The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Master Huo was very dissatisfied with Ye Zhibing's procrastination for this and that, so he withdrew his hand and said with his hands on his hips, "What's the matter with you?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and said: "Master Huo, this is the main road, it's not good for us to compete here?"

Master Huo snorted, "Then tell me, which is better?"

Ye Zhibing looked around and said, "Let's go to the small park diagonally opposite. There are few people at noon, so we won't disturb others."

Master Huo thought for a moment and agreed, "Alright then, let's go to the small park."

Ye Zhibing led the way to the small park, and Master Huo followed with his apprentice.

After entering the park, it was indeed noon, and the weather was so hot that few people could be seen.

Ye Zhibing walked under a big tree, turned around and said, "It's nice here, it's spacious and cool. Master Huo, what do you think?"

Master Huo didn't care, he just wanted to beat Ye Zhibing to the ground to avenge his apprentice, "Okay, that's it."

"Since Master Huo agrees, how about this, you are getting older, I will let you do three tricks, which can be regarded as respecting and respecting the elderly."

Ye Zhibing strode forward, arched his hands and said with a smile.

Master Huo stared, "Whoever asks you to give way, do it if you have the ability, I am not afraid."

Ye Zhibing said: "Okay then, Master Huo, if you don't want me to let you, I'd rather be respectful than obedient, please."

A brawny apprentice stepped forward and said, "Master, let me teach this kid a lesson for you!"

The apprentice next to him also volunteered: "Yes, master, let's come, you always rest, and see how we beat this kid out of the sky to avenge the brothers."

Master Huo waved his hand, "No, the old man wants to teach him a lesson himself, and you all watch from the sidelines."

There is a saying that a teacher's order cannot be violated, and several apprentices obediently agreed, and stepped aside to watch.

Master Huo glared at Ye Zhibing, stretched out his left fist, protected his chest with his right fist, put on a defensive posture, and shouted: "Boy, come and attack."

Ye Zhibing observed Master Huo's routines, and felt that he should be practicing Tai Chi, the so-called softness overcomes rigidity.

Then just get up and see if he can overcome it.

So Ye Zhibing clasped his fists and said, "Okay, thank you, Master Huo, for your acceptance."

Ye Zhibing took a breath, gathered strength, aimed at the position of Master Huo's chest, and rushed forward. When he was close to Master Huo, he punched Master Huo with a straight left hand, directly attacking Master Huo's chest.

This punch was extremely powerful and fast, and in Master Huo's eyes, it was like a sudden bolt of lightning.

Master Huo sighed secretly, people should not be judged by their appearances, this kid is young, and his kung fu is so good, he still has to deal with it seriously.

He tilted his hands, trying to relieve the strength from Ye Zhibing's fist.

As soon as the two fists collided, Master Huo felt bad.

This strength is not something I can contend with, but I don't want to lose face in front of my disciples, so I decided to force myself to continue.

boom!
Master Huo took three or five steps back from Ye Zhibing's punch, and staggered barely to his feet.

Seeing this, his apprentice wanted to step forward to help Master Huo, but Master Huo wanted to save face, and didn't want his first punch to be regarded as a failure. It's over!"

After trying it out, Ye Zhibing had already figured out Master Huo's basics. This person has more than enough skills, but not enough strength, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

But Ye Zhibing didn't want to form a death feud with the Qingyun faction, and planned to stop it so as to save some face for Master Huo.

Therefore, when Master Huo turned back and attacked again, Ye Zhibing just dodged and parried, and did not fight back.

After more than a dozen moves, Master Huo still couldn't hit any part of Ye Zhibing's body. He was anxious, and his moves became more violent.

Ye Zhibing still took his time, dodging and parrying to defuse Master Huo's attacks one by one.

After all, Master Huo was old, not as strong as Ye Zhibing, and not as good as Ye Zhibing in skills. When he couldn't attack for a long time, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and his punches were weak.

At this time, his apprentices all saw that the master couldn't beat the opponent.

But they didn't dare to say it, for fear that the master's self-esteem would be hurt, so they could only hope that the kid would be more acquainted, end it sooner, and give a step so that the master's face could be saved.

At this moment, someone not far away shouted loudly: "What are you guys doing?"

Ye Zhibing took a look and saw that two uncles with red armbands were coming and yelled at them.

Seeing that Ye Zhibing stopped attacking, Master Huo also stopped attacking, and turned to look.

Two red armbands walked over awkwardly and asked them: "Are you guys fighting? I warn you that fighting is not allowed here, do you understand?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "We're not fighting, we're joking."

The red armband didn't believe it, and stared at Master Huo, "He said it was a joke, what do you think? Let me tell you, fighting affects social stability and violates social order, and you will be fined!"

Master Huo was very entangled in his heart. It was really embarrassing for the third person in the Qingyun sect to be reprimanded by a few little people.

But this is also a step down, and it doesn't end in losing to a young man like Ye Zhibing, it's a bit more decent.

His mouth moved, Master Huo finally agreed with Ye Zhibing's statement: "Yes, yes, we were just joking."

Since neither side admitted it was a fight, the red armband had no choice but to warn people on both sides, "Go away, don't make trouble here, or people will misunderstand that you are fighting."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Okay, uncle, let's go home right away."

Master Huo had no choice but to echo Ye Zhibing's statement: "Yes, let's go right away."

The red armband had played enough prestige, snorted a few times, and walked away slowly, but still looked here, monitoring whether the two sides really wanted to leave.

Ye Zhibing cupped his hands at Master Huo and said, "Master Huo, I'm really sorry, fighting is not allowed here, so I'll take my leave."

Master Huo knew that he was not Ye Zhibing's opponent, and he couldn't keep him even if he wanted to, so he said resentfully: "There will be a period later."

Ye Zhibing knew that Master Huo was aggrieved, and he didn't want to provoke him anymore, so he turned around and left.

As soon as Ye Zhibing left, the apprentices stepped forward to support Master Huo, and shouted with concern: "Master, master, don't worry."

Master Huo relaxed, and suddenly felt a mouthful of blood rushing to his mouth.

"You...help me...I feel a little uncomfortable."

The apprentices hurriedly supported Master Huo, and when they saw a few gurgling sounds in Master Huo's throat, they spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It's not good, the master is injured, let's send the master to the hospital quickly."

"Go to the hospital quickly."

Master Huo said with difficulty: "No need, let's go back to the mountain."

One of the apprentices asked puzzledly, "Master, what about Mr. Paul?"

"Never mind, let's go."

Master Huo knew that he and these apprentices were not Ye Zhibing's opponents, so if he insisted on working for Paul, it would be bad luck.