The strongest world crossing

Even the only gold jewels left in the ring are estimated to be worth tens of millions.

But the more ordinary life is, the better you can experience life.

However, the idea of ​​renovating the library was abandoned by Ye Zhen as soon as it came up. After all, the old library is the home in Ye Zhen's memory.

After dinner, the three of them prepared to go home to rest, and Ye Zhen had to remove some ordinary books and replace them with treasures collected by special means in "My God Against the Heavens"!

Suddenly, Zhao Min was attracted by a scenery in the roadside park.

"Hey! Husband's side actually has a ring, it seems very lively."

Zhiruo also looked over, and asked curiously, "Sure enough, as Minmei said, could it be that there are people who ascended like my husband here?"

Ye Zhen just laughed off the title of Ascension Man, because the thin aura in the real world is simply not enough for people to cultivate internal strength.

Unless one takes some spiritual herbs, such as wild ginseng or spiritual wisdom that is more than a hundred years old, even so, the cultivated internal strength is weak, as thin as a hair, and at most it can nourish the body and make the body stronger than ordinary people.

In terms of strength, I am afraid that even nine-rate masters can't beat them.

It's just that the two girls are full of curiosity, especially Zhao Min, who loves the most lively.

Ye Zhen smiled lightly and said, "Forget it, since you want to see it, let's go and have a look, it's just a trick to deceive people."

When the three of them arrived, the arena was fiercely fighting, but Ye Zhen almost suffered internal injuries just after taking a second look.

Chapter 58 Tai Chi "Grandmaster"

When the three arrived, the arena was in full swing, but Ye Zhen almost suffered an internal injury when he glanced casually.

I saw a ring completely surrounded by the crowd in front of me, and a fat lady with glasses stood in the center, with an embarrassing expression on her face and a smile on her face. Those who didn't know were still wondering where this came from.

Around the aunt, there are seven or eight men and women who are also wearing white exercise uniforms, both young and old.

From the looks of it, these people around are inferior to the big-eyed aunt in terms of clothing and personality, and they are probably disciples or something.

Gradually, Zhiruo's complexion became a little weird, and she whispered in Ye Zhen's ear, "Brother Ye, is this teacher also a martial artist? Why is she wearing pajamas, and why is her footsteps more vain than ordinary people?"

"And Zhiruo didn't notice a trace of internal force flow in her body."

at this time.

A disciple came forward with a smile, bowed to the aunt, and then folded his hands with the aunt.

"what!"

Sudden!The disciple suddenly let out a pig cry, which made everyone present tremble with fright.

Even Zhao Min and Zhi Ruomei's eyes were full of astonishment.

After a scream, the disciple suddenly rolled on the ground, as if being beaten by some invisible person, like a spinning top, he rolled directly around the ring.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this man's ugliness, most of the onlookers burst out laughing.

But there are still a very small number of people who look at the aunt with eyes, as if they are looking at heaven and man!

"Brother Ye, what are they doing? Why can't Zhiruo understand at all?"

Zhiruo was puzzled, looking at it, this disciple who didn't know the sect seemed to be injured by the master's inner strength, but the injured movement was so ridiculous and ugly.

It looked so, but Zhiruo didn't see any trace of internal strength from this disciple and the teacher.

Ye Zhen was expressionless, and lightly spit out the word "liar"

While speaking, another female disciple stepped forward and grabbed the optician's hand.

Well, this one seems to be even worse, looking at the nimble figure jumping in place, grinning wildly, circling around, and waving his hands violently.

Ye Zhen couldn't help laughing out loud, because the female disciple's actions, no matter how you looked at it, looked like her hand was bitten by a dog, and she was in pain.

The next step was even more powerful, seven or eight disciples lined up in a row, just like the appearance of the martial arts TV show, waiting in full force.

Our auntie with glasses first showed a honeyed smile like a master to the crowd, and then flicked her fingers at the nearest disciple.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhen saw a group of white, fat, maggot-like creatures scrambling around on the ring, making people extremely disgusted.

The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth twitched, but seeing the cute look of the two daughters biting their cherry lips lightly to keep herself from laughing with great interest, she shook her head helplessly and continued to watch this humiliating thing.

After a while, a group of people who looked like TV reporters arrived here.

When people saw the reporters coming, they spontaneously moved out of the way.

As soon as he arrived under the ring, the reporter asked a question, "Excuse me, are you Teacher Yan Fang?"

Seeing the reporter's arrival, the glasses aunt, that is, Yan Fang's glasses, flashed a gleam of pride under the sunshine.

Putting on the appearance of a grandmaster, with one hand behind his back and the other hanging on his lower abdomen, he calmly said, "Yes! I am the grandmaster of Tai Chi, Master Yan Fangyan!"

"Push!"

Zhao Min couldn't help laughing, leaned closer to Ye Zhen's ear, and said, "Husband, this liar really dares to say that he even claims to be a master of Taiji. Isn't this the master's unique move, and I don't care about it?"

Zhiruo also nodded her head in a serious manner, thinking, "This kind of liar dares to say such shameless words, my husband might as well kill him with a sword! To avoid embarrassing the Wudang faction."

Ye Zhentong frowned slightly, he didn't want to talk to this liar, he didn't even want to take a look.

But seeing the rise of the second daughter's interest, he stayed where he was and pondered his own way of swordsmanship, but as soon as the word "grandmaster" of Tai Chi came out, Ye Zhenxin felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly.

However, in such a short time, there were more conversations between the reporter and Yan Fang.

Reporter, "Master Yan, what's the name of your kung fu for knocking people into the air?"

Yan Fang: "This master's set of kung fu is called Ling Kong Dance, and it is the real authentic Tai Chi Kung Fu!"

As she said that, Yan Fang suddenly waved her wrinkled rough hand towards a disciple.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jumped up under the signal of Yan Fang's eyes, and with a scream, fell to the ground and began to roll and convulse.

But no matter how you look at this action, it looks like a mental retardation, and the crowd of onlookers burst into laughter again.

The corner of the reporter's mouth also twitched, feeling that his IQ had been seriously trampled on.

"Master Yan, is this disciple's reaction real or a show?"