"Ye Qiu, you have to be careful this time. This guy had the preference for slaughtering geniuses back then. Although he has been missing for decades now, I see that he is full of energy and at least he should be at the peak of spiritual martial arts. The martial arts he practices are very killing. If he really fights, people who are one or two smaller realms higher than him may be killed by him. If he challenges you shamelessly later, you will refuse directly."

Zhuo Donglai seemed to be very wary of this Nantian Yishu. Although the other party was gone, he still instructed Ye Qiu.

"I will definitely put him in a dilemma when this person falls into my hands!" Ye Qiu's eyes showed fierce light and looked at the direction where Nan Tian Yishu disappeared.

"Okay, I look forward to your growth to that day!" Zhuo Donglai patted Ye Qiu's shoulder heavily.

A burst of potential came, and Zhuo Donglai actually took six or seven steps in succession.

"you?"

"Sorry, teacher, a murderous intent suddenly surged in my heart just now, but I didn't control it well." Ye Qiu's face turned red.

"It's okay, it's okay, this is a good phenomenon." Zhuo Donglai looked happy: "It seems that I, Lao Zhuo, must be very shining inside and outside in this ceremony of apprenticeship."

By around eleven o'clock, no one came again.

Zhuo Donglai walked into the banquet hall and expressed his gratitude to the guests who came to support him. Ye Qiu followed the teacher, looking like an obedient and good baby.

There was a rumbling sound in the crowd, and after a while, a bearded man walked out.

"There are countless doctors in the Materia Medica, and martial arts are also inherited from ancient times. I, Ye Nan, do not understand medical skills, but I dared to be a brick, but I wanted to learn about the martial arts of the Materia Medica Medica."

This bearded man is not tall, but his muscles are tangled all over his body, and his palms are covered with calluses. He is clearly a foreign expert.

"This is the deputy leader of the Southern Iron Master. The iron sand palm can really cut off wood and bamboo." Zhuo Donglai said softly.

"I'll go?" Ye Qiu asked softly.

"Today is your master's apprenticeship ceremony. Others say it is to ask for advice on the Bencao Sect, but in fact it is to explore your foundation. Go, don't embarrass the sect, but don't go too far. The Iron Master is not a bad guy." Zhuo Dong said.

Ye Qiu nodded, jumped to the field, and arched his fist at Ye Nan: "Ye Qiu, thanked the head of Ye for his advice."

"Okay! I just like your straightforward personality. My iron sand palm is ruthless. If you can't hold on for a while, you have to say it earlier."

Ye Nan laughed and slapped Ye Qiu's shoulder with a casual palm.

Ye Qiu moved his body, but quickly dodged the opponent's attack.

Ye Nan didn't expect Ye Qiu to take the initiative, and he used his old moves, and his figure staggered, so he fell down and chewed the mud.

"Boy, are you playing tricks on me?" Ye Nan said angrily.

At this time, Zhuo Donglai was also shouting outside the court: "Advisor, Master Ye is best at Iron Sand Palm. You need to withstand him at least three strikes before you can pass the level. It's not possible to rely on your body skills."

Ye Qiu blushed.

He bowed to Ye Nan, then stood still, his arms drooped, as if waiting for Ye Nan to attack.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Ye Huzi, are you shameless? If you don't have any skills, you won't be moved. Why don't you hit someone with your face?"

He spoke with a middle-aged man in Taoism who was slim in his face. He was holding a gray-white silk fan in his hand, which was a romantic artistic conception of a celebrity.

Ye Qiu arched at him: "Thank you, senior! But today I, Ye Qiu, officially joined Teacher Zhuo. It is natural for all martial arts friends to measure my qualifications for the teacher. Master Ye was the first to come out to give advice and officially support me in the Materia Medica and Teacher Zhuo."

"Okay! That thin ghost, Ye Qiu and I will finish the fight later. How about you and I? Although Old Ye is short, not everyone can call the word "slutty"!" Ye Nan looked fiercely at the middle-aged man in Taoism.

"Okay, I'll wait for you, and I'm just taking this opportunity to calculate the old accounts you had for hurting my brother back then." After saying that, he closed his eyes on the chair and rested, as if preparing for the next battle with Ye Nan.

"Ye Qiu, although according to the rules, you have to take my three moves before you can fight with me, but I can't really bully you, right? I also counted the punch just now. Next, I will gesture a few more times, and we will really fight. How about it?" Ye Nan looked at Ye Qiu and said in a negotiation tone.

"Okay, it depends on the wishes of the senior!" Ye Qiu replied simply.

hey-hey!

Ye Nan played twice out of thin air and then stood on the sidelines.

"Young man, now you can do your best to fight me. Remember, the faster you defeat me, the brighter your face will be. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Ye Nan pounced on him, and the afterimage was still in place, but the fist wind had already hit Ye Qiu's ears.

This is just the impression of people outside the field.

While present, Ye Qiu felt that the opponent's punch was like a fire. Although it had not hit him, his skin felt hot.

As expected, those who can take action on this occasion are all masters!

Ye Qiu was concerned about it first. As soon as the opponent's fist started to move, he had already started dodging to the side. When Ye Nan's fist was in place, the phantom that he left in place was also the one who was left in place.

"Come on, a good man, you can't always hide." After Ye Nan stood still, he raised his fist to Ye Qiu next to him.

"My iron sand palm has too much killing power. I only play with fists with you. How about it?"

Ye Qiu smiled: "Senior, don't be too confident. You asked me to do my best, but you want to hide your own personalities. Do you look down on my martial arts skills in Bencao Sect?"

After saying that, he moved his body, but he took the lead in punching Ye Nan.

Ye Nan laughed loudly, and did not dodge. Sure enough, he raised his fist and hit Ye Qiu.

"How about a punch first, then another palm?"

Ye Nan's fist and Ye Qiu's fist pressed against each other, and he asked with a smile on his face.

"Okay! As long as the senior can resist, Ye Qiu will be with you!"

Although all the strength is used to resist Ye Nan's internal strength attacks, Ye Qiu also has the strength to speak, and the scene is really not much worse than Ye Nan.

"Okay, then I won't bully you with my skills, so as not to say that I, Lao Ye, don't have any face. You will slap me first later. If you can fuck me down, your palm will naturally be spared."

When Ye Nan let go, the two of them retreated backwards, and they were in a situation of confrontation with each other again.

"The little guy is very energetic." Ye Nan shook his left hand against Ye Qiu, and the blood was pouring on it. He actually injured his hard-working palm at that moment.

Ye Qiu's thoughts moved, but he did not use his superpower to repair the painful palm. He even quietly used his skills to shake the wound a little bigger, making him look even worse than Ye Nan.

Some experts outside the field had a look of their eyes, but most people didn't see Ye Qiu's actions. They really thought that Ye Nan had hurt one thousand enemies, suffered 800 damage, and won a miserable victory.
Chapter completed!