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"Trash! Useless guy!"

Feng Han kicked Yan Yifei aside and stood up angrily.

Yan Yifei also quickly got up: "Master, it's not that I'm useless, it's that this kid is suddenly very wicked, and seems to be able to predict my next move!"

Anticipating and anticipating the enemy's opportunities are common sense for martial arts practitioners, but it is not everyone who can accurately predict each time.

Feng Han ignored Yan Yifei and walked straight to Xiao Yi.

"You are very clever and smart, but although your moves are flexible and changeable, you don't have the slightest internal strength. Otherwise, I, a useless apprentice, would not be able to get up long ago."

"Thank you for the compliment. I just kicked the ball casually. Anyway, beating children on rainy days is idle." Xiao Yi replied playfully.

"Hehe, you are very arrogant, but I like it. I don't know if you are interested in worshiping under my sect. Needless to say, I can teach you how to operate your internal energy, so that you can use your internal energy and martial arts in a short time. The power is doubled!"

Feng Han threw out a tempting olive branch.

"Master, how can you accept a boy of unknown origin who is against us as an apprentice!" Yan Yifei rushed forward and said in a hurry.

Before Feng Han could answer, Xiao Yi replied with a smile: "Hehe, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to be a teacher, let alone a shameless apprentice who may drink the blood of the apprentice's child at any time."

"Boy, it's okay for young people to be arrogant and have a small personality, but if they are too arrogant, they will suffer a lot!"

Feng Han's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the surrounding air seemed to have become colder, and the temperature suddenly dropped several degrees.

Facing such an atmosphere, Xiao Yi not only did not have the slightest fear, but laughed happily: "Arrogant? I don't think so, I'm just seeking truth from facts. I just like to hate people, and I will hate people if I don't like it. You are ashamed, and you are speechless, but when you are angry, I am still calm."

This time, Feng Han knew why Yan Yifei hated this kid, it was so fucking annoying!
"Boy, you are a younger generation. I didn't want to hurt you, but today you are looking for death. If you want to blame it, you can blame your stinky mouth!"

After Feng Han finished speaking, a lot of cold air gushed out around his body, and with a wave of the thermos in his left hand, the water droplets inside splashed out.

He caught the flying water droplet with his right hand and threw it out. The original water droplet instantly turned into a steel cone the size of a chopstick, piercing Xiao Yi's eyes quickly!

"not good!"

"careful!"

Ai Qian and Ai Qi exclaimed at the same time!
When I saw Feng Han using a steel needle to subdue Zhou Haitao and Fang Wei who were holding pistols, I didn't feel anything, but when I actually applied it in front of myself, I felt another feeling.

And this time it was shot with a large steel cone. This amazing skill is really shocking.

At the same time that the two daughters exclaimed in worry for Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi unhurriedly stretched out two fingers, and firmly held the ice pick in his hand. The sharp point of the ice pick was only [-] away from the eyes. The distance of centimeters, if you move a little further, your eyes will be useless.

"Phew!" Ai Qi and Ai Qian breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It was too dangerous just now. At such a short distance, most people have no time to react if they want to hide, let alone catch this slippery ice pick with their fingers. up.

"Eh?" Feng Han was also suspicious, never expecting such a result.

When he used this special skill of turning water into ice, almost no one would be so calm. Most people would be stunned first, and in the interval between them being stunned, the ice needle or ice pick could pierce exactly where he wanted to pierce. .

However, this time he missed, this is the first time in history!
"I've told you a long time ago, when I hate you, the young master is calm and relaxed. Do you think I will be messed up?"

Xiao Yi looked at the ice pick that was gradually melting in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The reason why Xiao Yi dared to catch Feng Han's ice pick head-on was because he had already made preparations in advance.

At the beginning, when Feng Han made a move to show off his unique skill, he really bluffed Xiao Yi.

Because this is simply unbelievable, even Mo Laodao probably couldn't do it.

So when Xiao Yi watched their performance, he opened his soul eyes while eating melon seeds, and carefully observed Feng Han's every move.

Feng Han is indeed a master with good internal strength, but it is far from enough to control water droplets to instantly turn into ice needles and ice picks to hurt people.

Because his internal strength does not match the strength he displayed at all.

If one wants to truly control water into ice, one must not only have unimaginably thick internal strength, but also have an ice-cold physique, so as to be able to cultivate the true energy of ice.

However, Xiao Yi observed through his soul eyes that this so-called Mr. Yishuihan had a name and nickname that had a bit of an ice-like charm, and the rest had nothing to do with the ice attribute at all.

In other words, this guy is just a complete fake. The reason why he can turn water into ice needles and ice picks is just a little chemical method.

It's like a magician doing a trick, using nothing more than a liquid nitrogen device.

However, his technique of using hidden weapons and hitting acupuncture points with hidden weapons is still remarkable, which also created the illusion that he is a master of a generation to everyone.

This reminded Xiao Yi of Qiu Qianchi and Qiu Qianren in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", but Feng Han was just a vain name.

That's why he went to collect money, because a martial art master who has really reached his superficial level disdains money, and will not be short of money.

Although Feng Han has a flamboyant appearance, his internal strength and martial arts are indeed much higher than the average master. To deal with him, he needs to use some brains.

"Boy, you have quick eyesight and quick hands, but you just don't know if you can take the hundred ice needles I will send out next! You who are sensible, kneel down and kowtow obediently now, and recognize me as your master, otherwise you will become the next second!" A riddled hedgehog!"

Feng Han's ice pick attack was easily received by the opponent, and his old face was a little bit uncomfortable.

Especially Yan Yifei, who had always regarded him as a god, found it even more unbelievable.

In order to regain the dignity of a generation of masters in front of his apprentices and everyone, Feng Han had no choice but to say harsh words and prepared to use his own trump card.

"There are so many [-] ice needles, how do you want me to pick them up? Isn't this embarrassing me, how about this, I'll send a little brother out, let him pick it up and try..."

As Xiao Yi said, he raised his hands and clapped twice: "Don't be pestered outside, you will seal the old senior when you come in..."

As soon as the words were finished, a person appeared at the door. He was wearing a gray Tang suit, mille-soled cloth shoes, short caliper hair, and slightly bulging temples. He could tell at first sight that he was a practitioner.

This person moved lightly and slowly, walking silently, but in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Xiao Yi, and knelt down on one knee: "I'm sorry, son, I'm late..."