Six Realms Office

Chapter 55 admit defeat!

"It's powerful and heavy, it's hard and strong, but it lacks softness, and it's easy to break!"

Chen Yuan turned his palm slightly, and then pushed forward, Jiang Hanwu suddenly felt that his body was not standing still, and a strange force disrupted his lower body, he was startled, exerted strength from his waist, and swung out again with the help of his back Remember the horizontal fist.

boom!
Chen Yuan raised his forearm to block, protecting his left cheek. After a sound, the punch of the third grandfather was firmly blocked.

Jiang Hanwu was extremely shocked. Chen Yuan raised his eyelids and said, "Wu Nai's killing skills, there are no fancy moves, piercing the ear, pointing to the eye, punching the jaw, pulling the crotch, twisting the head, whatever works."

"Like this!"

Chen Yuan flipped his palm, clasped Jiang Hanwu's wrist with three fingers, and then flicked his little finger lightly, and there was a click sound.

The Third Grandfather let out a muffled snort, his forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat, Chen Yuan changed his gesture again, and the Third Grandfather immediately threw his body up and was slammed to the ground by a strong force.

"The third one!"

The old man Jiang, who had been very calm all this time, suddenly opened his eyes with anger. He is also a master of Bao Dan, and the reason why he didn't make a move before was because he vaguely saw a trace of gangster energy emerging from Chen Yuan's palm.

Years of cautious personality allowed him to make a correct judgment, and let the third grandfather fight against the opponent to test.

Sure enough, the other party was really a grand master of martial arts at the Gang Qi Realm, but what Mr. Jiang never expected was that the Third Grand Master and this young man were also at the Gang Qi Realm, so they were beaten so helplessly.

Chen Yuan looked at the pale third grandfather, and said with a smile: "Have you read martial arts novels? If you have, you should be familiar with 'Tianshan Zhemeishou'?"

His voice was full of arrogance, and the entire Jiang family compound could hear it. Jiang Yanbin's eyes widened immediately, and he murmured: "Tianshan Zhemeishou? Isn't that the kung fu in novels!"

Ignoring everyone's astonishment, the third grandpa climbed up from the ground in pain, panting heavily: "Is there really such a kung fu? Is it an ancient boxing technique?!"

He looked at Chen Yuan, suddenly smiled and said: "You boy, you are really powerful. In the martial arts of Tai Chi, you can move and beat, and you can use double rams with great proficiency. And the one that grabbed me before, it must be Wing Chun."

"There are quite a lot of people who know it, but they are all taboos. You use the martial arts of other families privately. Are you ventilated?"

The third grandpa laughed, and Chen Yuan said, "Don't tell me, I really haven't given those families any air, but I guarantee that they will definitely not be as authentic as me when they use it themselves."

"When it comes to intellectual property rights, let me tell you, you will be the ones who will suffer in the end."

Chen Yuan grinned: "I can beat you until you all suspect that the boxing you practice is a pirated version, do you believe it or not? The successor of Baguazhang?"

"The heavens and the earth are Gendui, and the waves are shaking; the heavens, the earth, the mountains, the thunder, the wind, the water, and the fire."

Chen Yuan stretched out a finger, and said to the third grandfather: "The upper three hexagrams are missing, the middle two hexagrams are filled, and the lower three hexagrams are complete."

"The eight trigrams form and meaning are only the fifth, and the essence is only the third. You can't master this palm technique!"

Chen Yuan danced his palms, and his gestures changed again and again. The third grandpa was still a little mocking at first, secretly thinking that this kid's kung fu is strong, but his Baguazhang is a family martial art, how could he fail to practice well.

But when he saw the change in Chen Yuan's palm, he immediately exclaimed: "This is my Jiang family's Eight Diagrams Palm!"

"That's right, it's Jiang's Baguazhang!"

Chen Yuan laughed, and danced with both palms, showing the power of gossip, and his movements were swift and fierce, far above the Third Grand Master.

"The Qian hexagram is the sky, and the Kun hexagram is the earth!"

"Gen Mountain Duize, Thunder and Xunfeng!"

"The water is endless, and the sky is full of fire!"

When the Eight Diagrams Palm was played, the third grandpa's eyes widened suddenly, and he was utterly horrified.

Compared with the opponent's palm technique, one's own palm technique is like an unfinished defective product!

For a moment, Jiang Hanwu felt that he was playing Baguazhang just like those third-rate martial artists, just in shape but without meaning, and the opponent was the real Baguazhang heir, authentic martial arts killing skills.

Chen Yuan waved his palm to the eyes of the third grandpa, and the hustle and bustle around him stopped abruptly in an instant!

Whoa!
The surrounding area was only silent for about a breath, and after that, countless noisy voices came from all directions, directly entering the third grandfather's ears.

Immediately, the devil's voice filled my ears, loud noises, suspicions, and exclamations mixed together, disorganized, and turned into the most ear-piercing noise, crazily impacting on the third grandfather's mind.

The third grandpa's face flushed immediately, Chen Yuan didn't take back his palm, but slid down and pressed on the third grandpa's chest.

call!
An inexplicable force suppressed the turbulent energy and blood, and gradually divided and adjusted it. The third grandfather's flushed cheeks gradually returned to normal, replaced by a touch of paleness after excessive force.

Jiang Hanwu looked at Chen Yuan with a complex expression, and took two steps back. There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, but it disappeared soon.

He gritted his teeth, cupped his fists and bowed to Chen Yuan!
"master!"

"what?!"

Chen Yuan was taken aback on the spot, and all the Jiang family children around were also stunned. Among them, the most surprised ones were Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Yanbin.

"Third, what are you doing!"

Old Mrs. Jiang was furious, and shouted sharply: "You are called a junior master!"

"Great Grandmaster, admit defeat to a hairy kid?!"

Jiang Hanwu gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I'm a martial arts practitioner, every spittle is a nail, I still have to practice what I said before."

"Of course I don't want to kneel down to this kid, but his martial arts are far superior to mine."

The third grandpa smiled wryly, "If I don't admit defeat, I still can't afford to lose this person."

Now Chen Yuan looked at the third grandpa with admiration. This old man is upright, no wonder he can practice martial arts to such a high level.

Going out will not only preserve your health, but also cultivate your spirit and dare to face reality.

There is no burden in the heart, and it will be extra relaxed when punching.

Chen Yuan smiled at the old man: "It's just a joke, old man, you are too serious."

The third grandpa let out a breath and said with a smile: "I don't have any psychological burden this time, and I must do what I promised."

"I, a Chinese, don't make promises easily. If I make a promise, I must keep it. It is to keep my word."

Chen Yuan laughed, this old man is really frighteningly upright.

"Then, I won, Mrs. Jiang, can I ask Jiang Wenchang?"

Mrs. Jiang's face was gloomy, and there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. If he directly attacked here, even the grand master of the stellar state would not be able to go out intact.

Chen Yuan looked at Mrs. Jiang, not knowing what he was thinking. In front of his heart, Mrs. Jiang's mind was like a newborn baby. No matter how he tried to conceal it, Chen Yuan could know his true thoughts.

When Tianyantong was deployed, Shenzutong was used together with his Xintong. In an instant, the corners of Chen Yuan's mouth were slightly raised.

"I said, old man, you really want to save face and want to kill me here? I advise you to give up this idea."

Chen Yuan turned to the side and pouted, and said: "There are 35 people around the yard, 13 of them have reached Huajin, and the rest are all dark. One holds pills, two HK121 light machine guns, MK2335, cold weapons, and a ring-head knife. Handle, eight-faced Han sword with three handles, yo, and mother-child mandarin duck axe."

"There are three outside the yard, five behind the inner hall, and ten of these children. The rest are on the street, outside the door, the staff of the nearby cake shop, and the barbecue stalls."

"Also, old man, you are hiding arms."

Chen Yuan looked at Mrs. Jiang with a smile, the expression on his face was harmless to humans and animals.

Looking at this smiling face, Mrs. Jiang only felt a chill rushing from her feet to the top of her head, and a faint chill ran down her back.

(End of this chapter)