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Chapter 3 Picnic!



He managed the Sutra Pavilion, and the few disciples of Xiongba also came to the Sutra Pavilion occasionally. They came and went, and they all remembered Yue Buqun in their hearts.

In fact, this person is so unique that he is an outlier in the world.

As the eldest brother, Qin Shuang is thorough in handling things, honest and a little bit loyal, but that doesn't mean he is stupid. His intelligence and scheming are all hidden under his honest appearance.

Bu Jingyun is as cold as ice, but there is a gentle heart behind his cold face.

Nie Feng is kind-hearted and personable, and has always shone with a warm and humane image.

Yue Buqun knew that these guys would be extremely miserable in the future.

I also know that the martial arts they have learned have been hidden by Xiong Ba. Occasionally, with the help of chatting, they unknowingly give guidance to a few people during the chatting.

The martial arts field in front of the No. 1 building in the world.

Qin Shuang put his hands on his chest and danced back and forth. His small fists were already covered with layers of white mist. He turned around and fiercely waved his fists towards the attic above the city wall. In an instant, he saw two

A white fist shadow shot out from Qin Shuang's fist, and the attic in the city was completely frozen by a sheet of white frost as the fist shadow struck.

Bu Jingyun was also using the Cloud Dispelling Palm. Although Bu Jingyun who was using the Cloud Dispelling Palm was only fifteen or sixteen years old, he was like a king among the demons in troubled times. He was so powerful that no one could defeat him.

Flip your palms to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain. Wherever the palm moves, the roaring sound is endless. This row of cloud palms is worthy of being the best among the palm techniques.

Nie Feng, with his Fengshen Kick, moves as fast as lightning, and his movement skills have reached the peak of speed. If he fights with others, his opponent may be killed without even seeing who his opponent is.

In Yue Buqun's eyes, these three guys, relying on their martial arts moves, are no longer their opponents against ordinary first-rate masters.

"Brother Yue!"

After all, the three of them were still minors. Looking at Yue Buqun, who was usually nice to them and often cooked delicious food for them, they were immediately overjoyed. Even Bu Jingyun's ice-faced face was too lazy to stop being cold.

Yue's face of a man in his twenties is too deceptive. Who would have known that he was an immortal who had lived for thousands of years.

"Pa...

Snap...

Wowhaha, Xiaoshuang, Jingyun, Xiaofeng, you are so awesome, aren't you?

I'm young, and there was frost on the wall just now. The frightening clouds and the small wind were playing so hard that I couldn't see clearly. It was so beautiful.

The tricks are more beautiful and much more powerful than those people making money on the street that I have seen before!"

On a whim, Mr. Yue could not help but exaggerate.

Bu Jingyun curled his lips and said, "Brother Yue, don't tell me if you don't understand. How can those acrobats compete with us?

I’ve asked you to learn martial arts, but you just don’t learn it. You spend every day in those piles of books and in the chaotic world. No matter how knowledgeable you are, can you still save your life?”

Nie Feng: "Yes, Brother Yue, you really want to learn martial arts. If you are willing, I can tell the master."

Yue Buqun said disdainfully: "Oh, why should I learn martial arts? I don't want to learn it!

Brave man! Martial man! Where can I learn martial arts to see, explore, and analyze the wisdom of the ancients?

Let me tell you, the three of you are good at studying literature with me, but it's not enough to fight and kill every day.

As for life support, I am in Tianxiahui every day, and the gang leader and his old man are here. Who dares to come to Tianxiahui to cause trouble? I am almost tired of living."

Everyone was speechless. This was not the first time they tried to persuade Yue Buqun, but every time they were almost persuaded back.

"You guys, stop practicing. Let's go have a picnic. Although I don't know about martial arts, I also know that it's good to combine work and rest.

Just like when I read a book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I read for a while and also played for a while.

Xiaofeng, go and call Duanlang and Kong Ci!"

"Okay, Brother Yue!"



On Tianshan Mountain, by the waterfall, Yue Buqun and a few kids caught a few chickens in Tianshan Mountain. They came here, cleaned them, and started a picnic after making a fire.

"Xiao Lang, how is your martial arts practice lately?"

Duan Lang: "Brother Yue, who am I? But the son of Duan Shuai, Nanlin Sword Head, is no worse than Nie Feng and the others even if he doesn't become a disciple."

Bu Jingyun said: "Haha, bragging, there are no tigers in the mountains, the monkey is the king!"

"Bu Jingyun...! Let's compete?"

"Okay, we all grew up together, there's no need to be at war with each other!

Although I don't understand you, I am older than you after all. One thing I know is that you can never look down on others at any time.

Jingyun, you also need to change this. In my opinion, Jingyun, you are no match for Xiaolang now.

After all, Xiaolang works a lot harder than you, and he is still working hard at night.

It’s not just about studying literature, I believe it’s the same when studying martial arts. You have to learn to summarize and innovate, and there’s no need to hang on to the framework of martial arts created by previous generations.

The Tianshuang Fist, Cloud Expelling Palm, Fengshen Kick, Sun Eclipse Sword Technique, etc. that you have learned were not created by predecessors?

So when you are weak, you can rely on them, but when you grow up, you should try to break away from their framework."

Kong Ci: "Brother Yue, haven't you ever studied martial arts? How do you know so much?

Wow, you are not pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, but are you an expert hermit?"

Several people were also touched by Kong Ci's unintentional words and looked at Yue Buqun curiously.

Mr. Yue rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What are you dreaming about, little girl? I am definitely outstanding in the literature. In peacetime, being the prime minister of a country is not a big problem.

But when it comes to martial arts, I’ll drink some wine later and have a dream, and see if I can become a martial arts master in my dream!"

When he mentioned that he could be prime minister, he took a big sip of wine and looked very proud of himself.

It attracted a few people's disdain, so they didn't take it seriously and continued busy with the work at hand.

"How can you not believe it? Has Mr. Yue lied to you? It hurts Mr. Yue's heart so much!"

Listening to Yue Buqun's constant chatter, Qin Shuang suppressed a smile and said, "Yes, Brother Yue, we believe in you. In peacetime, you will definitely be the pillar of the country."

"Haha, Xiaoshuang, you still have the vision!

What a pity, time does not wait for me, God is jealous of talents!

It's really a waste of my ancient talent.

I’m not bragging, I’ve always had a very accurate vision, and I know exactly what you little brats are thinking!”

After a while, the picnic was completed, and we were eating and drinking.

"Oh..., Brother Yue, tell me, what are we thinking about?"

Yue Buqun: "Hey, it's simple. Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, and Bu Jingyun all want to help the master develop the Tianxiahui.

Duanlang, trying to attract the attention of the leader of the male gang, he went straight to the top.

Kong Ci, haha, I was thinking that Master Feng is so handsome!

Ha ha……"

"No, Brother Yue drinks too much and talks nonsense!" Kong Ci blushed and said angrily.
Chapter completed!
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