Chapter thirty-eight, three palms release the suspicion
Tang Yuan said cautiously: "Senior, I have offended many people tonight, but it was really a helpless act out of desperation."
Tang Yuan bent down slightly as he spoke, expressing his apology. The Yan Mansion and the Tang Mansion had a good relationship, and there should not be any estrangement between the two houses because of him.
When it comes to matters related to Qiao Xueer's safety, he will not hesitate even if it costs Tang Yuan's life. Although his apology is sincere at this moment, he has never regretted it.
However, although Tang Yuan and others did not make a big mistake, they still caused a lot of trouble to the Yan Mansion.
How could Mr. Yan have a good attitude? He stared at Tang Yuan with a dark expression.
"If you want to open the coffin, you must be disrespectful first;"
"It would be disrespectful to take Jing'er away;"
"You want to get mercy from Yan Mansion with just a simple apology?"
Mr. Yan almost pointed at Tang Yuan's nose and started to teach him a lesson. He took a breath and continued: "Even if you want to apologize, you are not qualified. It's better to ask Tang Xuan to come in person."
Although Tang Yuan was impatient, he had restrained himself a lot at the moment. He didn't want to disturb his father because of his children's affair.
"Then what does the senior need? Then he is willing to forgive and help the junior clarify Xue'er's murder."
As early as in the inner hall, Yan Jingjing explained that she had informed Tang Yuan and others about the cause of Yan He's death, and since she could no longer hide it, Mr. Yan could only change his original intention.
Mr. Yan originally wanted Yan He's favorite woman to be buried with him, even if that woman was innocent.
This is the extreme manifestation of doting on Yan He, and it has become pathological.
Mr. Yan thought for a moment and said, "It's okay to clarify Qiao Xueer's crime! But who should bear the responsibility for Yan He's death?"
"I will be responsible for finding out the real culprit who killed Yan He!"
Tang Yuan firmly said that as long as Qiao Xueer is fine, he can do anything.
Although Tang Yuan's attitude was very sincere, Mr. Yan still seemed a little dissatisfied, and the anger in his heart had not been extinguished.
"On the day you find the real culprit, I will send someone to the prison to clarify. Let's keep her there for the time being. She will be safe in the prison."
Mr. Yan said that the so-called great and selfless love made him a little extreme after the death of his beloved grandson, as if there was a knife stabbing him in his heart.
Tang Yuan was a little helpless, but he didn't dare to say anything when he saw Mr. Yan being so determined. Feeling the meaning of Mr. Yan's words, maybe Qiao Xueer was really safer in prison.
"Next, we should make up for the fact that you broke into the Yan Mansion tonight. If we let you leave like this, the Yan Mansion's face will be damaged if word spreads."
Mr. Yan changed his calm tone just now and said harshly: "You are not children anymore. You must be responsible for your own actions. You need to bear the mistakes you made."
Lu Feng, Tang Yuan, and Jiang Ruoyun were all shocked, with a hint of distress on their faces.
How easy is it to get rid of the crime of causing trouble in Yan's Mansion and setting fire to the side courtyard? If he is sued to the prison, he will be punished with a cane at least.
Mr. Yan waved to a young man on one side and said: "Mingchi, go and teach these young people who don't know the heights of the world. Don't let others think that our young generation in the Yan family has no one."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man who was similar in age to Lu Feng and Tang Yuan walked out of the crowd. His joints creaked slightly and he exuded an astonishing momentum.
He turned out to be a martial artist who had reached the third level of gathering spirits.
Seeing the appearance of Yan Mingchi, Yan Jingjing said: "Brother Mingchi achieved the Three Spirits Gathering a few days ago. If he were to teach Lu Feng and the others a lesson, he would be a bit of a bully."
Mr. Yan nodded slightly, glanced at Yan Jingjing meaningfully, and thought to himself, 'When did my granddaughter start helping outsiders?'
Although Yan Jingjing's words sounded like they were for Yan's family's sake, they were not helping Lu Feng and others.
Mr. Yan thought about it for a moment and said, "For Jingjing's sake, this way... the old man won't embarrass you."
"If one person receives a palm from Ming Chi, tonight's events will be over!"
Yan Jingjing was about to speak again, but when she saw Mr. Yan's glaring gaze, she had no choice but to shrink back her words as she spoke, and blinked her bright eyes helplessly.
"Can I receive these three palms by myself?" Tang Yuan petitioned.
He and Yan Mingchi were both in the third realm of gathering spirits. Even though they were injured and slightly inferior, with their similar strength, it would not be a problem to receive three palms.
Mr. Yan smiled and reminded him kindly: "Ming Chi has some special martial arts skills, called folding palms. If you bear these three consecutive folding palms by yourself, I'm afraid you will never be able to stand up again."
Stacking palms, as the name suggests, means the power of several palms stacked on top of each other. The great thing is that the palms struck are not superimposed one plus one on each other, but are superimposed with geometric multiples of wave-shaped vibrations, making each palm more powerful.
Stacked together, they can exert a strength far beyond their own realm.
However, this martial skill also has a big flaw. If only one palm is struck, the stacked palm cannot be used.
And how difficult it is to stack several palms on top of each other in a normal battle. Therefore, although this palm stacking technique is powerful, it is not a practical combat technique and is very suitable for bluffing people.
In a normal battle between Tang Yuan and Yan Mingchi, Yan Mingchi might not necessarily be Tang Yuan's opponent.
But if Tang Yuan was a living target, it would be very difficult to withstand Yan Mingchi's three consecutive palm strikes.
Lu Feng and the other three consciously moved closer, and Tang Yuan said softly: "I will take the lead later. I will wear him down first and relieve some of the pressure on you. The Yan Mansion will probably not kill people in public, most of them will just show off."
Lu Feng raised his head and saw that Tang Yuan did not appear too nervous. A single palm was not threatening to him.
His eyes turned to Jiang Ruoyun, she was what Lu Feng cared about most right now.
Jiang Ruoyun was only in the Third Soul Realm, so it was difficult for him to withstand Yan Mingchi's palm.
Jiang Ruoyun met Lu Feng's gaze and smiled bitterly. Indeed, she hadn't figured out how to deal with it at the moment.
If it was a direct attack, even if one's own strength was far superior to others, it would be difficult to resist Yan Mingchi's palm.
Even if you don't use the stacking skills, it is still a palm with the strength of the Soul Gathering Realm.
Jiang Ruoyun gritted his teeth and made a stubborn decision in his heart, "Even if my arm is broken, I will take this palm."
Seeing Jiang Ruoyun's miserable expression, Lu Feng also made a decision in his heart.
The sky has become slightly brighter, and objects dozens of steps away can be clearly seen in the haze.
Everyone came to a relatively wide open space.
"Which one of you comes first?" Yan Mingchi shouted. He has been practicing this stack of palms for a while, and recently he has become proficient in using four consecutive palms. Although he can only hit trees, the power makes him very satisfied.
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Tang Yuan took a step slowly, faced Yan Mingchi, cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me."
Lu Feng stared at Yan Mingchi's every move with his eyes, not wanting to miss any detail, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, very focused.
"It's a pity that I can't use stacked palms," Yan Mingchi sighed. The target in front of him was such a rare opportunity. He had never used this stacking technique on a human being.
Tang Yuan stood there waiting for Yan Mingchi to attack.
Yan Mingchi didn't use many combat skills against the 'enemy' who didn't dodge. He simply struck Tang Yuan in the chest with a palm.
Tang Yuan's chest originally suffered a lot of wounds from fighting with spiritual beasts. Before it healed, he received a real slap from Yan Mingchi.
This almost covered nearly 80% of the strength of Yan Mingchi's palm, and when it hit, Tang Yuan was almost knocked out of breath.
But fortunately, Yan Mingchi's palm cannot be used as a stacking skill, it is just an ordinary palm.
Tang Yuan had already had a countermeasure before receiving the palm, and the results of many years of body training finally reached their peak at this moment.
Just as Yan Mingchi was about to withdraw his palm power, Tang Yuan suddenly raised his chest, and some black lines appeared vaguely on the middle palm. Then he saw Yan Mingchi, who had not yet had time to completely withdraw his palm power, was violently knocked back.
go back.
The two men groaned at the same time, with a look of pain on their faces. They moved their mouths to suppress the rising air pressure.
"Have you seen that kid Tang Yuan's tricks?" Mr. Yan's eyes were shining, and he asked Yan Zhengchi on the side with a hint of appreciation.
"It seems to be a profound body-refining technique. I didn't expect that the Tang Mansion would have such a sophisticated technique..." Yan Zhengchi responded.
Lu Feng's eyes also lit up and he was thoughtful.
Tang Yuan calmed down and found that Yan Mingchi's palm power was much more terrifying than he expected. Without this body-refining method, he would have been seriously injured this time.
Turning to look at Lu Feng and the other two, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. There was no way the two of them could withstand such real palm power, and Yan Mingchi didn't mean to show off.
Lu Feng was still stunned on the spot, as if he hadn't woken up from the brief exchange between the two just now. He gestured slowly with his right palm, and his movements were very similar to Yan Mingchi's subtle movements before high-fiving.
Once a person forms a habit, it is difficult to change it. Habits will subtly affect everything.
This was exactly the case for Yan Mingchi. He had practiced folding palms for a long time. Even a simple high-five would subconsciously follow the trajectory of folding palms. Lu Feng suddenly understood the subtle changes in the trajectory.
"How about I do it?" Tang Yuan saw Lu Feng's dazed look and thought he was frightened. Although it was hampered by Yan Mingchi's terrifying palm power, he should be able to hold on if he received two more palms.
"If you want to come, the palm just now will not count. After all, Ming Chi can use stacked palms with just one palm." Mr. Yan's words were poured like a basin of cold water, stopping Tang Yuan's behavior.
Lu Feng woke up from his daze and realized something. He smiled softly and said confidently: "I will do the remaining two palms."
"What?!"
Everyone present was shocked by Lu Feng's short words.
What brings you here?
Tang Yuan's strength in the Spirit Gathering Realm could barely withstand a palm!
How dare you, a person in the Second Soul Realm, dare to say such big words?
You actually want to receive two palms?
Don't want to die?
Some people present laughed, some looked down upon, and some despised...