"Ye Zhuang, you can't do it, let me do it!" Ye Han said softly without looking back, then smiled at Brother Bao opposite him, and said calmly: "Liu Bao, I'll give you ten seconds.
Time will either disappear from my eyes or be beaten again by me! It’s your choice!”
Brother Bao's face changed slightly. He was a little afraid of Ye Han and didn't dare to fight him. He was about to curse a few words, but suddenly his shoulders sank. The young man with a short hair behind him stepped forward and put a hand on his face.
on his shoulders.
"Liu Bao, step back!" The young man with a short hair said in a deep voice, then stood in front of Brother Bao, looked directly at Ye Han, and said seriously: "You are very strong, no wonder Liu Bao can't beat you!"
Ye Han smiled faintly and said, "Why do you see it?"
The short-haired young man pointed at Ye Zhuang behind Ye Han and said: "He is at least fifty kilograms heavier than you, and you grabbed his collar and pulled him behind you with just a slight pull.
, ordinary people can never do it! And you just took the step
That step looks very strange. It is obviously very slow, but you can easily avoid Liu Bao's kick with a person who is much heavier than you. I think it must be a wonderful footwork, right? I have no idea.
If you are wrong, you must have practiced kung fu!"
"Oh, you have also practiced kung fu. You must be the most powerful with your fists, right? Haha, Liu Bao asked you to teach me a lesson, didn't it give you a lot of benefits?" Seeing that the short-haired young man could actually tell that he had practiced "kung fu",
Ye Han couldn't help but feel a little interested in him.
When Ye Han was in the "Immortal Medicine Sect" in his previous life, he studied medicine and practiced immortal magic. When he fought with people, he usually stabbed and smashed them randomly with flying swords and magic weapons. He rarely fought hand-to-hand with people, but only with fists and feet.
He has also learned a lot of Kung Fu, but the "Kung Fu" he has learned has gone far beyond the scope of Kung Fu in the modern world. His movements and movements are often extremely mysterious and powerful.
Even though Ye Han has only cultivated a weak spiritual energy in his body now, which is very different from the peak period in his previous life, he can still be regarded as a master-level expert with the memories he brought from his previous life.
He could tell at a glance how skilled the young man with a short hair was. Although he was not a master of martial arts, he had several years of experience in hard qigong. When faced with an opponent like Liu Bao, ten or eight were not enough for him.
The footwork that Ye Han used just now is actually a kind of movement technique. In the world of cultivation in Ye Han's previous life, it was called "Nine Spins". When this movement technique reaches the level of Dacheng, it is faster than a lightning meteor. It is so wonderful that it is extraordinary.
It is difficult to be hurt by flying swords and magic weapons. Even if he encounters an opponent whose cultivation level is much higher than his, he can remain invincible.
Everything Ye Han learned was based on spiritual energy. Without the assistance of spiritual energy, there would naturally be no power. The step he took just now coincided with the "Nine Spins" movement technique, but even at his peak,
Not even one percent of the beauty of it was brought out. Even so, in the eyes of the short-haired young man, it was already astonishing.
Ye Han said, "You have also practiced kung fu, so your fists should be the most powerful, right?" After saying this, the young man with a square hair was shocked, thinking that since the other party could see his trump card, he might be stronger than him.
Not weak, he immediately put away the arrogant look on his face and said solemnly: "Liu Bao is the younger brother of a friend of mine. I stand up for him."
, there is no benefit to be gained! Well, since everyone is in the martial arts world, it’s easy to handle. Let’s meet the real chapter! If I lose, we will turn around and leave. Liu Bao will not look for you again in the future.
Trouble; if you lose, apologize to Liu Bao, compensate for all the losses you caused him, and promise not to embarrass him again in the future!"
Ye Han said with a smile: "I'm just a student, and the martial arts world is doing my damnedest! Do you know the real rules under my command? Haha, okay, I promise you! But I have to change your conditions. If you lose, Liu Bao will apologize to us.
Apologize, compensate our Wan'er 8,000 yuan for mental damage, and promise not to collect any protection money from the students of No. 1 Middle School from now on, otherwise I will beat them every time I see them! I lost, the same! How about it?"
After hearing this, Brother Bao jumped to his feet and shouted: "Fuck, mental damage compensation? Eight thousand yuan for ten thousand yuan? Why don't you die! Last time the **** beat me, it's you who should pay me the compensation!"
Ye Han ignored him and just looked at the young man with a short hair.
"Okay, I promise you!" The short-haired young man hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Brother Hui, you..." Brother Bao was anxious and was about to speak. The short-haired young man turned around and glared at him fiercely, and said coldly: "Liu Bao, shut up! You are an ignorant guy.
, you are a complete little bastard, I have already broken the rules of our martial arts world by helping you! If your brother and I had a good relationship and asked me for help, I would not bother to stand up for you! If you feel unconvinced, you
Go up and fight him, and I'll turn around and leave!"
Brother Bao said pitifully: "No, Brother Hui, I...can't I just listen to you? You must win!"
"I'll try my best! Don't worry, if I lose, I'll pay for the money!" The short-haired young man cupped his hands at Ye Han, then made a gesture of invitation and said: "There are many people here, let's go to the alley.
Discuss."
Ye Han smiled and said: "No need, I'll stand here and let you fight. If you knock me down, you will win!"
After he said these words, everyone at the scene, including Ye Zhuang, was startled, especially Brother Bao and others, who looked at Ye Han like they were looking at a fool.
Who is Brother Hui? An authentic Shaolin lay disciple, the young master of the city's "Fengyun Martial Arts Hall", a member of the city's martial arts association, and a rising star in the martial arts world. His fist skills are particularly powerful. He can break several bricks with one punch, so he is nicknamed "Iron Fist"
Invincible"...
Looking at Ye Han again, although he is not short and can hit very well, how many bricks can that thin body be stronger than? If he really stood still and let Huige punch him a few times, he would not be beaten half to death.
How strange!
Pretending, not so pretentious!
Ye Zhuang tugged on his sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Boss Ye, have you ever practiced Golden Bell?"
Ye Han shook his head.
"Then... have you ever practiced iron cloth shirt?" Ye Zhuang asked again.
Ye Han shook his head again.
"Does that mean the body is protected by true energy?" Ye Zhuang asked again, his voice already trembling.
Ye Han still shook his head.
"Damn it, Boss Ye, we don't play like this!" Ye Zhuang's voice was filled with tears as he said: "If you lose, it's okay to apologize. What if... what if you get beaten up by him?
What should we do then? And... and, according to what you said, if you lose, you have to pay them eight thousand yuan. Damn... the two of us will sell our kidneys then!"
Ye Han laughed and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, can you please stop talking? How did you know that I lost? Just stand aside and prepare to collect the money!"
The short-haired young man knew that Ye Han was very strong, but he was also quite arrogant. He was angered by Ye Han's words, "I'll stand here and let you beat me." He said in a deep voice, "Stand still and let me beat you."
…Are you sure you want to do this?”
Ye Han said: "Yes, it's confirmed."
The short-haired young man said: "What should you do if I hurt you?"
"Did you hurt me?" Ye Han smiled "haha" and shrugged: "Okay, if I get hurt by you, I will bear the consequences!"
"Okay! This is what you said, don't regret it!"
The short-haired young man stopped talking nonsense. The sparkle in his eyes soared. He clenched his fist suddenly and his knuckles made a crisp sound. He took a step forward, exhaled, and with a force of wind in his right fist, he struck out
A straight punch hit Ye Han's chest hard.
After all, he had practiced Kung Fu. His punch was so impressive that in Ye Zhuang's eyes, the punch was as fast as thunder and weighed more than a thousand kilograms. Faced with this punch, let alone a person, even
It was a big tree, and I was afraid that it would not be able to bear it. Imagining the tragic scene of Ye Han falling to the ground and rolling and screaming after being punched, he closed his eyes tightly with a face of pain and did not dare to look.