Beauty Man: All Heavens and Immortals

Chapter 50 Foshan Shadowless Foot (please recommend for collection!)
"Hey! It's amazing!"

The onlookers were in an uproar, and then dispersed in a hurry. Although it was a competition, but a murder happened, who knows if it will cause trouble?
Only Liang Kuan stayed and followed Yan Zhendong from afar to the market.

Yan Zhendong was penniless and had been starving for a long time. He could only swallow while looking at the hot noodle soup, and turned around and said, "What are you doing with me?"

Seeing that he was discovered, Liang Kuan quickly stepped forward and knelt down and said, "My name is Liang Kuan. I'm from Mei County. Foshan has three religions and nine schools. I'm not good at kung fu. I'm at the end of my rope. Your kung fu is so good. Take me as an apprentice?"

Yan Zhendong sighed: "Good skill? If it's not your own place, it's also a dead end."

As he spoke, he looked at the noodle shop again, and kept swallowing.

Liang Kuan saw that there was still some money left, even though he was also penniless, he still swallowed and said, "Master, are you hungry? Go find a place to shelter from the rain first, and I'll find a way." .”

Yan Zhendong was taken aback, but he was really hungry, and wanted to see if Liang Kuan could do anything, so he walked aside and saw Liang Kuan sneaking to the noodle shop, mixing the leftover soup and water together , brought it over: "Master, have a drink of soup."

Yan Zhendong was moved in his heart, took a few big gulps, and saw Liang Kuan watching eagerly, so he pushed to Liang Kuan: "You drink too!"

Liang Kuan was also hungry, so naturally he would not be polite, and gulped down the rest.

This scene was seen by the woman in the brothel, and she sneered: "It's really wicked for two big men to drink a bowl of soup!"

Yan Zhendong hated in his heart, and said to this newly recognized apprentice: "I want to make a name for myself in Foshan, let's see who dares to look down on me."

Liang Kuan echoed, "Yes, we must make a name for ourselves."

Yan Zhendong asked: "Who is the most capable person in Foshan? Is it Huang Feihong?"

Liang Kuan was shocked and wanted to dissuade Yan Zhendong, because although he recognized Yan Zhendong's martial arts, he was not optimistic that Yan Zhendong could defeat the famous Huang Feihong, known as the Ten Tigers of Guangdong.

Just looking at Yan Zhendong's stern eyes, and thinking of his previous teacher being blocked, and that beautiful woman, Liang Kuan couldn't help but nodded and said: "Yes, Master."

Yan Zhendong sneered: "In that case, let's go there now. As long as we defeat Huang Feihong, we can become famous, open a museum and accept apprentices, and we will never have to live the hard life we ​​are now."

There was a flash of fire in Liang Kuan's eyes, he nodded repeatedly and said, "Master is wise!"

Yan Zhendong stood up and ordered: "Liang Kuan, you lead the way!"

"Yes, Master."

Two people, walking in the heavy rain, headed towards Baozhilin.

Baozhilin.

Aunt Thirteen stood under the eaves, turned around and looked at Huang Feihong who was sitting on the teacher's chair, holding a book and reading a book, and said happily: "Feihong, it's raining so hard."

Huang Feihong put down the scroll and smiled slightly: "It's just raining, what's there to be happy about?"

Owen squatted on the side, and said with a smile: "There is nothing special about rain, but the mood when watching the rain will change with people and scenes."

Thirteenth Aunt clapped her hands and laughed, "Asu is still knowledgeable, Feihong, you should learn from Asu on this."

Huang Feihong shook his head helplessly, picked up the scroll again, and read it by the candlelight.

Bang Bang Bang!
There was a loud knock on the door outside.

Thirteenth Aunt reminded: "It seems that someone is knocking on the door."

Huang Feihong frowned slightly, and ordered, "A Su, go over and open the door."

Owen put away his horse, agreed, took the umbrella held up by Aunt Thirteen, and walked towards the gate of the front yard. After opening it, he understood clearly, and asked, "Excuse me, what can you do?"

Liang Kuan reminded in a low voice, "Master, he is Huang Feihong's apprentice."

When Yan Zhendong heard this, he pushed Owen away and walked towards the inner room. Liang Kuan quickly followed up with a broken umbrella to cover Yan Zhendong from the rain. Owen did not stop him, because he knew Yan Zhendong's strength and ruthlessness. If he is not an opponent, he will naturally not seek abuse, so he shouted loudly: "Master, someone has come to kick the hall."

Hearing this, Liang Kuan swallowed, with a nervous look on his face.

Huang Feihong heard the movement and walked to the door of the living room.

Yan Zhendong stared at Huang Feihong with dark eyes. With the experience of traveling all over the world, coupled with his own strong strength, he immediately felt the aura of a master emanating from Huang Feihong, so he clasped his fists and said, "I am Yan Zhendong, Shandong Tiebushan. I made a special trip to Baozhilin to discuss with Master Huang Feihong, you must be Master Huang."

Huang Feihong clasped his fists in return and said, "Master Yan, you're being polite. Next up is Huang Feihong. It's raining heavily outside, so please come in and talk!"

At this time, Ling Yunkai hurried over.

"Akai, pour tea!"

"Master, he's a kicker..."

"Akai, pour tea!!!"

"Yes, Master."

"Master Yan, please!"

"Please!"

Everyone came to the living room, and they sat opposite each other. Liang Kuan stood behind Yan Zhendong, Owen and others stood behind Huang Feihong, and Ling Yunkai brought two cups of tea.

Yan Zhendong didn't drink tea, and cut straight to the point: "There are rumors in the martial arts world that Master Huang is famous for his Hong Quan, and he also heard that Master Huang's Wuying Kick and Cross Fist are very powerful. I, Yan Zhendong, plan to open a school in Foshan to accept disciples. I'm here today." I want you to compete in martial arts, just to let all the folks know that my Yan family is invincible in martial arts."

In this time and space, because the troubles were solved by Owen in advance, there was no Yamen to send people to monitor, Huang Feihong was very familiar with kicking the hall, so he raised his hand and said: "In this case, let's join hands and let's go to the end."

"it is good!"

"Akai, Asu, leave the tables and chairs to make room."

"Yes, Master."

The living room is huge, and the tables and chairs are removed, and the space is enough for two people to compete.

The two stood opposite each other, both focused on luck, Huang Feihong was not as pretentious as Master Yue, so naturally he would not give Yan Zhendong a chance to play tricks, he tossed his clothes, and stretched forward with one hand: "Master Yan, please!"

"Please!"

Yan Zhendong was not polite, and agreed, and made claws with both hands, and grabbed Huang Feihong's vitals. The lingering wind of the claws made Thirteenth Aunt, who didn't know martial arts, immediately exclaimed.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one!
Huang Feihong's eyes narrowed, not daring to be careless, he used Hong fist to stand up, the two fists and claws intersected, Yan Zhendong immediately changed his move, kicked up obliquely, but he couldn't hit Huang Feihong, Huang Feihong's foot As soon as he moved, he kicked Yan Zhendong's foot first. The powerful force made the two of them back together.

Yan Zhendong took four or five steps back, while Huang Feihong only took one step back. It was obvious that Huang Feihong was superior.

Huang Feihong clasped his hands and said, "Master Yan, I've accepted it, let's call it a day."

Unwilling, Yan Zhendong attacked again, and said, "This is where it is, today we must decide the winner."

Huang Feihong frowned. Seeing this situation, he knew that the opponent would not give up until he completely defeated him, so he shot with all his strength, using cross punches with his hands, and Wuying kicks with his feet. Owen stood aside, as if I can hear a burst of bgm...

Following the principle of the great way, the bgm sounded, the protagonist was covered with luck, and the invincible mode was immediately turned on. Although Yan Zhendong had a strong iron cloth shirt with hard skills, he was kicked repeatedly by Foshan Wuying who was infused with vigor by Huang Feihong. Still can't take it anymore.

He was a little annoyed, his eyes turned hard, and he attacked again. This time, his fists and claws were even more fierce, and he even used the rattail braid. Huang Feihong didn't check, and Yan Zhendong hid the gun at the end of the rattail braid. The tip scratched the neck.

"Phenom!"

"Master!"

Huang Feihong waved his hand to stop Aunt Thirteen and others from approaching, touched his neck, and said displeasedly, "Is this also the Yan family's martial arts?"

Yan Zhendong sneered and said: "This is just a self-defense technique. The world is dangerous, so we have to guard against it."

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

Hearing Ling Yunkai and Aunt Thirteen's scolding, Liang Kuan lowered his head in shame, he still has some conscience.

Owen raised his voice and said: "Master, you don't have to show mercy to this kind of people who have no martial arts."

Huang Feihong said in a deep voice: "Master Yan, if you step back now, let's pretend that none of this happened, how about?"

Yan Zhendong has nowhere to go, this time he came here to make a name for himself, so naturally he refused to give up, and shouted: "If you want to hit, hit it, mother-in-law doesn't look like a man!"

As he spoke, he attacked again. This time, he blatantly used the spear point at the end of the braid as a weapon. Huang Feihong's eyes were angry, his fists were clenched, and he jumped. Foshan Wuying kicked again and hit Yan Zhendong's head .

Although the iron cloth shirt is powerful, the head is still the most obvious flaw.

Yan Zhendong took the kick, flew out immediately, and fell into the yard. After struggling to get up, his head was still a little dizzy, Liang Kuan hurried over to help him, and persuaded: "Master, let's go, a good man does not suffer from immediate losses. ah."

Huang Feihong stood in the living room, did not step forward, cupped his hands again and said, "Master Yan, let's call it a day."

Yan Zhendong vomited blood from his mouth, staring blankly at Huang Feihong, who was as imposing as the abyss and the sea, thinking to himself that he was indeed no match, so he could only say bitterly: "Master Huang is really powerful, Yan will come to ask for advice next time."

"Kuan, let's go."

"Okay, Master."

Ling Yunkai said urgently: "Master, let him go like this?"

Owen smiled and said, "Brother Ling, what else do you want to do? Kill him?"

Ling Yunkai hesitated.

Aunt Thirteen stepped forward, wiped Huang Feihong's injured neck with a handkerchief, and said softly while wiping: "Feihong, are you alright?"

Huang Feihong glanced at Owen and the two, took Aunt Thirteen's handkerchief, took a step back and said, "Thank you Aunt Thirteen for your concern, I'm fine, come by yourself."

Aunt Thirteen gave Huang Feihong a sad look.

Owen coughed lightly: "Brother Ling, it's getting late, let's go to bed early."

After getting along with each other these days, no matter how stupid Ling Yunkai was, he could still feel the deep ambiguity between Huang Feihong and Thirteenth Aunt. Hearing this, he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I'll go back to my room first."

Turn around and leave.

Owen smiled at Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen, and left.

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