Video Martial Arts: Top Ten Masters at the Beginning

Ye Qingyang patted Zhang Sanfeng's shoulder with emotion and said: "Old Zhang, it's best if you can figure it out. The times are changing. The era of fists and cold weapons has passed. No matter how well you practice martial arts, you will be knocked down with one shot!"

"If you can fight well, you will be sent to the detention center, but if you can't fight, you will be sent to the hospital, so the level of martial arts is of no use."

Ye Qingyang flattered: "Old Zhang, I don't care about others, you must teach me this bone shrinking skill."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, turned and went into the kitchen, and then came out with a bowl of black soup.

"Ye Xiaoyou, it's no big deal to entrust the bone shrinking skill to you, you drink the medicine first!"

Ye Qingyang swallowed hard and said, "Old Zhang, can we discuss it, let's stop drinking this medicine!"

Zhang Sanfeng jumped up and grabbed Ye Qingyang's arm: "Ye Xiaoyou, this is the soup that the old master carefully boiled for you, how can it be wasted? Come on, open your mouth wide, and the old master will pour it down for you!"

Ye Qingyang yelled in horror: "Daddy Yamei!"

Early the next morning, Ye Qingyang was aroused by the ringtone of the mobile phone.

Looking at Zhang Sanfeng who had been lying on the sofa exhausted all night, it was rare that he didn't practice kung fu with his legs crossed.

Ye Qingyang stretched his muscles and bones, and felt that the pain all over his body had disappeared, and the scratched skin trauma had almost healed.

Thinking of the madness last night, Ye Qingyang still has lingering fears!

At this time, all the true qi flowing in Ye Qingyang's body meridians had become Beiming true qi!
Ever since Ye Qingyang got the "Beiming Divine Art", he threw this volume of divine art to Zhang Sanfeng.

After two days of research, Zhang Sanfeng finally found a way for Ye Qingyang to practice.

In addition, Ye Qingyang was injured, which happened to be the time when his Wudang Nine Suns Kung Fu was weakest.

The two struck while the iron was hot, and Zhang Sanfeng dispelled the Jiuyang internal force in Ye Qingyang's body. Under Zhang Sanfeng's guidance, Ye Qingyang began to practice Beiming Divine Art!
After a whole night of practice, Ye Qingyang has practiced the Taiyin Lung Meridian of Hand according to the moves on the picture scroll.

And the zhenqi that his body got originally came from Xu Zhu, it is the incomparably authentic Beiming zhenqi!
Therefore, Ye Qingyang's internal strength will not decrease but increase instead of practicing Beiming Divine Art again!

According to Zhang Sanfeng, the depth of his inner strength can already be compared with that of Zhang Cuishan, the iron-painted silver-hook back then!
As for Lingbo Weibu, Ye Qingyang will naturally not let go of such a magical skill!
But to practice Lingbo Weibu, you must first learn the 64 hexagrams of the Book of Changes!

Qiankankun Lizhen Gen Xundui!

Seeing these nouns, Ye Qingyang felt dizzy for a while, so Lingbo Weibu's study had to be put behind.

Now that Ye Qingyang has the power to walk around, he is confident that he will not be inferior to any master fighter in the world.

I looked at my phone and found that it was actually Zhang Hui calling!

Zhang Hui's report on Ye Qingyang had already been published, and it received a lot of attention in the fighting world.

However, because Ye Qingyang was injured and hospitalized, and the police came to his door, Zhang Hui did not contact Ye Qingyang until this morning.

"Old classmate, what's the matter with you, the police came to me a few days ago and asked me something about our dinner and movie together that day."

"Did something happen?"

Zhang Hui's tone was a little anxious.

Ye Qingyang said: "It's okay, what can I do? I had dinner with you that day, and I met two little thieves, and I took care of them."

"Ah? So are you injured?"

When Zhang Hui heard this, her heart tightened.

Ye Qingyang said relaxedly: "Of course I'm not injured. I've taken care of Yan Bin, and the two little thieves are no problem at all."

"By the way, did you tell the police about the two of us at the movie theater?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hui's pretty face flushed!
I haven't contacted Ye Qingyang for so many days, what happened that night is indispensible!

Zhang Hui hesitated for several days, not knowing how to face Ye Qingyang again.

After all, she is a girl, and things like reserve are still very important.

Hearing the heavy breathing on the other end of the phone, Ye Qingyang thought that his joke was a bit too much, and quickly explained: "Student Zhang, I was joking with you, don't take it to heart."

Zhang Hui took a deep breath and said, "How dare I be angry, you are a celebrity now, maybe I will count on you for dinner in the future!"

Ye Qingyang laughed loudly and said, "What kind of celebrity am I? I'm at most a personal name!"

Zhang Hui said angrily: "If you are not a celebrity, then there is no one in our class who can do it!"

Ye Qingyang wondered: "How come? Look at you, you have become a famous reporter at a young age!"

"There is also Li Xiangyu, who stayed in school and became a university teacher. Our entire high school is still full of talents!"

Zhang Hui said helplessly after hearing the words: "What are we people? At most, some people have a rich father who can make waves in Yucheng in his hometown, but in the sea like Shanghai, he can't even stir up a small wave! "

"I think that among our high school classmates this year, you are the only one who can stand out!"

Ye Qingyang smiled and said, "Student Zhang, don't flatter me, I'm embarrassed to hear that!"

"By the way, how was the effect of the last interview?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hui said with joy in her tone: "Speaking of this, I also want to thank you!"

"It's also thanks to your popularity these past two days, so after the report was released, the reading volume of our media has greatly increased!"

"After all, our newspaper has obtained your first-hand interview materials!"

"If there is a chance, I will invite you to dinner. I agreed last time that I will invite you, but in the end, you invite me!"

Ye Qingyang said haha: "Hey, we're classmates, and I still care about you asking me to invite you. It's not easy to work hard outside, so let's help each other out."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. Ye Qingyang didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to hear the sound of sobbing.

"Zhang Hui, did I say something wrong?"

Ye Qingyang asked cautiously.

Zhang Hui's crying voice came: "It's okay, I'm collecting wind outside, the wind is too strong and my eyes are squinted, hang up now, wait for my call!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Hui hung up the phone in a hurry.

Ye Qingyang opened the window, the sun was shining brightly outside, the morning light filled the ground, and there was no cold wind.

"Obviously there is no wind, where does the wind and sand come from?"

After having breakfast with Zhang Sanfeng, his cell phone rang suddenly!

Ye Qingyang picked up the phone and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

"Strange, I don't have any friends in Shanghai, who would call me?"

Ye Qingyang picked up the phone, and a young male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, is this Mr. Ye Qingyang?"

The voice sounded familiar, but Ye Qingyang couldn't remember who it was.

Ye Qingyang asked, "Who are you?"

Said to the other side: "Oh, you are such a noble person who forgets things too much. I am the manager of the Longxiang Boxing Club in Shanghai, and my surname is Zhang."

Ye Qingyang remembered, isn't this the manager of Yan Bin's club?

It was a young man with greasy hair and pink noodles, bookish all over, who looked like a college teacher.

"Sorry, something happened recently, I don't remember it."

"Why did you call me? Didn't you want to invite me to kick the gym?"

The other end of the phone obviously didn't expect Ye Qingyang to say that, so he paused

"Uh, Mr. Ye, you really know how to joke, we are a formal boxing gym, and we are open for business!"

"So we want to talk to Mr. Ye and make a deal."

Ye Qingyang refused: "My conditions have already been put forward that day, you just follow through."

"Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up."

Zhang Siqi hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, Mr. Ye is really impatient. I do have something to discuss with Mr. Ye in detail. I wonder if Mr. Ye will show respect?"

Ye Qingyang said without thinking, "No!"

"Also, if you don't hurry up to fulfill the contract, I'll continue kicking the club!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingyang hung up the phone directly!
Zhang Siqi really didn't expect Ye Qingyang to be so brave!
No face at all!

"MD, this Ye Qingyang is really not a thing, I begged him so humbly, yet he didn't give me any face?"

"It's just too deceiving!"

Zhang Siqi is not very old, she hasn't reached the age where she can do whatever she wants without breaking the rules!
Zhang Siqi dialed the chairman's phone number: "Chairman, I called that Ye Qingyang just now, but he didn't give me any face and just rejected me. I don't think Ye Qingyang can absorb it."

The chairman pondered for a while, and said, "Zhang Siqi, are you out of your mind? I asked you to invite someone, and you just call and invite him?"

"Zhuge Liang visits the thatched cottage three times, do you understand?"

"If I spend money to raise you, I'm raising a piece of trash? Go to Ye Qingyang's house and talk to me, and explain our conditions to him!"

"If the negotiation fails, prepare your resignation letter tomorrow and go directly to the Ministry of Human Resources and Social Security to complete the resignation procedures!"

Zhang Siqi was scolded like a bloody sprinkler, she didn't even dare to fart and waited for the chairman to hang up the phone!

This early in the morning, after being rejected by Ye Qingyang and scolded by the chairman, he was in an extremely bad mood!

"Cao! Isn't there just a rich old man? I'm like five people and six all day long, showing off my power, at worst, I will quit!"

Zhang Siqi looked at the latest mobile phone he just bought in his hand, and wanted to throw it on the ground, but unfortunately, after thinking about it, he put it back in his pocket.

He is already an adult, and he doesn't have so many opportunities to be willful.

After being patient, Zhang Siqi contacted Xia Xishan, the editor-in-chief of "Rou Tiao Bao".

He also read Zhang Hui's report on Ye Qingyang, so he wanted to find out where Ye Qingyang lived.

Not to mention, I really asked him.

Looking at the address in her hand, Zhang Siqi said with emotion: "No wonder this bastard refuses as soon as he says no. It turns out he is a rich second generation!"

"It's said that poor people are rich in martial arts. This Ye Qingyang is definitely a rich second generation who likes to practice martial arts. No wonder he is so good at martial arts."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Siqi drove her second-hand BMW straight to the Long Beach community!