The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 100 The Three-legged Cat's Kung Fu
Didn't control the strength?

Hearing Chen Yan's words, everyone's faces twitched.

This is a ghost warrior!
He was directly crushed by his fist!
He held it in for a long time, just because he couldn't control his strength?
"Ha ha!"

Pang Taiyuan let out a hearty laugh, patted Chen Yan's shoulder heavily, and laughed loudly: "It's okay, it's just a wall, if it falls down, it will fall down!"

"Yes, we can just ask someone to fix it later."

"Yeah, I can do it myself..."

Pang Chengye and his son also echoed, while secretly scolding Chen Yan for being a pervert.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement among the collapsed ruins.

"Crash..."

The messy masonry scattered.

Yagyu struggled to get up from the ground with a knife, his face was bruised, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

He also heard what Chen Yan said just now.

A simple sentence is undoubtedly a huge humiliation to him.

The first thing Chen Yan cares about is not the life and death of his opponent, but the wall that he knocked down!
In his heart, he is not as important as a wall!

When he thought of this, Yagyu Yida's heart was suddenly filled with a strong sense of shame.

"I am going to kill you!"

Yagyu Yidao's gaze became extremely cold, and he almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Hearing Liu Sheng's words, everyone immediately showed murderous intent.

"Little brother, kill this bastard!"

"Yes, let him taste your power!"

"Give him a bastard punch, and beat him straight into a bastard!"

A group of senior brothers agitated beside them one after another.

They had long thought that Liu Sheng's sword was not pleasing to the eye, but due to the opponent's strength, they didn't dare to say anything big.

But now, after seeing Zao Zao's strength, they no longer have any scruples in their hearts, they just want to see Chen Yan take care of Yagyu.

It's better not to kill him all at once, but to torture the bird man slowly!

Hearing the encouragement of his seniors, Chen Yan just smiled, pulled up the samurai sword on the ground, and looked at Yagyu Yidao with a smile, "My master said, just keep your sword."

"give me back!"

Seeing that the samurai sword fell into Chen Yan's hands, Yagyu Yidao immediately let out a roar, and rushed forward involuntarily.

People move, the ultimate move has been released.

This time, it was directed towards the center of Chen Yan's neck.

"Oh!"

There was a sound of fists hitting flesh.

Yagyu's body flew backwards again.

This time, without the obstruction of the courtyard wall, it flew directly out of the courtyard and hit the road outside the courtyard heavily.

Liu Sheng lay on the ground and twitched continuously, vomiting blood, the murderous intent in his eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only endless panic.

Master!

This is definitely a master beyond the master!
No master can make himself incapable of fighting back!
No grandmaster has such power!

With deep fear, Yagyu Yidao struggled to get up from the ground, and from a distance, he set his eyes on the katana in Chen Yan's hand.

Seeing the samurai sword that accompanied him for half his life, Yagyu Ichidou showed a trace of tenderness on his face, as if looking at his lover.

"Fetish?"

Chen Yan looked at Liu Sheng Yidao with a dark face, feeling a chill in his heart.

Just as Chen Yan was complaining in his heart, Yagyu Sheng suddenly raised his hand and struck his face with a sudden palm.

The power of his palm was so powerful that his face was instantly blurred.

"puff!"

Yagyu spitted out a mouthful of blood with his sword and fell on his back.

His body continued to twitch, but his eyes still fell on the katana, until his pupils gradually dilated...

This sudden scene made Chen Yan a little dazed.

He stared blankly at Yagyu Itto's body, wondering why this guy suddenly committed suicide.

"The katana is the life of a samurai." Pang Taiyuan saw Chen Yan's confusion and explained with a smile: "It's like our dignity and backbone!"

"Is that so?"

Chen Yan suddenly realized, and looked at Pang Taiyuan dumbfounded, "I was wondering just now, you always hate the islanders so much, why did you ask me not to kill him?"

"Haha, if you kill him, your hands will be dirty!" Pang Taiyuan laughed and said, "He is not worthy of being the first person to be killed by your own hands!"

Does it still need matching?

Chen Yan looked at Pang Taiyuan with a dark face.

What kind of hatred does this old man have with the islanders? He obviously hates the islanders to the core!
And he looks down on the islanders from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking of this, Chen Yan couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore, and asked Pang Taiyuan about his doubts.

Hearing Chen Yan's question, the others also pricked up their ears, waiting for Pang Taiyuan to answer their questions.

Not to mention them, even Pang Chengye was like this.

They all only knew that Pang Tae-won hated the islanders, but they never heard him mention the reason.

Now, Chen Yan, the disciple who was most favored by him and supported him the most, asked. He should finally tell the reason, right?

Facing everyone's curious eyes, Pang Taiyuan's eye circles gradually turned red, and finally he turned his eyes on Pang Chengye, and said with tears in his eyes, "Your grandfather, uncle, and second uncle all died at their hands!"

"what?"

Hearing Pang Taiyuan's words, everyone was shocked.

Pang Chengye stared blankly at his old father, and asked stupidly, "Why didn't I hear you say it before?"

"It's all old stuff, there's nothing to talk about." Pang Taiyuan said: "There is no need for your generation to continue the hatred of our generation."

"I can't change my impression of people in this country in my life, but you can!"

"So, your attitude towards the islanders does not have to be influenced by me."

Hearing Pang Taiyuan's words, everyone couldn't help but be moved.

With such bloody feud, it is reasonable for him to hate the islanders.

After a while of silence, Chen Yan took the samurai sword, put it in front of Pang Taiyuan with both hands, bowed and said, "Master, I will leave this sword for you as a souvenir!"

"it is good!"

Pang Taiyuan raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, took the samurai sword in his hand, and patted Chen Yan's shoulder heavily, "It is the greatest pride of my life, Pang Taiyuan, to accept such an apprentice as you!"

"From today onwards, you don't have to run to me when you are free."

"Ah?" Chen Yan was slightly stunned, like a child who has done something wrong, "Master, did I do something wrong?"

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" Pang Taiyuan chuckled, and said earnestly: "I mean, you have already become a teacher! Moreover, with your current ability, there is nothing I can teach you as a master!"

"No." Chen Yan shook his head and said, "You old man, there are still many things worth learning from me. With my three-legged cat skills, I dare not speak big words about my master."

As soon as Chen Yan's words fell, he suddenly felt several resentful eyes cast on him.

"Junior brother, are you still called the Kung Fu of a three-legged cat?"

"That's right, aren't you just disgusting me?"

"Hey, I will never tell anyone that I am a martial arts practitioner, grandma, I can't afford to lose this person!"

Everyone talked in a hurry, and the resentment in their hearts was extremely strong.

Chen Yan deserves a beating!

He can instantly kill ghost warriors, and he also said that his kung fu is a three-legged cat kung fu?

According to what he said, wouldn't the kung fu of these brothers and sisters not even be considered as fighting moves in kindergarten?
(End of this chapter)