Chapter 920: The Sample Let You Reload
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Liu Ji glanced at the inhuman Zhuo Li on the ground, but unexpectedly did not show too much panic.
Hearing Ye Hong's question, he sneered proudly: "You deserve to know the name of my eldest brother?"
Ye Hong raised his eyebrows, a little hard to believe that Liu Ji was not afraid of Zhuo Li when he saw Zhuo Li's tragic state.
But when he looked down, he found Liu Ji's legs trembling faintly.
If you look closely, you can still see the light water stains on his pants.
A joking flashed in Ye Hong's eyes, this Liu Ji was actually scared to pee!
It turned out to be a strong man from the outside, who pretended to be calm even though he was scared to death.
Ye Hong suddenly wanted to play tricks on this guy, and said to Qin Hongshuang, "Is it okay to break something for you?"
Qin Hongshuang was enjoying the repentance of his subordinates. Hearing Ye Hong's words, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Do whatever you want."
"Then I can rest assured." Ye Hong nodded, but slowly came to Liu Ji, only half a meter away from him.
That Liu Ji still seemed so arrogant, but in fact his lips were slowly turning white.
Ye Hong didn't speak, just mobilized the memory in his mind and gently placed his palm on the conference table.
The sturdy conference table made of solid wood suddenly began to rise with heat.
And this heat was passed from Ye Hong's palm!
"Xiyang's palm-style Erwu · Hate without a ring!"
Ye Hong meditated in his mouth, and the heat in his body gathered in his palm, as if gurgling magma was condensed in his hand.
This was the second type of the 123-style Xiyang Palm that he copied with his copying ability when he was fighting against Zhuo Li.
"What is the taste?"
A stench of burnt wood products emanated from the conference room, causing everyone to be confused.
"Look at the table over there!"
Someone pointed at the table under Ye Hong's hands, and suddenly found that the table began to emit black smoke, like a state of fire.
But no one ignited, how did the table burn?
Just in the midst of everyone's doubts, Ye Hong's palm slammed hard!
"boom--"
After an earth-shattering roar, half of the conference table was blown into pieces in the sky directly under Ye Hong's palm!
Everyone was so frightened by the mutation that they huddled tightly in the corner, looking at Ye Hong with inhuman eyes as if they had seen a ghost.
"Super, super power?"
"No! It's a fairy!"
No one can explain this picture, but the fear of Ye Hong instantly deepened a hundredfold!
A trail of smoky sawdust fell on Liu Ji's head, but he didn't dare to do anything.
The trembling in the calf has extended to the whole body.
The trembling Liu Ji swallowed hard, and cold sweat fell from his forehead.
He wanted to say something harsh to cheer himself up, but when he opened his mouth, he could only cough weakly.
Ye Hong obviously saw that the water stains under Liu Ji's crotch became larger.
Sample, let you re-install?
Ye Hong blew the remaining warmth in his hand, and was very satisfied with the power of this Xiyang Palm.
Among all his martial arts, the fierceness of Xiyang Palm should be the first.
Although he only copied one of the palms, Ye Hong could slowly recover the rest of the Xiyang palms by relying on his resilience.
The most important thing is that Ye Hong did a little research and found that the trajectory of Xiyang Palm is much easier than other ancient martial arts, which is very suitable for people with low understanding.
Ye Hong intends to integrate it into the Yewu Zhendian when he has time, and teach it to the idiots of Yeren.
But these are things that should be done in the future. Now Ye Hong put away these thoughts and looked at Liu Ji in front of him playfully.