Chapter 118 Gao Yueru's Admiration for the Strong!

Han Jiuzhong endured the severe pain, stood up with difficulty, and stared at Ye Wutan.

The expression on his face was so distorted that it was difficult to describe it. The sound he made was like a demon from the underworld.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I have been practicing for thirty-seven years! The Iron Fist I use is the Han family's top secret technique. How can you beat it?"

"It must be that bitch Han Wan'er. She must have been the one who stole..."

But before Han Jiuzhong could finish, Ye Wutan flashed and appeared in front of Han Jiuzhong.

He raised his hand and fell down.

Pah!

A slap hit Han Jiuzhong's face.

In an instant.

Han Jiuzhong fell several meters away again.

Ye Wutan spoke coldly.

"If you dare to disrespect my mother again, you will die!"

Half of Han Jiuzhong's face suddenly swelled like a steamed bun, and three teeth were knocked out.

Blood overflowed from Han Jiuzhong's mouth.

Han Jiuzhong dared not say a word of disrespect to Han Wan'er again.

Ye Wutan's eyes were like hell, and he continued.

"If it weren't for your last name Han, I would grind you to dust!" As soon as

these words came out, Han Jiuzhong shuddered from the bottom of his heart.

But soon, he calmed down and thought that the reason why Ye Wutan was so powerful was just because he practiced the Iron Fist of their Han family.

Thinking of this, Han Jiuzhong smiled wildly.

"Good! Very good! But you just won by luck!"

"I, Han Jiuzhong, am better than the weak. I was defeated by the Iron Fist of my Han family, not by you, Ye Wutian!"

"Compared with my disciple Tang Lian, you are still no match! On the fifth of next month, Jiangnan, Guquan Villa, dare you accept the challenge?!"

Ye Wutian sneered and looked down at Han Jiuzhong.

"Tang Lian, is it?"

Han Jiuzhong looked sly.

"I just ask you, do you dare to fight with my disciple!"

Ye Wutian was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"I will accompany you to the end!"

Han Jiuzhong spat a mouthful of blood on the ground viciously, got up with difficulty, and left the villa on the top of the mountain.

This battle came to an end.

Then, Ye Wutan ordered Pei Zidong to help Ping Bujiu and Qian Beichen to the third floor of the villa and began to treat their injuries.

An hour later.

Ye Wutan put away the silver needles and a can of golden ghee, and said to Ping Bujiu: "Rest for a month, don't get too angry."

Ye Wutan also instructed Qian Beichen beside him.

"As for you, practice as you should. The more serious the injuries on your body, the greater your potential!"

Qian Beichen saluted respectfully.

"Yes, Master!"

Ping Bujiu looked at the can of golden ghee placed aside by Ye Wutan without blinking, and asked excitedly.

"Master, is this... the Tiangang Dihu of the Northern Esoteric Sect?"

Ye Wutan was slightly startled and smiled.

"It seems that you have quite a lot of knowledge."

Ping Bujiu's eyes were full of excitement, and he laughed.

"This Tiangang Dihu is a must-have for practicing kung fu. It can strengthen the muscles, bones, and skin, and take care of both the inside and the outside! Han Jiuzhong went to Baiyaotang to ask me for medicine, probably because he wanted to refine some more Tiangang Dihu! It's a pity that he didn't succeed in the end!"

Ye Wutan snorted and laughed.

"Even if Han Jiuzhong got this Tiangang Dihu, he couldn't practice the Iron Fist! Because even if he could equip something like Tiangang Dihu, he would only get poison!"

Ping Bujiu was stunned for a while.

"How is it possible? I think his practice of kung fu has reached the highest level!"

Ye Wutan asked back.

"We both used the same Iron Fist, so why did he lose to me?"

Ping Bujiu was stunned.

"You, you are at a higher level!"

Ye Wutian shook his head and explained slowly.

"When I fought with him just now, I deliberately lowered my level a little, so that I was on par with him."

Ping Bujiu was shocked.

"How is that possible?"

Ye Wutian explained again.

"The Iron Fist comes from the Northern Esoteric Buddhism. The key to practicing this fist is how to use the Tiangang Dihu to strengthen the muscles and bones. As long as the formula of the Tiangang Dihu is slightly deviated, although the same effect can be achieved, in the long run, it will inevitably cause severe poisoning!"

"In a word, if the medicine is not a pill, it must be poisonous! This Tiangang Dihu, on the surface, is a golden ointment, but in fact, it needs to be refined into a pill first, crushed, and then added with some mild herbs for processing before it can be finished!"

"Otherwise... Han Jiuchong is a failure case. If he continues to practice like that, he will definitely die within three years!"

Ping Bushu sighed.

"I didn't expect that there are so many theories here!"

Ye Wutan stood up, wrote down a prescription casually, and handed it to Ping Bushu.

"This is the formula of Tiangang Dihu, and the formula for refining related pills is also on it. Next, you should prepare a few more jars of Tiangang Dihu. Not only you can use it, but Chen'er can also use it!"

Ping Bujiu suddenly thought of something and asked with a gleam in his eyes.

"Master, can I produce it?"

Ye Wutan thought about it and then replied.

"Whatever."

After saying that, Ye Wutan went downstairs.

When eating, the Supreme Lord and Qian Jingkun and others were all there.

Of course, there was also Gao Yueru.

And because of Han Jiuchong's sudden arrival just now, the atmosphere in the house was a little solemn.

After the meal, few people spoke.

Gao Yueru was even more nervous.

Having lived for so many years, she had also encountered some storms.

But there had never been any time that could make Gao Yueru so nervous as today.

Not only because she could sit at the same table with the Supreme Leader to eat, but also because she had just witnessed Ye Wutan's powerful strength!

Until now, she still believed that Ye Wutan was the illegitimate son of the Supreme Leader, otherwise, it would be impossible to explain what happened today.

Gao Yueru had secretly decided that even if she had to sacrifice her face, she must rely on Ye Wutan, this towering tree.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Ruoqing woke up from her nap and went out with Ye Wutan.

Shen Ruoqing meant that she couldn't just sit at home and relax, she had to find a job.

Moreover, she had already made plans.

It was said that the Tianjun Group in the imperial capital had already set up a branch in Jianghai, and she wanted to apply for the job.

Ye Wutan heard her idea.

Considering her self-esteem, he naturally didn't tell the truth.

He thought to himself that if Ruoqing wanted to work for the Tianjun Group, that would be great, at most she would just have to say hello to Sun Yiming in the branch.

Having made up his mind, Ye Wutan smiled and teased Shen Ruoqing.

"You can go to work, but don't delay our wedding because of work."

Shen Ruoqing replied with a blushing face.

"Our mother said that the 26th of next month is an auspicious day. It's still more than a month away. Don't worry, there will be no delay."

Ye Wuotian smiled and said nothing more.

This time, Shen Ruoqing wanted to buy some formal clothes to prepare for tomorrow's job application.

Moreover, Shen Ruoqing also made an appointment with one of her former classmates.

Ye Wuotian originally wanted to ask someone to customize a few formal clothes for Shen Ruoqing, but Shen Ruoqing insisted on choosing by herself, considering that she would have to trouble others.

There was no other way, so the two went directly to a famous clothing street in Jianghai, called Chaoliu Street.

What the two didn't know was that not long after they went out,

Gao Yueru also left the Yunhai Mountain Villa and drove to Chaoliu Street alone.

The purpose was to find an opportunity to talk to Ye Wuotian alone.

If she could have the honor to invite Ye Wutan to her room and pry open the corner of Shen Ruoqing's wall, it would be great.

After seeing how powerful Ye Wutan was today, Gao Yueru had developed a distorted admiration for the strong.

Even if she became Ye Wutan's plaything...

she would not hesitate!

Driving all the way to the fashionable street.

Even if she just thought about Ye Wutan's voice and smile, her whole body could not stop shaking.

Ye Wutan, this man, simply satisfied all of Gao Yueru's fantasies about men.

As long as she could be Ye Wutan's woman!

Even if she knelt in front of him and was called by him at will, Gao Yueru felt that this was a supreme honor!