his kung fu without reservation when he practices boxing at this time, and he can be regarded as being seen by others.

It stands to reason that there are many people on the training ground, and it is normal for people to come and go and be seen practicing kung fu, but this person watched for a long time and did not leave, obviously looking for fault.

Although it is not the old society now, there are some rules that still have to be followed, otherwise how can kung fu be inherited?

"Hehe, your tone is very impulsive, I heard that there are people practicing boxing on the training ground, and it's good, so I rushed over to take a look, and saw that you practiced Xingyi boxing well, the three-body posture stood very charming, and the five-element boxing was also very imposing. However, if you want to enter a higher realm, such as dark energy, you need to guard against arrogance and rashness, slowly cultivate your mind wisely, and you will be able to enter dark energy in two years. ”

This person smiled slightly, didn't care about the chill in Han Yi's tone, walked out of the edge of the street lamp, stood four or five meters in front of Han Yi, looked at Han Yi, and evaluated Han Yi's boxing skills.

"It's a joke!" Han Yi smiled, full of sarcasm, and then looked solemn, hugged his fists, and shouted loudly: "Xingyi Fist Han Yi, didn't ask for advice?"

Han Yi's voice was very loud, and it was transmitted far away in the training ground, and many people heard the movement and looked over.

This person's face finally changed, and Han Yi didn't care what he thought, and when he saw the crowd coming around, he said, "You instructed me like this today, probably you don't know who taught me my boxing!"

"Martial arts rules, if you dare to open your mouth to guide me, you naturally think that you are a hundred times stronger than my master, but I tell you today, my fist was passed on by my grandfather, and my grandfather's kung fu is able to cross the pond with lotus leaves, but his old man thinks that he is not the one who carries forward the master. ”

"So today you first provoked me, and then insulted my teacher, whether it was seen or heard, I can't afford to lose this person, you have to leave something today, otherwise, I can't explain. Three ways, either admit your mistakes, or worship me as a teacher, or win against me. Other than that, you and I have no choice. ”

The crowd gradually gathered around, and Han Yi didn't care what the face of the person opposite was at this time, he took a deep breath, and the muscles and bones of his whole body immediately roared, and then his spine crackled and exploded, and the cold hairs all over his body were agitated like iron.

"What, your grandfather's kung fu can actually cross the pond with lotus leaves, this is the realm of a master of strength!"

Hearing Han Yi's words, and seeing Han Yi's momentum, the smile on the high school student's face suddenly froze, showing a solemn look.

"Tong Beiquan Qi Yuan, this time I looked away, I also heard that someone on the playground practiced Xingyi Quan kung fu is good, for a while my heart is itchy, come to see the fascination, I don't want to insult your master, if there is any offense, I hope to forgive me. ”

It's a man, he can bend and stretch, but there are rules and ways to admit mistakes, this Qi Yuan will not understand, Han Yi didn't speak, just quietly waited for this Qi Yuan to make a choice.

[Is it Qi Yuan, that Qi Yuan?]

[There is also that Qi Yuan in this military region, who is known as the most capable Qi Yuan of the younger generation!]

[Oh, Qi Yuan, who has the title of Little Holy Hand, I heard that he opened the stele and cracked the stone with his arm fist, and his fists were as hard as steel, which was terrifying!]

[I just don't know who this young guy is?]

[It doesn't matter who it is, the key is that Qi Yuan is pretending to be big, and people also have teachers, haven't you heard, grandpa is a grandmaster, even if he Qi Yuan has the title of a little saint, he shouldn't guide other apprentices!]

Han Yi naturally heard the discussion of the crowd around him, but he didn't expect that this high school student in front of him actually had the title of the first hand of the younger generation of the Shengjing Military Region, that can be regarded as an invincible character, Wen Wu first, Wu Wu second, little holy hand, little holy hand, the guy with the saint and the immortal in the name are all powerful characters on the cliff, it seems that I have to be careful.

Han Yi thought about it for a moment, knowing that the person in front of him could be called a little saint in the new generation of the military region, and he was a master of back boxing, and his kung fu must be clever.

At this time, Qi Yuan was named and originated, and the two of them were bound to become tigers, and it was difficult to solve it calmly and peacefully, otherwise there would be such a rumor in the military region the next day: Qi Yuan, the little saint who fought all over the invincible opponents of the younger generation in the military region, was impressed by a Xingyi boxing master who was younger than him in the training ground last night, and learned a lot of things.

Even if Qi Yuan fights all over the seven military regions in the future, he will not be invincible in the world, and he will carry it for a lifetime.

Qi Yuan could naturally think of such a result, his face became even more solemn, he took a deep breath and said: "I can't promise you these three conditions, and I won't agree, since you and I are difficult to ride a tiger, come on, see the real chapter on your fists and feet, let me see how powerful the boxers trained by the Sect Master of Huajin are!"

Fame, fame, how many heroes and heroes have been burdened by fame throughout the ages? Although the two met and talked for less than 10 minutes, they were already the same as a great enemy of life and death.

"Just now, this Qi Yuan said that he heard from others and I practiced on the playground, so I came over to see if I was itchy for a while, who would pay so much attention to me?" Han Yi thought about the few people who could be hostile to him in the military region, whether it was Wang Chan or Zhao Jin, "Provoke the little sage to come and deal with me, it seems that I have to find this person and kill him!"

Han Yi closed his eyes, opened them again, and became clear and waveless.

"Okay, let's take it!"

As soon as Han Yi's body rubbed, he seemed to have risen a few points, squeezed and rubbed his feet, stepped into fists, and his body pounced out like a tiger, which was a tiger pounce.

This tiger pounce, the distance is short, the force is fast, it is really like the moment before the tiger pounces on its prey, silently, and only when it pounces out does it show its fierce momentum.

Qi Yuan's eyes on the other side seemed to be charged all at once, several times brighter than just now, and Han Yi's fist shadow was reflected in his eyes, but he quickly retreated.

Han Yi's punch exploded with all his might, Qi Yuan wanted to avoid the edge, thinking about counterattacking.

Qi Yuan retreated, Han Yijin.