After He Yixuan jumped out of the ring, his feet just hit the ground and suddenly felt a palm gently pressing on his right arm.

An extremely pure internal force entered his meridians like flowing water, and his heart was filled with surprise. This internal force was exactly the ripples he practiced, but the other party's level of cultivation was obviously far better than him. As soon as this internal force entered his body, it immediately moved towards his right shoulder.

The meridians that had been injured by Xu Yude's boxing power suddenly stretched again under the impact of this internal force.

The therapeutic effect of the water-based exercises was also exerted to the greatest extent at this moment. A trace of cold air spread from the meridians to the entire shoulder. The scorching pain seemed to have been frozen, which made him feel much better.

He Yixuan took a deep breath, and a look of shame appeared on her face.

Only his biological mother Lin Wenyu practiced the water-based exercises and ripples in Hejiazhuang, and had such achievements.

Unexpectedly, his mother came in person and saw the scene of his defeat. When he thought of this, He Yixuan's heart suddenly became dark. He was not afraid of his mother's scolding, but was afraid of letting down his parents' expectations and making him sad.

But at this moment, a familiar and tender voice sounded in his ears: "San brother, how are you feeling?"

He Yixuan was slightly stunned. When he turned around, he immediately widened his eyes and looked incredible.

Beside him, it was not the guessed mother, but the sixth brother He Yiming. However, what really made him feel unbelievable was that at this moment, the sixth brother's palm was gently holding his right arm. From where the palms intersected, the extremely essence of the water-based internal energy entered his body continuously, nourishing his meridians.

He Yixuan's face suddenly became extremely strange. He had only one thought in his mind. Didn't the sixth brother practice the golden technique? When did even the water technique reach this level?

"Brother He Yixuan, I've given up."

On the ring, Xu Yucai said loudly that his aura had completely restrained, but at this moment he was still majestic, as if standing on the ring, he seemed to be standing like a tall and majestic mountain. The image just now, like a demon god, was forever engraved in the hearts of all the bystanders.

The whispering sound, as if it was deliberately controlled, slowly rang out, and everyone was talking about the last blow just now.

Although He Yixuan also showed strength that few people could reach, in the face of Xu Yucai's sharp attack, it had become insignificant and no one was thinking about it anymore.

He Yixuan's face suddenly turned red, his fists were clenched, and a hint of hatred was hidden in his eyes, and he said, "Brother Xu Yucai is really amazing. A year later, Yixuan will come again to ask for advice. I hope that Brother Yucai can give me some advice at that time."

Xu Yucai laughed loudly and said, "As long as Brother Yixuan is interested, a certain family will definitely accompany you."

He Yixuan nodded slightly, held Yiming's hand, and whispered: "Go."

However, he immediately discovered that the sixth brother's hand was as stable as Mount Tai, without moving at all. He looked up in surprise and happened to see the sharp look in the sixth brother's eyes.

"Brother Third, let me try it." He Yiming said in a deep voice.

He Yixuan was slightly stunned and subconsciously let go of his hand. He Yiming nodded slightly, his figure flashed, and he had already jumped onto the ring.

Looking at Ying Feng's sixth brother on the ring, He Yixuan suddenly felt that he had become a little unfamiliar.

At this moment, he remembered that it was this sixth brother who had already been qualified to sit with the elders and elder brother in the village. It was this sixth brother who had tied with the elder brother in the New Year competition. It was this sixth brother who killed Hu Bin, the fugitive who fled to Taicang County.

Perhaps it was because of the close distance that all this was blinded, and it was not until the moment he stood up that people realized that this kid had done so many unique things.

In a trance, He Yixuan finally discovered that Yiming was no longer the boy who was a year and a half ago who was struggling to break through the fifth barrier. Now he has grown into a towering tree, enough to shelter Hejiazhuang from the sun and rain.

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He Yiming moved slightly and jumped onto the ring. His movements were obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

Although everyone saw that he stood with He Yixuan and guessed his identity, he must be a member of the Hejiazhuang. However, his young face made people subconsciously ignore him.

After all, at his age, no matter how he practices, he cannot compare with Xu Yucai and He Yixuan, who are in his twenties.

It’s nothing if the difference between the two adults is ten years old. But if the difference between the teenager and the young man is ten years old, then the gap between them is too big.

Xu Yucai frowned slightly and said, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

He Yiming imitated the third brother, hugged his fists and said, "The sixth son of the He family, Yiming, ask you for advice."

"He Yiming?" Xu Yucai's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but then he covered it up and laughed: "Little brother, if you want to fight the ring, you can do it, but you can get your parents' consent first."

There was no longer a burst of laughter in the crowd. Although Xu Yucai's words were a bit harsh, everyone agreed with the difference in body shape after seeing the two people standing together.

Amid the laughter of everyone, He Yiming raised a finger, and there was no hint of anger on his face, but still a smile that seemed to be casual.

His fingers swayed gently in front of him, his mouth opened slightly, and he said slowly: "One move."

He didn't scream as hard as he could, but the sound that was like a conversation between relatives and friends in an instant reached everyone's ears on and off the ring.

Although this sound sounds light and light, even in the bustling noises like the vegetable market at this moment, it is still clearly heard.

Slowly, the laughter of the crowd stopped. These ordinary people looked at each other. They didn't understand the truth, but they vaguely felt creepy.

However, Xu Yude and Xu Yucai's expressions looked a little ugly, because they all knew that the trick shown by this underage boy in front of them was absolutely impossible.

At this moment, their hearts suddenly rose and their eyes became extremely sharp.

"What did you say?" Xu Yucai said word by word.

He Yiming stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pointed Xu Yucai in a weak voice. His voice was full of confidence: "I said, with just one move, I can beat you."

The ring suddenly became quiet, but after just a moment, a burst of laughter broke out again. This time, everyone no longer had any scruples, but the laughter was filled with a little kindness of understanding.

If this sentence is from an adult's mouth, it will definitely be ridiculed by everyone for overestimating his ability, but a teenager is different.

Xu Yucai was extremely angry and said, "One move? You said I am not your enemy?"

"That's right." He Yiming said: "Do you want to give it a try?"

Xu Yucai snorted coldly, turned around and brushed his sleeves, and was about to leave.

He chose to leave at this time, and no one said he was not, because no one believed him except He Yiming.

Just before he was about to go down, He Yiming's sarcastic voice came again: "It turns out that the people in Xujiabao are all ghastly without ghast."

The laughter under the ring suddenly seemed to have been cut by a knife and disappeared in an instant. Xu Yucai, who had one foot on the edge of the ring, stopped even more. He slowly turned around, his face full of black air, as if a sound burst out from his teeth: "Boy, what were you saying?"

He Yiming carried his hands on his back and said, "Since you don't dare to fight me, what's the point if you don't have ghast?"

A trace of ferocious look slowly appeared on Xu Yucai's face, and his voice spread from afar, saying, "Okay, boy, this is what you asked for."

After saying that, the momentum on his body suddenly surged out like a huge wave, and his body, which was already close to two meters, seemed to be huge again.

The image, like a demon god, became richer again, and was three points stronger than before.

Everyone has this feeling. Under the stimulation of He Yiming's words, Xu Yucai was already crazy, so he wanted to kill him on the ring desperately.

Just when everyone felt this feeling, Xu Yucai had already jumped forward, rushed through a distance of several meters in an instant, and punched He Yiming.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this punch. They looked at all this with a dazed look, and their hearts began to fantasize about He Yiming's tragic ending.

However, at this moment, the smile on He Yiming's face still did not dissipate.

He raised his right hand and clenched it gently. The moment he clenched his right fist, everyone actually felt a mysterious feeling, as if what he was holding was not just a fist, but a feeling of controlling everything.

The air around him rushed toward him quickly under his grip, as if there was a huge vortex here, and even tightly pulled the huge aura stimulated by Xu Yucai into the palm of his hand.

Then, He Yiming punched, and his fist met Xu Yucai's fist in mid-air along a straight line.

Fist against fist,

To confront each other head-on,

Break the force with force...

A loud bang came, and it was rippling from afar as if it was a collision of gold and stone.

He Yiming stood on the ring with his feet apart, his small figure was as arrogant as a mountain and steep as he looked down upon him.
Chapter completed!