2582: C2582 I Want to Thank You

C2582 I Want to Thank You

Clearly, the other party thought that Ye Hong would resist and defend himself. Who would have thought that Ye Hong would admit it so straightforwardly?

Therefore, they were all stunned.

The bald man at the front reacted very quickly.

"Good boy, you actually dare to offend my [Bear Lord] in Immortal Crane City. You are simply tired of living!"

He waved his big hand at the two lackeys behind him and said fiercely, "Go! Show him some strength!"

The two young men, who had been impatient for a long time, rubbed their hands together and surrounded Ye Hong with a hideous smile.

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

In order to not attract attention, he didn't bring any medicinal Miyoshis with him when he went out.

However, he did not need any medicinal Miyoshis to deal with the two small fries in front of him. A pair of fists was enough.

His steps were superficial and his muscles were soft. One look and one could tell that he was two ordinary people who didn't cultivate ancient martial arts.

Ye Hong looked coldly at the two approaching each other. It was as if his body didn't move at all.

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

They clutched their stomachs and knelt on the ground in pain.

Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down their faces.

The bald man who called himself Lord Bear was startled and said angrily, "What's the matter with you guys?!"

"Boss, boss, this kid is, he's weird..."

The two young men on the ground said intermittently.

Master Bear's expression instantly became serious as he looked Ye Hong up and down.

"So I, Master Bear, have judged wrongly. He is actually a martial arts practitioner!"

The corner of his mouth curled up as his expression suddenly became excited.

Moving his hands and feet, making cracking sounds, it was very intimidating.

On the dance floor beside him, there seemed to be people who were attracted by the commotion here one after another.

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

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

Lord Bear sneered and approached Ye Hong step by step.

With each step, the strength under his feet seemed to increase a little, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Ding! Triggering Grandmaster Level Discerning Ability...

'Ding!' After seeing through it, Target Type: Yellow.

Target's specialty ability: Black Bear Seven Stances

Yellow is the lowest rank existence in the Fighting Method system, equivalent to Ancient Fighters.

However, in the Immortal Realm where the aura is sealed, the yellow who does not need to use the aura is actually very advantageous.

When Ye Hong was searching for information today, there was an example of a low rank Yellow who defeated Profound Practitioner with exquisite moves.

However, Bear Lord did not know that the person in front of him had an entire Genuine Book of Ye's Martial Arts in his head.

The types of moves inside were as many as the stars.

"I want to thank you."

Ye Hong suddenly spoke.

However, what he said stunned Lord Bear.

Then he laughed. "Kid, you must have been scared silly by this old man, right?

Your father is about to beat you up, yet you still want to thank me?"

At this moment, the customers who came over to watch the show also burst into laughter.

"As expected of Lord Bear. He scared everyone silly before he even made a move."

"I bet that this kid will kneel down and beg for mercy in less than three seconds."

"Three seconds? I bet two seconds. If you don't believe me, we'll see!"

Ye Hong did not care about the gossip at the side. He only continued the sentence that he had just said. He murmured in a low voice, "Three seconds? I'll bet two seconds. If you don't believe me, just wait and see! "Yes, thank you for reminding me of some beautiful memories."

The corner of Ye Hong's mouth curled up slightly. In his mind was the scene when he first came into contact with ancient martial arts.

He remembered the first time he had witnessed the power of ancient martial arts, when he and Sima Chongting had gone to destroy the Nightmare Factory's base.

Sima Chongting's Eight Trigrams Steps helped open up Ye Hong's ancient martial path.

Ever since then, Ye Hong had been advancing vigorously.

From the Ancient Martial Arts Realm, the Ancient Martial Arts Realm, the Ancient Taoism Martial Arts Stage Realm, the Ancient Taoism Stage Realm, and finally the Ancient Immortal Martial Stage Realm, he had become the undisputed number one expert of the Bluestar!

However, ever since he entered the Ancient Martial realm, Ye Hong had become increasingly reliant on things like energy.

In any battle, he would always use his aura to settle it.

However, no one knew that the time when he had refined his body and mastered the exquisite techniques of ancient martial arts was what Ye Hong missed the most.

Eight Trigram Palm, Form and Will Boxing, and Traceless Snowsteps. ...

These ancient martial arts techniques that had merged into Ye Hong's bones seemed to be jumping out of his body at this moment, causing his body to tremble.

However, his excited performance made Lord Xiong and the people around him mistakenly think that it was an expression of fear.

For a moment, the laughter in the air became even louder.

"Tch, so he's a coward. How boring."

Lord Bear laughed in disdain. With a slap, he wanted to send Ye Hong flying.

However, he only waved his palm halfway when he suddenly saw Ye Hong raise his head.

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

Lord Bear's pupils suddenly shrank, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Before he could react, he discovered that Ye Hong's figure had already become blurry.

A voice filled with killing intent sounded by his ear.

"Form and Will Boxing, Strike of Form and Will, Eight Hands, Phoenix's Roar!"

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time as the sound was heard, a sharp pain came from Lord Bear's chest.

He lowered his head in astonishment and found that a fist and palm had already landed on his chest at some point in time.

Ye Hong's figure suddenly appeared along with the fist.

So fast!

Master Bear was panic-stricken. He subconsciously slapped his palm in front of him.

However, Ye Hong's figure suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the voice that sounded like a death sentence entered his ears again.

"Form and Will Boxing - Ba Technique!"

Bang!

"Xiyang Palm - Stance 32!"

"Bang!"

"Eight Trigrams Palm - Eight Dragons Treading the Sky!"

"Bang, bang, bang -"

For a moment, the surrounding people were dazzled.

Every time Ye Hong changed his position, the sound of fists hitting flesh would be heard.

Accompanied by the miserable screams of Lord Bear, everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Those people who were laughing at Ye Hong earlier had long since felt a chill in their hearts and bodies. They shut their mouths tightly.

Finally, after countless punches and palms were thrown out by Ye Hong, Lord Xiong's body fell to the ground with a bang.

Bruises crawled all over his body, and his clothes were in tatters.

"Boss!"

Two of his men were holding Master Bear's body in fear, not daring to look at Ye Hong again.

"I feel good."

Ye Hong, who hadn't fought so easily for a long time, let out a breath of turbid air.

He moved his hands and feet as if the cold air in his body had been suppressed.

Although the opponent could no longer fight back, Ye Hong did not want to let them go.

He walked towards the three of them step by step with an indifferent look in his eyes.1

After Bear Lord and the two young men heard the approaching footsteps, as if they had heard the footsteps of a reaping god, they trembled simultaneously.

This was especially the case for Grandfather Xiong, who had been beaten until his face was swollen. His previous arrogance had long disappeared from his face.

He looked at Ye Hong with a pleading look and said with a trembling voice, "Big... big boss. I was wrong. I was really wrong. I beg of you, my lord, please forgive me! "

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