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2587. His Royal Highness Good Fortune

2587. Your Highness of Creation

Eight low roars, and the deafening sound was like thunder, exploding the world.

At that moment, Ren Fenglai and others were confused, and Ren Xue was also staying there.

As for the sixth master of Baiyu Hall, it seemed as if it was struck by lightning, and his old eyes widened.

Looking at the eight fist marks in the abdomen of the mountain in the distance, the Lord of the Sixth Hall of Baiyu Hall opened his mouth tightly, and it was hard to believe it.

"Eight...eight paths?"

"This...how is this possible?"

"I must have heard it wrong!"

"Otherwise, it's impossible?"

The old man was almost crazy and kept yelling.

The boxing technique he taught Chu Yun just now was only three fist strength. When his teacher taught him, he only had three fist strength.

But it’s a great deal, Chu Yun actually exerted eight fists!

How is this possible?

"Master Six, you...you heard it right. What Brother Chu just now was indeed eight...eight fists!"

It was not until after obtaining the confirmation from Ren Fenglai that the six masters accepted the reality in front of them.

"You...how did you do it?"

"Quick, call me again and let me see!"

The old man could no longer calm down, so he immediately asked Chu Yun to call him again.

After all, the three-phase boxing technique is already extremely powerful with just three fist strength. If so, how powerful would it be if he could produce eight fist strength?

It probably will have to skyrocket several times!

Maybe with this move, his strength surpassed his senior brother, and he jumped to become the number one master of Baiyutang?

Thinking of this, the old man was of course excited and hurriedly urged Chu Yun to call him again.

Chu Yun did not refuse, but just smiled faintly: "Okay."

"You'll be careful in a while."

"I'll hit this punch for the last time."

"At that time, how much you can see clearly and how much you learn depends on your luck!"

Chu Yun said slowly as he was the old man just now.

But he returned all the arrogance of the old man just now to him.

"You are presumptuous!"

"You little brat, my sixth master is kind to teach you boxing skills. It would be fine if you don't know that you are grateful. How dare you speak to my sixth master like this?"

"It's simply seeking death!" Ren Xue was angry at that time and yelled at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun immediately smiled: "Ms. Ren's words are very interesting."

"What I said before was just repeating the words your sixth master said to me before."

"And now you say I'm presumptuous and I'm looking for death. Can you think that you are saying that your sixth master is presumptuous and your sixth master is looking for death?"

"You~" Chu Yun's words made Ren Xue speechless, and her pretty face turned red.

After a long time, he continued to angrily: "What is your identity, what is my sixth master? What are you comparing with my sixth master?"

"Besides, your boxing technique is taught by my sixth master. If my sixth master wants you to hit it a few times, you should hit it a few times. What qualifications do you have? I'm putting on airs with my sixth master here."

Ren Xue was also sharp-tongued and talked endlessly, and kept saying to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun nodded: "Well, Miss Ren is right. Then I will listen to Miss Ren's words. Your sixth master asked me to hit it a few times, and I will hit it a few times."

While speaking, Chu Yun immediately punched a set of boxing techniques.

This set of boxing techniques is exactly the same as the old man's previous boxing techniques. There were also three fist shadows, which produced three fist strength!

Ren Xue saw it and was even more angry: "Boy, you did it on purpose."

"Why are there only three fist strengths!"

"What my sixth master wants to see is the eight-way boxing technique."

"Why don't you demonstrate it to us?"

Chu Yun chuckled: "What are the eight fist strengths? Just now, your sixth master taught the three fist strengths. If you ask me to demonstrate, of course I can only demonstrate the three fist strengths. Otherwise, if I exert the eight fist strengths, it will be different from the boxing techniques taught by your sixth master."

"You~"

"Bastard, I'm so angry!" Ren Xue was almost angry with Chu Yun. Her pretty face turned pale and she was about to beat Chu Yun with a waving her fist, but she was stopped by Ren Fenglai.

"Be honest with me!"

"If you are rude to Brother Chu, I will send you back to the sect." Ren Fenglai shouted angrily at Ren Xue. Ren Xue had no choice but to bow her head and stop talking with resentment.

However, the old man looked at Chu Yun without any previous disdain and contempt: "Little brother, my words and deeds just now are indeed a bit arrogant, so please forgive me."

"However, I don't know if I can use the eight-strong boxing technique you just played again. If possible, I will be grateful!" The old man's words this time were obviously much more polite and respectful.

Chu Yun didn't care about him anymore and smiled faintly: "Wouldn't it be better if this was already happening?"

"You are asking for trouble when you put on airs in front of me."

"Forget it, I really have a pious heart for practicing. It's not impossible for me to demonstrate it to you again."

"But the same sentence is still the same. I will only demonstrate it again. As for how much I can learn, it depends on your own luck!"

After saying that, Chu Yun didn't talk nonsense. He immediately stepped on the ground and pressed down his waist. Infinite power rose from the earth and gathered on his body. Finally, he gathered in his fist and palm, and suddenly smashed it in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang ~

Eight consecutive explosions not only trembled the world, but also trembled again Ren Fenglai and Bai Yutang's six masters.

After the fight, Chu Yun ignored them and turned around and went to find Xiao Yuqi.

When Chu Yun and his friends were practicing boxing, Xiao Yuqi grilled fish next to her. There was a river nearby. Xiao Yuqi had caught a few fish in it and handed them to Chu Yun for food.

Chu Yun did not expect that the daughter of Hongmen who was back then, now he had learned how to grill fish. He was almost unable to compare with his own ability.

But behind, the old man in Baiyutang seemed to be stupid, imitating Chu Yun's appearance over and over again, constantly punching.

But no matter how he punched, he could only exert three fist strengths. The fourth fist strength, no matter how he punched, he couldn't exert it. Not to mention that he would exert eight fist strengths like Chu Yun.

There is no way, I can't master it. The old man can only pester Chu Yun and hope that Chu Yun will continue to demonstrate it to him several times.

However, Chu Yun didn't care.

The Tao cannot be easily passed on. He and this old man didn’t even know each other. How could he teach a stranger boxing technique for no reason?
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