Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

It's not his fault, Yang Can's body has been growing in the past few months, coupled with martial arts, resulting in some changes in body shape and appearance.

Moreover, his son was seriously injured just now, and he was anxious and flustered, so he didn't recognize him at the first time.

"So it's you...I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply..."

Gu Yuan sat down slumped, all the energy and energy in his body seemed to be exhausted, and sighed:

"Okay, I'll admit it, and I promise I'll never compete with your Yang family again for business in the west of the city! Now, can I take my son and leave?"

Yang Can laughed loudly: "Haha, Mr. Gu was joking. With such a flirtatious remark, do you want to expose this matter?"

"Then what do you want..." Gu Yuan's voice sounded a little trembling.

"Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and regenerates." Yang Can imitated Gu Bei's tone.

Gu Yuan suddenly trembled, his whole body trembled three times and exclaimed:

"You... what are you going to do, don't forget, this is Yuecheng! It's Dagan! It's a place where the king's law is taught! Killing... killing people will pay for their lives!"

"What a king! What a murder!" Yang Can glanced at the people around him coldly, and asked:

"Why didn't you mention it when you were discussing with them about destroying my Yang family?"

"This this……"

Gu Yuan was frightened just now and couldn't choose what to say.

After recovering, I realized that my words were ridiculous, but the words I said were like water poured out, and it was impossible to take them back.

He was also afraid that Yang Can would be angered by continued sophistry, which would cause the father and son to die on the spot, so he didn't dare to say anything more for a while.

Zheng Yuandong and others next to him also lowered their heads not daring to look directly at Yang Can.

The private room was terribly quiet, and after a while, Yang Can's voice sounded:

"How about this, I heard that your Gu family has forcibly stolen a lot of exercises in recent years?

I'll give you a chance, hand over the exercises, maybe you can spare your father and son's lives. "

As a powerful local gentry, the Gu family is extremely xenophobic. Over the years, they have done things like today no less than once, overtly and covertly swallowing up a lot of skills and property from small foreign families.

If the Yang family hadn't been protected by Wu Ling back then, it might not have lasted until today.

"Okay! I can give you the exercises, but you have to promise to let us survive in the future." Gu Yuan was very decisive.

Yang Can smiled coldly:

"Do you think you have the capital to negotiate?"

Gu Yuan's expression turned ugly.

But the situation is stronger than people, he can only swallow his anger, and while planning to hug the seriously injured Gu Bei, he said:

"When I finish setting up my son, I will send someone to send you the exercises immediately."

"You can go, he stays." Yang Can glanced at Gu Bei.

"You..." Gu Yuan was impatient and was about to reply, but Yang Can interrupted:

"Master Gu, hurry up, after a while, your young master may really be unable to hold on."

Hearing this, Gu Yuan saw the blood gushing out of his son's mouth and his breath getting weaker and weaker, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he had to turn his head and leave alone.

"That, Mr. Yang..."

Forced by Yang Can's momentum, Sun Wenyue, who stood for a long time without daring to make any changes, showed a smile uglier than crying and said:

"I just happened to pass by here, and it has nothing to do with the Gu family. Look, can I go?"

"Yes, yes..." Zheng Yuandong also echoed.

"Let's go? What are you two in a hurry for?" Yang Can smiled and pulled a chair to sit down, picked up a wine glass and put it in front of him, and said:

"Here you go, sit down and have a drink."

Sun Wenyue and Sun Wenyue looked at each other, and could only sit down with a bitter face. As for drinking?How dare you.

"I don't have any other hobbies, I'm just curious about various martial arts exercises."

Yang Can said softly, as if explaining his previous actions.

Sun Wenyue rolled his eyes, and immediately said:

"Since Mr. Yang likes it, tomorrow morning, no... tonight I will have someone send my Huitian Fist to the Yang family!"

Zheng Yuandong also reacted, and hurriedly said:

"The Flying Leaf Palm in my martial arts school is also willing to dedicate it to Mr. Yang!"

"Very good." Yang Can nodded with a smile, played with his wine glass and asked:

"I heard that you have a close relationship with the Gu family?"

When Sun Wenyue heard this, his face paled with fright and he hurriedly stood up and waved his hands:

"I don't! I'm not! I really have nothing to do with the Gu family, I just happened to pass by!"

"Don't be nervous." Yang Can pressed his right hand to signal the other party's peace of mind:

"Let me ask you, how many exercises have the Gu family robbed over the years? Do they have their own family-inherited exercises?"

It turned out that he wanted to inquire about the Gu family's information, but Sun Wenyue heaved a sigh of relief. He was familiar with this matter!

As one of the lackeys of the Gu family, there are really few people in the city who know the Gu family better than him, so he immediately told everything he knew like beans in a bamboo tube.

He didn't forget to add oil and vinegar to attack the Gu family's actions, express his disgust and disdain, and draw a clear line...

Chapter 7 One step away!Warriors are coming!

"DengDengDeng..."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from the corridor, and after a while, Gu Yuan, with disheveled white hair and sweating profusely, appeared in front of Yang Can.

"This... this is the exercise you want."

He reached out and threw a stack of well-preserved books that looked old on the table.

Yang Can casually picked it up and looked at it, then smiled:

"That's right, you are an honest person, and you have snatched a lot of the three books of exercises over the years."

Gu Yuan snorted coldly:

"Can I take my son and leave now?"

"Of course it is possible." Yang Can nodded and said leisurely:

"But before that, there is one more thing... What about the Mingyue Kungfu passed down by your Gu family?"

Gu Yuan frowned, and said immediately:

"My Gu family's family has always passed down the exercises by word of mouth, so there are no secret records."

"This is easy." Yang Can clapped his hands, and Sun Wenyue put the pen and paper that he had prepared in front of Gu Yuan.

"Master Gu, please!"

"you!"

Gu Yuan glared at Sun Wenyue, this villain turned his back so thoroughly!

"Master Gu is running out of time." Yang Can pointedly mentioned.

Gu Yuan's face was uncertain, and he finally picked up the pen tremblingly, but just as he assumed the posture of writing, he threw the pen violently:

"I don't write!"

He looked up at Yang Can and said word by word:

"I can write it if you want, unless you find a witness to make an oath and promise to let our father and son live!"

"You have to do this?" Yang Can asked in a deep voice.

For him, every additional copy of the exercises represents the improvement of his own qualifications.

And according to what Sun Wenyue said, the Mingyue Kungfu of the Gu family is not low-grade, and there will be no shortage of qualifications after completion of the study.

"Hmph, unless the safety of my father and son is guaranteed, you will never get my Gu family's Mingyue Gong!"

Gu Yuan snorted coldly, he seemed to have taken the initiative, and his voice was much louder.

He even thought secretly in his heart, even if he lost his family property after he got out, he would have to recover today's humiliation a hundredfold!

"Well, if that's the case." Yang Can nodded helplessly and said:

"Then I'll let you father and son go to hell to meet each other!"

Bang!

Before the astonishment on Gu Yuan's face dissipated, Yang Can punched him.

There are tens of thousands of exercises in the world, so why hang on this tree?

As for letting them live together?Ever since the other party said they wanted to destroy the Yang family, there was no way out.

Gu Yuan fell to the ground without a sound, how could his old bones withstand Yang Can's punch.

At this moment, Gu Bei finally couldn't hold it anymore, after spewing out a big mouthful of blood, he tilted his head and followed his father...

Yang Can looked at the two corpses, a trace of unnaturalness appeared on his face, but it soon dissipated.

This is the way of the world, the hatred has been forged, if you don't kill him today, he will try his best to kill you tomorrow!

Yang Can calmed down and turned his gaze to the two people who were still in front of him.

Sun Wen was startled, and hurriedly said:

"Gu Yuan doesn't know good or bad, that old man really deserves his death! Mr. Yang killed it well!

Tsk, I really didn't expect that the young master already has the strength of a warrior at such a young age. He really is a hero born a boy!

If you don't dislike it, I am willing to lead the Huitian Gang to follow you to do my best! "

Zheng Yuandong was a step late, and hurriedly shouted:

"I, Feiye Wuguan, would also like to do the work of a dog and a horse for the young master!"

"Warrior?" Yang Can didn't care about the surrender of the two, but asked:

"You tell me what a warrior is."

Sun Wenyue didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately said:

"There is no strict standard for the rank of warriors, but a vague definition based on the burst of the strongest strength.

Like Mr. Yang, if one punch can burst out with a thousand catties of force, he can be called a ninth-rank warrior. "

"If you punch a thousand catties, you are a ninth-rank warrior?"

Yang Can clenched his fist, judging by his current Black Tiger Fist, it has at least nine hundred catties of strength.

He glanced at the panel again:

Tianyang Kungfu (33% who have not yet started)

Black Tiger Boxing (2% in the 33nd realm)

Catching Crane Claws (1% of the first glimpse of the first level)

……

Qualification: 33 extremely intelligent

In the past two months, the black tiger boxing he majored in has already entered the second stage, and his proficiency has increased a lot after the actual combat just now.

Judging from this progress, he is only one step away from being a real warrior.

It's just that the Tianyang Kungfu passed down in his family is progressing slowly, even though he didn't stop practicing every night.

"It seems that this Tianyang Kungfu is not easy. When I have higher aptitude, I should practice much faster."

Yang Can said to himself.

At this time, Sun Wenyue pointed to Lin Tianhua who was still lying on the ground and said in a low voice:

"Young Master Yang, what should we do with this person?"