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As soon as Ye Yi's words were finished, the audience immediately stopped.

No one expected that the young girl and the sick boy in front of him turned out to be the descendants of the sharpshooter Li Shujian!

Qiu Liaoyuan, the owner of the Liaodong Martial Arts Hall, is the invisible leader of the northern martial arts, but the sharpshooter Li Shujian is the leading figure in the Chinese martial arts in the past hundred years, and his status in the hearts of martial arts people is no less than Huo Yuanjia, Chen Zhen, who are considered national heroes, and Bruce Lee, who is famous all over the world!

The man who asked Ye Yi about his mentorship with a slight provocation was already so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth at this time.

"Miss, are you really the descendant of the sharpshooter Li Shujian? How many generations are you...... And this little brother, he's ...... again."

"I am Li Shujian's apprentice, and he is my nephew," Ye Yi said, "My master is Li Shujian's personal disciple." ”

Ye Yi replied nonchalantly.

The other party was dumbfounded.

Someone couldn't help but say: "Miss, do you know what era Li Shujian is!" If your master were his personal disciple, he would be at least seventy or eighty years old by now! How can there be descendants as young as you! ”

Ye Yi smiled coldly and said, "Is it true, let your master come out and take a walk!" You have no right to doubt my identity! ”

"Damn, I'm really here to smash the field!"

People who practice martial arts are already prone to blood and energy, and when they meet Ye Yi and Tang Zheng, their attitudes are also extremely arrogant, and in an instant, the front of the courtyard is already murderous.

Ye Yi saw them rubbing their hands, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and made a "together" posture.

Unexpectedly-

Ye Yi made a contemptuous gesture of "let's go together", and the young people who were eager to try calmed down instead.

The record of wounding three people in a single hand stopped them.

It was just the movement of their eyes that they made a decision.

The group gave up the door and said, "Girl, little brother, please go inside!" ”

"Where's your master?"

Ye Yi was in no hurry to get in.

The young man at the head covered his leaky teeth and said, "The master is drinking in the east of the city, so we will call him back." ”

"Drinking? Who to drink with? ”

Ye Yi's smile was cold with a shocking coldness.

The young man who replied wanted to say, "What kind of thing are you, my master's affairs are up to you", but when he saw Ye Yi's ice-like eyes, his heart trembled and said, "Senior brother, please ask the master to drink...... Girl, please come in first, we will serve you tea and water, and ask for advice by the way, how about it? ”

"Okay."

Ye Yi smiled calmly.

Although these people are aware of the gap in the example, they refuse to admit defeat obediently, and they will only know that they are powerful until she is taught a hard lesson.

However, she came to the Liaodong Martial Arts Hall today, originally to establish her prestige!

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The Liaodong Martial Arts Hall is a famous place, and although the apprentices are full of anger, they don't dare to do anything that violates the rules of martial arts.

After inviting Ye Yi and Tang Zheng to the main hall, they launched the third senior brother who had been practicing iron sand palm for more than ten years, and asked the third senior brother to serve tea and water to test the kung fu of these two kickers by the way!

The third senior brother smiled and walked into the main hall with tea.

"Two, this is the best Tieguanyin, you use it slowly."

The third senior brother smiled, picked up one of the cups of tea, and delivered it directly to Ye Yi.

Before the tea arrived, the strength had already hit.

Ye Yi was silent, took the tea of the third senior brother lightly, took a sip, and said, "Your iron sand palm with an art investment master is also a little hot." ”

Hearing this, the third senior brother was not surprised.

People who are successful in iron sand always have thick hands like dead tree bark, and the surface of their skin reveals a black color, which can be seen by those who have a little martial arts foundation.

What really shocked him was the ease with which Ye Yi took his tea.

You must know that he has been sticking iron sand with his hands all year round, and his hands have already opened bricks and cracked stones, and the ordinary solid wood table can't help his palm, not to mention the delicate little girl in front of him.

When Ye Yi was drinking tea, he was also carefully observing her hands.

The skin is soft, there are no calluses on the palms and fingertips, and the knuckles and wrist joints are not swollen with the protrusions that are common to martial arts practitioners.

You know, the hand is the part that best tells a person's identity and economic status.

Even if it is a triplet, one is a perennial farmer, one is in charge of housework, and the other is pampered, their hands must be completely different, not to mention that Ye Yi in front of him is still a martial arts practitioner!

How can the hands of martial arts practitioners be delicate and silky to this point, like a baby who has just been born!

But if she doesn't have martial arts, who just now quietly took a cup of tea with ten percent of her strength!

"Girl, what kind of kung fu do you have! Why can you ......?"

The man couldn't restrain himself and took the initiative to ask.

Ye Yi smiled and said, "If you practice together, you can have such an effect." ”

After speaking, she said with a serious face: "If you pay too much attention to external effort, sooner or later you will be dragged down by the imbalance of internal and external development!" ”

"Drag down ......"

The third senior brother paused for a moment, and then looked distressed.

Ye Yi saw that he was not a stubborn stone, and he also deliberately pointed out one or two.

She stood up, walked out of the main hall, stood in the huge courtyard and looked at it, and said, "Qiu Liaoyuan has some ideas, and he can actually transform the courtyard into this." ”

Hearing this, Tang Zheng was unhappy, pouted and said, "Sister, if you like the mansion, go back and ask my grandfather to get you a martial arts training ground." ”

"When will I lack a place to practice martial arts?"

Ye Yi glanced at Tang Zheng and walked to the front of the weapon rack.

Qiu Liaoyuan himself is both inside and outside, and the weapon shelves are full of knives, guns and sticks, which looks quite a bit of a posture.

Ye Yi casually lifted a nunchucks and said, "Not bad, not bad." ”

But the next second, she put the nunchucks back in their place.

Her gaze was drawn to the plum blossom pile.

The plum blossom pile in the Liaodong Martial Arts Hall is naturally not as delicate as the pile in Ye Yi's courtyard, but the plum blossom pile here is used by more than ten people in turn every day, and the surface is polished to the surface, which suddenly makes Ye Yi feel a little emotional.

Qiu Liaoyuan really teaches his students with his heart, and his students do learn martial arts with their hearts, but unfortunately some people learn martial arts but don't learn martial arts!

Thinking of this, Ye Yi's heart flew with anger, walked to the plum blossom pile, and took a deep breath-

"That's amazing!"

The martial arts hall disciples who had been following her unhurriedly since she entered the courtyard couldn't help but applaud!

This girl's skills are really like a swimming dragon, as fast as the wind!

No wonder a female streamer dares to kick the gym!

Everyone sighed in their hearts, and at the same time chased Ye Yi's figure on the plum blossom pile, trying to see some clues from it.

However, after so many years of cultivation, Ye Yi's learning was not limited to martial arts, his body was out of the dust, and every step was hidden in the gossip mysteries, and the disciples of the martial arts hall only felt dizzy after a few glances, and the blood and qi in front of them surged, and they couldn't continue to watch.

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