Principal of the Heavens

Li Yi ate steamed buns and drank gruel with pickles.

The look is calm and unhurried, as if he is a regular customer who eats here every day.

The fried ghost was still busy making deep-fried dough sticks. Li Yi ate very slowly. He drank the last mouthful of porridge and finished the last steamed stuffed bun.

Li Yi took out Dayang with a smile on his face and prepared to pay the bill, but when he walked to the Fried Ghost, he used his internal force to condense his voice into a thread.

It slowly spread to the fried ghost's ears. From the eyes of the others, Li Yi just opened his mouth but didn't make any sound.

"Wulang's gossip stick is ever-changing and unpredictable, and it really lives up to its reputation."

Sure enough, the fried ghost's expression changed when he heard Li Yi's words. He has stayed here for so many years, and he thought he was hiding it very well. Today is the first time someone has seen through it.

"Boss, the fritters are burnt." Li Yi looked at him and the charred fritters in the pot, smiled and said nothing.

When the fried ghost looked up again, Li Yi was already in the tailor shop next to him.

The fried ghost quickly packed up the things in his hands. He didn't know where this young man came from, and he didn't fit in with the entire pig cage city.

He didn't believe that the other party came here just to reveal his identity. If it wasn't like this, then it was very likely that he had other plans.

Li Yi entered the tailor shop, and Tailor Hong immediately approached him, "If the customer wants the same material as the clothes on his body, this tailor shop doesn't have it."

Li Yi didn't pay too much attention to it, but instead looked at the iron rings used to hang clothes on the tailor's shop.

"The Hong family's Iron Line Fist is firm but soft, and it can be said to be the supreme of the fist." There was no one else in the tailor shop. Li Yi didn't shy away from it this time, and just said these words with a chuckle.

What he said was indeed correct, Hong Quan himself took the path of being firm and fierce, opening and closing.

Tailor Hong's Iron Wire Fist is firm but soft. It not only has the rigidity of Hong Fist, but also has a softness.

Saying that it is the Supreme in Boxing is a bit exaggerated, but it is at least one of the top ten boxing techniques in the world.

And they are generally tied, with Wen Wu first and Wu Wu second.

Anyone who dares to say that his boxing skills are the best in the world will probably be beaten to death by the endless stream of challengers the next day.

So although everyone thinks that the boxing they practice is the best in the world, few people go out to promote it recklessly.

Most people just compliment each other when they see other boxing techniques. The same goes for Wulang Bagua stick and the seventy-two-way Tan leg that Li Yi is going to find next.

Most of the people who come out to mess around are you bragging about me, and I bragging about you.

It's not that there are really capable people, it's just that there are very few.

After Li Yi finished speaking, he left straight away, as if he was just revealing his identity, and didn't intend to do anything else.

The fried ghost packed up his things and was standing outside the door just now. Naturally, he heard everything Li Yi said verbatim.

The Fried Ghost really didn't expect that his neighbor for many years, Tailor Hong, an old rabbit, would be proficient in the Hong family's Iron Fist.

At this time, Tailor Hong naturally noticed that the fried ghosts were looking at each other.

Tailor Hong also knew in his heart that the Fried Ghost might also be a master of martial arts.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Tailor Hong packed up his tailor shop, and followed Li Yi step by step.

They really wanted to know what purpose Li Yi, a young man, came to reveal their identities?

Coolie Qiang was still carrying the big bag, and with just a light hook with his left foot, a bag of grain weighing tens of catties flew directly onto his shoulder.

He can carry hundreds of catties of grain at a time by himself, and he has to carry four or five other workers.

Even so, he is still short of a lot of money, and he doesn't know why.

Li Yi walked to Coolie Qiang's side, stretched out a hand to stop him, and sent a voice transmission into the secret, "Seventy-two tan legs, guarding against offense, using offense instead of defense, can be called the master of kicking in the world."

After saying the same thing, he left calmly. Tailor Hong had already come to Coolie Qiang's side, and patted him on the shoulder as if to comfort him.

At the same time, he pointed at Li Yi without saying a word, but just motioned him to hurry up and follow.

Coolie Qiang's own identity was exposed, and at this time he was in a daze, and he didn't notice at all that the old rabbit Hong Tailor in his impression touched his body.

If things like this were normal, it would be absolutely impossible for Coolie Qiang to let him happen.

But at this time, he was in a daze, and Coolie Qiang didn't care.

Now that Tailor Hong has followed, at this time, he can only trust his neighbor for so many years, follow up to see what they are trying to sell.

Li Yi, but they went around all the way to the back of the Pigpen Walled City, where few people usually come.

Li Yi still didn't speak when he got here, but waited for Hong Tailor to stand still, and without saying a word, he also used Hong fist to attack.

Tailor Hong was taken aback at first, and then almost instinctively used the Iron Wire Fist, even though he hadn't practiced his kung fu for a long time.

But at this time, being attacked by someone still quickly awakened the memory of the past, and after finding the state, he began to fight back.

However, both sides had a tacit understanding and did not use their full strength.

Even if they were just pure boxing and confrontation, they didn't use their internal strength.

Moreover, Li Yi deliberately suppressed his own strength, otherwise he would directly kill Tailor Hong with a punch with all his strength.

As soon as Tailor Hong met Li Yi, he could feel that the other party's boxing was indeed soft. Although his own Hong boxing was extremely strong and domineering.

But every time he punches, part of his strength is dispelled by his softness.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I would have won already.

But even now, Tailor Hong could only barely defend against his all-out offensive.

Tailor Hong could also easily sense that the boxing techniques Li Yi practiced were similar to his own, and it should be Hong Quan as well.

Moreover, the opponent is young and physically strong, and his state can be guaranteed to be at the peak for a long time. It can be said that he has been in a state of explosion.

Moreover, Hong Quan himself took the path of opening up, opening up, opening up, opening up, opening up and closing down, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.

Tailor Hong punched out again, and took a step back abruptly.

Tailor Hong naturally took a step back and clasped his hands together, "Thank you for your mercy."

"Accepted." Li Yi returned the gift.

After challenging Tailor Hong, Li Yi didn't say much, and challenged Coolie Qiang, who also practiced Seventy-two Tan Legs with him, with the Seventy-two Tan Legs.

Coolie Qiang was obviously taken aback when he saw Li Yichao attacking him. Li Yi was already very proficient in Hongquan at his age.

But I didn't expect to be proficient in legwork, and Coolie Qiang also responded to Li Yi's attack with seventy-two Tan legs.

Tailor Hong and Fried Ghost enjoyed watching together, and Li Yi and Coolie launched a wonderful kick showdown.

It was still Li Yi's victory. Coolie Qiang had neglected to practice in recent years, and his leg skills were no longer as good as before.

The same is true for Tailor Hong. If it weren't for their lack of exercise, Li Yi might not be able to beat them without using his internal strength and exerting all his strength.

Sure enough, after coolie was defeated, Li Yi turned to look at the fried ghost.

The Fried Ghost also understood that Li Yi was going to challenge himself alone, but that's okay, seeing them fighting for so long just now made his hands a little itchy.