The ancient instructor was shocked at first, and then his face darkened: "I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply, but now that you are exposed, do you think you can fight against our Qingye Martial Arts School?"
"You want to kill me?"
Yi Jing gave a sneer.
Gu Jiaotou was shocked in his heart and felt flustered inexplicably, but then he sneered: "Yi Jing, you think too highly of yourself. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died countless times! Today we are here for one person. , as long as you hand over the person, our host has said that we can no longer care about the grudges in the past!"
Uncle Wu couldn't help being furious after hearing this, but he also knew that the Qingye Martial Arts School was so powerful now that it was not something the Yi family could take advantage of, so he could only endure it.
However, Yi Jing didn't have much scruples and immediately chuckled: "Instructor Gu, I think you haven't woken up yet! Past grudges? Our Yi family doesn't owe you Qingye Martial Arts School."
Although Yi Jing is a time traveler, he completely accepts his predecessor. In other words, he is not the Yi Jing of Earth, nor the Yi Jing of Beidou, but the fusion of Yi Jing from the two worlds.
Memory, emotion, personality, complete integration!
Therefore, Yi Jing certainly remembers how the Qingyang Martial Arts School declined and closed down, and how his parents died.
"Also, your Qingye Martial Arts School came to our Yi family to ask for someone. There are only two people left in our Yi family. Are you here to take my young master's life?"
"Humph, I really don't know how to appreciate it!"
The ancient instructor snorted coldly, as if he didn't want to entangle any more, and said directly: "Hand over the beggar you took in three days ago!"
"Yuan'er? Could it be that Qingye Martial Arts School is also interested in Yuan'er's qualifications?"
Yi Jing's heart was shocked, and the murderous intention in his heart couldn't help but emerge. However, now is not the time to completely fall out with Qingye Martial Arts School. He immediately turned around, clasped his hands behind his back, and said in an indifferent tone: "I don't have anyone from Qingye in my Yi family!"
The ancient instructor showed an angry expression: "Yi Jing, you have to think clearly. I wish I could protect you for a while, but I cannot protect you for the rest of your life!"
"Gu Heng, don't go too far!"
Uncle Wu shouted angrily, his beard and hair were raised, his energy and blood boiled, and a faint blood-colored mist floated around his body.
"Wu Yi, you are old!" Gu Heng, the ancient coach, shook his head nonchalantly: "If you were in your heyday, I, Gu Heng, would not be your opponent. It's a pity that in the past, the person who built the foundation in Bowang County is no longer the best. When you get old, your energy and blood decline, and you will never be the same again!”
"Even if it's not the past, it's enough to deal with you!" Uncle Wu sneered.
"Hmph!" A look of fear flashed through Gu Heng's eyes: "So what if you defeat me? There are countless people in my Qingye Martial Arts School who are stronger than me, Gu Heng!"
"Too much nonsense!"
Yi Jing pressed Uncle Wu's shoulders and stared at Gu Heng: "There is no one, get out!"
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"
A sinister look flashed in Gu Heng's eyes, and he suddenly took action, bullying himself forward. His fleshy palm was like a cattail leaf fan, with a faint bronze sheen flowing on it.
Seeing Gu Heng unexpectedly attacking, Wu Bo was furious: "Gu Heng, you are seeking death!"
"Uncle Wu, calm down, this is just a clown!"
Yi Jing suppressed Uncle Wu who was about to take action with one hand, and rushed forward with the other hand.
clang!
The fists and palms met, but it was like gold and iron, and sparks shot out between the collisions.
Yi Jing's body swayed slightly before he stabilized, but Gu Heng's body flew up and flew backwards. His feet scraped against the bluestone floor, causing gravel to fly.
"How can it be?"
Gu Heng was inexplicably frightened. He launched a sneak attack with the intention of taking advantage of the opportunity to destroy Yi Jing, so he attacked with all his strength. However, he did not expect that Yi Jing would gain the upper hand after a head-on fight with him.
"Nothing is impossible!"
Yi Jing stepped forward, his fist technique was as simple as clumsiness, but as heavy as a mountain, and he pressed forward.
"The thief is so well hidden!"
Gu Heng gritted his teeth and secretly resented it, but he had no choice but to resist.
boom! boom! boom!