Starting from the Greyhound, seventy-two changes

The martial arts arena suddenly became quiet.

Yang Luchan.

Accompanied by the tall old man holding a dragon-headed stick, he walked over slowly.

"This is...Mr. Yang, the master of Baoyuan Qianjun Stick Martial Arts. In terms of martial arts cultivation, he is ranked second in the city..."

This was the first time Chen Ku met Mr. Yang, nicknamed "Beiyang".

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A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Especially this tall old man, he is completely the door god of the entire Yaowang Hall and the ballast stone on the ship.

In this city, one person is inferior to one person in terms of martial arts cultivation and is superior to ten thousand people.

Not only the apprentices at Yaowang Hall suddenly had a backbone in their hearts, but the apprentices at Liangjiang Guild Hall over there could not help but hold their breath and looked nervously at their headmaster.

Just now, the sect leader, as the eighth man, knocked back the Chaibao instructor in two moves and broke the bow in his hand.

Of course, there are reasons for the advantage of short distances recognized by the goalkeeper.

But the level of ranking strength is an indisputable fact.

Nowadays...

This person from Baojiao County appeared among the top ten thousand people. The difference between the sect leader and him was more than one rank...

Involuntarily, everyone felt terrified.

"Master Yang."

Huang Muxia's expression did not change. He watched the tall old man walking up to him carrying a stick and calmly said:

"I respect you as a senior, and don't be too rude with your words. You Yaowangtang secretly silenced my Huang family. As the head of the Huang family and the head of a gang, I came to ask you for an explanation. Yes. Reasonable."

"Are you taking some bullshit?!"

The tall old man was a head taller than Huang Muxia. He showed his big white teeth and said:

"I'm still saying what I said. Don't say that you don't have evidence. Even if there is evidence, I, Yaowangtang, really did it. That's because Huang's hands and feet are not clean. What explanation do I need to give to you, a little bastard?"

As soon as these words came out.

Chen Ku secretly gave a thumbs up.

"Master Yang is peeing!"

After all, no matter what, the Daji Dynasty still has royal laws, especially when the imperial court is in charge of great power and force, then the power of the laws cannot be underestimated, and it is even more formidable than in the previous life. , afraid, because he is backed by the martial arts iron fist of the imperial court.

Therefore, even if killing can be done in private, you can never just clean up the family like this uncle and just kill him, and then add "Do I need to explain to you?"

The faces of all the assistants and apprentices at Yaowangtang were all shining with excitement.

On the contrary, the three shopkeepers looked calm and regarded it as normal.

"Master Yang!"

Huang Muchia's tone increased and he shouted:

"Master Yang is unwilling to give it. That's Master Yang's ability. You have the qualifications, but Huang has to ask for it no matter what. Otherwise, how can he convince the public? Why go back and explain to his family?"

When the three shopkeepers heard this, they looked at each other and seemed to understand something vaguely.

Cao Shouxiong looked at Mr. Yang and was about to speak.

I already understand.

Huang Muxia came here to look for steps, and only Master Yang could provide this step.

Jianghu is about human nature, Huang Gun is not important, but there are some things that must be done to save face.

Otherwise, he will not be able to lead a whole department, others will accuse him of being a coward, he will not dare to stand up for his family, and his reputation will be lost.

But they saw the tall old man with his back turned to them. Listening to Huang Muxia's words, he grinned and said:

"Okay, since that's what you mean, I'll try it on you, old man."

"Master Yang, please draw the line."

Huang Muxia swung the front of his coat, bent his left leg forward slightly, put his right hand half-clasped on his chest, lowered his whole body, and formed a boxing stance:

"Mu Xia asks for advice."

"Stop fighting, your boxing is indeed interesting, but if I stick this stick, there are only two results, one is to beat you into a pulp, and the other is to beat you into a meat paste, so don't waste your efforts. ”

Yang Luchan put the dragon-headed stick in his hand on the spot with one hand, sunk an inch into the ground, and said:

"I think it's not easy for you to acquire this level of martial arts and cultivation. So, come here and try to move the water-fire faucet stick in my hand. If you can make it move even a little bit, I will ask Yaowangtang to give you a Explain, if you can't..."

"I'm leaving immediately."

Huang Muchia agreed without hesitation.

Chen Ku looked at the faucet stick that Master Yang held in his hand and stuck in the ground, and couldn't help but be surprised by the bet between the two people.

"Is it that the stick is too heavy, or is it Mr. Yang's own state? How dare you make such a bet?"

Chen Ku now has more than 14,000 kilograms of strength. Holding a thousand kilograms of iron nylon stick in his hand, even if he is in front of a person with only a thousand kilograms of strength, he will never dare to say, let the other person You can't move even a little bit, because it's standing upright. As long as you find the right point of force, you can push it down.

So how strong is Mr. Yang’s grip to dare to say this?

Huang Muchia moved.

He walked up to the tall old man, stared at the stick in front of him, pondered, first walked to the left, and then... walked to the right.

Extend your hand three times in a row.

Or take it back.

Just when everyone was confused.

Huang Muxia suddenly stretched out his five fingers and pressed the head of the water and fire faucet stick, trying to push it down...

The majestic blood energy gathered on the five fingers, and the strength, strength, and blood energy of the whole body were all shaken.

It turned out to be.

The tall old man's eyes flashed, and his body actually swelled on the spot. He suddenly grew taller and became a two-meter-tall giant. His large robes stretched out so much that his hands and sticks remained at their original height.

Huang Muxia's eyes shrank, he took a step back in shock, and let go:

"It makes the muscles and bones more flexible, the body becomes stronger, the flesh and blood organs swell...inner strength? Master Yang has reached the state of inner strength?!"

"Strong inside!!"

Chen Ku instantly heard the exclamations of the people around him, especially the masters:

"Master Yang has reached the fifth level! He has broken through!"

The fifth realm? Strong inside?

Among the voices of the masters, Chen Ku heard that Ke Yansheng was among them. He immediately slipped over to Ke Yansheng's side, seized the opportunity and asked:

"Master Ke, what does inner strength mean?"

Ke Yansheng didn't want to talk to you at first, but when he heard the sound, he turned around and saw Chen Ku. He pondered for a moment and said, "This is originally a secret behind the inner energy. I didn't plan to tell you in advance. Since today is the moment of Master Yang's manifestation, I'm here... …”

After listening to Ke Yansheng's gentle teaching.

Chen Ku finally knew the state after inner energy:

"Inner Qi, Xuan Guan, Jade Muscle, Tongmai, and Inner Strength."

"Where's the back?"

Chen Ku seized the opportunity and continued to ask:

"No more?"

Ke Yansheng shook his head and said: "The martial arts and skills of Yaowangtang can only be cultivated to the fifth level of strength, which is also the highest level in the entire Baojiao County. Originally, there was only one person... now..."

He looked at Master Yang.

One more.

On the martial arts field, Huang Muxia had stepped back several steps in succession, solemn admiration flowing from his eyes:

"Master Yang, congratulations from this junior generation. What happened today will surely spread throughout the city in the afternoon. By then, the fact that I broke your dragon-headed stick here today, Master Yang, will surely become a good talk among the neighbors and the folk martial arts community. Huang Gunzhi Let’s just let it go, I’m not as powerful as others, and I’m convinced.”

With that said, he led a group of people from the Liangjiang Guild Hall and headed back home.

"Hoo!!" The clerks and apprentices of Yaowangtang all shouted excitedly.

This time.

The three shopkeepers came to Yang Luchan excitedly:

"Master Yang, when did you break the barrier?"

"Why did you even hide it from us?"

But when they were asking questions, Yang Luchan shrunk his figure, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Get out of my way, don't let me see...it was just half a day ago."

The three shopkeepers were shocked and immediately surrounded Yang Luchan.

But he saw Yang Luchan gently opening his chest, revealing a wound that had been burned and exploded by the flames.

"What, what's going on?" Cao Shouxiong was shocked.

Yang Luchan closed the attachment again. He grinned in pain and said angrily: "Grandma, I encountered a monster. Little Shang was injured more seriously than me. Now he is lying over there in Tujieyuan... with only half his life left. , If I hadn’t fought tooth and nail to clear the pass, we two old guys would have stayed there completely.”