The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 203 Lore (Part 1)

Yan Shu was in his twenties, wearing a red short jacket, about 1.7 meters tall, with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with majestic eyes, which made people look intimidated.

He said coldly: "I want to challenge Xi Yu."

There was an instant uproar at the scene.

It's exciting, you have to challenge the master as soon as you come up.

Looking at the main seat, everyone realized that Xi Yu had left at some point.

"Will Xi Yu run away?"

"Do you think it's you? I'm a fool, Xi Yu won't be such a person."

"Then why doesn't he dare to fight? He represents our Azure Dragon Club. If we lose, we will be ashamed."

Zhu Shaodan glared fiercely at the speaker, who was frightened by the ferocity in his eyes, and quickly shut up.

Yan Shu looked around, "Xi Yu, I want to challenge you, I'll count to three, if you don't show up, you're running away, one..."

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow descended from the sky and landed lightly on the ring.

Ming Jing hooked his lips, and in Ran Tengxiao's probing line of sight, he said calmly, "Mr. Ran's words are true, it's really exciting."

Zhao Zhen lay on the railing with bright eyes, "This is too handsome, come on, Xi Yu, beat this arrogant guy hard for me."

Everyone was shocked by this light figure. The boy was dressed in black, his thin back was tall and unruly, and the brim of his hat was lowered to highlight the mysterious atmosphere. Many people wondered what he would look like when he took off his hat, but they could only think about it.

"You are Xi Yu?" Yan Shu sized him up and asked with narrowed eyes.

He was too young, still a minor, and looking at his frail body, he didn't know how many punches he could withstand.

To praise such a person as a master, there is really no one in the Azure Dragon Club.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." The young man snorted disdainfully.

"Arrogant boy, look at the trick." Yan Shu made a few moves, punched and kicked, accompanied by the sound of "Yah hey" in his mouth, which seemed quite capable of bluffing people.

"What kind of move is this?" Someone asked curiously.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they could only watch the excitement, they really didn't know the way inside.

"The founder of Liehuotang, Yan Hong, came from the Shaolin school. The southern heavy boxing is short and the northern heavy legs are long. , has both the wide opening and closing of long fists and the flexibility and delicateness of short strikes, and the popular Sanda Taekwondo is in front of Tongbiquan, but it is mediocre." Ming Jing said lightly.

Ran Tengxiao squinted at her: "How do you know?"

Zhao Zhen asked anxiously, "Will Xi Yu be in danger?"

Ming Jing twirled the beads with his fingertips, and looked down at the ring downstairs.

Yan Shu preemptively attacked, and moved upon hearing the wind, he rushed close in an instant, and his fists struck like thunderbolts.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, the explosive force was really amazing, and they all sweated for Xi Yu.

Zhao Zhen rushed to the railing, clutching the railing nervously.

The young man in black was as tall as a mountain, standing still, even if the wind of fists was in front of him, he remained calm as usual, without the slightest panic, showing a bit of aloofness.

When the wind of the fist was only a few millimeters away from the tip of the young man's nose, the young man turned around and brushed his fist past the tip of the young man's nose. It was too late, the young man grabbed Yan Shu's right shoulder with one hand, and Yan Shu's lower body exerted force, the young man used the shoulder as a fulcrum, turned around and jumped lightly, and jumped in front of Yan Shu, the hand clasped on the right shoulder went straight along the shoulder and arm Going down, wherever they passed, there was only a crisp sound of "click", Yan Shu's face turned pale, and he let out a muffled snort.

The young man took a step back, looking calm and breezy.

Ye Feng, who was lazily leaning against the pillar, suddenly straightened up.

Ye Shuang stared at Ye Feng, saw Ye Feng's movements, and smiled: "I told you earlier, don't underestimate Xi Yu, he fought against your senior brother, and your senior brother failed miserably, look at Yan Shu, this is not a lesson learned .”

With just one move, Yan Shu was defeated.

Everyone shook their heads. At first, they thought how powerful they were. In front of the real strong, they were just flamboyant fists.

Yan Shu knelt down on one knee, feeling that his entire right arm was extremely numb, unable to use any strength. He stared at the black-clothed boy who was standing quietly opposite, Yan Shu was horrified. He is invincible, but there is a fatal spot, that is, the cover door, on his right shoulder, no one will know.

How could the other party know?

"Who the hell are you? What sect do you belong to?" Yan Shu asked through gritted teeth.

"You're defeated, you don't have the right to know." The young man's voice was arrogant and arrogant with his hands behind his back.

But no one sneered at his arrogance anymore, but admired him even more. Only absolute strength is worthy of such arrogance.

Young people are proud of their spring breeze and high-spirited.

Zhao Zhen patted the railing and laughed loudly, "Okay, okay."

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Ming Jing, Ming Jing was sipping tea indifferently, the white clothes were elegant, the silver lotus was shining, the young man downstairs was proud, and she had a smile in her eyes.

"Did you already know?" Zhao Zhen thought that she knew everything about Lie Huo Tang's background just now, and felt that she and Xi Yu were not simple.

It may not be just a simple relationship between men and women.

"what do you mean?"

Zhao Zhen snorted coldly: "Ask knowingly."

Ming Jing hooked his lips, ignored the probing eyes of the man opposite, and looked down at the ring downstairs.

Yanshu was already defeated, he was hit by the door, and he couldn't recover within three days.

After Yanshu left the stage, Ye Feng jumped onto the ring. Different from Yanshu's seriousness and calmness, this was a young boy with a playful smile. Everyone laughed when they saw him.

"Where did this kid come from? It's better to go home and do your homework quickly, don't overestimate yourself."

"He is Ye Jian's younger brother, the once-in-a-hundred-year genius of Xuanjingmen."

"It's him, is there no one in Xuanjingmen?"

Hearing the ridicule around him, the young man didn't care, he folded his arms and looked at Xi Yu.

"My name is Ye Feng, and I'm the once-in-a-hundred-year genius of the Xuanjingmen that they said. Today I want to challenge you." The young man opened his mouth, not threatening enough, he just thought he was a mischievous young man.

Zhao Zhen didn't pay attention to this young man at all, and snorted: "Cousin, Ye Jian, this junior brother, is too arrogant, and he offended me just now, Xi Yu, you have to teach him a lesson for me, so that this ignorant man Get out of Jiangzhou obediently, that brat."

Ming Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the little boy.

I saw Ye Feng punching with a smile, his footwork was quick, and the wind of the fist was dispelled by Xi Yu, but Ye Feng was not discouraged, and he punched again with a steady breath. This punch was stronger than the previous one, and the boy still had the strength to smile : "Look at my Humen fist."

Ming Jing's eyes flickered slightly, this young man was more difficult than she imagined, the first quarter was already out, and the next attack must be done with a short force, in such a short distance, not to mention continuous inch force, even a single inch force cannot be used, But this young man's strength is as fast as lightning, galloping like a tiger, his Anjin has reached perfection at a young age, and he is invincible in close combat.

Sure enough, the fist hit the Tanzhong acupoint on Xi Yu's chest, Xi Yu suddenly took a few steps back, knelt down on one knee, and covered his chest with one hand.

Under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, Ye Feng blew his fist and said with a proud face: "The so-called number one master is nothing more than that, and he is still no match for Xiaoye's Humen fist."

Ye Song stroked his beard and nodded with a smile, Ran Qing smiled and said, "Senior's apprentice really lives up to his reputation."

"This kid can't boast, he will be proud when he praises." Even though Ye Song said so, his eyes were still very proud.

"Xi Yu..." Zhao Zhen exclaimed, as if the fist hit her.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Ming Jing: "Xi Yu was beaten by this brat."

Ming Jing held the Buddhist beads and remained motionless.

Ran Tengxiao glanced at him: "This kid is not bad, but he is no match for Xi Yu."

Ming Jing glanced at Ran Tengxiao, and Ran Tengxiao hooked his lips, "Am I right?"

"The Nine Variations of Sun Tzu's Art of War says: Anger is quick, but it can be insulted. Darkness and ingenuity are only temporary, and mentality is the real magic weapon for victory. This young man is very talented, but his biggest shortcoming is pride."

He is doomed.

Ran Tengxiao raised his eyebrows. At this moment, he finally saw a bit of the awe-inspiring character of the horse race that day in her.

The so-called compassionate heart is just for the world to see, this is the real her.

See the peerless sword that seals the throat with blood.

Xi Yu touched the corner of his lips, the mask was soaked with blood.

With a sneer, Xi Yu stood up, shook his neck, and made a crisp sound of "Kacha Kacha".

"Very good, continue."

When the words fell, the whole body was like an arrow that left the string, and it shot out with a "swish".

Ye Feng didn't give in too much, the two of them wrestled together, chasing the wind and electricity, only seeing afterimages, everyone was dazzled, only heard the muffled sound of fists piercing through the air and hitting the flesh, and the swiftness of the wind blowing past their ears.

Zhu Shaodan sweated, Master, you must win.

Ye Jian came over: "Master Xiao, you are looking for me."

Zhao Zhen rushed over and said angrily, "Your junior brother is simply too hateful, he dared to beat Xi Yu even if he offended me, it's too arrogant."

Ye Jian rubbed his nose, and said with an innocent face: "Miss, junior brother is naughty, this is the first time you come to a big city, please forgive me this time for the sake of my junior sister and me. Yu, life and death in the ring are a matter of life, how can you blame junior brother, of course if Xi Yu hurts junior brother, I will feel bad, but I will definitely not blame Xi Yu."

"Sophistry, it's all sophistry." Zhao Zhen said angrily.

Ye Jian slandered from the bottom of his heart, in terms of arrogance, whoever is more arrogant than the eldest lady, and the younger brother is in front of you, it's a big witch.

Ye Jian glanced at Ming Jing, feeling a little confused.

It's not unreasonable for the young miss to suspect that Xi Yu has any connection with Ming Jing. If this Xi Yu is defeated by the younger brother today, she doesn't know what Miss Zhu will do.

Ye Jian glanced downstairs, the junior brother had the upper hand, Xi Yu was pressed and beaten, unable to fight back.

Ye Jian curled his lips, if the junior brother could defeat Xi Yu, he would be famous now.

Zhao Zhen glared at Ye Jian viciously, and Ye Jian coughed: "Miss, this has nothing to do with me."

"It has nothing to do with you, he is your younger brother, and you are responsible for ineffective discipline."

Ye Jian had an aggrieved face, and the young lady was too able to make excuses.

After a few rounds, Ye Feng was punched on the side of the face, causing a piece of bruise.

Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, and he was no longer as relaxed as he was at the beginning, and his moves began to be frizzy, just like dominoes, once a hole is opened, it will be destroyed and helpless.

Ran Qing frowned: "This Xi Yu is really not simple."

Ye Song stared at the black shadow in the field, and murmured: "He reminds me of someone..."

"Oh? Senior, what did you see?" Ran Qing asked.

Ye Song shook his head, "Maybe it's my eyesight." You can't say such words casually, after all, that person is a taboo in Ran's family.

Ran Qing sneered: "Senior is referring to Yu Jiang, right? His number is quite similar to Yu Jiang's."

This Xi Yu is the same as that woman.

Ye Song sighed: "The game is over."

Ran Qing raised the corners of her lips: "That's natural, your little apprentice is talented, how could he..."

Before the words fell to the ground, the black-clothed boy suddenly rose into the air, his long legs swept across, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, dense and sharp, soft and firm, kicking after kick, without giving the opponent a chance to breathe, his figure was as light as a swallow , However, the momentum is like a rainbow, sweeping away thousands of troops.

The people in the audience gasped.

Ye Song stood up abruptly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Lingbo Feiyan.

He had seen this volley and continuous kick fourteen years ago. The woman was as light as a swallow, but her aura was extremely fierce.

However, its real strength lies in the final chokehold and lore.