The best small landlord

Chapter 6 The Mysterious Teenager

"Huh? Who is it!" Su Yang was startled, without even thinking about it, he raised his foot and chased after him.

The figure seemed to be very familiar with the compound, turning left and right, almost throwing Su Yang off, Su Yang tried his best to catch up, and caught up with the figure in a corner.

And here happened to be the entrance to the underground practice room.

Su Yang frowned, this person was dressed in black, with a hood on his head, he was sneaky, obviously he didn't come to drop by, and he stayed here, could it be that he wanted to steal something from the kung fu room?
"Who are you?" Su Yang asked.

The figure turned to face Su Yang. He was not tall, half a head shorter than Su Yang, and his body was slightly thinner. The pair of exposed eyes were particularly bright, blocked by Su Yang in the corner, and there was nothing in his eyes. Confused, but with a little curiosity.

"In the middle of the night, your Excellency was wearing black and masked, and wandered around other people's houses. It seems that you are definitely a thief." Seeing that the figure did not answer, Su Yang continued.

"I'm not a thief." The figure finally spoke, listening to his voice, as if he was not very old, just a teenager.

"Since you're not a thief, take off the hood and have a look." Su Yang raised his eyebrows.

"I said I'm not a thief. Believe it or not, I'm leaving now." After the boy finished speaking, he dodged to the side.

"Where are you going!" Su Yang yelled, reaching out to grab the boy's shoulder.

As soon as his hand touched the young man's shoulder, he felt that the young man's shoulder sank suddenly, and his forearm was like a whip, flicking downward, and his palm directly moved towards Su Yang's crotch.

Su Yang was startled, and only felt a chill rise from the tailbone to the back of the head, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

The young man was fast and anxious, and the power change suddenly bounced. Before Su Yang could react, his palm had already reached Su Yang's crotch, and Su Yang had no time to stop it.

Just when Su Yang thought he was going to be tricked, the young man's palm was touched immediately, and Su Yang was not really hurt.

"Pull palm!"

Su Yang's face was ugly, but the shock in his heart was like overwhelming the river.

The movement of the young man swinging his arm to lower his yin, his arm was like a snake whip, the clothes were brought out with a "snap" sound, and he could make a crisp sound with a wave of his hand. Su Yang has only seen this level of state in Wu Lao.

Mr. Wu once said to Su Yang that Chinese martial arts, no matter what school or sect it is, have three levels of strength, which are bright strength, dark strength, and transformation strength.

The peak of Ming Jin is this crisp sound, if you practice the crisp sound, you are equivalent to a martial arts master.

This mysterious young man was actually a martial arts master, except for Mr. Wu, Su Yang had never seen such a person before.

"Don't mess with me." The young man looked at Su Yang and said in a cold voice, as if it was just a warning to Su Yang, the look in Su Yang's eyes was also condescending and disdainful.

Su Yang took a deep breath, feeling that he was underestimated, and said coldly: "It was just my carelessness, come again."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the young man's shoulder again. This was the first time that Su Yang had fought against the master of Wu Laowai. He became excited instantly and forgot everything around him. All his mind was locked on the young man's shoulder, and his body reacted. The speed has increased to a terrifying level.

"Out of control."

The young man sneered, squatted down suddenly, pressed his left hand to the ground, and reached for Su Yang's genitals with his right hand again, but it was a change of slapping his yin palm - Monkey Stealing Peach.

Su Yang was furious, the mysterious boy who was so secretive, all his moves were vicious and obscene.

His body stopped abruptly, and he dodged backwards for a while, but unexpectedly, the boy's stealing of peaches was just a cover. He pressed his left hand on the ground, grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it on Su Yang's face.

"Your sister!" Su Yang cursed angrily in his heart, and retreated again, covering his face with his sleeves, only feeling the pain of fine grains of sand hitting the exposed skin, like being pricked by needles.

Before the sand fell, a gust of wind had already followed, blowing towards Su Yang's chest.

"Do you really think I'm made of mud?"

Su Yang was furious in his heart. Even if he fought with Mr. Wu, Su Yang had never been so embarrassed. The main reason was that the young man used all obscene moves, which made him have to dodge and limit his performance.

At this time, the young man punched Su Yang in the chest. Su Yang was not surprised but happy, secretly brewing strength.

In the blink of an eye, the boy's fist smashed through the air, and with great force, it landed on Su Yang's chest.

Su Yang's skin felt the young man's strength, his face remained unchanged, his left foot twisted back, his body swayed slightly, and he removed the strength of the young man's fist, his right hand became a claw, and took advantage of the moment when the young man's center of gravity was unstable, he grabbed Its pulse gate.

The body moved slightly and then fell into space!
This is the knack of leveraging strength in Tai Chi. It's a pity that Su Yang hasn't mastered the practice yet. He can only remove the strength of the young man, but he can't fight back the strength. Otherwise, he can counter it with just this one move without other movements. juvenile.

Su Yang clasped the young man's wrist, and felt a huge force coming from him. He wanted to break free from his confinement. His face showed mockery, and he secretly thought that the thing he was most afraid of when he practiced Tai Chi was this kind of force. up.

Su Yang's arm shook lightly like a whip, generating a shocking force, which easily scattered the young man's strength. With a twist of his arm, the young man's eyes revealed a look of pain, and he was completely restrained by Su Yang.

"You gave me a move just now, and now I'll let you do the same." Su Yang showed a confident smile, suddenly let go of the young man's wrist, took a few steps back, and waved slightly at the young man, indicating to come again.

The young man moved his wrists, and the ridicule and disdain before were no longer in his eyes, and he became extremely cold and serious.

He didn't make a move immediately, and said: "You are very powerful. With your physical strength, it is impossible to fight against me, but you can completely remove my fist strength and counter me. Also, your Tai Chi is somewhat It's weird, it's not authentic Tai Chi, it doesn't look like it in shape, but its spirit is more violent, who did you learn Tai Chi from, and who is your master?"

"What are you asking so much about? If you want to fight, you will fight. If you don't fight, you will admit defeat. Tell me obediently what you are doing here and whether you stole something." Su Yang said coldly.

"I said, I'm not a thief. You shouldn't let me go. That's your only chance to win against me." The young man said coldly, and suddenly put on a stance, ready to attack.

Su Yang also set up his posture and waited for the boy to attack. The boy swore that he would win, so Su Yang couldn't help but be a little bit bluffed.

"I don't want to fight with you today. If you are confident that you can take my move, so what if I catch you without a fight?" on the mountain.

(End of this chapter)