Seeing the man's half-smiling expression, Yingping felt even more angry, but he knew clearly in his heart that if the other man was not a practitioner, how could he challenge him so confidently? Although Yingping is usually reckless, he is also a shrewd person. He is 70% certain that the other party must have been instigated by someone to deliberately embarrass him and the two of them, so he must not dare to go too far. Besides, Yingping has his own The trump card'.
"Ying Ping! This matter is not trivial! Don't let your emotions get the better of you!" Ye Changshan said anxiously but in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I, Yingping, have never suffered a loss." Yingping replied calmly, his expression and tone were very similar to Ji Yangyu, which made Ye Changshan have some kind of illusion for a while.
At the moment when Ye Changshan was a little slow, Yingping had already stepped forward, extended his right hand as well, and said: "Hanmen, Yingping! Dare you ask me, brother..."
"Chang'an, Jiang Peiyuan"
"Are you from the Jiang family?"
"This 'ginger' is not that 'ginger'"
"Oh? Then I'll be relieved."
"Don't worry? Why don't you worry?" The man was confused.
"I know Mr. Jiang Changming very well. If I hurt you, I'm afraid it won't be easy for him."
Faced with such a 'formidable enemy', Yingping still wanted to tease him. Ye Changshan almost stopped laughing when he heard this.
"Where's all the nonsense? Let's do something!"
Jiang Peiyuan felt humiliated, so he stopped being polite and rushed towards Yingping with all his strength.
This Jiang Peiyuan is indeed a practitioner, but he has just entered Taoism for a few years, and he is not even close to the level of half a bucket of water. The young man in yellow is a strong man in the Daman realm, and he is followed by two followers of the Daman realm, but he chose Jiang Peiyuan for his own purposes. The first is to test the depth of Yingping, and the second is not to attack too hard. , this is the third...
While he was thinking, Jiang Peiyuan had already rushed to Yingping.
Although Jiang Peiyuan was extremely lean, he was still facing an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and his body size was in sharp contrast. Jiang Peiyuan came up with a flurry of swift punches, trying to take advantage of his body shape to directly subdue Yingping. Sure enough, Yingping was tired of dodging and kept retreating. Seeing that his three axes had beaten Yingping into a mess, he was secretly happy. He wanted to take advantage of his unsteady footing and take him down with all his strength, so he suddenly grabbed Yingping's shoulder. After all, he was a practitioner of the 'Little Man Realm'. Facing the young man in front of him, Jiang Peiyuan's figure was as fast as a hungry wolf pouncing on his prey.
Ying Ping's diligent practice on weekdays has finally yielded some results. Although he has been retreating steadily, his bottom plate has always been very stable and he has not lost his center of gravity. Although his body has not matured yet, after taking the small pills prepared by Zichun for a long time, and under Ji Yangyu's long-term training, his body and strength have far exceeded those of his peers, and are even close to adults - this, This is his first trump card.
Just as he was about to grab Yingping's shoulder with his right hand, Yingping dodged as nimbly as a rabbit, turned to one side, grabbed Jiang Peiyuan's arm with his backhand, and twisted it hard. This twist is very powerful and is used in key places. Jiang Peiyuan's arm joints and acupuncture points felt pain, and his posture was a little deformed. But before he could balance his center of gravity, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to the support point of his leg, and he knelt on the ground.
The situation seemed to be reversed at this moment. Ying Ping turned around and punched, and his simple and powerful fists landed on Jiang Peiyuan's head with a clear and crisp sound.
Ye Changshan was extremely worried at first, but now he didn't even have the heart to worry. Instead, he was completely surprised - when did Yingping become so powerful?
In fact, it's not that Yingping learned anything secretly. These moves were just the simplest wrestling techniques that Yi Hongyan taught him, but this time, he incorporated some other things into them - that is, the 'Breath of Heaven and Earth'.
Since that day when he first felt the breath of heaven and earth, Yingping lay in bed for more than half a month. Although he did not dare to transport the breath of heaven and earth in those days. But he has been comprehending and thinking about this thing. Recalling the feeling that day, it seems that when he was transforming this thing, his whole sense of smell, hearing, and vision were much sharper. He could only smell the breath of heaven and earth and this thing could be transformed. Wounding someone with a sword in your hand, or turning it into body armor to defend against enemies, wouldn't you think that your five senses could be so sharp?
In fact, it is very simple. Every part of the practitioner's body is transporting the breath of heaven and earth. This thing is taken from between heaven and earth, and the five senses will naturally become more acute. From the moment Jiang Peiyuan rushed up, Yingping began to feel it secretly, but this time he greatly restrained himself and always controlled within an order of magnitude, so he could dodge every move and every move by Jiang Peiyuan.
Although Yingping's fist was fast and powerful, it did not transfer the breath of heaven and earth to it. Therefore, when it hit Jiang Peiyuan's head, it was painful but not fatal.
At this moment, Jiang Peiyuan was a little angry. He originally wanted to show off in front of the young master, but now it's better. Not only did he not perform well, he also humiliated such a big person in front of everyone and was beaten so embarrassingly by a young man.
After Jiang Peiyuan stabilized his position, he quickly adjusted his breathing and got rid of Ying Ping's restraints as soon as he exerted his strength. At this moment, he lost all face and was anxious to get back his place. He had some scruples before, but now he could care so much and move the world. His breath flowed into his palm, and he slapped Yingping hard with a loud shout.
Yingping was also a little tired after being beaten hard. At this time, Jiang Peiyuan really didn't have the strength to dodge when Jiang Peiyuan slapped him. When the palm landed on his abdomen, a sharp pain came from his abdomen, followed by his stomach, There was a pain in the lungs.
Seeing that Ying Ping couldn't bear the slap, Jiang Peiyuan suddenly became full of momentum. Regardless of who was opposite him or how old he was, he punched and slapped him like crazy with red eyes, leaving Ying Ping unable to parry. .
"Hmph, weren't you pretty good at fighting just now? You want to defeat me with your skills and tricks? You can't even transport the breath of heaven and earth, how can you fight with me? Sir, it seems that your eyesight is dim. Why educate you for him? Disciples from a humble family. .....Haha...I can't see it this way..."
Jiang Peiyuan's expression gradually turned ferocious, as if a man with a violent tendency was abusing a child who was helpless to fight back.
At this time, Yingping was already thinking of being beaten and slaughtered like fish on the chopping board, but he was weakly protecting his head. Until finally, Yingping's chest felt sweet, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Changshan couldn't help but become anxious when he saw this. He had secretly removed the sandbags tied to his hands and feet just now, just in case anyone wanted to go up to help. At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else. He let go of the lead rope and rushed forward. Not to mention, after taking off these sandbags, Ye Changshan felt that his body was extremely relaxed, and even running felt like flying. He rushed behind Jiang Peiyuan and threw all the punching routines Ji Yang taught him on Jiang Peiyuan, as if he was not facing Jiang Peiyuan, but a wooden stake.
Ye Changshan has received much more training than Yingping. Not only does he have to bear heavy weights to practice, but even the pills Zichun prepares for him contain a few additional herbs. Now that he is free of weight, Ye Changshan can be described as 'relieved'. Not only were these punches delivered quickly, but what was even more terrible was that they were all punched with great force. Normally, when training with a sandbag, one could punch a small dent in a thick wooden board, but now? What's more, after many days of tonic, Ye Changshan's muscles and bones are really strong.
Jiang Peiyuan was venting his violent anger wantonly, when suddenly he felt a heavy blow on his ribs. This fist was like an iron fist, its power was extremely heavy, its speed was extremely fierce, and it was several times stronger than Yingping's fist just now. It was really like a hammer hitting the ribs hard. If I hit it a few more times, my ribs would be broken. But when I felt it carefully, it seemed that there was something missing from this fist. It was just pure strength... ..not mixed with anything else...
Jiang Peiyuan was in great pain, but he quickly recovered and raised his foot to kick Ye Changshan. Ye Changshan couldn't bear the kick. He almost flew out after being kicked to the ground. He rolled and crawled several times on the ground, looking very miserable.
"Hmph, you two losers came out of a poor family? People who claim to be cultivators have not opened their eyes? What a joke! Hahahaha——"
The group of people burst out laughing when they heard this. Facing Yingping, who had been beaten to a bruised nose and face, and Ye Changshan, whose face was covered with gray, they seemed to have no sympathy at all, and even became more arrogant in their mockery.
Although the people around him sympathized, no one dared to come forward. They had to talk about it and turned their attention to the matter of the poor disciple's lack of Yang.
The young man in yellow smiled even more contemptuously, his eyes never leaving Yingping, as if seeing Yingping in such a miserable state, he felt an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.
Although Yingping was being beaten, he did not lose his mind because of it. From the beginning to the end, he paid attention to the young man in yellow.
"You are their master, right?"
Yingping suddenly spoke vaguely. Although he tried his best to speak, his words were still unclear.
The young man in yellow suppressed his smile and found that Yingping was staring at him, so he looked at Yingping with some confusion.
"Hehe, you must be their master." Yingping suddenly laughed, as if he had discovered some secret. Then, he squinted at the young man in yellow with disdain and said, "I remember you."
The young man in yellow straightened up and his eyes gradually turned cold. He never spoke, but sat quietly on the horse, looking down at the young man.
Seeing the change in the expression of the young man in yellow, Yingping raised his eyebrows again and said: "Come down and let me see clearly."
The young man in yellow heard this sentence very clearly, but he tilted his head in confusion.
"Don't you want to take a closer look at me?"
The young man in yellow was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Yingping to say this at this time. It seemed like a provocation and a sincere request.
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