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Chapter 238: Only to be king!

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The little monk stood up.

He is steady and smiling.

Even in the face of Ye Lao, who has been in the Pearl City for decades, he was not shy.

In the hall, the temperature dropped sharply.

Everyone's attention stayed on the little monk.

Chu Yun noticed that the small five-qi machine around him swelled, showing the aura of the strong.

Between the eyebrows, murderous intent will appear.

Presumably it is impossible to tolerate this little monk being presumptuous in Ye Mansion, right?

"Jiuying." Ye Lao glanced at the ascetic monk deeply. "It's really your disciple who wants to be nasty. Or you have to take advantage of the topic. The drunkard doesn't mean to drink."

"Not important." The ascetic monk shook his head lightly. "Lao Ye. You find someone to come out and defeat my disciple. Back then, I wiped out the grievances."

Everyone present, except Ye Lao. No third person knew what happened that year. Why could this ascetic monk grasp the handle of the year and force Ye Lao to fight.

And looking at Ye Lao's demeanor, there seems to be no reason to object.

An old monk who was unknown in the eyes of everyone actually suppressed Ye Zhenglong's hearing abruptly. The atmosphere fell into a strange state. Incredible.

"You are presumptuous!"

Ye Shoutian stood up abruptly. Bite the scalp and look straight at the ascetic monk: "This is the Ye Mansion! It's not a place where you can do anything wrong!"

The old man has always been tough.

Even the entire Pearl Chamber of Commerce dared to be tough.

At this moment, why was he suppressed by an old monk?

Ye Shoutian didn't know why. But as a son, he did not allow his old father to be bullied. If it really didn't work, he called the police and a big figure who communicated with the Pearl authorities came to put pressure on it.

Not anymore.

He gave an order, Ye Xuanjun will lead his troops to help!

You are an old monk who is over fifty years old, no matter how strong you are, you still dare to challenge the military?

Ye Gongguan's power in Pearl City cannot be explained in a few words. It's no exaggeration to say that it's three rampages!

"You come?"

The little monk swept his eyes and fell on Ye Shoutian's face.

The latter was stared at by his plain eyes, and his heart beat faster. Shortness of breath. An aura that seemed like a substance swept through, making Ye Shoutian feel more pressured.

"I come!"

Xiao Wu made a leap and rushed to the center of the living room, facing the little monk.

He was full of energy, and between his eyebrows, a sharp expression of coldness appeared.

Although he absolutely obeys Professor Ye. But Ye Mansion is his root, the place where he grew up. Now some people dare to be presumptuous in Ye Mansion. He can't tolerate it. The other party will also pay the price!

The two masters confronted each other.

Ye Lao's eyes were subtle, but in the end there was no sound.

He knew very well that once the old monk made up his mind, no one could reverse the situation. Unless he obeys his rules of the game and defeats the unpredictable little monk.

Otherwise, there is no second way to break the game.

Suppress with power?

This can indeed alleviate the urgent need. But Ye Lao knew very well that with the energy of the old monk, even the high-level Mingzhu would definitely not do anything to him for Ye Mansion.

But on the contrary, once the arrangement of the old monk is broken.

Then it might irritate him.

The consequences of angering the demon monk are unimaginable.

This battle seems to have to be fought.

"Small five. Ending. Aimed to learn from each other." Ye Lao said calmly.

It seems to be told to Xiao Wu, but it is hinting at the young monk.

This is a game of competition, where the winner can be divided. No need to decide life and death!

"Yes."

Xiao Wu takes his command.

There was a sudden mistake at the foot. With a squeak. There was a harsh sound from rubbing.

He was fierce, and a dive approached the little monk. The iron fist swung through the air, sinking vigorously.

Snapped.

The little monk lifted his hand to block Xiao Wu's blow.

Afterwards, his other hand easily grabbed Xiao Wu's collar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whoosh!

In the next instant, Xiao Wu's body was like a broken kite, and he threw more than four to five meters.

Thump.

Xiao Wu, whose body was out of balance, stepped backwards, with a look of horror on his face.

He guessed that the little monk was extraordinary. But I never expected that the methods were so terrifying. With almost a crushing force, he gave himself a disarm.

Cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"You can't." The little monk shook his head. "Get out."

Xiao Wu shouted angrily: "Arrogant!"

As soon as the voice fell, the little monk jumped up again.

With this blow, he tried his best. Aim to extinguish the arrogance of the little monk.

But before the fifth offensive, the little monk shook his body. It made him lose the target of attack.

In the next instant, the little monk pucked his wrist and patted Xiao Wu's chest seemingly lightly. The latter vomited a mouthful of blood. It fell to the ground with a bang.

When he got up again, his face was pale. Hundreds of limbs seem to be smashed. Shaky.

"You are a thug. But not a master." The little monk glanced at Xiao Wu. The tone was flat, but what he said became more and more rampant. "I can hit a hundred of you."

Xiao Wu was angry and wanted to fight again.

Ye Lao shouted in a deep voice, "Stop!"

After that, he stood up abruptly.

The majesty of a strong man, do not explode in anger!

Ye Lao stood with his arms, his body leaning forward slightly. In the words, there is an irresistible question: "Which Zijing do you recite? Which Zibuddha do you recite? Attitude to the weak is the most basic cultivation of the strong. Don't you know? Didn't your master teach you?"

"The master only teaches me. Treat all beings as ants." The little monk raised his eyes, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Being king."

He took a step forward.

Such as Mount Tai was pressing on the top, a monstrous momentum came.

The little monk raised his hand and reached out to Ye Lao provocatively: "I don't mind if you do it yourself."

"As a sign of sincerity. I only give one hand."

The little monk hid his other hand behind him.

Not only arrogant, but also showing shocking confidence.

It is not difficult to see from his skill in crushing Xiaowu. His confidence comes from tyrannical strength, not ignorance.

But this action angered everyone in the Ye Mansion.

Even Professor Ye's eyebrows flashed with solemnity.

Maybe in her heart. This little monk is already a corpse.

"A strong man at his level." Chu Yun gently shook his head. "Usual means to kill him is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Don't take risks with your body, it will cause misfortune."

Professor Ye's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Chu Yun: "Do you know him?"

Chu Yun shook his head: "I don't know. But I know that he is very strong."

"How strong is it?" Professor Ye frowned. "No swords and guns? No fire or water?"

"That's not enough," Chu Yun said with squinting eyes. "But the knife and gun must be in the hands of people."

"People can't. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is invulnerable."

From an objective perspective, Chu Yun gave a fairly fair evaluation.

How strong is this little monk?

To be honest, there is nothing to be tried by Xiaowu alone.

Master Ye, perhaps could help Chu Yun see the true strength of the little monk.

However, this risk is too great.

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Chu Yun couldn't bear it, he raised his leg and just wanted to stand up.