Bang.

The little monk stood up.

He was calm and smiling.

Even when facing Mr. Ye who had been hiding across Mingzhu City for decades, he was not afraid at all.

In the hall, the temperature dropped sharply.

Everyone's attention was on the little monk.

Chu Yun noticed that the little five qi around him was swelling, revealing the aura of a strong man.

Between eyebrows, murderous intent will appear.

I guess I can't tolerate this little monk being presumptuous in Ye Mansion?

"Jiuying." Old Ye looked at the ascetic monk deeply. "It's really your disciple who wants to exclaim his anger. Or do you want to take advantage of the problem? The drunkard's intention is not to drink."

"It's not important." The ascetic shook his head lightly. "Old Ye. Find someone to defeat my disciple. I will write it out in one fell swoop."

No one here except Mr. Ye knew what happened back then. Why could this ascetic monk seize the handle of that year and force Mr. Ye to fight?

Looking at Mr. Ye’s expression again, there seems to be no reason to object.

An old monk who was unknown to everyone's eyes actually suppressed Ye Zhenglong's hearing, causing the atmosphere to fall into a strange state. It is incredible.

"You are presumptuous!"

Ye Shoutian suddenly stood up and looked at the ascetic monk with a thorn in his teeth: "This is Ye Mansion! It's not a place where you can do whatever you want!"

The old man has always been tough.

Even the entire Mingzhu Chamber of Commerce dared to argue with each other.

At this moment, why was it suppressed by an old monk?

Ye Shoutian didn't know the reason. But as a son, he did not allow his old father to be bullied. If it really didn't work, he called the police and communicated with the big shots of the Mingzhu authorities to come and put pressure on him.

No more.

With his order, Ye Xuanjun must lead troops to help!

No matter how powerful you are, an old monk over 50 years old, dare to challenge the military?

Ye Manchu’s power in Mingzhu City is not something that can be explained in just a few words. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a rampant three ways!

"You're here?"

The little monk glanced at him and fell on Ye Shoutian's face.

The latter was stared at by his plain eyes, and his heartbeat was accelerating and his breathing was rapid. A real aura swept over, making Ye Shoutian feel more stressed.

"I'll do it!"

Xiao Wu took a quick step and rushed to the center of the living room, opposite the little monk.

His whole body was full of energy, and a cold and harsh look suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Although he absolutely obeys Professor Ye, Ye Mansion is his root and the place where he raised him to grow up. Now someone dares to be presumptuous in Ye Mansion. He cannot tolerate it. He will also make the other party pay the price!

The two masters confronted each other.

Old Ye’s eyes were subtle, but he finally didn’t say anything.

He knew very well that once this old monk made up his mind, no one could turn the situation around. Unless he obeyed his rules of the game and defeated the mysterious little monk.

Otherwise, there is no second way to break the deadlock.

Suppress with power?

This can indeed solve the urgent problem. But Mr. Ye knew very well that with the energy of the old monk, even the top leaders of Mingzhu would definitely not do anything to Ye Mansion for his sake.

But on the contrary, once the old monk's arrangement is broken.

Then it is possible to anger him.

The consequences of angering the demon monk are unimaginable.

This battle seems to be necessary.

"Xiao Wu. Let's go. It's aiming to compete." Old Ye said calmly.

It seems to be telling Xiao Wu, but it is hinting at the little monk.

This is a competition, you can only decide the winner and lose. There is no need to determine life and death!

"yes."

Xiaowu received the order.

A sudden mistake was made under his feet, and a harsh sound was rubbed.

His voice was fierce, and a dive approached the little monk. His iron fist broke through the air and swung his force, and his power was heavy.

Bang.

The little monk raised his hand to block Xiaowu's attack.

Then, his other hand easily pulled Xiao Wu's collar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Xiao Wu's body was like a kite with broken string, and it was thrown for more than four or five meters.

Thumb.

Xiao Wu, whose body lost balance, took a few steps back and showed a look of horror on his face.

He guessed that the young monk had extraordinary strength, but he never expected that his methods would be so terrifying. He gave himself a warning with a nearly crushing momentum.

My back was immediately startled and my pupils suddenly contracted.

"You can't." The little monk shook his head. "Get back."

Xiao Wu shouted angrily: "Arrogant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little monk rushed up again.

He used all his strength in this attack, aiming to destroy the arrogance of the young monk.

But before Xiao Wu's attack arrived, the little monk's figure shook, causing him to lose his target.

The next moment, the little monk tapped his wrist and slapped Xiao Wu's chest as if he was lightly slapped. The latter spit out a mouthful of blood and hit the ground with a bang.

When I got up again, my face turned pale, and my limbs seemed to be smashed and were shaking.

"You are a thug. But you are not a master." The little monk glanced at Xiao Wu. His tone was plain, but his words became more and more rampant. "I can hit you a hundred."

Xiao Wu was furious and wanted to fight again.

Mr. Ye shouted in a deep voice: "Stop!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up.

A strong man's majesty will explode without anger!

Old Ye stood with his arms in his arms, his body leaned forward slightly. In his words, there was an irresistible question: "Which sutra did you recite? Which Buddhist sutra did you recite? The attitude towards the weak is the most basic cultivation of the strong. Don't you know? Your master hasn't taught you?"

"The master only teaches me. He regards sentient beings as ants." The little monk raised his eyes, and a homeless smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Only he can be the king."

He took a step forward.

Like Mount Tai pressing over, a huge aura came.

The little monk raised his hand and reached out to Mr. Ye provocatively: "I don't mind you taking action yourself."

"To show sincerity, I only give one hand."

The little monk hid his other hand behind him.

Not only is he arrogant, but he also shows shocking confidence.

It is not difficult to see from his skills that crush Xiaowu. His confidence comes from his strong strength, not ignorance.

But this move angered everyone in Ye Mansion.

Even Professor Ye's eyebrows flashed with a solemn look.

Maybe in her heart, this little monk is already a corpse.

"A strong man of his level." Chu Yun shook his head gently. "It is hard to kill him with ordinary means. Don't take risks with yourself, as it will bring disaster."

Professor Ye's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Chu Yun: "Do you know him?"

Chu Yun shook his head: "I don't know him. But I know, he is very strong."

"How strong is it?" Professor Ye frowned. "Invincible in swords and guns? Invincible in water and fire?"

"That won't be." Chu Yun said narrowing his eyes. "But the sword and gun must always be held in people's hands."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that he is invulnerable to swords and guns."

Chu Yun gave a fair evaluation from an objective perspective.
To be continued...