Liu Ji glanced at the shapeless Zhuo Li on the ground, but unexpectedly did not show too much panic.
Hearing Ye Hong's question, he sneered proudly: "Do you deserve to know my eldest brother's name?"
Ye Hong raised his eyebrows, a little hard to believe that Liu Ji was not afraid of Zhuo Li after seeing his miserable state.
But when he moved his eyes downward, he found that Liu Ji's legs were shaking faintly.
If you look carefully, you can still see light water stains on his pants.
A flash of amusement flashed in Ye Hong's eyes, Liu Ji was so scared that he peed!
It turned out that he was a tough guy on the outside, a guy who pretended to be calm even though he was scared to death.
Ye Hong suddenly had the idea of teasing this guy, and said to Qin Hongshuang on the side: "Is it okay if I break something of yours?"
Qin Hongshuang was enjoying the confessions of her subordinates. When she heard Ye Hong's words, she couldn't help but be stunned and subconsciously said: "Whatever you want."
"Then I'm relieved." Ye Hong nodded, but slowly came to Liu Ji, only half a meter away from him.
Liu Ji still seemed so proud, but in fact his lips were slowly turning white.
Ye Hong didn't say anything, just recalled the memories in his mind and gently placed his palms on the conference table.
The sturdy conference table made of solid wood suddenly began to rise with heat.
And this heat was transmitted from Ye Hong's palm!
"Xiyang Palm Style 25·Hateful Earth Without Rings!"
Ye Hong muttered silently, and the heat in his body gathered in his palms, as if gurgling magma had condensed on his hands.
These were the second and fifth of the one hundred and twenty-three Xiyang Palm moves that he had copied through his copying ability when he fought Zhuo Li just now.
"What is the taste?"
A smell of burnt wood products filled the conference room, causing everyone to look confused.
"Look over at the table!"
Someone pointed at the table under Ye Hong's hands, and suddenly found that black smoke began to rise from the table, which looked like it was on fire.
But no one lit the fire, so how did the table catch fire
Just when everyone was confused, Ye Hong made a strong movement with his palm!
"boom-"
After an earth-shattering roar, half of the conference table was blown into pieces under Ye Hong's palm!
Everyone was so frightened by this change that they huddled tightly in the corner, looking at Ye Hong with inhuman eyes as if they were seeing ghosts.
"Super, superpower?"
"No! It's a god!"
No one can explain this picture, but the fear of Ye Hong instantly deepened a hundred times!
Pieces of wood chips emitting smoke fell on Liu Ji's head, but he did not dare to make any move.
The trembling in my calves has extended to my whole body.
Liu Ji, who kept trembling, swallowed hard, and cold sweat fell from his forehead.
He wanted to say something harsh to cheer himself up, but when he opened his mouth, he could only cough weakly a few times.
And Ye Hong obviously saw that the water stain under Liu Ji's crotch became larger.
Sample, do you want to pretend again
Ye Hong blew on the remaining warmth on his hands, feeling very satisfied with the power of Xiyang Palm.
Among all his martial arts, the fierceness of Xiyang Palm should really be the first.
Although he only copied one of the palms, Ye Hong was able to slowly recover the remaining Xiyang Palm moves by relying on his recovery ability.
The most important thing is that Ye Hong did a little research and found that the movement trajectory of Xiyang Palm is much easier than other ancient martial arts, which is very suitable for people with low understanding.
Yehong planned to integrate it into the Yewu Canon when he had time and teach it to the idiots in Yeren.
But these are all things that should be done later. Now Ye Hong put away these thoughts and looked at Liu Ji in front of him jokingly.
(End of chapter)