Chapter 315: Wu Chi Feng Yuxiu

Two years passed by, and the iron man pile had been smashed by Ye Zhen. Now Xiahou Wu is no longer fighting Ye Zhen.
Because Ye Zhen has become a person who can rival him.
Guoshu is a killing technique, not a dance technique. If you want to fight hard and fight hard, then Ye Zhen and Xia Houwu will not only compete, but will also be born and die. If they fail, they will also be injured!
Because once the two exploded with full force, the power could not be completely controlled. National arts, attacking and killing vitality, killing, and a little carelessness, one of them would die.
So how far Ye Zhen has reached now, Xia Houwu doesn't know.
But Xia Houwu knew that he couldn't cut the steel pipe in his cell with a fist, but Ye Zhen could do it with a full blow, and his hands were not hurt!
Speaking of this, Xia Houwu was a little bit envious of pride.
Enviously, after a year and a half of Ye Zhen's martial arts, his body, especially those hands, is almost as strong as a human!
In spite of this, Ye Zhen's hands were still slender and white. Even on his body, all injuries sustained in these two years did not leave any scars! Contrary to his dark, calloused hands and scars!
If two people stretch out their palms at the same time, they only look at their hands and not their faces, others are afraid to say that one pair is the hand of a migrant worker, and the other is the hand of a well-maintained woman.
If Ye Zhen does not show his skill, others will never know that Ye Zhen is also a martial artist!
The same is true of the proud, Xia Houwu feels that he has almost printed a piece of jade jade with the mark of unity and carved it into a treasure of unity!
As long as there is a chance, let Ye Zhen fight with other martial art masters in other schools, increase experience, and combine the next head of the candidate no longer have a headache.
In the past two years, Ye Zhen has grown taller and has a much stronger physique.
What's more, in the past two years, Ye Zhen's madness in martial arts caused him to hurt himself with inexplicable words, but under the condition of being suppressed, he didn't make much trouble.
However, Ye Zhen has become the invisible boss of Stanley Prison.
The prison guards relaxed immediately, and even applied for a commutation of Ye Zhen, which was reduced by half!
"Teacher, you have been in close contact with Feng Yuxiu recently," Ye Zhen said while eating Xia Houwu, who was reading a letter beside her, said that two years of practicing Chinese arts, Ye Zhen ’s meals have grown tremendously!
"Well, this Feng Yuxiu is a martial art idiot. I can feel it from his problems. Although his talent is far less than you, he is more crazy than you about the crazy obsession of practicing martial arts! "
Xia Houwu taught a good apprentice with a spring breeze, but also touched the apprentice's light. He could frequently contact the teacher and sister, and the relationship eased.
Now Xia Houwu and his sister Shan Ying are looking forward to the day when Ye Zhen will go out and reinvigorate.
Now encountering such a Wu Chi, Xiahou Wu Aiwu and Wu thought of Ye Zhen.
"So this is why you give him all the pointers to the essence of his martial arts? Do you know if he is a wicked person or a good person? If a good person is bad, don't you have cultivated one ..." Ye Zhen put down the fork and looked at Xiahou Wu.
For Ye Zhen, who is familiar with the plot, in addition to Wu Chi, Feng Yuxiu is still a lunatic, capable of martial arts, and very powerful!
"I believe in my own eyes," Xia Houwu grinned, and even sold Ye Meng a blink of an eye.
The corners of Ye Zhen's mouth twitched slowly, then he shook his head slightly, and said, "Forget it, let him be happy, when he gets out and kill him, he'll do."
Ye Zhen had this confidence, Xia Houwu didn't know, Ye Zhen didn't say, as early as half a year after practicing martial arts, Ye Zhen had been able to use the boxing skill proficiently, and even Xia Houwu said Qi in his body!
Up to now, this qi has spread throughout Ye Zhen's body, and listening to Xia Houwu said that the qi in his body was the size of a fist.
Ye Zhen was thinking, if we continue to practice, one day, the qi in the body will become the internal force in martial arts novels!
Although Ye Zhen saw that Xia Houwu didn't talk about the essence of Wuxingquan to Feng Yuxiu, he wrote the mana skills of Wuxingquan on the reply.
"Don't you dare write this, don't you be afraid that one day, he will be one enemy with us. What will we do then?" Ye Zhen said silently.
"A martial art idiot, a person who only has martial arts in his heart, can never be worse than that," Xia Houwu said with confidence.
Ye Zhen nodded, no longer talking, only to wait until the world was full of challenge masters, shouting in his mouth, either kill you or kill you, how wonderful Xia Houwu's face will be.
Ye Zhen couldn't stop Xia Houwu from directing Feng Yuxiu. If Ye Zhen told Xia Houwu what would happen in the future, he might still be thought of as a lunatic.
It is not possible to prevent the prison guard from sending a letter. Although he is still somewhat useful here, Ye Zhen knows that he always bears the crime and that people will not listen to him at all.
In the end, Ye Zhen felt that Xia Houwu had taught a strong enemy, and at that time, the letter Yu Xiu would prove that his kung fu had reached the point!
Time hastily passed, even if Ye Zhen used it with care, Xiahou Wuhua spent a lot of money to customize Ye Zhen's iron man pile, and became a few useless iron golems.
It was covered with various punches, feet, claws, fingers, and some pits that did not know what caused it.
Ye Zhen was relieved, ready to rest for a while, and then started the blood weapon!
Weapons, killers.
"You're almost there, what weapons do you want to learn in the future?" Xia Houwu, who had just sent the letter, was sent back to his cell, and Ye Zhendao breathed toward the other side.
This breathing is also a very deep effort, many people think that it is wrong to learn to breathe and then practice martial arts.
Breathing and breathing is not to absorb the aura between the heavens and the earth, but to unite oneself inside and outside. With the breathing frequency, you can regularly control the internal muscles and blood and blood to vibrate to achieve the effect of refining.
Opening his eyes slowly, Ye Zhen smiled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to open the bed, and then took out a steel tube of about 1.3 meters.
"Do you want to learn short sticks?" Xia Houwu looked at the steel pipe in Ye Zhen's hands with a bit of sorrow and laughter, because the sticks were opened and closed, and each shot seemed to have great power.
But this thing is always inferior to the countertops such as swords.
After all, in modern society, when compared with the ancient times, most of the students practice martial arts, not to strengthen themselves or make themselves stronger!
But for the sake of picking up girls, this kind of weapon has always not been domineering with swords and gentlemen with swords.
"This is not a stick, it is a sword." Ye Zhen touched the steel pipe in his hand, and some white cloth was wrapped around his tail.
"sword?"
In an instant of effort, Xia Houwu understood that this is not the outside. A steel rod has to be hidden. Who dares to give you a sharp sword.