I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 12

Yang Yi smiled faintly, but in fact this scene was already in his expectation.

He wants to subdue the three gangs and dominate the dock, which is naturally not something he can do with just one touch.

In the end, force must be used.

But he still tried his best to talk about salary and treatment to everyone, just to dispel their resistance, so that the scope of the fight was enclosed between him, Zhao Laosan and Ma Meng.

In this way, mass bloodshed and sacrifice can be avoided.

Otherwise, even if he achieves his goal, what will be left to the Chaoshan Gang and the local gangs is hatred.

He said: “Then I don’t know Boss Zhao, what do you think?”

Zhao Laosan glanced at Ma Meng, then at Li Chunfu, and finally said: “Tonight we received Li Shu’s post, saying that we have to compete for the ownership of the dock. Since it is a competition, it is naturally a matter of hand. Win or lose.

In my opinion, it’s better to have one of us from each of the three parties and try each other out.

Whoever wins in the end will start the company. ”

Ma Meng’s eyes lit up, and he immediately agreed: “Okay, I agree with this suggestion. We came out to mix Rivers and Lakes, the others are all imaginary, only the skill is real.”

Yang Yi nodded slightly, and he looked at the two people’s character panel.

Civilian: Zhao San’er.

Age: 26 years old.

Cultivation Base: Roughly pass fists and feet.

Cultivation Technique: Yuemen Saber Technique, Baimeiquan.

…

Civilian: Ma Meng.

Age: 30 years old.

Cultivation Base: Roughly pass fists and feet.

Cultivation Technique: Arhat Boxing.

Although Zhao Laosan and Ma Meng are both leaders, the real Cultivation Base hasn’t even cultivated Ming Jin.

Because Ming Jin is already a master in this era.

After all, in this era, people’s lives are difficult and their level of education is low. Naturally, martial arts training is not as fast as those on the sky. Ming Jin is just an introduction to Martial Dao.

He said: “Okay, just as you said. Since I brought up the battle tonight, I will be the first one to go out. I don’t know the two bosses, which one is willing to come up and enlighten me? ”

“I come!”

Ma Meng couldn’t wait, he strode forward, and then gave a low shout. The other person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, rushing towards Yang Yi, without the so-called etiquette at all.

Tigers roar in the mountains and forests, Killing intent bashing.

A cold light flashed in Yang Yi’s eyes, he did not retreat but moved forward, strode forward, punching out like a poisonous dragon.

This is the drill punch in the Five Elements punch, and it is also the water punch.

Snapped!

The fists intersected, making a violent noise.

Ma Meng’s face changed drastically, revealing an extremely painful expression. He felt a drill force penetrated into his arm from his fist, making his muscles and flesh seem to twist like a twist, and he was instantly weak and weak.

Ma Meng’s arm fell weakly, and Yang Yi’s fist was cast unabated and imprinted on Ma Meng’s chest.

what!

Ma Meng screamed, and his body slipped out, leaving two deep gullies on the ground, and the sand waves rolled.

Finally, he fell to the ground with a sound and couldn’t stand up for a while.

Wow!

The Chaoshan Gang was in an uproar.

In their eyes, the powerful and invincible horse mammoth boss was defeated with a single punch, neatly.

Yang Yi cupped hands and said: “Boss Ma, let’s accept it.”

Hatred flashed in Ma Meng’s eyes, but under the gaze of everyone’s eyes, he could only admit defeat and said: “Young Master Yang is great, my horse surrendered and helped me get up.”

The two younger brothers hurriedly stepped forward and violently helped the horse up.

Yang Yi smiled slightly, then looked at Zhao Laosan and said, “Boss Zhao, please.”

Boss Zhao shook his head, and said with a simple smile: “I don’t think I’m not Young Master Yang’s opponent, so in this battle, please ask our local helper to make an offer.”

When he finished speaking, a burly young man with a big knife walked out from behind him.

Yang Yi frowned and looked at the other person’s character panel.

Civilian: Yue Menting.

Age: 28 years old.

Cultivation Base: Ming Jin Dacheng.

Cultivation Technique: Yuemen Saber Technique, white eyebrow fist, lion fist.

Yue Menting’s eyes were sharp, he flicked his long knife, and then stepped forward, cupped fist said: “Yue Menting Yuejiamen, Young Master Yang, please.”

Wow!

The people around were in an uproar, and Zhao Laosan actually invited Yue Menting to move.

Yuejiamen is one of the most famous martial arts museums in Foshan. Although Yuementing is young, he has a great reputation, so many people have heard of him.

“Lao San Zhao is too shameless. When did Yue Menting become an offering to the local gang?”

“Young Master Yang is in danger now, how can his fists be more than a big sword.”

“It doesn’t matter who wins, it doesn’t matter which company you join anyway.”

………

Ma Meng looked at Zhao Laosan with a look of contempt in his eyes.

Although he is rude and arrogant, he can’t do anything.

Zhao Laosan played this kind of trick, and he also despised it in his heart.

Yang Yi’s eyes were solemn, although he had just entered Ming Jin, but because of Zhang Xiankui’s 30 years of Fist Technique experience, even Ming Jin Dacheng was not afraid.

But a meat fist is hard to beat a big sword.

Unless it is Martial Arts that has reached a certain Realm and can ignore the sword, the combat power will be weaker out of thin air.

There is a big difference between weapons and no weapons.

Yang Yi looked at ‘Yuemen Saber Technique’, and a reminder sounded in his mind:

“Do you want to study?”

“Yes!”

boom!

Countless streams of information appeared out of thin air, impacting Yang Yi’s mind.

In a trance, he seemed to have turned into Yue Men Ting. He practiced Yue Men Saber Technique hard since he was a child, and he has been extremely proficient in Yue Men Saber Technique.

Eighteen years of memory made Yang Yi just frown.

Soon, he merged all his memories.

Yuemen Saber Technique had no secrets in his eyes.

If he wants to beat Yue Menting, he is the only one who has learned the Yue Men Saber Technique by stealth, so that he can predict the enemy and win victory.

Yang Yi cupped hands also politely said: “Qingyuan Yang Yi, please.”

When the words fell, he put on a three-sana pose.

…

Under the moonlight.

The river beach was silent.

Yang Yi and Yue Menting stood opposite each other, only about three meters apart.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the court closely.

At this moment, an extremely solemn breath slowly spread.

At a certain moment.

A snow-white knife light suddenly appeared in the night.

Like lightning, tearing through the void.

Yue Menting walked with the knife, and instantly crossed a distance of three meters, and slashed towards Yang Yi with a sharp sharp.

His movements are too fast and too abrupt.

Even Ma Meng, Zhao Laosan and others who were watching the battle did not react, and the sword was out of its sheath.

“Dage!”

Yang Rui and Yang Xuan exclaimed, their eyes cracked.

They saw Yue Menting’s broadsword appear under Yang Yi’s head without warning, the difference was no more than ten centimeters.

It seems that in the next instant, it will be split in half.

Yue Menting’s eyes were cold and stern, Yue Men Saber Technique was already known for being cruel.

Once the shot is taken, he must return in blood.

But at The next moment, his pupils shrank tightly, because he saw Yang Yi’s figure only slightly to one side, and he avoided his headshot. It was a small difference, and it was dangerous.

Without any pause, he turned his wrist to reach a horizontal cut, as if he wanted to cut Yang Yi lazily.

But again, Yang Yi took a step back and could not afford to avoid it.

“I do not believe!”

If the first time was a coincidence, then the second time would definitely not be justified.

Yue Menting yelled in his heart, his Saber Technique was stern, like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, surging surgingly, domineering and cruel, one knife after another, one knife faster than one knife.