While everyone was looking at the stone, Ye Wufeng jumped up on the spot with a roar and kept shaking his hands: "Oh, it hurts so much, it hurts so much! What kind of gloves are these? It doesn't care at all!" As he said that, he shook his hands while turning the grinding on the spot.

Let’s look at the stone in the field again, fortunately it was placed horizontally on two iron stools, and the wind did not move.

By this time, Xu Yizhi's heart was already cold from the group, "It's over! Ye Wufeng really blames you! We knew that it wouldn't be better than others, so why bother to say such a big deal! It's a small matter to make jokes now, but how could Mr. Mo and his group let you go? This matter is a big deal today!"

Zuo Dafu next to him was also anxious. He couldn't help but step into the field and grabbed Ye Wufeng's hand, "Brother, are you okay?"

Seeing that Ye Wufeng had not split the stone at all, Saburo Nogawa laughed proudly, "Ye Wufeng, now you are talking about it, who is bragging, who is real Kung Fu? Chinese Kung Fu is not worth mentioning!" After that, he stretched out a finger and shook it in front of the latter's face.

Mr. Mo also jumped over, "Ye Wufeng, if you don't have the ability to be a big-tail wolf! What should I do if I say it? You didn't split the stone, you lost! Is it you jumped into the sea by yourself, or should we throw you in with some effort?"

His subordinates, together with Saburo Nokawa's disciples, were staring at him and surround him, and reached out to catch people.

Ye Wufeng looked desperate and sighed to the sky: "Oh, sorry, everyone, maybe I didn't take a nap today and was a little distracted. The palm I just didn't perform well. In this way, can I give you another chance?"

Mr. Mo almost vomited blood: "Ye Wufeng, you really have the attitude to say it! I have never seen you as shameless as you in eight lives! You decide to win or lose with one palm, and you can only play one palm. If you lose, you will lose, and you will still be fucking here!"

He turned around and waved to his subordinates, "What are you waiting for? Come and tie this kid up and throw it directly into the sea. This is what he asked for, no wonder we are!"

The people hugged forward and were about to tie the rope. Ye Wufeng suddenly shouted loudly: "It's broken! Look, the stone is broken!" With his voice, everyone stopped again and looked at the stone on the stool.

——The stone is still standing there, and it is all over the place, where is it broken?

Mr. Mo Er didn't listen to his nonsense anymore, so he reached over and grabbed him. However, Ye Wufeng turned around and avoided him: "Hey, Mr. Mo Er, are you not keeping your word? I avoided this stone, and you still want to catch someone?"

Mr. Mo scolded: "Then you don't open your eyes and tell lies? Tell me where is it broken? Is this broken?"

"Don't move!" Ye Wufeng waved his hand to drink everyone, "Everyone is optimistic! I said you guys are really mortals with naked eyes. You can only see the surface of things, but you can't see the real situation inside from afar. This stone has actually been broken!"

"Fuck! Your stone is broken like this?" Mr. Mo was almost crazy.

Ye Wufeng said calmly: "I don't believe it, look, this stone has broken into eight petals from inside, but it's still a short distance from being connected together. As long as I breathe a breath of fairy energy, I will soon let it show its prototype!"

My grass, you are shameless! The fairy spirit is coming. Mr. Mo Er didn't want to hear him talk nonsense anymore, so he rushed over and wanted to bite him to death. Nokawa could hold on, and pressed him down and said to Ye Wufeng, "Since you want to blow fairy spirit, okay, you can blow it now." Anyway, he couldn't escape, he wanted Ye Wufeng to die and convince him.

Ye Wufeng said, "Okay." He waved his hand and asked the people around him to retreat a little, stood there, held his chest and pulled his back, took a deep breath, and blew it at the stone.

No one believed him, but he still looked at the stone with his eyes slanted. Unexpectedly, the stone actually moved. Then, it shook violently again and again. It cracked and cracked open in the middle.

Immediately afterwards, he fell from the stool and looked at it, and it broke into eight petals. Ye Wufeng was calmly counting with his hands: "One, two, three...7, eight. Right, it's exactly eight petals. If you don't believe it, you can count it yourself!"

This was really amazed the audience. Everyone did not expect that just after Ye Wufeng blew out his breath, something like this happened. What's going on?

A fisherman who was watching began to murmur: "This is a strange thing. This young man is not a mortal. He is afraid that the gods are descending to earth. He is not a god, but also a ghost, fox fairy. By the way, it may be Huang Daxian's appearance!"

This time, there are all kinds of people saying it. Anyway, all kinds of speculations of demons and monsters came. At this time, the timid villagers' faces turned green and their legs trembled. The minions under Mr. Mo also felt a little excited: Ye Wufeng is no longer an ordinary person, maybe he is a monster!

Seeing this strange thing, Mr. Mo was also shocked. He was closest to him and looked at him almost without blinking. He could see clearly from beginning to end that the stone was indeed blown off by Ye Wufeng with his mouth, and it was just as he said, breaking eight petals one by one!

Only Saburo Nogawa understood the mystery: It turned out that Ye Wufeng was indeed a master in all directions! Where are there ghosts, monsters and immortals? And what kind of fairy spirit is? It is clearly an extremely exquisite palm technique. When he was freely putting his palm, he smashed the stone and then made these jokes to cover people's ears.

Yechuan couldn't say what kind of wonderful palm technique it was. He didn't know that Ye Wufeng's internal strength had reached the level of master's level. The internal strength of the dantian was destroyed, and the palm fell silently. It seemed soft and weak, but it was as if it was a dark force. A burst of implosion had spread inside the granite. The surface of the stone was fine, and the inside was soft and as soft as mud. Even ordinary people could blow it away in one breath.

Seeing this, Nokawa did not dare to underestimate the young man in front of him, and was extremely careful.

The sudden turn of things surprised Xu Yizhi. She didn't care about the reason for thinking about it anymore, but just cried loudly, "Ye Wufeng, it's great."

Zuo Dafu was also like a dream, rubbing his eyes again and again, and whispered: "My grass, my niece is so naive! God!"
Chapter completed!