Chapter 707

"Ha ha, you won't either."

Yang Xuan laughed and felt that he had finally found a little self-confidence in front of Xiao Ziyi.

"Let me explain to you. The big monk practices a kind of..."

"It's dark strength!"

Before Yang Xuan finished speaking, a man nearby suddenly exclaimed.

Xiao Ziyi turned his head and said to the man, "what is dark strength?"

The man turned his head and looked at Xiao Ziyi. When he found that he was a fairy like beauty, his eyes straightened in an instant.

Hurriedly explained, "dark strength is a concept, which mainly uses the mobilization of small muscle groups to store strength and erupt at the right time."

"The principle is similar to that of explosives. The principle of explosive explosion is the huge energy after instantaneous compression of air."

"In fact, the man's arm was not injured by his reaction, but the bald monk had already exercised dark strength in his body."

"At the moment when the opponent's palm force sticks to it, the dark force is released, which creates the illusion of reaction force."

Xiao Ziyi nodded and said with a smile, "it's so amazing. It's not easy to practice this kind of dark strength."

"Of course, this kind of thing is simple to say, but the principle is particularly complex..."

The two began to talk about dark topics.

Yang Xuan was embarrassed. He touched Xiao Ziyi's slender waist with his arm and said with a sad face, "that boy robbed my lines."

Looking at Yang Xuan's wronged appearance, Xiao Ziyi suddenly covered her stomach and laughed regardless of the image, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

Yang Xuan was stunned. When he reacted, he immediately stamped his feet and said, "well, it turned out that you meant to do it again."

"Just don't give you a chance to show, suffocate you."

Xiao Ziyi said with a playful smile.

Yang Xuan's clothes look like Qu Baba.

The man who was talking to Xiao Ziyi just now saw that the goddess suddenly ignored him and talked to other men. He couldn't help getting angry.

"Man, where are you?"

The man is in his early twenties, wearing a white T-shirt with Gucci logo, Armani's Leggings, coconut shoes, carrying a black backpack, dressed in sunshine fashion, and tall, thin and white, but he is a very attractive image for girls.

So he has absolute confidence in this casually dressed and plain looking loser in front of him.

Yang Xuan glanced at the man and said casually, "does Causeway Bay count?"

"Count you der!"

The man held his chest and said, "I asked you which sect!"

"Sect?"

Yang Xuan scratched his head. "Is egg yolk pie OK?"

The man was so popular that he stamped his feet. "It's so hard to communicate with you. I'm talking about the sect, Wulin sect, that is, the Wulin sect, what bullshit egg yolk sect!"

As he spoke, he took out a business card, "see, I'm from Tianying school."

Yang Xuan took the business card and was immediately shocked by the content on it.

"The chief expert of the middle finger Hall of the Yin claw sect of Tianshan Tianying sect."

What's so special and what!

"Tianying sect can understand, as can Yin claws. What the hell is your middle finger hall?"

Yang Xuan wondered.

The man said proudly, "don't you understand? The martial arts of our Yin claw sect are broad and profound. We have to practice one finger by one finger."

"But in the process of practice, the risk is very high. It is very possible to break your fingers, so my master created a clever way."

"That is to practice only one. Even if it's abandoned, there's still another one. Because our team mainly practices the middle finger, it becomes the middle finger hall. Isn't it awesome?"

Yang Xuan gulped down a mouthful of saliva, raised a big curtain and pointed, "cow force, cow force, willing to bow down!"

Xiao Ziyi next to her gently covered her mouth. It seemed that she had been suffocated.

The man became more and more excited and said to Xiao Ziyi, "beauty, my middle finger is powerful. Why don't I show you?"

"No, I believe you are very good."

Xiao Ziyi quickly stretched out her hand to block the front, especially worried about what soul stirring moves the man would make next.

"Does this knife belong to me?"

At this time, the great monk Huang Shan on the stage smiled and pointed to the purple feather knife on the table.

The old man next to swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to Lang under the stage, "are there any friends who want to challenge? If not, I will announce the result."

The audience was silent and no one dared to fight.

They all witnessed the great monk's ability just now. Although the purple plume knife is attractive, no one wants to throw himself in for nothing.

The old man saw no one to fight, so he had to say, "I'll announce..."

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, the middle finger hall leader suddenly raised his hand and said in a high voice, "I'll come!"

After saying that, he said to Xiao Ziyi, "beauty, wait a minute. I'll go up and take the knife and give it to you."

Then he took off his backpack and put it on the ground, and then ran to the challenge arena.

"Hey, you come back!"

Xiao Ziyi suddenly shouted, and Yang Xuan was speechless. This man is a green head, thin skin and tender flesh. He can't be beaten up?

But it was too late to stop. The young man had run to the challenge arena.

Everyone looked puzzled. He didn't look like a Wulin expert in any way.

Is he another Wulin expert who has a deep secret?

As soon as everyone's interest decreased, the big monk had a surprise just now. Maybe this guy will bring surprises again.

The old man looked at the young man for a long time. He didn't look like a practicing family, but more like a spoiled childe from childhood.

"Sir, it's irresponsible to be hurt."

The old man couldn't help reminding.

The man said with a smile, "that's good. I'm afraid I'll hurt someone. You want me to lose money."

The old man has a black line on his forehead and feels that he is not on the same channel as this man.

"Let's start!"

The old man had no choice but to announce the start of the game.

The great monk Huang Shan stared at each other, squinted and smiled, "children, this is not a fun place. Hurry home."

The young man smiled coldly, his face suddenly solidified, and his silly white and sweet expression just now swept away.

His left foot took a half step forward slightly, his eyes flashed a fine light, and an invisible momentum suddenly gushed out!

"What a master!"

There was a sudden cry from below.

Even Yang Xuan was very surprised. "It's strange that this man has no trace of practicing martial arts. How can he have such a strong momentum?"

Every person who practices martial arts will have some traces on his body more or less, but Yang Xuan didn't see any traces of practicing martial arts from the young man on the stage.

But how to explain the momentum that broke out in him?

Just when Yang Xuan was confused, the young man on the stage suddenly moved!

However, his next move almost didn't let Yang Xuan fall to the ground.