Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Ye Feng was startled, and hurriedly grabbed his wrist.

"Do you still want to check there?"

Uncle Liu glared at him angrily, "Why so much nonsense?"

After speaking, he pushed his hand away and grabbed his thigh.

Then start pinching down inch by inch.

Only then did Ye Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

He thought that to learn Kung Fu, he still needs to check that part.

What he learns is boxing kung fu, not bed ~ bed ~ kung fu.

And when Uncle Liu finished pinching the bones of his legs.

Uncle Liu's originally casual expression immediately disappeared without a trace.

Instead, it was a kind of surprise, a kind of surprise that couldn't be concealed.

After being surprised, Uncle Liu was probably a little unsure, and then hurriedly examined Ye Feng's arm bones.

This time, after the inspection, the expression on his face became even more surprised.

"This...how is this possible?"

He muttered to himself, and then began to check Ye Feng's meridians again.

After checking him up and down, inside and out.

Uncle Liu had an extremely surprised expression on his face.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, I, Liu Wenyuan, could meet such a martial arts genius in my lifetime!"

Xu Jingxin, who was reading a book, seemed a little surprised when she heard the movement here, and looked back, "Uncle Liu, you said he is a martial arts genius?"

Uncle Liu nodded his head, his voice trembling, "A martial arts prodigy that is rare to see in a hundred years, a rare prodigy that can't be found!"

Ye Feng scratched the ground with his toes in embarrassment, "Is it that exaggerated?"

Uncle Liu hurriedly grabbed his shoulder, "It's not an exaggeration at all, you are a genius, do you know that?"

"Or in other words, you are the most suitable for martial arts I have ever seen in my life!"

"You must persist in practicing martial arts. In time, you will become a generation of martial arts masters!"

When Ye Feng heard his words, his body stood up unconsciously.

Lao Tzu is a peerless genius?

"How many years does it take for a martial arts prodigy like me to become a master?"

Uncle Liu stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, "If you practice hard, it should take about fifty or sixty years."

"Pfft..." Ye Zongshi almost passed his meridians retrogradely, and died suddenly on the spot.

"Just now you praised me like a flower, so you're just coaxing ghosts? It takes fifty or sixty years for a martial arts wizard to become a master? Then what kind of genius is this? This is simply a fool!"

Uncle Liu was immediately displeased, "Who said that? For the vast majority of people, even in their entire lives, they can't touch the threshold of real martial arts."

"As for martial arts masters, there are very few of them, and it is as difficult as climbing to the sky."

"If you can become a master in your lifetime, what a blessing it is?"

Ye Feng was somewhat skeptical, "Is this master so difficult?"

"Uncle Liu, aren't you the master? Are you also a genius?"

Uncle Liu seemed to hear a big joke, "Grandmaster? What kind of master am I?"

"As far as my three-legged cat's skill is concerned, I'm not worthy of being a master's shoe."

Ye Feng was completely stunned.

Uncle Liu showed his might the day before yesterday, single-handedly singled out a dozen strong men with murder weapons, and he was not injured at all.

This kind of terrifying strength is simply appalling!

He thought that the opponent was at least a master.

Listening to the meaning of the other party's words now, is there anyone who is much more powerful than him?

What kind of terrifying existence is that?

"Okay, it's useless for you to think so much now. The most important thing for you now is to lay the foundation. And it's not enough just to have a good foundation. I have to look at your understanding."

As Uncle Liu said, he took off his coat, revealing his dark muscles.

It's hard to imagine that an old man who is nearly seventy years old has such strong muscles.

"I'm doing a set of Wing Chun now to see how much you can comprehend."

After speaking, he began to perform one move at a time.

Ye Feng felt thirsty at this moment, and while watching Uncle Liu punching, he walked to the gazebo, picked up the teacup on the stone table and drank it down in one gulp.

Xu Jingxin wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

She had drunk that cup of tea, and there was still her lipstick mark on the cup.

In this way, wouldn't the two of them...

Thinking of this, she immediately blushed.

Fortunately, Ye Feng was engrossed in watching Uncle Liu punching at this time, and did not see her embarrassment.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Liu finished his set of punches, and then turned to look at him.

"Now you repeat the boxing technique I just did."

Ye Feng looked embarrassed, "You played too fast just now, I didn't remember much at all."

Uncle Liu smiled faintly, "You don't have a foundation in martial arts, and you don't understand the principles of each move. It's normal that you can't remember them. Practice as many moves as you can remember. I just want to see your comprehension ability. "

Ye Feng saw that he had said so, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

Recalling the moves that Uncle Liu demonstrated just now in his mind, he began to learn them like cats and tigers.

Uncle Liu stood aside with his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

In fact, the reason why he did this was because he wanted to beat Ye Feng.

In fact, if you really teach boxing, you will definitely not be able to directly learn such difficult boxing in the first stage.

However, a genius like Ye Feng is easy to be proud.

Therefore, he just demonstrated a set of relatively difficult boxing techniques to deliberately make things difficult for Ye Feng.

As long as Ye Feng's performance is not good, he will have an excuse to beat the opponent.

However, just when Uncle Liu's wishful thinking was thumping.

What happened next took him by surprise—

Since Ye Feng was punching for the first time, he was very uncomfortable at first, and the punches were awkward.

But as each move was performed, he felt a sense of integration in his mind.

A set of punches became more vigorous.

Even Xu Jingxin who was in the gazebo came out in surprise.

"Uncle Liu, did he learn Wing Chun before?"

She saw that Ye Feng's punching was quite methodical, it didn't look like it was the first time he punched.

"This...it's impossible, he obviously doesn't have any martial arts background."

Uncle Liu was also puzzled.

He checked Ye Feng's body just now, and he was very sure that the other party had not practiced kung fu.

But Ye Feng's boxing is really good.

Normally, it is impossible to practice to this level without more than one or two months of hard work.

This kid is really a monster!