Chapter 2582 I Want to Thank You

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Obviously, the other party thought that Ye Hong would resist and justify, but he did not expect Ye Hong to admit it so straightforwardly.

So they were all stunned.

The bald man at the front reacted quickly.

"Well, you kid, you dare to offend me [Master Xiong] in Xianhe City, you are simply impatient!"

He waved his hands at the two younger brothers behind him, and said fiercely, "Go on! Give him some power!"

The two young people who could not wait for a long time were all gearing up, and surrounded Ye Hong with a grinning smile.

Ye Hong's expression was indifferent, without the slightest disturbance.

Although he did not bring Xingyu with him when he went out in order not to attract attention.

But to deal with the two little guys in front of him, Xing Yu is not needed at all, a pair of fists is enough.

With vain steps and soft bones, at first glance, they look like two ordinary people who don't practice ancient martial arts.

Ye Hong watched the two approaching with cold eyes, as if his body didn't move.

However, in an instant, the two young people suddenly screamed in unison.

Covering his stomach, he fell to the ground in pain.

Bean-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down their faces.

The bald-headed man who claimed to be Lord Xiong was taken aback for a moment, and then said angrily, "What's the matter with you?!"

"Old, boss, this kid has something weird..."

The two young men on the ground spoke intermittently.

Master Xiong's expression instantly became solemn, and he looked up and down Ye Hong.

"It turns out that my grandpa Xiong has misunderstood, he is actually a trainer!"

The corners of his mouth grinned, and his expression suddenly became excited.

Moving hands and feet, making a bang bang bang sound, it is very scary.

On the dance floor next to it, people seemed to be attracted by the movement here one after another.

Even the seductive woman who was singing loudly stopped and looked at the front of the bar.

"But even if you have some ability, you have to obediently kneel in front of my Lord Bear today!"

Master Xiong sneered and approached Ye Hong step by step.

Every time you take a step, the strength under your feet seems to increase by a point, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"Ding! Trigger the master-level see-through ability..."

"Ding! See through, target type: Yellow.

The target is good at ability: Black Bear Seven. "

Huang Zhe, the lowest-level existence in the combat system, is equivalent to the ancient warrior.

However, in this immortal realm sealed by breath, Huang Zhe, who does not need to use breath, takes advantage of it.

When Ye Hong was searching for information today, he found an example of a low-level yellow man defeating a profound man through subtle moves.

However, Lord Xiong didn't know that the man in front of him had a whole book of Yewu Zhentian in his head.

There are as many types of moves as stars.

"I want to thank you."

Ye Hong suddenly spoke up.

But the words he said made Mr. Xiong stunned for a while.

Then he laughed loudly: "You brat was frightened by Lao Tzu, right?

I'm about to beat you up, but you still want to thank me? "

At this time, the drinkers who came to watch the excitement one after another also burst into laughter.

"As expected of Mr. Xiong, he scared people stupid before he made a move."

"I bet this kid will kneel and beg for mercy within three seconds."

"Three seconds? I bet two seconds, wait and see if you don't believe me!"

Ye Hong didn't care about the gossip next to him, just took the words just now and whispered: "Yes, thank you for reminding me of some good memories."

The corner of Ye Hong's mouth twitched slightly, and what flashed in his mind was the first time he came into contact with Gu Wu.

I remember the first time I saw the power of ancient martial arts, when I went to destroy the Nightmare Factory base with Sima Chongting.

Sima Chongting's gossip steps opened up Ye Hong's ancient martial arts path.

Since then, Ye Hong has made great progress all the way.

From the Ancient Martial Realm, the Ancient Qi Martial Realm, the Ancient Dao Martial Realm, the Ancient Dao Dharma Realm, and later the Ancient Immortal Martial Realm, he has become a well-deserved Blue Star's number one powerhouse!

However, since entering the Ancient Qi Martial Realm, Ye Hong has become more and more dependent on breath.

Any battle can be resolved with breath.

However, no one knew that Ye Hong would miss the most exquisite time when he was training his body and using ancient martial arts.

Baguazhang, Xingyiquan, Stepping Snow without Trace...

These ancient martial arts moves that were integrated into Ye Hong's bones seemed to pop out of his body at the moment, causing Ye Hong's body to tremble.

But his excited performance was mistaken by Mr. Xiong and the people around him as an expression of fear.

Suddenly, the roar of laughter in the air grew louder.

"Hey, it turns out to be a coward, so boring."

Lord Xiong smiled contemptuously, and slapped Ye Hong's fan out.

However, his palm was only halfway through when he suddenly noticed Ye Hong, who was on the opposite side, raised his head.

A pair of eyes that are deeper than the night, as sharp as a sword!

Grandpa Xiong's pupils shrank suddenly, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Before he could react, he found that Ye Hong's figure had become blurred.

In the ear, there was a murderous voice.

"Xingyiquan, Xingyishen fight, eight hands, Luan trend!"

"boom!"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, there was a sudden pain in Master Xiong's chest.

He bowed his head in astonishment, only to find that a fist and palm had been printed on his chest at some point in time.

And Ye Hong's figure suddenly followed the fist.

So fast!

Grandpa Xiong was terrified, and subconsciously slapped him in front of him.

But Ye Hong's figure suddenly disappeared again.

At the same time, the urging voice came to his ears again.

"Xingyiquan·Bazi Gong!"

"boom!"

"Xiyang Palm · Style Three II!"

"boom!"

"Bagua Palm · Eight Dragons Tread the Sky!"

"Bang bang bang-"

For a while, the people around were also dazzled.

Every time Ye Hong changed his position, there was bound to be a sound of fisting to the flesh.

With the shrill screams of Lord Xiong, everyone felt horrified.

Those people who were still laughing at Ye Hong just now were already cold in body and mind, and tightly shut their mouths.

Finally, I don't know how many fists Ye Hong threw, the body of Mr. Xiong slammed to the ground.

Bruises covered his body, and his clothes were tattered.

"Boss!"

The two subordinates hugged Lord Xiong's body in horror, not even daring to look at Ye Hong again.

"Comfortable."

Ye Hong, who hadn't played so easily in a long time, let out a sigh of relief.

This movement of hands and feet seems to have suppressed the cold air in the body a lot.

But although the opposite side had no strength to fight, Ye Hong didn't want to let them go.

With indifferent eyes, he walked towards the three step by step.

After hearing the approaching footsteps, Lord Xiong and the two young men trembled as if they heard the reaping steps of the god of death.

In particular, Mr. Xiong, whose nose was bruised and swollen, had lost the arrogance on his face.

He just looked at Ye Hong pleadingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Big, big brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me if you have a lot!"