Cai Gen was also angry when he saw Yang San's attitude.

He picked up a stone and threw it over.

This time it was accurate, hitting Yang San directly on the back of the head.

"Yang San, your wife is going to be raped.

You still have your legs crossed, are you sick?

You've only been married for a few days and you already want to change your wife?

Xiaosun, you don't care, he is your son-in-law."

Yang San was hit so hard that stars appeared in her eyes. She turned around and wanted to scold Cai Gen.

But he opened his mouth and swallowed it.

"Oh, Third Uncle, please don't cause trouble and interrupt my spell casting."

Cast a spell?

Crossing one's legs, is that also casting a spell?

Isn’t this bullying one’s own ignorance?

Cai Gen became even more angry and picked up another stone.

Just as he was about to throw it away, he was stopped by the teddy bear.

"Boss Cai, he is indeed casting a spell.

Moreover, it is his unique art of hating victory.

He invented the cross-legged posture.

It’s the starting point of the art of hating victory.”

Cai Gen was stunned.

Have you been careless?

Does the art of hating victory sound a bit familiar?

"Axiong, isn't the art of hating victory used by carpenters?

If we don’t build a house, what’s the use?”

This sentence once again exposed Cai Gen's ignorance.

The teddy bear quickly pulled his arm to tell him to stop asking.

Lu was timid.

"Boss Cai, what carpenters use is only a later evolution.

In the beginning, the art of aversion to victory was for big projects, not for building houses.

Don’t you know much about Yang San’s life experience?”

Cai Gen feels that he understands it quite well.

"Isn't it just agarwood, lotus lanterns, his uncle Jade Emperor and other legends?

Are there any other side stories?"

The teddy bear lowered his voice and said in Cai Gen's ear.

"Yang San is Erlang Shen, and his dojo is at the mouth of Guanjiang River.

What is there at the mouth of Guanjiang River?

There is Dujiangyan.

It was a water conservancy project that took thousands of years.

According to legend, Dujiangyan was created by Erlang Shen using the art of hating victory, combining the tides of heaven and earth, and the veins of mountains, rivers and earth.

His method is no less than that of Yu the Great in controlling floods.

Do you think the art of hating victory is powerful?

Later it spread to the people and was most used by carpenters.

Of course, other people who work in engineering have also learned a little bit.

According to folklore, the reason why you are not allowed to cross your legs is because it is the starting position of the art of hating victory, and you are afraid of accidentally hurting others with your strikes."

Cai Gen was indeed shocked.

"Are Yang San so powerful?

If you have this skill, why didn’t you reveal it earlier?

It’s a secret life, isn’t it?”

No wonder Cai Gen once asked, when they were in Xuecheng, Yang San only used the third eye, and other magical powers were of no use at all.

Laziness is one thing, and everyone's own agenda is another.

Among these old guys, none of them have the magical power to conquer the bottom of the box.

They were all paddling here with the idea that if the sky was falling, there would be someone tall enough to hold it up.

The teddy bear didn't hesitate and stabbed Yang San in the back.

"Boss Cai, please be more careful.

If his wife hadn't been killed.

Do you think he will go all out?

Even if you eat and drink well, you won't be able to feed a white-eyed wolf.

There are a few who are like our brothers, who will advance and retreat with you.

We have no retreat, so we will be sincere.

None of them has a way out.

I'm just here to speculate.

So, don't be too careful with them.

When you can use it, use it to death.

Moreover, we must pay attention to methods and methods.

Once you find their weak points, none of them can pretend to be any more.

If you don’t believe it, just take a look, Yang San’s true family background will definitely shock you.”

Cai Gen nodded in agreement, what the teddy bear said made sense.

Hiding one's innermost thoughts is the instinct of these people.

This is also something that makes Cai Gen particularly distressed.

Cai Gen also agrees with leaving seven points in case of trouble.

But if it were me, it would be very uncomfortable.

Without Cai Gen's interruption, Yang San changed his legs and crossed his legs again.

At the same time, a special seal appeared on his hand.

"Brother, lower your head, don't let me get hurt by accident.

There is a tough opponent on the other side, so I have to be ruthless."

Fu Dou bowed his head obediently, showing his usual tacit understanding.

After all, they have fought together for so many years, and they are quite familiar with Yang San's habits.

This art of hating victory is not as simple as hanging a pair of scissors on the rafters, starting them slowly, and cursing the owner to death.

To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of utilizing rules.

Moreover, it takes advantage of the situation to activate the rules. Once activated, it cannot be stopped and the results will be immediate.

Either the opponent dies, or he dies as a result of the backlash, there is no draw.

The five-clawed golden dragon and the centipede man also seemed to sense the danger.

Not wanting to give Yang San too long time to activate, he jumped over directly.

The corner of Yang San's mouth curled up, and the other person didn't have much ability.

Pure physical attacks can't cause any big waves.

"Break!"

After saying the word "drink", Yang San pointed at the river water, indicating that he was giving the command.

As the word hyphenation exited, an invisible aura spread.
To be continued...