South of the imperial city, the martial arts training ground.
Zhou Yi dismissed the accompanying soldiers and waited devoutly for Master Han to give him some advice.
Han Zeyu felt that Zhou Yi was a man who knew the current affairs and could see the situation clearly.
So far, he is still very hardworking and conscientious.
A noble man should not bear grudges and should always give ungrateful people a chance to reform.
Zhou Yi is an awakened person of the power system. As an awkward existence that has transcended the five elements' supernatural powers, he would be a mere bricklayer in the end times to build city defenses.
However, the situation here is different. With the whole country's efforts, only Han Zeyu, Ma Zhao, and Xiao Chenxuan, three people with five elements abilities, were discovered.
Therefore, Zhouyi, which ranks fourth, is still very valuable.
The water and wood ability users around Prince Rui are considered "foreigners".
Unexpectedly, the infatuated Marquis Wu'an even had a transnational love affair.
Seeing Han Zeyu in a daze, Zhou Yi whispered, "Master Han? Is there anything wrong?"
Han Zeyu came back to his senses instantly and nodded repeatedly: "There are definitely problems, but the core question is, do you have money?"
When you are poor, learn literature; when you are rich, learn martial arts. The same principle applies to upgrading.
Back then, he lacked opportunities and chances to fight, so he relied solely on piling up resources to level up, commonly known as krypton gold.
It is easy for Zhou Yi to upgrade to level three, 1,800 taels of resources are enough.
Zhou Yi felt very ashamed. He didn't want to spend money to upgrade. In fact, getting beaten up was not a bad thing. At least he could save money.
Han Zeyu was shocked. It was sad and lamentable that the former top brother had fallen to such a state.
Zhou Yi exchanged a few moves with Han Zeyu and found that the other party, contrary to his usual behavior, did not give Han Zeyu a hard time.
Han Zeyu was reserved because he found out that a free sparring partner had arrived.
Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? You should use a master to try out the butcher knife.
Prince Pingyang followed Han Zeyu's trail and found this place, and happened to come across the scene of the two men dueling.
What did he say? He said the White Priest was a liar!
His martial arts style was unheard of. Every move he made was weak and had no internal strength to support it. It seemed that apart from his lightness skills, he had no other merits.
Han Zeyu stopped what he was doing and motioned Zhou Yi to go and have a conversation with the Prince.
Facing the number one master in the capital, his former role model, Zhou Yi was not intimidated.
Victory and defeat are common in the military, and it is not certain who will win or lose!
In response to Zhou Yi's invitation, Prince Pingyang accepted it without hesitation.
He wanted to show that charlatan what real kung fu was, and that his mysterious methods were nothing but tricks.
Zhou Yi had been practicing martial arts since he was young, and with the bonus of strength, he was able to fight on equal terms with the Prince of Pingyang for a while.
In traditional martial arts, every punch is delivered to the opponent, but Zhou Yi has a buff and can punch the opponent with a thunderous punch.
Prince Pingyang was unable to dodge and was hit head-on by the punch, causing his entire shoulder to become numb.
The force was so great that Prince Pingyang couldn't help but question his life.
Zhou Yi is a few years younger than him. In a few years, his strength will definitely surpass his and he will be the best among his peers.
Zhou Yi's playing became smoother and smoother. He never thought that the mountains he once looked up to were no longer insurmountable chasms.
Being able to persist for this long without giving up is the greatest progress.
Han Zeyu felt that there was no chance for him to play. After all, two against one or a round-robin match was bullying.
But someone just wouldn't give in. After forcing Zhou Yi to retreat, he insisted on fighting a few moves with Han Zeyu.
Han Zeyu decided to fulfill his wish and give him a quick death.
"No hurry, Your Excellency, let's catch our breath first."
Zhou Yi's eyes unconsciously glanced at Han Zeyu. The voice was really unpleasant. Look at him, he had to put on a full performance.
While Prince Pingyang was angry, he couldn't help but feel confused.
He thought the white-robed priest was quite young, but from his voice he sounded like he was in his seventies or eighties.
At this age, it is understandable that his movements are weak and limp.
But if he goes all out, would that be considered bullying the elderly?
He had a lot of thoughts in mind, but the "disrespectful" Han Zeyu took the first step.
"Bow stance punch", "throat-piercing kick", "horse stance sideways strike", "inward downward hook", and then a staggered side kick, this set of military boxing is so smooth and flowing that it is dazzling.
Zhou Yi had seen this set of boxing techniques before. Tiezhu used to practice this set of boxing techniques when he was in Dali Temple.
The name is quite domineering, what is it called?
Oh, by the way, it’s called Pegasus Meteor Fist, that’s what Tiezhu said.
Such a childish name must have come from Han Zeyu's mouth. He always starts from zero frame when trying to trick Tiezhu.
I didn’t expect that the child has become so successful that he can go out and cheat others. The key is that there are really fools who believe it.
Han Zeyu's speed was too fast and his strength was too strong, catching the Prince of Pingyang off guard.
His hands look quite young, and his movements are very smooth, but why does the sound sound so out of place?
Han Zeyu restrained his aggressive attitude a little. A fight is what is called sparring, and one must give the opponent a chance to resist.
The white crane spreads its wings, the green dragon wags its tail, the hungry tiger pounces on its food, the fisherman asks for food, flowers and trees are transplanted, the stars shift, and it ends with the Five Luo Light Smoke Palms.
Han Zeyu countered each move, and Zhou Yi was fascinated by it. He felt that traditional martial arts were more fascinating.
But he only dared to think about it in his heart and never say it out loud.
The routine competition ended with Han Zeyu's unexpected kick.
Prince Pingyang looked at the shoe prints on his chest, unable to utter a word. He could only stand there and gasp for breath.
This fight is like a turtle diving into a fire pit, holding its breath and feeling angry.
Facts have proven that even more heartbreaking things are yet to come.
Han Zeyu can fight against others on equal terms without using his superpowers.
In Su Shien's words, if someone doesn't take advantage, he loses. It is conceivable that Han Zeyu was not in a very good mood.
When he is unhappy, he likes to hurt other people's hearts, like the Prince of Pingyang who was panting heavily.
"I don't know what to call you, but you've been following me time and time again. I can be magnanimous and forgive you, but I still hope to hear a reasonable explanation."
Zhou Yi lowered his head to clean up the battlefield, he knew nothing.
The panting Prince Pingyang seemed to have been hit by a point of calmness and had forgotten to breathe.
"You don't know me?"
The mysterious priest shook his head: "I have seen him, but I don't know him."
"That day outside the palace gate, you clearly stared at me for a long time."
"Because you're in my way."
Prince Pingyang was shocked: "You took my son away, and you don't even know who I am?"
"There are many people who follow me. Which one is your son?"
Onlookers Zhouyi...
The sky is so blue, the clouds are so white, and the performance is so realistic.
Prince Pingyang used up half his life's cultivation to barely suppress the urge to curse, and said calmly as much as possible: "My son is Xiao Chenxuan."
The white-robed priest pondered for a moment and said, "Oh, it seems there is such a person."
Prince Pingyang...
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