Maoshan Ghost King

As soon as Guan Dashao brought those people into Ge Yu’s sight, he had already noticed this person. This person was calm and light, and his eyes were clear, and Ge Yu could tell at a glance that this person is a person. A master of internal martial arts.

Ge Yu didn't expect that this kind of inner master would also appear in places like Jiangcheng. It is really rare that this kind of person is actually very close to the practitioner.

He strode forward, step by step, breaking the stone slabs in the campus one after another, staying three meters away from Ge Yu, a pair of tiger eyes staring at Ge Yu, his hands bluffing, doing Put out a posture that you have to shoot at any time.

Zhong Jinliang swallowed fiercely, looked at Mr. Yan in front of him, then glanced at the broken stone slab under his foot, and said in horror: "Brother Yu...you quickly make up for Guan Daxiao, and say something soft. If you don’t remember the villain, Master Guan will definitely spare you this time..."

"Haha...Is it too late to pay now? Since this kid toasts and does not eat fine wine, and dares to fight against Guan Dasao, then don't blame me for being impolite! You are also not satisfied with Jiangcheng. The one who provokes me Guan Daxiao, you are just a watchdog, I kill you as easily as trampling on an ant." Guan Dasha saw Mr. Yan stand up, his heart was immediately full of confidence, why never Ge Yu put it in his eyes.

If it is an ordinary person, seeing Mr. Yan’s such powerful means, his legs and feet have already been frightened, but Ge Yu still does not change his face. He glanced at Mr. Guan and said: "I said this big brother, I stepped on it. The school slate is going to lose money."

Mr. Yan was standing here, making preparations for the battle. Unexpectedly, Ge Yu suddenly came up with such a sentence, almost spitting out old blood in depression.

"Boy, if you are against Guan Dashao, you are my enemy. Guan Dasho is kind to me, thinking you are a fellow man, now I can give you a chance to kneel down and give Guan Dashao a few heads. Apologize, don't see Guan Dasao's woman again in the future, just forget about it, otherwise..." Mr. Yan threatened.

"Big brother, are you mistaken...who is the same person as you? The one who is the same as you is a Japanese melon, I am really a little bit ashamed to be with you." Ge Yu said slightly mockingly.

Mr. Yan's eyes widened in an instant. He originally thought that with the indomitable momentum of his body, he would be able to calm the little security guard in front of him. Now, does this little security guard have a bad brain and dare to rush himself like this?

No matter how good the temper is, I can’t bear it anymore. Mr. Yan shot a cold light in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, “Boy, you are really a fledgling and not afraid of tigers. If you don’t teach you today, you don’t know what it is. There are people outside, there are mountains outside the mountains!"

As he said, Mr. Yan's hands trembled, and the training suit on his body swelled without wind, and the bones of his body made a humming sound, and the ears of the listener were numb.

Although Da Shao Guan stayed with Mr. Yan for several years and knew that he was a very powerful master, he had not seen Mr. Guan take action in recent years, and said that few people in this Jiang city dared to provoke him, even if they did. , There is no need for a master like Mr. Yan to come forward.

It was also the first time that he saw Mr. Yan using such a powerful method. The slate under his feet was broken and there was no wind on his body. He felt that he was standing close to Mr. Yan, and a strange wind blew on his face and cut. His face hurts.

Until today, Master Guan did not know that Mr. Yan was such a powerful existence.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Young Master Guan's mouth, and he thought to himself that if such a small security guard wanted to fight against himself, he really wanted to die.

"Brother Yu...you..."

When Zhong Jinliang saw that the other party was really about to do something, he was frightened, and he wanted to persuade Ge Yu to say a few more words. Ge Yu looked back at him and said in a deep voice: "Shut up, step back."

At this time, after Ge Yu said these words, an inexplicable breath was faintly released from his body. Zhong Jinliang swallowed again when he said that, and withdrew aside with anxiety.

Just as Zhong Jinliang retreated, Mr. Yan made a wrong footstep and waved his hands. As if the air was torn apart, he made a "whooping" wind and patted Ge Yu's chest with a palm.

Bajiquan is a short-fighting method, suitable for close combat. The action is sturdy, simple and unpretentious, but it exerts rapid force and strikes hard. The force is exerted on the heels, walking on the waist, penetrating the tips of the fingers, so it has a great explosive power and is very aggressive, and it has the tendency of "slamming the sky and stomping Kyushu."

For people like Mr. Yan who have cultivated Bajiquan to reach the realm of inner family practice, this set of boxing methods is more powerful.

When Ge Yu was on the mountain, before he was ten years old, he was already proficient in the martial arts of various schools. It was clear to his heart that this Bajiquan was no exception.

Kung fu is a basic skill for practitioners. Practitioners like Ge Yu can fight against such masters in the martial arts world. To be honest, they are really bullying.

Mr. Yan's palm hit, swiftly and violently, aroused like a cannonball, Ge Yu shook his figure and easily avoided.

Although this palm is very fierce, Ge Yu can still feel that Mr. Yan has left a bit of strength, perhaps because he is afraid that this one will fall on him and he will be beaten to death.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to take the hand of Mr. Yan, after all, he had already cultivated to the realm of great accomplishment in the inner family technique.

Seeing Ge Yu dodge his palm with a slight shake of his body, Mr. Yan was a little frightened. He was really quick to exercise. He really underestimated the little security guard in front of him. He was stronger than he thought. a lot of.

Between the sparks and flints, Mr. Yan shook his shoulder and returned his hand with another palm, hitting Ge Yu's body. This time, Mr. Yan no longer kept his hand, but used ten percent strength.

If you play against a master and leave a little bit of effort, you may be defeated.

With this palm, Ge Yu still dodged away easily, his figure erratic like a ghost.

Mr. Yan was shocked again. He was so fast. His methods have been used to the extreme. He didn't even touch his clothes. Why does this young boy under twenty years old have such clever methods? .

When he was frightened, Mr. Yan made another ruthless move. This move is the essence of Bajiquan, called Lidi Tongtianbao!

He clenched fists with both hands, the whole body's internal strength was swallowed, gathered on the fists, and slammed into Ge Yu's chest with the momentum of thunder.

As soon as these fists were thrown out, there was a sound of wind and the ground was dusty. If this fist was hit firmly, even a stone monument in front of it would be crushed.