Peerless Immortal Son-in-law

"Ah!" Song long is stunned for a moment. Then he raises his eyebrows and looks at Jin Wudao, who is sitting opposite Ding Yi.

Jin Wudao is also stunned. He looks at Ding Yi in surprise, and then looks at Song long. He quickly stands up and says, "master, this..."

"No harm, let me see the strength of this boy." Ding Yi laughs and refuses to comment.

"All right." Jin Wudao nodded helplessly, and then looked at Song long. Then he said, "master, it's up to you!"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt Shizu." Song long campaign is full of vitality, and there is no strange color on Ding Yi's face.

When Jin Wudao hears song Long's words, the corners of his mouth twitch a little. Seeing Ding Yi's mouth with an intriguing smile, he swallows it back. It seems that the master is going to hone song long.

"Come on, hit me with all your strength." Ding Yi stands in front of the tea table with his hands down.

In fact, in addition to training song long, he also wants to see how strong his body is now.

Song long frowned slightly when he heard Ding Yi's words. Although it can be seen from his master Jin Wudao's speech and behavior that his master really respected this master, it did not mean that he was very powerful.

Especially in Song Long's opinion, Ding Yi, who has thin arms and thin legs, doesn't look like a warrior at all. Even if he has practiced martial arts, his strength will not be strong.

"Shizu, I'm at the top of the Ninth Section of martial arts You are still... " Thinking of this, song long hesitates for a moment, looks at Ding Yi and says.

There was a proud look on his face when he said this.

"No harm, just do what I say and give me a punch with all your strength." Ding Yi nods. Song long is really proud of himself. He has reached the ninth stage of martial arts at such a young age. Even in the ancient times when all the people worshipped martial arts, he was gifted.

In the back of his bare ear, Ding Yi's sarcasm is just a reminder of his hard fists!

"I don't think I dare to do my best!" Song long thought in his heart that he was young and full of vigor. When had he been so ridiculed.

All of a sudden, song long moves, clenches his fists, tightens his body, and bows slightly. His eyes are fixed on Ding Yi, like a cheetah who finds its prey. He is ready to go.

"Come on With a burst of drinking, song Long's body, like an arrow from the string, rushes to Ding Yi.

The two men were not far away from each other. Song Long's speed was extremely fast. He almost tried his best to let Ding Yi see his own strength and teach Ding Yi a lesson, so that he could know that high seniority does not necessarily mean high strength.

From the beginning to the end, Ding Yi stood in the same place calmly. Even when he saw song long rushing over, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a trace of intriguing smile.

However, in Song Long's opinion, Ding Yi's reaction is that song Long's speed is too fast to react. As soon as Ding Yi approaches, he blinks a little hesitation in his eyes and looks at Jin Wudao slightly.

If he doesn't give up his fist, Ding Yi will surely fall out of the bed without hesitation!

"There are two brushes, but the fighting skills are too poor!" Ding Yi shakes his head secretly in his heart. Although Jin Wudao's Apprentice's strength is not bad, he relies on the strong and strong body brought by Jiuduan of martial arts. His fighting skills are really poor!

It's too late. It's fast then!

Just as song Long's fist approaches Ding Yi, Ding Yidao's figure suddenly retreats half step like a ghost, and then clenches his right fist. There is no fancy action or sound, but he simply punches forward.

"Fight me?!" Song Long's face changed. He didn't expect Ding Yi to fight him.

This kind of hard hitting means, if you fight with this fist, I'm afraid it won't be the problem of lying in bed for a few days, and his whole arm will be broken. Thinking of this, song long suddenly counsels, but his fist is close to Ding Yi, and it's impossible to take it back!

Bang! Click!

With a crisp sound, Ding Yi's thin fist collides with song long's.

An impact force swept along Ding Yi's fist, but his body shook slightly, and the force went down his feet to the ground.

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Song long retreated several steps in a row, then stopped his body. His right fist was tightly held, and a stabbing pain came from the bone seam.

"How could it be!" Seeing that Ding Yi is not moving, song Long's eyes almost stare out.

He was shocked by Ding Yi's boxed back. He couldn't believe how Ding Yi's thin body and bones could exert such great force. However, seeing Ding Yi resist his own fist, his feet didn't even lift. He suddenly realized that the master in front of him was not as simple as it seemed!

As a matter of fact, he should have thought that the man who could be the master of the southern emperor, who was willing to honor the master, could be a simple person?"It's true that the physical quality is a little poor. I have to practice it again." Ding Yi shook his head and sighed in his heart.

With his fighting skills, he almost couldn't keep his body shape when he was fighting with song long. We can imagine how bad this body is. However, Ding Yi doesn't care about these things. He has 10000 ways to change his physical quality.

"How are you, master?" Jin Wudao nervously looks at Ding Yi and asks.

Song long heard Jin Wudao's words, can't help but curl the corners of his mouth, strength is so strong, master actually still worried about him?!

"It's not bad. He's a plastic talent, but his fighting skills are poor." Ding Yi nods, then shakes his head and looks at Song Long's comments.

These words fall into Jin Wudao's ears, which makes the famous Southern emperor in the south of the Yangtze River open his mouth, but song Long's ear makes him almost vomit blood!

"Fighting skills can't compare with you!" The southern emperor Jin Wudao gave a bitter smile, and then his eyes rolled. Just as he was about to speak, Ding Yi suddenly looked at him, shook his head and said, "he is your apprentice, not mine."

"But that's also you My grandson Jin Wudao also wants to refute, but Ding Yi stares at him and suddenly withers.

Looking at the master and the master, song long bit his teeth. Just as he was about to speak, the door of the red pear wood sitting in the box suddenly banged.

"I want to see who dares to occupy a place in the banquet." Outside the door came a sharp voice, accompanied by a curse, "shit, the people inside get out of here!"