My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 252

[253] Horizontal Pressure I

"This young master is the No. 17 martial arts genius on the Tianjiao list."

Grouper clenched his hands into balls, as if Ye Xuan was in his hands and let him knead them!
"Killing you is as easy as blowing a breath."

The grouper breathed lightly, and the wine glass in Ye Xuan's hand shattered immediately!

"So cool!"

Tang Qingya couldn't help crying out, her beautiful eyes were full of splendor, and a breath of air could shatter a wine glass in someone's hand, this is simply a fairy trick!

Ye Xuan looked as usual, just quietly watching the grouper pretending to be aggressive in front of him, like watching a clown performing acrobatics.

However, in the eyes of Grouper, Tang Qingya, and Cheng Yue, this look was as if they had been frightened stupid, and they dared not move.

"Hmph, are you stupid?" Cheng Yue walked up to Ye Xuan step by step, brought that face that had been powdered so much in front of Ye Xuan, and said triumphantly:

"You are just an ordinary person, and my son-in-law is a super expert who ranks No. 17 on the Tianjiao list!"

"By the way, you, a lowly one, must not know what the Tianjiao list is! The Tianjiao list is the ranking of the most talented martial artists in the entire Chinese martial arts world!"

"My son-in-law is ranked seventeenth!"

Cheng Yue boasted loudly, and anyone could hear the triumph in her voice.

The corner of the grouper's mouth hooked slightly, and it looked at Ye Xuan playfully:

"Boy, I'm asking you now, are you convinced? Kneel or not?"

"You are not qualified to ask me such a question!"

Ye Xuan shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and looked directly at him, as if looking at an ant:
"You are very pitiful, because you are dying, and you don't know what kind of existence your opponent is."

Hearing this, cold lights flashed across the grouper's eyes, he didn't expect Ye Xuan to be so stubborn.

The matter has come to this point, and he still refuses to kowtow and beg for mercy.

Tang Qingya's face was extremely ugly: "Why, why are you so confident? So rampant?"

"Why do you have so many bosses supporting you, why do you dare to look down on us? Why don't you kneel down and apologize?"

"Why!!"

When it came to the end, Tang Qingya's pretty face was covered with frost. At this moment, it seemed that all the resentment, unhappiness, and resentment towards Ye Xuan had been melted into this hoarse roar.

She walked slowly towards Ye Xuan from the stage, every step she took, her voice became colder:
"You are an illegitimate child with a cold and arrogant personality and an shady family background. Even if you are talented, you don't know how to communicate."

"You are always on top, sooner or later you will be abandoned by this society!"

"You can't speak, you lack the most basic ability to communicate with people!"

"You are lonely and arrogant, and you are hated by most people!"

"Your relatives don't want to see you, and there are not many friends. Even a girl who likes you will be disappointed in you sooner or later!"

At the end, her eyes were filled with deep pity:

"Admit it, Ye Xuan, you are a poor wretch, a complete loser!"

"It is now, it will be, and it will always be!"

The Tang family had only one child, so Tang Qingya was raised as an heir since she was a child.

The education she has received is elite education, and she can judge a person's future achievements and family background from a person's attire, speech and manner, and the depth and breadth of knowledge when talking.

Therefore, what Ye Xuan did was incompatible with her values.

"It's just that I'm curious, why do you let the big shots at the scene support you?"

"Yeah, why do you?" Cheng Yue was also puzzled.

The grouper smiled slightly: "Boy, what exactly are you relying on?"

"Why?"

Ye Xuan paused, his body was suspended in the air, his long hair fluttered, his clothes fluttered, and his air covered the world, like a god coming to the dust.

His body was floating in mid-air, with a pair of dark eyes like a dark night, overlooking everyone, like an ancient god looking at his worshipers.

"The deity said, you don't know what kind of existence the deity is!"

"So, don't use your vision and structure to speculate on this deity!"

"Don't you want to know what the deity is based on, then the deity will tell you..."

Every time he said a word, there seemed to be thunderclaps. This is Xuanzun, with wind and clouds at his side, and thunderbolts with him when he walks.

"This deity has a fist that is unparalleled in the world!"

Ye Xuan waved a pair of iron fists, and said indifferently:

"Tianlong Temple, this deity has no fear of defeating the wind with one finger!"

"On the top of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, this deity is crushing Yunzhou alone!"

"They call the deity Mr. Ye, the king of Yunzhou!"

His tiger eyes shot out with light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight.

"What? He is Mr. Ye, how could it be possible? There must be a mistake, a mistake!"

boom!
Tang Qingya felt her mind explode, as if the sky was falling.

How could he be Mr. Ye?

She was dumbfounded, and only felt that the biggest joke in life was this!
"Mr. Yunzhou Wang Ye!"

Cheng Yue's legs were trembling, but she didn't feel it at all, only her lips were trembling, and she wanted to say something, but her throat seemed to be deeply choked.

"Ye Xuan?"

"Mr. Ye?"

These two characters are not at the same level at all, how can they be involved together?
A poor boy who came from the countryside to climb high with just a marriage contract.

One is the Lord of Yunzhou who stands on the top of Yunzhou, overlooks all living beings, and can make the whole southern border tremble with a single word.

When the image of Ye Xuan collapsed in their hearts and replaced by various legends about the king of Yunzhou, when these two identities were combined in a few seconds, their world view completely collapsed!
Cheng Yue pursed her lips and her face was pale. When she thought of all the contempt and disdain she had for Ye Xuan, her body trembled uncontrollably!
The grouper stood there, his heart churning like a stormy sea. The nails in his hand pierced his palm fiercely, but he didn't feel it at all.

'Ye Xuan?Mr. Ye?How can it be. '

'How could you be Mr. Ye?You obviously don't have the slightest bit of martial arts cultivation? '

The grouper looked shocked, but at the same time he was very puzzled. Legend has it that Mr. Ye has overwhelmed the martial arts world in Yunzhou, but why doesn't this young man have the slightest aura of a martial artist?
"I don't believe it, how could you be Mr. Ye!"

"Liar, you must be a liar!!"

The grouper stared fiercely at the young man in mid-air, and roared wildly.

As soon as he finished yelling, the bosses in the audience had already stood up one by one.

Yunhushan bowed down and worshiped directly:

"Yun Hushan, head of the Yun family in Kunming, pays a visit to Mr. Ye."

Zhao Wou-ki got up quickly, and knelt down on the ground:
"Nanzhao Phoenix King Zhao Wuji is meeting Mr. Ye."

Immediately afterwards, Duan Hongfei, Master Nirvana and other local bigwigs in Yunzhou all knelt down.

Their voices were full of deep awe, and their expressions were even more respectful, as if they were worshiping their most pious king.

Ye Xuan didn't nod his head, no one dared to get up, this is the King of Yunzhou who has ruled all over his life, and the whole Yunzhou is under his control.

(End of this chapter)