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Chapter 234

Yang Yifan thought for a while, what he cultivated was spiritual power, inner strength and mentality were useless to him, but for ordinary people, this inner strength and mentality was very important, a person like He Jia did not Xisui Dan cannot learn immortal techniques, but if he can learn inner skills and mental techniques, he will be able to fight for himself in the future.

Yang Yifan decided to pass on the set of internal skills to He Jia, so that He Jia could open a martial arts class in the future to teach students martial arts.

After receiving the reward, he called Xiang Feixia and said that he had successfully researched the CET-[-] Vocabulary Knowledge Solution, and asked Xiang Feixia to come and buy it tomorrow morning.

After Xiang Feixia drank the knowledge liquid of [-] Tang poems, her memory improved a lot, and she could recite everything very quickly. Although her efficiency in memorizing English words also improved a lot, she would still forget them after recitation, so she hoped Being able to drink CET-[-] vocabulary knowledge liquid, so that she doesn't have to spend too much time reciting English words.

Xiang Feixia very much hoped to be able to drink the CET-[-] vocabulary knowledge liquid, but in the end when Yang Yifan said the price, she hesitated, saying that she was a little tight recently and waited until the salary was paid next month.

Yang Yifan could only earn 500 yuan selling a bottle of knowledge liquid, so he didn't dare to give Xiang Feixia a drink of knowledge liquid for free, but just told her that she could come over anytime.

Xiang Feixia told Yang Yifan that Qian Hongyu was not at school tonight, so he didn't have to act with Liu Yijiao, and he could wait until tomorrow night.

Yang Yifan agreed, and after he hung up the phone, he called He Jia and said that he wanted to go out for a barbecue.

He Jia joked, "Why don't you go to the third high school tonight?"

"The main character Qian Hongyu is not here, our play is boring. Come here! Don't you want to learn martial arts? Seven days later, I will teach you a set of superior inner skills."

"What? What inner strength method? Can you say it again?"

"Superior inner strength mental method."

"Is it from Shaolin or Wudang?"

"It doesn't belong to Shaolin and it doesn't belong to Wudang."

"Kao, can't it be the Sunflower Book?"

"Where did you come up with so much nonsense? The Sunflower Book has long been lost, come here quickly!"

"Okay, you wait, I'll go right away."

He Jia rode an electric scooter to Ziyun Academy soon. After entering the door, he asked directly: "What kind of superior inner strength method? You can't lie to me, right?"

"This is true, but it won't be until seven days later."

"Seven days? No problem, then I'll wait for seven days. If I learn the superior internal skills and mental methods, will I be able to do light skills by then?"

"Does flying over eaves and walls count?"

"Do the math, definitely!" He Jia laughed until he couldn't close his mouth.

"Let's go out for a barbecue with me."

He Jia rode an electric bike, and Yang Yifan rode a mountain bike to a large barbecue site on the north side of Lingtong River.

There are many varieties in that barbecue place, and the skills of the barbecue masters are still very good. There are also performances at night. Many rich people like to go there to drink beer, eat barbecue, and watch girls in little clothes dance.

Yang Yifan and He Jia found a side seat and sat down. They hadn't ordered anything yet, suddenly a man in colorful clothes walked up to Yang Yifan's side, stepped on a chair, and stared at him. Yang Yifan said: "Could you two change positions, I like this position."

He Jia poured a cup of tea, then put the cup down slowly, and said, "This table doesn't have your name written on it, whoever sits here first will own this table."

The man in brightly colored clothes had glaring eyebrows and a long beard on his face. He sneered and said, "Listen to you, you two don't want to give up your position, do you?"

He Jia said: "Today we have settled on this seat, so go wherever you go to cool off."

The bearded man sneered, and said, "Hey, there are really some people who are not afraid of death tonight, do you know who I am?"

Hearing the arrogant tone of the bearded man, Yang Yifan was not afraid at all, sitting there drinking tea leisurely, he looked like a hero.

He Jia knew that Yang Yifan was powerful, and he knew that if he did something tonight, it would be the bearded man who would suffer, so he didn't think the bearded man was so powerful, but felt that he was very pitiful.

"I don't care who you are, if you don't want to die, get out of here."

"Aren't you so impatient? How dare you talk to me like that? You can ask the north bank of the Lingtong River, is there anyone who doesn't know my iron rooster?"

He Jia spat the tea in his mouth all over the table and said, "What? An iron rooster? It doesn't pluck out its hair. No wonder you have so much hair on your face."

The bearded man saw that many people around him laughed, and he said angrily: "Whoever laughs again, I will knock out your teeth. Shut up! I am Tie Gongji. Tie is iron with a solid heart, and Gong is Respectful Gong, auspiciousness is auspicious auspiciousness, do you understand, it is not an iron rooster, but an iron Gongji."

Others froze for a moment, only He Jia smiled slightly and said, "Isn't this still an iron rooster?"

Tie Gongji said angrily: "I'll give you two another chance, will you give up your position or not?"

"No!" He Jia said firmly.

"If you don't let me, then don't blame grandpa for being rude." Tie Gongji punched his fist hard on the table, and said, "Have you seen grandpa's iron sand fist? This fist can crush a piece of wood with one punch." If the stone explodes, your two heads may not be as hard as the stone, if I hit you, you will either die or be injured."

He Jia looked at the black fist and was a little scared. He looked at Yang Yifan and said, "I leave this fist to you."

Yang Yifan put down the glass teacup in his hand, then looked at the bearded man, and said, "Your fist is not good? Well, I will also stretch out a fist. My fist will not move. You can hit it as you like. If you can put I punched it back and we made room."

Yang Yifan's fist is not big, it looks like a woman's hand, and it is gentle. When people around look at it, they feel that such a fist can be smashed to pieces by a bearded man.

The bearded man thought he had a good vision, and he smiled proudly: "With a fist like yours, I can beat it to bloody blood with one punch."

"Then come on! Don't hesitate."

The bearded man blew his palms around his mouth, then slowly clenched his fists.

When he clenched his fist, there was a cracking sound of bones hitting, which made the onlookers startled.

Looking at Yang Yifan's expression, he was still drinking tea leisurely.

In the eyes of everyone, with this punch, Yang Yifan's hand was useless.

However, when the fist falls...

(End of this chapter)