Chapter 865: North Leg vs. South Fist

In the back garden, Diao Yi, who was standing there, looked at Sun Moran in front of him, and Sun Moran also looked at Diao Yi.

is also an internal meritorious, and the other party's breath and eyes can make a judgment.

"Dare to ask who is Ye Chen!"

There is no need to scold the street like a greedy wolf, as a master, Diao Yi is just here to complete his own goals.

swept around, looked at a few people sitting on the stone chair, and said with a fist.

"That's it, dare to ask who you are!"

Ye Chenhuo stood up with a snort, looked at the face opposite, and it was really free and easy from the inside out.

I don't know how many levels he has reached in the inner family, and how much difference there is between him and his own Yuan Spirit, Ye Chen, who has long been eager to try, said that he would not let him go.

"In Xia Diaoyi, I heard that there has been a lot of friction between you and the Shao family recently, and you have injured two people and hospitalized and have not woken up until now, but is there such a thing?"

Standing with his hands in his hands, Diao's face sank, after Shao Bin and Shao Hu were both benefactors, Diao Yi promised the old man to take care of the Shao family.

Now that the two juniors have been injured in their later years, it is impossible for him to ignore them.

"Sure enough, it's the master of the Shao family, I didn't expect the old man to have such kung fu, yes, I do have a lot of friction with the Shao family, but it doesn't seem that I took the initiative to provoke it, and the hospitalization of the two people has nothing to do with me, right? Shao Bin was injured by the young master of the Jiang family, as for Shao Hu, I did teach him a lesson, but it would not be so serious to be hospitalized! ”

Ye Chen smiled slightly, Shao Hu could only be regarded as a skin injury at most, how could he be hospitalized.

"You mean the old man lied?"

originally thought that Ye Chen would admit it generously, but he didn't want him to be still quibbling, which made Diao Yi's brows furrow.

"I don't care if I lie or not, I know what I do or not, I admit what I do, what I didn't do is not something that others can frame, but since the old gentleman has already handed over the challenge, I'm afraid I won't let you leave if I don't distinguish a high or low winner tonight!"

Ye Chen couldn't wait to see how strong the other party was.

"Very well, I think so too!"

Diao Yi looked at the young Ye Chen, and he couldn't feel the unique vibration of the internal family gong from him, and Wu Zheng, who won the three stars of the external family gong with him, should not have much ability.

But just when Ye Chen was about to make a move, Sun Moran stretched out his hand to stop Ye Chen.

"Pavilion master, if someone kicks the hall, the head coach will naturally deal with it, you better wait for me to lose!"

Sun Moran will not watch the excitement from the side, where his responsibility lies, even if he knows that the other party is better than himself.

"Then be careful!"

didn't want Sun Moran to make a move, but he had already spoken, and if Ye Chen refused, it would be tantamount to hurting his self-esteem.

I could only take a step back, watch Sun Moran stretch out his hand, and make a gesture of please.

Maybe he is immersed in martial arts every day, whether it is Sun Moran or Diao Yi, they don't like to talk.

Two sturdy old men in their fifties walked into the gossip array in the middle of the garden, and after the two sides stood still, they hugged each other's fists.

"The king of the north leg is indifferent, and he hasn't been taught yet?"

Sun indifferently clenched his fists and arched his hands, his eyes looking directly at Diao Yi opposite.

"Southern Boxing King Diao Yi, please advise!"

Diao Yi smiled slightly, he has always been a fist in the south and a leg in the north, but he didn't want the two of them to meet here.

They don't like to joke, and it seems that both sides have their own strengths.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Without further ado, after the two sides made a starting gesture, they stood on the spot, looking at each other.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing the clothes of the two people, and Shangwu, Ye Chen, and Feng Jiang all looked at the situation in the field without squinting.

Only Diana didn't pay any attention to the fights, drinking and eating meat to herself, and she didn't want to waste time on things that had nothing to do with her.

The silence was only left by the insects and birds, and the two masters released their internal skills one after another, concentrating on finding each other's flaws.

Finally, between the exchange of eyes, Sun Moran took the lead in attacking, kicking with both feet and kicking directly at the other party.

Diao Yi was not lazy, his fists flicked, his body was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were fighting together.

"So fast!"

The speed did not decrease, and after the two people were entangled in one place, the figures were staggered, and all that could be seen outside was the dazzling fist and foot wind.

There was a faint roar like thunder, and I don't know if it was the wind set off by the two people's clothes or because of the sound of fists and feet colliding.

Shang Wu was instantly stunned, because with his eyesight, he couldn't see the moves of the two people at all.

Not only him, but the wind general couldn't help but rub his eyes, this is the speed that humans should have.

It was Ye Chen, after the red light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, a pair of bloody eyes took all the moves of both sides into his eyes.

The fist style of Nanquan Diao Yi is tricky, and there is a fast and short style of Nanquan.

The north-legged Sun Indifference's foot wind is strong and powerful, and the big open and big combination is to defeat the enemy with force.

The two diametrically opposed kung fu, in conjunction with their respective mental formulas, turned their bodies into weapons like a wind sweeping away leaves.

"I don't know! It's so ×! ”

The wind general rubbed his hands, licking his lips as if he saw a beautiful woman.

"Don't just look at the excitement, look at the bluestone slab!"

Ye Chen bumped the wind general with his elbow, and following the direction of Ye Chen's finger, the wind general couldn't help but gasp after seeing it.

The bluestone slabs here are not floor tiles, each of them is cut from bluestone with a thickness of more than 20 centimeters.

But the originally neat bluestone slabs were now stepped on one by one, and where the two people passed by, there were more and more footprints on the bluestone slabs.

Such a soft power is really staggering, compared to the pebbles just now, it is simply a small thing.

"The master of the inner family is really powerful, I am really eye-opening, but who can win!"

Shang Wu can only be ashamed of himself now, he can't even see what happened clearly, he can only look at Ye Chen and ask.

"The strength of the North Leg King is insufficient, and the speed has not been able to keep up with the other party, I'm afraid the other party is really a powerful master!"

Ye Chen could see clearly, at first glance, it seemed to be a fairly equal fight, but in fact, the initiative had always been in Diao Yi's hands.

Three minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and under the fight of hundreds of moves, Sun Moran also saw the gap, he didn't expect that there was such a master in Kowloon, Sun Moran is now going all out.

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, a cold drink came, it didn't feel right, Sun Moran hurriedly stretched out his feet to defend.

But the opponent's punch speed was faster, and five or six consecutive punches hit Sun Moran's soles of his feet.

The huge fist wind shook Sun Moran more than ten steps away, and the hot pain let him know that this time he lost.

"Agreed!"

If he didn't grow his anger and didn't change his face, Diao Yi hugged his fists one by one, if he hadn't deliberately retracted his momentum, Sun Moran would have been lying on the ground with the blow just now.

"Teachable!"

Sun Moran hugged his fists, and the soles of his feet that he didn't dare to fall on his toes were like pinpricks, and the other party's strength penetrated into his skin, and his skills were not as good as others, so he could only look at Ye Chen.

(End of chapter)