But Yi Jing is no longer a rookie in martial arts, and knows that this is just an illusion. Although the strength has indeed improved, it cannot be that exaggerated. So after taking a deep breath and suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Yi Jing's eyes flashed with excitement and he called out from the bottom of his heart: "System, open the attribute interface!"
"Yes, respected Master!"
A voice suddenly sounded in his mind. Yi Jing was already accustomed to this. His attention had long been focused on the attribute interface that appeared in his mind, which was similar to the game interface in his previous life.
However, at this moment, an old figure walked through the courtyard gate and came to him: "Master, a trainer from Qingye Martial Arts School is here!"
"Aoba Martial Arts School?"
Yi Jing withdrew his attention and frowned: "Uncle Wu, our family and Qingye Martial Arts School are mortal enemies. Why did they suddenly come to our door?"
"Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come!" Uncle Wu looked serious: "Our Qingyang Martial Arts School was destroyed at the hands of the Qingye Martial Arts School, and the two families have been mortal enemies for a long time. We have kept a low profile in the past years after the death of the master and his wife. In addition, Only with Lord Zhu's blessing can I live a safe and stable life until now. When Qingye Martial Arts School comes, I'm afraid nothing good will happen, and it seems that the person's expression is not easy to deal with!"
Just as he was talking, a voice came from outside. Uncle Wu's expression changed, showing anger. Before he could do anything, two servants from the courtyard gate stumbled in, and then Yi Jing saw three Qingye Martial Arts School strutting in.
Yi Jing and Uncle Wu looked at each other, their expressions darkening.
"Teacher Gu, you've gone too far!" Uncle Wu said, his face turned cold.
"Passed? Haha, we came here to visit openly. After all, the Yi family was also the number one martial arts school in Bowang County. Why, are you looking down on our Qingye martial arts school?"
The ancient instructor said with a smile. He was extremely tall, two meters tall, and not thick. He looked like a bamboo pole. But the whole person stood there like an ancient pine, as motionless as a mountain.
Yi Jing sensed the extraordinary nature of the ancient instructor the first time he saw him. Although this person had not opened up the Qi Sea Dantian, his foundation-building skills were extremely deep, and his Qi and blood were restrained, giving him a natural feeling.
However, this man was full of malice when he spoke, which made Yi Jing impatient. Although he is a man of two generations, his temper is not good, so before Uncle Wu could say anything, he said coldly: "Qingye Martial Arts School and our Yi family are mortal enemies. There is no need to be pretentious. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I have nothing to do with you." Time is talking nonsense to you!”
"How presumptuous! How dare a loser talk to our instructor like that? You're looking for death!"
Before Coach Gu could speak, a stout middle-aged man beside him roared, his face swollen with anger, and he took a step forward and appeared in front of Yi Jing, with a ferocious smile, and stretched out his big hand, He was about to press down on Yi Jing's shoulder.
Uncle Wu's expression changed, even though it was just a simple press. This move is extremely famous in the entire Bowang County. It is a powerful martial skill in Qingye Martial Arts School, called the Monument Suppressor. If this touch were to fall on an ordinary person's shoulder, the force hidden in the palm would be enough to shatter the person's bones.
He knew that his young master had given up on himself since his wife passed away, and was a well-known playboy in Bowang County. He only started practicing martial arts seriously two months ago. Although the person in front of him from Qingye Martial Arts School is also in the foundation-building realm, he can tell at a glance that he has practiced martial arts for many years and has a solid foundation.
However, before he could take action, Yi Jing's eyes flashed coldly, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward to meet him. His speed seemed slow but was actually fast. He avoided the man's blow and at the same time leaned forward with his shoulders.
boom!
Yi Jing's shoulder hit the man's chest, just like a hammer hitting a drum. The sturdy man immediately screamed, and his body flew backwards five to six meters like a torn sack. Then he fell to the ground and coughed up blood. He struggled a few times but could not stand up.
This scene immediately shocked everyone. When did the generally recognized playboy become so powerful
"Master, you..." Uncle Wu was a little excited, but he was interrupted by Yi Jing's wave as soon as he opened his mouth.
"There won't be a next time. Tell me, what's the matter?" Yi Jing stared at Coach Gu. At that moment, he clearly felt this man's murderous intention towards him.