As the saying goes, an expert can tell when he strikes. Although the speed of Hailan's palm is not too fast, it is powerful and powerful. Moreover, Song Yan can see that she did not use all her strength. If he guessed correctly, this person in sportswear A beautiful woman, her cultivation should have reached acquired perfection.
"boom!"
Song Yan raised his hand to meet him, and his two fingers collided together in the void.
As a result, Hailan was so shocked that he took two steps back before steadying his body, while Song Yan stood still and didn't move at all.
Hailan was very surprised by such a result, but even more excited.
Although she is a woman, she is more aggressive than men. However, there are really only a handful of younger people who can beat her. But now, a master of the same level who is five or six years younger than her appears. For a moment, The fighting spirit boiled in her heart, and she rushed towards Song Yan again with the sound of "come again".
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of crashing sounds continued to sound, and the energy vibrated, causing the entire corridor to shake.
"Uncle Yong, Uncle Li, what do you think?"
Fu Qingfeng, who was watching the battle, asked the two middle-aged people behind him.
"It's unfathomable." Uncle Yong said in a deep voice, with a serious look on his face.
Uncle Li continued: "Miss Hai has used the Hai family's unique skill "Haiyan's Eighteen Moves" and still can't help the boy. However, the boy's moves are mediocre, but he can calmly resolve Miss Hai's attack. It's obvious that he still has Reserved!”
After hearing Uncle Li's analysis, Fu Qingfeng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he secretly made a decision in his heart. The Fu family, like the Hai family, was transformed from a martial arts family. Therefore, the family attaches great importance to the martial arts cultivation of their direct descendants.
It's a pity that his martial arts talent is limited, and he can only reach the mid-acquired stage when he is nearly thirty years old.
He is not good at practicing martial arts, but he likes to make friends with martial arts masters. Uncle Yong and Uncle Li behind him are acquired masters who he has recruited to his side.
Song Yan is only seventeen or eighteen years old now, but he has already achieved the acquired perfection, and even beat Hai Lan. With such talent, he will definitely be able to break through to the innate grandmaster before the age of thirty. If he can be recruited into his army, wait for him After becoming an innate grandmaster, his status in the family will definitely be unshakable by anyone.
After all, the Fu family, which has been inherited for more than 200 years, only has two innate masters, one is his father Fu Zhenhai, and the other is his grandfather Fu Weilong.
Thinking of this, Fu Qingfeng asked again: "Can you tell which family or sect his martial arts has been passed down to?"
Both Uncle Yong and Uncle Li were silent. After a while, Uncle Yong said, "I can't tell that this guy's moves are simple and direct, very similar to the fighting techniques that have been passed down to the army."
"I think so too." Uncle Li agreed.
"Fighting in the army?" Fu Qingfeng muttered softly, and suddenly his heart moved, and he whispered to the two of them: "Uncle Yong, Uncle Li, you guys come together, it's best if you can force him to use his martial arts skills."
"good!"
Fu Qingfeng treated them both well, so they naturally had no reason to refuse.
As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Yong's figure was like lightning, and he ducked close to Song Yan. He raised his hand and punched his left shoulder. Uncle Li tapped his right foot on the ground, rushed to the right like a fleeting shadow, and quickly kicked out a continuous wave. The perfect leg shadow comes.
Uncle Yong is good at using boxing techniques, and Uncle Li is good at using kicking techniques. The combination of the two is very powerful.
"Hey, Fu Qingfeng, what do you mean?"
Seeing Uncle Yong and Uncle Li take action, Hai Lan was unwilling to join forces with them to bully the minority, so he jumped out and glared at Fu Qingfeng.
"Don't you think the moves he used are too common?" Fu Qingfeng said thoughtfully.
"What do you mean...?" Hailan was startled. Hearing that Fu Qingfeng's words meant that Song Yan still had reservations, he was immediately a little angry. This kid didn't take himself seriously.
Fu Qingfeng smiled and nodded, and continued: "Uncle Yong and Uncle Li cooperate with each other tacitly, and there is no opponent below the Xiantian Grandmaster."
As soon as Fu Qingfeng finished speaking, he saw Song Yan being forced to retreat under the joint attacks of Uncle Yong and Uncle Li.
If Song Yan didn't feel any pressure when fighting Hailan, but after being replaced by these two middle-aged men, Song Yan felt pressure. If he didn't use his true energy or use "turbulent waves", he would definitely not be able to defeat them.
In a state of turmoil, Song Yan decided to expose the identity of the innate master.
Therefore, facing the two men pressing forward again, the true energy in his body instantly flowed throughout his body.
"boom!"
A powerful aura burst out from his body, and then he advanced forward without retreating, punching and kicking.
"Bang bang!"
Following two concussive sounds, Uncle Yong and Uncle Li flew back like straw at the same time. After stabilizing their bodies, they looked at Song Yan with eyes full of shock and disbelief.
Hai Lan's eyes widened at this moment, and her mouth opened wide, because the moment Song Yan's momentum exploded, she felt a strong pressure, and only the innate grandmaster could bring her this kind of pressure.
In other words, is the young man in front of me an innate master
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old innate master? She strongly suspected that there was something wrong with her sensory system, but when she saw Uncle Yong and Uncle Li being knocked away by his move, she knew that there was nothing wrong with her senses and that the other party was indeed an innate master.
For a moment, her breathing became a little rapid, and she felt a deep sense of frustration in her heart. The seventeen or eighteen-year-old Xiantian Grandmaster was really too shocking.
You know, she reached the acquired perfection at the age of twenty-three, and is already the strongest among the younger generation of the Hai family. Among the younger generation of warriors in the entire China, she is also among the top ones, but compared with the young man in front of her. , that feeling of disparity made her have thoughts of despair.
"Uncle Yong and Uncle Li, are you okay?" Fu Qingfeng asked with concern. He didn't expect that the reversal would happen so quickly. Song Yan was obviously being pressed down and beaten, but how could his two masters be knocked away all of a sudden? .
"We are fine." After hearing this, the two of them recovered from the shock, and then they both respectfully clasped their fists at Song Yan: "Thank you for your mercy."
"It doesn't matter." Song Yan waved his hands and said. He had heard Zhao Fengyang say how rare the innate grandmaster was, but seeing the expressions of Hai Lan and the others, he knew that he had underestimated the influence of the innate grandmaster.
Seeing Uncle Yong and Uncle Li's performance, a flash of lightning suddenly lit up in Fu Qingfeng's heart, and he instantly understood that this young man was an innate master.
"He is actually the Innate Grandmaster?" Fu Qingfeng, despite his extensive experience, could no longer remain calm at this moment. He strode forward and respectfully said to Song Yan: "Mr. Song, are you the Innate Grandmaster?"
"That's right." Song Yan nodded slowly.
Even though everyone had guessed that Song Yan was the innate master, they still felt unbelievable and unacceptable when they heard his face-to-face answer.
After hearing that Song Yan admitted that he was an innate master, Fu Qingfeng immediately sent out an invitation: "Mr. Song, what happened today was all a misunderstanding. I have prepared a banquet for you. I wonder if you can give me a favor?"
The author's digression: Mosquito discovered that many people who left book reviews did not collect this book. With this appeal, I hope everyone will not forget to collect it when reading the book. (To be continued)