Seeing Ye Jiuzhou break into Zhenting Martial Arts School, Yang Zhenting, who has been practicing Xingyi Quan for almost 30 years, was naturally angry.
"Boy, let me give you a chance. Kneel down and apologize to my disciple. Otherwise, you will never leave standing today."
After Yang Zhenting finished speaking, he pressed his palm on the mahogany table in front of him.
A deep palm print was directly pressed on the hard mahogany table.
I can tell.
Yang Zhenting's strength is indeed not weak.
Ye Jiuzhou smiled.
"What if I don't apologize?"
Yang Zhenting stood up abruptly: "Then you are looking for abuse!"
With a roar, Yang Zhenting's figure moved directly.
The figure as fast as a tiger and leopard rushed towards Ye Jiuzhou, his fists were like dragons, and the whistling wind of the fist hit Ye Jiuzhou.
Looking at his punches, Ye Jiuzhou stood with his hands behind his back. He just moved his steps slightly and then easily dodged his punches.
Yang Zhenting missed a move, grunted again, and took action with Xingyiquan again.
pity.
After making more than ten moves in a row, Yang Zhenting didn't even touch Ye Jiuzhou's skirt, but instead made himself gasping for breath from exhaustion.
Facing this scene, Yang Zhenting was speechless.
"This brat is standing still, but why does he miss every time?"
Yang Zhenting is also a martial artist after all.
In addition, he practices Xingyiquan hard, and although he cannot be said to be a master now, he is still a great martial artist!
But is it better now?
He took a dozen moves and couldn't even touch the opponent's clothes?
What a shame!
"You brat, don't do anything if you have the ability! Let's compete openly!"
Yang Zhenting's eyes were red, he stared at Ye Jiuzhou and roared.
"Are you sure you want me to stay still?" Ye Jiuzhou said with a smile.
"Nonsense, do you dare?"
"Okay, I'll satisfy you."
After saying that, Ye Jiuzhou really stood there motionless with his hands behind his back.
Seeing that Ye Jiuzhou was really motionless, Yang Zhenting gave a loud shout and poured all his full energy into his fists. Then, he rushed out with a lunge, his fists were like thunder, and he came up with an eight-step collapse fist and smashed him directly. Xiang Ye Jiuzhou's chest.
This eight-step collapse fist is the most powerful punch in Xingyiquan. It requires that form and spirit be integrated into one, and the power can subdue demons.
Facing this extremely domineering punch, the disciples in the surrounding Zhen Ting Martial Arts School looked at their master with gleaming eyes.
In their opinion, Ye Jiuzhou could not withstand the power of this collapse fist no matter what.
After all, they had seen with their own eyes that the master's half-step collapse fist could kill a cow!
As for Ye Jiuzhou, if he can't say anything, he won't move.
He just stood there smiling.
boom!
Yang Zhenting's punch, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, hit Ye Jiuzhou's chest hard.
I thought that Ye Jiuzhou would be knocked away or seriously injured by Yang Zhenting's punch, but something strange happened. Not only did Ye Jiuzhou's body not move at all, but Yang Zhenting let out a cry of pain when he punched, and his body was even more shaken away. , and fell to the bluestone floor with a bang.
ah!
This scene happened so fast that all the surrounding Zhenting Martial Arts disciples were dumbfounded.
"master……"
Several disciples rushed up to help Yang Zhenting, but they saw that Yang Zhenting's old face was pale and bloodless in pain, his hands were hanging down, and he said in pain: "Don't touch me, my arm is broken..."
What?
Hearing this, the disciples of Zhenting Martial Arts School were completely confused.
They looked at Yang Zhenting as if they had seen a ghost, and then looked at Ye Jiuzhou.
Be good!
Is this still a human being?
He stood still and actually broke the master's hands? ?
However, after Ye Jiuzhou broke Yang Zhenting's arms, he slowly said, "Do you want to fight again?"
"No, no, I won't fight! I give up!"
Yang Zhenting spoke while shaking in pain.
"Since you have given up, let me ask you, do you know that you are guilty of shielding your disciples and bullying others?"
"I...I...I know my guilt!"
Yang Zhenting, who was about to burst into tears from the pain, said tremblingly.
"Then if I cut off your arms, will you complain?" Ye Jiuzhou asked again.
"I...I didn't!"
Hearing what Yang Zhenting said, Ye Jiuzhou said coldly: "You know what's going on!"
"Listen, if you dare to let your disciples use force to bully others or harass the Su family in the future, it won't be as simple as breaking two arms!"
After Ye Jiuzhou said a word coldly, he turned around and left.
"etc!"
Seeing Ye Jiuzhou about to leave, Yang Zhenting trembled and shouted from behind.
"What? Are you still not convinced?" Ye Jiuzhou stopped, turned around and asked.
"No, no! Senior has misunderstood! I am not dissatisfied, I just want to ask senior, who is the master? And...can I take the liberty to ask, is senior a great martial arts master in martial arts??"
Hearing Yang Zhenting ask this, Ye Jiuzhou smiled.
He didn't say anything, but casually swung his right hand forward, and a white curtain of air sword visible to the naked eye came out vertically and horizontally. As soon as the air sword, which was more than ten feet long, appeared, with a sneer, it slashed towards the center of Zhenting Martial Arts Hall. The central courtyard wall rumbled!
The hard wall was cut directly by Ye Jiuzhou's air knife, leaving a knife mark three feet long!
This scene made Yang Zhenting dumbfounded...and the disciples of Zhenting Martial Arts School behind him all had their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Use gas to transform into form, use form to control the sword!!!"
"Mom!"
"This is the legendary martial arts master!"
Yang Zhenting looked at the wall cut open by the air knife in horror, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Ye Jiuzhou, on the other hand, left Zhen Ting Martial Arts School with big strides!
Watching Ye Jiuzhou leave, Yang Zhenting, whose hands were broken off, quickly knelt on the ground and said: "Farewell to the Grand Master... Farewell to the Grand Master...!!!"
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Su Zhai.
As soon as Ye Jiuzhou came back, he heard the noise in the house.
The sound came from Su Qianqian's room.
Hearing the noise, Ye Jiuzhou ran over quickly.
"Damn girl, are you going to make me and your mother angry to death?"
"I tell you, this time no matter what, we have to drive that man named Ye out of the door of our Su family. He must not be allowed to live in our house again!"
As soon as he heard this voice, he knew it was Su Qinghe.
Then she heard Chen Yun's voice again: "Yes, daughter! Just listen to your father this time! Think about it, that person named Ye has lost his memory, and you don't know what he does? What if As your dad guessed, he was really a bad guy in the past, or he might have committed some major crime, so wouldn't our family be implicated by him?"
The voices of Su Qinghe and his wife came, followed closely by Su Qianqian's voice.
"Dad, Mom, stop talking! I'll say it again, Xiao Zhouzhou is my boyfriend, and I will never drive him away!"
"If you insist on rushing, then I will move out of the house with him!"
Seeing what Su Qianqian said, Su Qinghe roared angrily: "Damn girl, are you crazy? Do you even want to give up your home for a man who has lost his memory?"
Su Qianqian's eyes turned red and she said nothing.
