The Bureau Chief Couldn’t Hide The Incident in 1999!

Chapter Ten: The Qimen after the Wind Rolls Forward

Zhao Yi looked at Wang Ye playfully with a feeling of unbelief. These words caused the entire hall to fall into a brief silence.

Before long, there was a tumult among the disciples.

"Senior Brother Wang Ye is a cultivator, and Wudang School's exercises have been mastered by Senior Brother Wang Ye."

"Yes, Brother Wang Ye is the best of our generation."

The voices of the disciples entered the ears of Dao Chu, the senior brother, which made his face a little ugly, but he had to admit that Wang Ye's skills were indeed superior to his senior brother.

Even Dao Miao couldn't help but speak for Wang Ye:

"Leader, you are dissatisfied with saying that Wang Ye is the hope of our Wudang faction.

Regardless of his young age, he has already mastered all Tai Chi techniques, Tai Chi cloud hands, Tai Chi strength, and tortoise and flies. There is no one among the same generation, and the seniors still do not fall behind. "

Compared to the others who were busy arguing, Wang Ye didn't say a word, as if he was asleep in a nap, and didn't care at all.

However, Zhao Yi sighed softly, seemingly indifferent. Such an attitude made Wang Ye feel a little unhappy.

Zhao Yi looked at Wang Ye and said:

"You are indeed very powerful, but you have not learned all of the Wudang Sect's exercises. As for the many exercises you have learned, if you meet a master, it is not worth mentioning."

The big brother standing at the door suddenly said displeasedly:

"You are not a member of my Wudang School, how can you know the profoundness of my Wudang School!"

Zhao Yi laughed and said nothing.

Senior brother proudly said: "If you have the ability, you can compete, let you appreciate my Wudang school kung fu."

"OK!"

Zhao Yi was waiting for this sentence, and then immediately said:

"Well, let's make a bet. I will compete with Wang Ye. If I win Wang Ye, I will join me in 749 rounds. How about?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye waved his hand without even thinking about it.

"Don't fight, don't fight, leader, it's not necessary."

However, the big brother seemed to want to defend the face of Wudang Sect, and suddenly said:

"Then what if you lose?"

Zhao Yi laughed loudly: "Then I promise, I won't bother again."

At this point, Zhao Yi looked at Dao Miao.

Madam Tao Miao also felt a little embarrassed at this time, but this was also a way.

As long as Wang Ye defeated Zhao Yi, this great god would leave without being offended, and it would be very cost-effective to think about it.

Dao Miao, who was still worried about how it would end at this time, saw this opportunity and immediately looked at Wang Ye and said:

"Wang Ye, let's play with this chief. You can click until you reach it, and you can discuss it with each other."

Wang Ye heard the words, looked at Zhao Yi for a few seconds, then turned around and walked outside the hall:

"It's a small place here, let's change a place..."

Zhao Yi was unambiguous, stood up and followed Wang Ye to the outside of the hall.

The soldiers were worried about Zhao Yi's safety, and they came forward to say something, but Zhao Yi interrupted:

"Don't intervene, this is our business."

In the curiosity of everyone, Wang Ye and Zhao Yi stood outside the hall, keeping a certain distance between them.

Zhao Yi slowly took off his military cap, handed it to the adjutant not far away, and looked at Wang Ye with interest.

Wang Ye is also a decent person. After holding a fist and arguing that he was offended, he put on a Tai Chi frame.

Zhao Yi still stood there, motionless.

All the disciples felt a little contemptuous in their hearts. Zhao Yi looked down on Wudang faction too much.

Zhao Yi looked at Wang Ye not far away, but he didn't panic at all. He had already planned on this matter.

According to his understanding of Wang Ye's character, he absolutely can't please. The only way is to raise the face of the entire Wudang faction and force Wang Ye to take action.

As long as Wang Ye takes a shot, he can let Wang Ye join the team sincerely.

Because Wang Ye is a pure person with no desires and no desires, the only thing he asks for is the great accomplishment of the technique.

And as long as he showed what Wang Ye wanted in this contest, he wouldn't worry about not moving him.

For this reason, Zhao Yi made preparations long before coming to Wudang Mountain, and used all the containment points to exchange for the same item.

After the wind, the strange door rolls forward...

At this time, Wang Ye had already shot, like an arrow from the string, with an extremely fast speed but no sound. In a blink of an eye, he came to Zhao Yi's body and hit Zhao Yi's face with a punch.

As soon as he shot his fist, Wang Ye realized that Zhao Yi hadn't made any defensive actions, and he immediately wanted to contain the strength of his fist.

But at this moment, Zhao Yi looked at Wang Ye calmly, his lips lightened, and his mouth was plausible:

"Fantastic door behind the wind, the word Gen, the dragon travels to the earth..."

At the exit of Youzi, Wang Ye was surprised to find that Zhao Yi disappeared from his eyes, and quickly took away his hands and feet.

"Wang Ye, I am here."

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Wang Ye quickly turned around and looked at Zhao Yi in astonishment.

It was still in front of him, and he was behind him in the next second, which made Wang Ye not dare to underestimate the enemy.

At this time, everyone watching the battle opened their eyes wide. No one could see Zhao Yi's actions clearly, but felt that Zhao Yi seemed to disappear for a moment, and soon appeared behind Wang Ye.

Only Dao Miao, who was standing at the gate of the main hall, had a hint of surprise in his muddy eyes, and he looked at Zhao Yi with a little trembling, his eyes intently.

"Come again."

Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and gently hooked his hand towards Wang Ye.

Wang Ye clenched his fists with both hands, jumped up, exploded with extreme speed, and kicked Zhao Yi.

This time, many Taoist priests couldn't help but took a breath of air-conditioning.

They all know that this is Wang Ye's skill, once the powerful explosive force is hit, it will not die or be injured.

But Zhao Yi still did not move, looking at Wang Ye with a slight smile, pinching marks in his hands, and whispering:

"After the wind, the strange door is free, and the fireflies are shining."

As he said, Zhao Yi stretched out a finger slowly, and saw a large number of sparks shot out from the fingertips. The area was not large, but the temperature was extremely high.

"Swish..."

Mars hit Wang Ye's body. What Wang Ye didn't expect was that there was a burning sensation on this Mars, and he interrupted his movements tyrannically, even backing up to stabilize his mind. *

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