My peerless beauty school flower wife

Chapter 51 No fighting for three days, go to the house to expose the roof tiles
"Little brother, the palm technique used by the old man just now is the Liangyi palm technique, how powerful is it?"

The old man smiled lightly and asked.His face was covered with gully-like wrinkles, which suddenly stretched out.

His old face still couldn't cover up the powerful aura in the old man's body.

He stared at Ye Xuan, his footsteps moved slightly, and his palms were completely relaxed, looking very natural.

"Take it!"

Ye Xuan shook his fist violently, and responded with a smile.

Just now, the old man slapped his palm, which made him terrified.

China's traditional martial arts is really broad and profound.

Just one form of Taijiquan can evolve a variety of palm techniques, boxing techniques, and footwork, with unparalleled power.

The melon-eaters who were watching the joke around couldn't understand why, so they laughed sarcastically.

"This old man is so old, he still loves to pretend so much."

"That's right. They are all people who have stepped into the palace of the king of hell with one foot. If they are so pretentious, they are not afraid that the king of hell will not accept them."

"I have seen thousands of people pretend to be aggressive, but you are the only one who wins my heart."

A group of men were laughing.

In their view, the Tai Chi practiced by the old is actually used by the old men for exercising in the park, flirting with girls, and pretending to be aggressive.

It's just a show!
Fight against this old man who knows Tai Chi.

Ordinary people, if they don't take action.

Once he makes a move, the old man will definitely fall to the ground.

Kind and kind, squinting, sneering, extorting you 3 yuan.

It shouldn't be too easy to use the crime of beating the elderly to extort money, okay?

In Huaxia, let alone beatings, sometimes even helping an old man on the street would be blackmailed.

If you don't believe me, give it a try?
How many people used to be rich, and drove big when they came in and out, and finally rode a bicycle in the same way.

why?
It's not all because of cheap hands, helping the old man who fell down.

"A bunch of idiots."

Ye Xuan stood there coldly, scoffing at what the people around him said.

His eyes were as sharp as a blade, staring at the old man's actions.

This old man is very powerful, he dare not be careless.

"Old man, dare to ask, what do you mean when you say that I am the same kind of person as you?" Ye Xuan asked in a deep voice.

"Ha ha."

The old man smiled lightly, stretched his right palm forward slowly, posed in a Tai Chi pose, and said softly: "By practicing martial arts, you can magnify the functions of the human body, isn't it like this for you?"

"Martial arts?"

Ye Xuan was startled, and immediately understood that the "Spirit Refining Art" he practiced was actually some kind of martial art.

Similar to Taijiquan, Baguazhang, and Eagle Claw Kung Fu.

But what sect and sect does this "God Refining Art" belong to?

Ye Xuan has learned martial arts from many sects, and in the past missions, he also came into contact with disciples of various sects.

But the martial arts practiced by those people and the strength they showed are far inferior to him.

"Little brother, you are very strong. I have no choice but to show the profound meaning of Taijiquan. Next, I ask you to give me your advice."

The old man smiled coldly, and a few sharp edges flashed across his eyes.

Suddenly!

His body moved.

The figure turned into a lightning snake, and the seemingly simple steps of circumnavigation became very mysterious.

Seeing it, Ye Xuan couldn't help being taken aback.

"Such ghostly steps."

Ye Xuan looked dignified and exclaimed.

"This is the footsteps of the four images and eight trigrams, fused with the profound meaning of the universe. It seems simple, but in fact it contains needles hidden in the cotton, and contains the universe."

The old man came quickly, clapped his palms together, and in an instant, he slapped his right palm towards Ye Xuan again.

"Oh!"

In front of Ye Xuan's face, a muffled sound like a bomb exploded suddenly sounded.

"This is the eight-diagram thunder palm technique, little brother, can you bear it?"

The old man laughed and explained.

But the remaining prestige in his hands has never restrained himself.

Seeing that Ye Xuan dodged his right palm, he raised his left palm with a 'huh', and slapped Ye Xuan lightly like a fly.

This 'light' palm seems to be very light, but in reality it is as heavy as a thunderbolt.

If it is hit on the body, the bone will be broken and the tendons will be broken. Its power is very terrifying.

"I can take it, I can take it."

Ye Xuan couldn't help smiling, turned slightly sideways, and the old man's right palm passed close to him.

"Little brother, do you plan to hide like this forever?"

The old man smiled awe-inspiringly, and his palms became a bit fiercer. The wind of his palms was like thunder, powerful and resounding.

"Old sir, I'm afraid that if I make a move, you will fly out."

Ye Xuan's dodging speed is very fast. With the help of his sixth sense, he can always avoid the old man's attack in advance.

"Hehe, please, little brother, don't hesitate to enlighten me."

The old man's footsteps 'bang' on the ground, with a weight as heavy as a thousand pounds, enough to break gold and stone.

Suddenly, he withdrew his right fist and was ready to release his strength, intending to decide the outcome with one blow.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan smiled playfully, his footsteps sank suddenly, he awakened his seventh sense, and the strength of his right fist directly increased by a hundred times.

boom!
suddenly.

The old man and Ye Xuan moved forward at the same time, their right palm and right fist collided suddenly.

Intense!
But in the eyes of outsiders, the old man's right palm is limp and weak.

Ye Xuan punched right, as if he hadn't eaten, his muscles were weak and weak.

In short, the fierce collision between the two, in the eyes of outsiders, was just... a game-like fight.

To put it simply, it is a fake punch.

But those people, who have never practiced martial arts, how can they know that the punch that Ye Xuan just punched is extremely powerful.

That punch was as fierce as an elephant, as strong as a tiger, and as fast as a leopard. It actually weighed six tons, enough to overturn a light truck.

The old man fell to the ground.

"Pfft!"

At the corner of the mouth, there are even bloodshots.

Song Yufan, who had been standing next to the supercar and watching the old man punching, was completely speechless.

Nima!

100 million is this level?

Get into a fight, like pushing a fucking ball.

Who is cheating?
On the street, the sweeping lady and the broom are probably a hundred times better than this old guy.

"I hate your mother, what the hell are you doing?"

Song Yufan's face was ferocious, and his whole body was extremely angry. He pointed at the fallen old man and cursed.

"Hehe, I'm no match for him. I don't want your 100 million."

The old man snorted, his face was pale, and there was obvious congestion in his chest.

"Fuck! You fucking took my money and didn't handle my business. You let me let you go, is it possible?"

Song Yufan snorted coldly, raised his foot, and was about to kick the old man.

But at this time, Ye Xuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly moved.

"If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles. If you dare to find someone to deal with me, I will see if I will not abandon you."

Ye Xuan's face was gloomy. Previously, if he hadn't thought of Song Yufan as Song Zushen's grandson, he would have taken action to destroy Song Yufan.

But now it seems that Song Yufan not only doesn't know how to repent, but also gets worse. If this kind of person is not abolished, why keep it?
Living is nothing but wasting air and Huaxia coins, and being dead is nothing but wasting land and manpower.

Forget it!

Ye Xuan gave a stern smile, Song Yufan's heart trembled, his whole body trembled to the extreme, his hair was terrified, that's about it.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it."

Ye Xuan smiled coldly, grabbed Song Yufan's arm, lifted it up, and pulled it violently, only to hear a "click", and his right arm broke.

"what……"

Song Yufan's eyes were covered with cold sweat, his face was pale, and he cried out in pain.

At this moment.

Song Renci, who came by car, widened his eyes. After witnessing this scene, he was extremely angry for a moment.

"Haha, there is a good show to watch."

Lu Tiansheng half-closed his eyes and was overjoyed.

Song Renci actually came to deal with Ye Xuan himself.

Ye Xuan, he must die.

"Ye Xuan, I must let you die."

Song Renci's heart was burning with anger, and he said harshly.

But on the surface, his expression didn't change.

He sneered and walked towards Ye Xuan.

Lu Tiansheng hurried up to meet him, flattering and flattering: "Mr. Song, hello."

Unexpectedly.

Song Renci didn't even look at him, and walked away, came to Ye Xuan, and said with a smile, "Uncle Xuan!"

(End of this chapter)