The Military King Is Back

0Liu Ao's seniority in the martial arts world was already high enough. For him to be so respectful, and even respectfully address him as "Elder," he must be a great figure in the martial arts world.    

    

This Elder Yang was called Yang Huaiyuan. He was on par with Qin Mingyue. He was one of the three great martial arts grandmasters in Huhai. His Taichi Fist had reached the acme of perfection a long time ago. His name had already spread far and wide, not just in Huhai. He was very famous in the entire Hua Country.    

    

"Oh, Falcon King, Liu Ao, you are here as well. What, fighting in the arena? "    

    

Elder Yang smiled and stroked his beard.    

    

"It's not me. It's a little friend of mine."    

    

Liu Ao pointed at Ye Fei and said, "It seems that my little friend is a match for Ye Fei in this match. That's Mr. Yang's high school disciple. Elder Yang's Taichi Fist had reached the acme of perfection. It was the disciple he had taught. It must be something extraordinary. This time, there will definitely be a good show to watch. "    

    

" Hehe, my Taiji Fist Dojo is not like your Eagle Claw National Dojo, full of people. Old Yang, I am already so old, but I have yet to find a good disciple. This time, I still have to fight in the arena myself."    

    

After saying that, Yang Huaiyuan gently tapped his foot on the arena.    

    

"Elder Yang, you will fight it yourself?"    

    

Liu Ao couldn't believe his ears. He was stunned for a full three seconds before he said, "How can this be? Aren't you bullying the weak?"    

    

"Falcon King, you are wrong. There is no size on the stage. Have you never heard of this? If you want to blame someone, blame your little friend's bad luck. Don't worry, I will give him some guidance on the Boxing Arts."    

    

Yang Huaiyuan laughed loudly. He had already moved his arms and legs in the arena, adjusting his body to its peak condition.    

    

"Elder Yang... How can you do this?"    

    

Liu Ao saw that Yang Huaiyuan was obviously serious about this. He had already cursed all eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart. He really didn't expect that Yang Huaiyuan would do such a shameless thing.    

    

Although the age and identity of this competition weren't restricted, the dojo had a tacit understanding that the Dojo Chief wouldn't participate in the competition.    

    

The reason was very simple. Those who could become the Dojo Chief were all over the age of forty. It was only natural for those who had a reputation to win. If they lost, they would lose a lot of face. No one was stupid enough to do something that would not please them.    

    

Yang Huaiyuan was one of the three martial arts grandmasters. Of course, he would not be so stupid.    

    

Then, the reason why he made a move was a bit thought-provoking.    

    

In the end, almost everyone's eyes fell on Yuan Chen.    

    

It must be Yuan Chen who was playing tricks behind his back.    

    

To be able to invite Yang Huaiyuan out, it showed that Yuan Chen really didn't want Ye Fei to continue walking down the mountain.    

    

On the other side, Yuan Chen crossed his legs and sat in the audience. He even frowned slightly and had an unhappy look on his face. He said to the middle-aged man beside him, "I asked you to find someone who can fight. Why did you find an old man with half of his body buried in the soil? He was so old. How could he be a match for Ye Fei? I heard that Ye Fei came out of the dog house alone. He's very powerful. You better not mess things up for me."    

    

The middle-aged man was speechless. This Young Master Yuan was not from the Martial Forest Realm. He didn't know what the name Yang Huaiyuan meant, nor did he know. He couldn't explain how much it cost to hire Yang Huaiyuan. He patted his chest and said, "Young Master Yuan, don't worry. Elder Yang is a martial arts grandmaster in Huhai. Furthermore, he practiced the Taichi Fist, so he paid attention to his health. His physical strength hasn't deteriorated because of his age."    

    

" Oh? There's such a thing, that's quite interesting."    

    

Yuan Chen grinned and shouted at the referee on the ring, "Don't dawdle. Quickly start the competition."    

    

Then, Yuan Chen waved at Ye Fei. "Ye Fei, you have to do your best! If you lose against an old man... Tsk tsk, you have really lost all your face."    

    

"Ye Fei, you... do your best. The opponent is a Grandmaster. Even if you lose, it's not shameful at all!"    

    

Seeing that the match was about to begin, Liu Ao walked to the side of the ring and whispered to Ye Fei.    

    

"A Grandmaster!"    

    

Ye Fei's body also trembled. There was no limit to martial arts. The Innate Martial Cultivator was obviously not the end, but the starting point. And the next stop after the Innate Martial Cultivator was the grandmaster.    

    

Ye Fei did not know how powerful a Grandmaster was, because this was also his first time seeing one.    

    

Even Liu Ao was still at the peak of the Xiantian realm, and hadn't reached the Grandmaster Stage yet.    

    

A single step was like the difference between heaven and earth.    

    

If Liu Ao were to fight Yang Huaiyuan, he would definitely lose, not to mention the young Ye Fei.    

    

"I understand."    

    

Ye Fei nodded and walked onto the arena. No matter what the others said, the fighting spirit in his heart did not die down. Instead, it became more and more vigorous.    

    

Ye Fei knew that he could not lose now!    

    

Not for others, just for the sake of fighting for his pride, Ye Fei could not admit defeat now either.    

    

"The match begins!"    

    

The referee saw the two sides stand still and waved his right hand down, announcing the start of the match.    

    

"Hehe, young man, not bad. To have such a martial art realm at such a young age is truly rare. Today, I will give you some pointers."    

    

Yang Huaiyuan was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he laughed and chatted with Ye Fei.    

    

"Take this!"    

    

Ye Fei wasn't in the mood to chat with Yang Huaiyuan.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

Suddenly, Ye Fei rubbed his feet against the wooden board of the arena, creating a bright mark. He stepped in front of Yang Huaiyuan and curled his five fingers. He went from the bottom to the top and tried to grab Yang Huaiyuan's abdomen.    

    

Ye Fei's move was very abrupt. The distance between them was short, and the force was fierce. However, it was soundless and did not even make a sound. However, the speed was unbelievably fast. In just a moment, the tip of his finger had touched Yang Huaiyuan's clothes.    

    

Every time Ye Fei used his eagle claw, it would make a sound that pierced through the air. It sounded like the shrill cry of an eagle. However, it was the 'Sound' realm of the Eagle Claw Arts. However, at this moment, Ye Fei's energy was surging. All the pores on his body opened and closed. He was able to control himself freely, as if he was breathing through his mouth and nose. He threw out a punch. When the pores opened, they could eliminate the strong wind brought by his muscles. Furthermore, he would not consume any physical strength, as he would be able to produce sweat.    

    

This was Ye Fei's special training for a month. Combined with the Lightening Pill, his martial arts had improved by another level.    

    

The difference between the soundless Boxing Arts to the sound and the soundless Boxing Arts was not something that could be recorded in detail.    

    

Liu Ao saw Ye Fei's soundless Eagle Claw Arts, and his pupils suddenly shrank. His face was full of shock. "How is this possible? It has only been a month, but his martial arts cultivation has improved so quickly!"    

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Liu Ao could not be blamed for being surprised. An ordinary martial artist who practiced the Eagle Claw Arts would not be able to achieve Ye Fei's current achievement without three years.    

    

However, Liu Ao knew very well that Ye Fei had only practiced for a short month.    

    

"Could it be that he is really a genius in martial arts?"    

    

Liu Ao was stunned, and his mind was in a mess.    

    

Kung Fu couldn't fool people. One day of punching would mean one day of punching.    

    

It was like the inner force in martial arts novels. It was impossible for someone at the age of twenty to have the strength of sixty years old.    

    

However, there were always exceptions.    

    

In the history of martial arts, there were also some geniuses who appeared. Very few, but they were all talented.    

    

For example, the world-famous Master Huang Feihong, started practicing martial arts at the age of five, became a martial arts grandmaster at the age of seventeen, and was qualified to open a martial arts dojo and teach disciples.    

    

"Perhaps, Ye Fei is a martial arts genius like Huang Feihong!"    

    

Liu Ao was shocked in his heart, he knew that he had dug up a treasure.