"Yun Xiaotian, Grand Master Fang is really your brother? He is really in his early twenties?" Yang Qingwan and Yun Xiaotian retreated aside. Yang Qingwan looked at Fang Que, who was full of energetic spirit in the dance hall, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"Yeah!" Yun Xiaotian nodded, noticed Yang Qingwan's expression, and said strangely: "To be precise, he is my brother-in-law!"

"Brother-in-law?" Yang Qingwan looked at Yun Xiaotian in surprise.

"Yes! Brother Fang is the only heir of the Fang family, the Fang family, and my sister is engaged to my Yun family." Yun Xiaotian looked at Yang Qingwan straight: "Don't think too much! You can't snatch my sister. Also, remember that you are my person now!"

"What is your person..." Although he was born in a martial arts family and had a hot personality, even Yang Qingwan was a little shy when he heard Yun Xiaotian say this at this time.

Yang Qingwan looked up at Fang Que on the martial arts field again, and felt a little disappointed in her eyes: "Such a good man has family background, looks, figure, personality... and is still a great master..."

"What? I'm not doing well!" Yun Xiaotian said angrily when he saw Yang Qingwan's look like a foggy look.

"Hello, what does it have to do with me?"

"I..." Yun Xiaotian was speechless for the moment when Yang Qingwan was criticized.

...

...

In one corner of the practice room, many disciples wearing the Invincible Martial Arts Hall practice uniforms were gathering together, discussing something in a lingering manner.

Among them was Qiao Xiu, who was sitting on the ground.

Qiao Xiu looked at Fang Que on the martial arts field, his eyes full of fear and resentment.

"Senior Brother Li, do you say he is so young, he is really a great master?"

"Yes! Senior Brother Li, it's impossible! I've never seen such a young master. Even the master has never said that such a young master has appeared in the martial arts world!"

"This person must be the Grand Master, otherwise Senior Brother Qiao would not have one move..."

Speaking of this, the atmosphere became a little awkward. The disciples closed their mouths with tactfulness for a moment. Senior Brother Li, seeing that there was a sharp light in Qiao Xiu's eyes, also quickly lowered his head.

Longyou is still a dragon in the shallows, and tigers fall into the flat sun are still a tiger. Although Qiao Xiu was almost defeated by Fang Que, he is still a master, his senior brother, and a person he cannot afford to provoke.

Thinking of this, Senior Brother Li knew that he would save Qiao Xiu's face no matter what, otherwise he would inevitably be hated by Qiao Xiu.

"However, although he is a great master, he doesn't think he is too smart in Chinese martial arts. If Senior Brother Qiao is prepared just now, he will not be defeated..." Senior Brother Li's eyes rolled and he said quickly.

As his voice came into Qiao Xiu's ears, Qiao Xiu's face also became gentler, and he nodded kindly to Senior Brother Li.

Senior Brother Li also quickly smiled at Qiao Xiu. The worries and concerns in his heart subsided.

After hearing what Senior Brother Li said, the young disciples around him nodded in agreement.

"He must have been built up by resources. I heard that this man and Yun Xiaotian came together. They must be birds of a feather. They are a grandmaster who is built up by wealthy families and relying on family resources. They are not worth worrying at all!"

"Yes, yes! It must be the master who has accumulated resources, otherwise how could he be so young and had the same cultivation level as his master?!"

"No wonder! I'll say it! It turned out to be a cotton pillow, with gold and jade inside it."

"What cotton pillow? It's just a fool! It's a thousand miles away from the master! How could it be the master's opponent?! I bet he can't stand ten moves in the master's hands!"

"Ten moves? You look down on him too much, I'll bet on three moves!"

"One move!"

...

Seeing that these young disciples' words became more and more intense and their vocabulary became more and more unpleasant, the cold sweat fell on Senior Brother Li's forehead.

These children are ignorant. Can they still be ignorant? They originally wanted to take care of Qiao Xiu's face and avoid being hated by Qiao Xiu, but they accidentally turned into a spark and set off this grassland.

Can a great master really rely on resources to build it? Without talent, no amount of resources can help!

And how many great masters are there from ancient times to the present? In the context of the revival of Lingyuan, there are very few great masters, and the great masters in the secular world are even rarer than monks in the cultivation world!

This shows the status of the great master in the secular world, and they and others openly insult the great master so much that if they really care about it, they will die...

"Shut up!" Senior Brother Li shouted suddenly. Compared to his neck, Qiao Xiu's face was nothing.

"Senior Brother Li..."

"Shut up! Don't make arbitrary judgment on the Grand Master!" Senior Brother Li shouted again, and seeing that Senior Brother Li was so angry, the young disciples around him quickly closed their mouths.

When Qiao Xiu looked at Senior Brother Li again, there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes...

On the martial arts stage, Fang Que and Yang Pingxiu confronted each other. As time passed, the momentum of both of them gathered to the peak.

"Master Yang Hall, Tai Chi emphasizes guarding and attacking, and Bagua Zhang emphasizes walking like a dragon and turning like an eagle. Then I will make a move first." Fang Que finished speaking, his body moved, and he threw a bird into the forest and shot it out with one move, his right foot in, his right palm was penetrated, and he pierced Yang Pingxiu's chest.

"Good come!" Yang Pingxiu shouted, and one hand showed off his white crane's wings and pushed away Fang Que's right palm.

At the same time, Yang Pingxiu moved his body, slap his arms, cloud palms, and lunges, trying to push Fang Que out.

Yang Pingxiu's Tai Chi was even softer. From outsiders, it seemed that there was no strength at all, but only Fang Que, who was fighting against Yang Pingxiu, knew the danger.

Yang Pingxiu no longer uses his body to move his fist, but uses his energy to lead his fist. All things in the world have become power that can be used in Yang Pingxiu's hands, and so is air.

Using energy to lead the fist, leverage the force to hit the force, and dance with the sleeves, the air around the body was missing, and it was swept by the sea.

Like the wind blowing through the wheat waves, or like a sickle cutting the leek, you swear to cut the square into pieces.

Sure enough, a master who is immersed in a national martial arts is not that simple.

However, Fang Que was not afraid, but instead wanted to fight. He felt the air-tight sword around him. Fang Que's body was like a phantom, rotating around Yang Pingxiu.

"The two qualities give birth to four images, and the four images give birth to eight trigrams."

“North, south, east, west, northwest, southwest, northeast, southeast.”

"Push, hold, carry, lead, move, block, intercept, buckle, catch, hook, hit, seal, close, flash, and show."

"Single palm changes, double palm changes, follow the trend, back palms, turn over palms, grind palms, three-pruning palms, turn around palms."
Chapter completed!