Yuan Zhendong didn't hesitate this time. He knelt down in front of Su Haoran and said sincerely: "I'm convinced, please accept me as your disciple!"
The unexpected outburst of Yuanshi's true energy was actually used by Yuan Zhendong as a powerful means for Su Haoran, which convinced this man with a very shaky personality.
Su Haoran was very satisfied, but the smile on his face disappeared and he said in a very serious tone: "Now that you have accepted me as your master, you must abide by the rules of the master I set. Can you do it?"
"I can!"
Once a man like Yuan Zhendong decides on something, he will inevitably run into trouble. To show his loyalty, he actually raised four fingers and said: "I swear to God, I sincerely worship Su Haoran as my teacher. From now on, I will only
I obey the master's orders alone. I will kill whoever the master tells me to kill. I will kill whomever the master tells me to kill..."
"Stop, stop it!"
Su Haoran made a pause gesture and said: "It is necessary to obey the master's orders, but it is not okay if you are too murderous. When you join my sect, you must first be a good person, and in the future you must abide by the most basic moral limits when doing things, and be able to
Can you do it?”
"able!"
Yuan Zhendong raised four fingers again and said: "I swear to be a good person from now on. If Master doesn't let me kill, I will never kill again."
"Ding! Master teaches people to be kind, saves their future, and counts four stars of merit, which can be exchanged for any auxiliary equipment. Do you want to exchange it?"
After receiving another four-star merit, Su Haoran became more and more satisfied. He raised his hand and pointed at the unconscious strong white man and said: "Zhendong, I will give you a task. Send your companion back to the border, and then return to Ningzhou to find me. I'll wait for you.
When you come back, Master will teach you your true skills."
"yes!"
After Yuan Zhendong left with the strong white man on his shoulders, he turned his head slightly, and the bathroom door was gently pushed open by a small white hand.
Xu Ya secretly saw the fierce fight that took place in the room just now, as well as Su Haoran's recruitment of disciples. Because of this, she was even more curious about Su Haoran now.
"Put on your skirt and keep talking." Su Haoran said without looking back when he heard the footsteps approaching him.
But Xu Ya didn't listen to Su Haoran's words. Instead, she boldly hugged Su Haoran's waist from behind and pressed her body tightly against Su Haoran's.
"Xu Ya, please respect yourself." When Su Haoran said these words, his tone was terrifyingly cold.
But Xu Ya not only did not let go, but hugged her tighter. She used the strength of her wine to say: "Haoran, have you forgotten how happy you were with me when you were in high school? I am willing to give everything for you. We can
Go back to the past, would you please stop being so cold to me?"
"let me go."
Su Haoran roughly threw Xu Ya onto the bed, frowned and said, "We can't go back to the past, and don't have any illusions. I have a family and a wife now."
"Am I uglier than your wife?" Xu Ya asked unwillingly.
When he mentioned his wife, Su Haoran's face naturally showed a happy smile, and his tone became gentle, "My wife is very beautiful and gentle. She is very considerate. She is the one I want to be with in this life."
The driving force behind working hard to live.”
Xu Ya listened to Su Haoran praising his wife and looked at his natural expression, and her face instantly turned extremely gloomy.
"You can sleep here tonight and go to the hospital tomorrow to pay your dad's hospitalization fee." Su Haoran retrieved his shirt from the bathroom and walked towards the door.
Xu Ya quickly asked: "Haoran, in the future, when you have time, can I ask you to come out and sit together?"
Su Haoran pushed open the door and said without looking back: "Don't ask me out. If it's not necessary, it's best not to meet in the future."
Bang!
The door is closed,
Until Su Haoran left for a long time, Xu Ya suddenly covered her face and started crying: "It's all my fault. Why did you choose to break up with him after graduating from high school? It's all my fault. Why didn't I go to the same university as him? It's all my fault. I didn't cherish it.
The best man in the world..."
At about eleven o'clock in the night, Su Haoran's Lambo Urus drove into Jiangshu Nianhua.
That's right, he didn't go home directly, but found Li Song.
"Brother, if you don't go home so late to hug your wife, is there something urgent?"
Li Song wore a loose Tang suit, took Su Haoran into the villa compound, and even teased Su Haoran.
Su Haoran suppressed the excitement in his heart and said: "I made a small breakthrough during my practice today, and I want to try it with you."
"OK!"
Li Song also became excited. As one of the Eight Horses of the North, his IQ is not low. To be precise, he is smarter than most ordinary people.
After these few days of meditation, he always felt that Su Haoran might not be as powerful as he thought, and he might have been deceived by Su Haoran.
As soon as he heard Su Haoran say he wanted to try his hand, Li Song stood up and jumped into the middle of the yard, taking T-steps. He waved to Su Haoran and said, "Come on, brother, Brother Song will practice with you today."
Su Haoran kicked off his feet, and his body was as graceful as a fairy's leap in front of Li Song. He also took a bow and hugged him, saying: "Come on, don't hold back your hands."
As soon as Su Haoran finished speaking, Li Song exerted force on his feet and rushed towards him like a human cannonball.
In this second fight, from the perspective of a clairvoyant, Su Haoran no longer felt that Li Song was faster.
When Li Song raised his foot to take a step, Su Haoran could easily count how many times the shoelaces on his feet bounced; he could even easily see how many times the hair on the back of Li Song's hand swayed when he raised his hand.
What's even more frightening is that this time Su Haoran can concentrate on observing the flow of Qi in Li Song's body, and learn how Li Song makes full use of his moves and Panwu Yin Yang Kung Fu in actual combat.
Swish, swish, swish!
Li Song took action and played the three-position bunt of Tai Sui Fuqin. His left and right hands alternated, and his ten fingers were like ten wire ropes, pulling at the corners of Su Haoran's eyes, throat, shoulder sockets, and weak ribs at the most subtle and cunning angles.
Su Haoran stepped on the Nine Palaces and Bagua Steps, walking around easily while observing and learning.
In just an instant, Li Song finished playing the Tai Sui Fuqin.
"Look at me!"
Just when Li Song had exhausted all his moves and had no remaining strength, Su Haoran also used the three moves of Tai Sui to play the harp to fight back.
In this second fight, Su Haoran was like a different person from the first time he faced Li Song. At this time, Su Haoran was faster, his moves were more urgent, and the three moves of playing the piano were extremely powerful.
Li Song was forced to take six steps back by Su Haoran, and then he barely escaped Su Haoran's attack.
"Good guy, are you serious?"
Li Song shouted loudly and used the fourth posture of catching an eagle. His body rotated and changed direction like a ghost. With the help of centrifugal force, his hands penetrated the fingertips and attacked Su Haoran's neck, shoulders, ribs and knees.
Su Haoran responded calmly, and also used the four movements of capturing the eagle to fight back. He also joked, "Brother Song, can you be more serious? I only used five powers, are you struggling like this?"
Snapped!
As Su Haoran's words ended, the two of them also completed the four movements of capturing the eagle at the same time. The four palms collided fiercely, and there was a crisp sound in the quiet night.
Immediately afterwards, Li Song was unsteady and stepped backwards. Every time he took a step back, a deep foot pit would be created under his feet.
"Fuck!"
After taking seven steps back, Li Song stabilized his figure. He stared at Su Haoran and asked in an unbelievable tone: "Brother, don't
Are you kidding me? Did you really only use five successes?"
Su Haoran smiled and waved his hands: "Of course it's fake, I just said it casually."
"I knew it wasn't true."
Li Song let out a sigh of relief. If Su Haoran had used five successful powers to force him into such a mess, then why would he be so interested?
But!
Su Haoran then added, very seriously, "Now if I analyze it carefully, I should have only used 30% of my power just now, not 50% at all."
Ah poof!
Li Song was so angry that Su Haoran almost vomited blood. He pointed at Su Haoran and shouted: "Haoran, are you here to entertain me tonight? Three successful powers? You, you, you, believe it or not, I just used
Two successes?"
Su Haoran said unkindly: "I don't believe it."
"Come again if you don't believe me."
Li Song strode forward, his energy and energy instantly reached its peak, and he raised his right hand slightly and made an empty fist.
Just when the action of clenching his fist was taking shape, Su Haoran seemed to feel that his entire right hand had turned into a furnace of fist intention.
Su Haoran's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he was just waiting for Qian Song to use the punch furnace. If he doesn't understand the punch furnace, he will never reach the true master level.
Buzz!
Finally, Li Song's fist came out.
This punch was a fusion of what Li Song had learned throughout his life, condensing at least seven or eight kinds of punches. It came towards Su Haoran, sealing off almost all the spaces around Su Haoran to avoid, giving people a sense of excitement from body to soul.
huge stress.
The funniest thing is that Li Song clearly used his strongest attack and yelled, "I really used five successes this time. Brother, please pay attention."
"I noticed it." Su Haoran lunged forward and punched out as well.
Bang!
The two fists collided together, Su Haoran was like a towering and immovable monument, while Li Song strode back again, and the fist furnace he had used all his strength to hit was quietly annihilated.
After retreating seven steps again, Li Song finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground with a plop.
He was shaken to pieces, his head was buzzing, and his entire right arm was shaking violently.
"Brother Song, are you okay?" Su Haoran was also startled, for fear of hurting Li Song.
"fine!"
Li Song waved his hands stubbornly and said: "Brother, I have to admit that your strength is really unfathomable. But I was also careless. The punch I just made actually used four successful punches."
"What a coincidence!"
Su Haoran's eyes lit up and he said: "I also used the power of the Four Successes. Come on, Brother Song, let's continue."
"Just keep going!"
Li Song jumped up, blood surged throughout his body, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger.
This time Li Song really wanted to use his ultimate strength. He never believed that the gap between him and Su Haoran would be so big.
However... boom!
The two fists collided without any fancy, and then Li Song flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.
Looking at Su Haoran again, he was still as motionless as a mountain.
When Li Song fell to the ground again, the sleeve on his right arm exploded into pieces, and his eyes became distracted. But even so, he asked, "How much power did you use this time?"
?”
Su Haoran said: "I used 45%!"
Ga!
Li Song kicked his legs, rolled his eyes, tilted his head, and fainted.
"Brother Song!"
At the same time, Jiang Xue ran out of the villa, hugged her man with great distress, and looked at Su Haoran with a resentful look, "Why did you knock my husband unconscious again?"