Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

In a small forest outside the courtyard, there is no need to worry about damaging the things in Wen Wan'er's house. Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin are more able to let go of their hands and feet.

Originally, the speed of the two was extremely fast, but now it has reached a dazzling level. Although the crowds onlookers are also good players, no one thinks that their words can block three or five moves.

"That's... Tiger Fist?" Someone could not help but whisper after seeing Zhen Qiong's moves.

"It is Tiger and Crane Shuang Xingquan, not only proficient in Wing Chun, but is even Tiger and Crane Shuang Xing so proficient?" the other person sighed.

Stunned by the martial arts of Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin, even when they were discussing, the onlookers did not dare to speak too loudly for fear of disturbing the two of them.

If it makes the two of them feel unhappy and come to find themselves to learn from each other, with their own weight, they can only end up with something similar to a sandbag.

boom-

The two punched again and each moved away from each other. At this time, someone said: "The move just now should be the Dragon Spear, right?"

"Yes. Their martial arts are fully integrated, reaching the realm of man and gun, regardless of whether they have guns in their hands, or even other weapons, they can use gun skills, and their power is not too low."

"He...really scary and terrifying! These two people are from the ancient martial arts family and have a complete inheritance...it's not right! Even if you start martial arts from your mother's womb, you can't have such strength!"

"It can only be said that people and their physiques cannot be generalized. What is a genius? This is a genius!"

When the two were chatting, Kun Yuxin took a deep breath, then gave a soft drink and patted it with a palm.

She almost turned into an afterimage, and wherever she passed, the fallen leaves were scattered, and some fragile leaves were in mid-air, being stirred into fragments by the air current brought by Kunyu Xin.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Qiong's pupils shrank slightly. His movements were not slow at all. He stretched out his hands to grab Kun Yuxin's arm, then turned around and pulled away Kun Yuxin's palm.

Snapped-

Kun Yuxin couldn't stop, slapped her palm on a tree thick in the bucket, and made a dull sound. When she retracted her palm, her white palm was only slightly red.

However, there was a palm print running through the tree trunk, and everyone who was there could not help but take a breath, causing the temperature in the grove to rise slightly.

Seeing a palm slapped through the trunk, both Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin stopped fighting.

Kun Yuxin turned to look at Wen Wan'er and asked, "Is this tree yours? Do you need to pay if you shoot it dead?"

Wen Wan'er smiled bitterly and didn't speak. Wen Guoxiong on the side recovered from consternation, coughing lightly and then said: "No, this is just a wild tree in the mountain. It doesn't hurt to slap a tree to death."

"Moreover, the vitality of this tree is notoriously strong. I'll let someone fix it later. It is estimated that it will be no problem to grow into a towering tree."

"Oh! That's good." Kun Yuxin laughed, then turned to Zhen Qiong and said: "It's all to blame on you! Why don't you stand in place and take my palm, the tree won't hit me in vain. Yet?"

When the crowd onlookers heard the words, they all screamed in their hearts, grandma, who dares to take your palm? I'm afraid you will vomit blood on the spot if it is not steel.

Zhen Qiong shook his slightly numb hands and said, "You even used the cloud palm to come out. If I don't hide, am I going to be beaten into the hospital by you?"

Don't look at him using Tai Chi's move just now to push Kun Yuxin away lightly, but the backlash on his hands is still real.

Hearing Zhen Qiong's answer, the crowd onlookers screamed again, President Zhen, that is, you can hide, no matter who is present, when facing President Kun's palm, it is estimated that there is no time to react.

"It's boring. It's interesting to beat that lunatic." Kun Yuxin said.

"I think so." Zhen Qiong agreed.

Although the two had their own goals in the discussion, the playful mentality still accounted for the majority. In addition, being in Yunhu Village, and being infected by the atmosphere of the villagers' martial arts, this was the reason for this.

However, the two of them did not actually take action in person. From the beginning to the end, their respective systems were playing on their behalf. Otherwise, even Kun Yuxin would not be able to seamlessly integrate various martial arts in a short period of time and still have full power.

Especially the last Cloud Piercing Palm is a long-lost skill in Long Huang Country.

Listening to the chat between the two, although the crowd onlookers did not know who the madman Kun Yuxin was talking about, they still mourned for each other for three seconds from the bottom of their hearts.

Being stared at by such a grandmother is not to have a good life, just like they all lived in the fear of being "dominated" by Wen Wan'er.

Fortunately, Wen Wan'er got a good job this year and met Zhen Qiong, a good boss. After returning home, she didn't accumulate any anger.

Otherwise, in accordance with the "customs" of previous years, Wen Wan'er had already passed the discussion with each family on the basis of New Year's greetings.

The people in the village have been blessed by the literary family, and when Wen Wan'er is in the discussion, they are also very measured, so each family will send people to bite the bullet.

But after all, he was beaten. Even if he didn't get hurt, his body would be sore and sore as after a passionate workout.

This is why, when Wen Wan'er just came back, the two men who were discussing with each other would sweat coldly when they saw her.

Zhen Qiong moved his hands and feet while walking back. Wen Wan'er appeared beside him at the right time. She didn't know where to take out a kettle and said, "Mr. Zhen, drink water."

"Oh. Thank you." Zhen Qiong smiled slightly, and took a drink from the kettle.

Kun Yuxin on the side asked, "What about me?"

"Here!" Wen Wan'er was like magic again, and she took out another kettle and handed it to Kun Yuxin.

"Wan'er, you are awesome, if anyone can..."

Before Kun Yuxin finished her words, Zhen Qiong grabbed her water bottle and said into her mouth: "The temperature of the water is just right. Drink the water. Don't disappoint Wan'er."

Seeing that Zhen Qiong was still reluctant to bring up this topic, Kun Yuxin snorted coldly, dodged Zhen Qiong lightly with the kettle, and walked into the courtyard on her own.

Among the few young people who were watching not far away, a little fat man asked, "Didn't you look for someone to compete? While he has just finished a game now, maybe there is still a chance."

"There is a chance for a fart, you didn't see it. After he finished the fight, didn't he even breathe? This is obviously easy to do!" Zhao Shu's son said.

Another young man said: "Before, Sister Wan'er said that you are not an opponent of the guest, and you are still a little unconvinced. Now it seems that Sister Wan'er is taking care of you. People knocked over."

"Fart! I can at least catch two palms."

"Oh! Really?" The little fat man pointed to the tree and asked.

"Huh! If I get serious, I can make him kneel down and beg me by my side, let me not die." Zhao Shu's son coldly snorted, speaking in the most violent tone, and said the most insulting voice. if.

However, after seeing Zhen Qiong and Kun Yuxin's martial arts, no one would laugh at him.

"You are right!" The little fat man could hardly disagree.

After putting down his thumbs up, he asked, "I saw you just now. It seems that the two guests were photographed during the discussion, right?"

"I am a martial arts UP master! Occupational illness, I subconsciously filmed the video, if it is not suitable, I will delete the video."

"That's not necessary. Don't post it on the Internet. Let's see it for ourselves and slowly understand it. I believe it will help our martial arts a lot."

"It makes sense!"