Chapter 222
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When Jiang Xiaoye comes to the huge root of the tree, it can cause the change of the order of the mountain god.
The roots are strange in shape, as if they are shrunk together, and the surface is completely blackened.
"This is..."
Jiang Xiaoye reaches out his hand and puts it on it. He feels a burning and numb feeling. At the same time, he senses the weak vitality contained in it.
Still alive?
Jiang Xiaoye thought for a moment and said, "three million!"
What living things are there, or is the root still alive?
The structure inside was so complicated that he couldn't find out what was inside.
It's a rock bottom price. No one likes this kind of thing.
"Since master Jiang likes it, it's given to master Jiang."
Master Wei Chen, vice president of the Chinese ancient martial arts association, came over and nodded to Jiang Xiaoye and said, "this object was found by an ancient martial arts expert when he was looking for ginseng in a primitive forest. It is said that he discovered it because of the sudden burning. Master Jiang is interested in the peach root?"
"Master Wei." Jiang salutes immediately.
"Ah, you and I are both masters. We can discuss the relationship between our peers," Wei Chen nodded with a smile.
Jiang doesn't know what his name is. Can't he call brother Wei? How can these fifty or sixty people shout out?
A little embarrassed nodded: "this peach root is really what I want."
"Then give it to master Jiang. Master Jiang is famous for his ancient Chinese martial arts. We admire him."
Wei Chen sighs that even he doesn't dare to fight with the master casually. After watching Jiang Xiaoye's master battle, he can't help feeling that he is afraid of being young.
Especially: last resort!
He guessed that Jiang Xiaoye's cultivation is a magic cultivation method left by ancient masters. Otherwise, he would not be so young as to be a master.
"Thank you Wei President Wei. " Elder brother Wei can't shout it out. Jiang Xiaoye can only call its president.
Wei Chen smiles and nods, and says nothing more.
The last item was inexplicably finished at the beginning, but it was just a root, and no one said anything.
"Young master of China, I don't know if I can experience it!"
Bassoon took a look at master tuofo. Seeing that he had no expression, he immediately got up and jumped up to the stage.
When he comes to Jiang Xiaoye, Basong bows and salutes. The martial arts practitioners will not neglect the master.
Jiang Xiaoye is silent for a moment.
"Master Basong, why don't you let Liu come and have a discussion with you first?" Liu Changfeng of Xingyi boxing stood up and said, "master, can you challenge me casually? Let Liu come to experience it."
Liu Changfeng, the master of Xingyi boxing.
Basong snorts coldly, looks at Jiang Xiaoye, turns his head to Liu Changfeng and says, "OK, let's learn about you first, and then meet the young master! Please give me your advice
"Xingyiquan Liu Changfeng!"
Liu Changfeng saluted, and then stretched out his hand, walking like a bow horse.
When Jiang Xiaoye thought of Chu's house, Wei Chen immediately invited him: "master Jiang, please come here!"
There are only eight people in the ten positions on the judging platform. Obviously, one of them is unknown to Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye did not refuse. He nodded and said, "please!"
When he comes to the position, Jiang takes a look at the vacant seat next to him.
"This is the one over there. I don't like to sit here." Wei Chen motioned to the distant corner.
Jiang Xiaoye looks at them. The leaders notice his eyes and nod slightly.
Soon, Jiang Xiaoye sits next to Wei Chen and feels two sharp eyes at the same time.
He turned his head and saw that the master of Thai boxing, toffer, was staring at himself.
"Toefo, I'm lucky to meet the young master. Can we have a discussion later?"
Master tuofo got up and put out his hand to perform a T state ceremony.
Jiang Xiaoye also got up and arched his hand and said, "of course."
It's useless to avoid fighting. This TOEFL may be better than bayul, but he is stronger now. There is nothing to be afraid of.
TOEFL nodded his head blandly, then sat down and looked at Basong and Liu Changfeng in the field.
Jiang Xiaoye sees the ancient yoga guru galava, who is staring at him with hatred in his eyes, which makes him a little confused. Is this woman Ba Yuer's daughter?
No, it's not from t!
"Galava is bayul's companion. Pay more attention."
Wei Chen is naturally aware of Jiang's gaze.
His voice is very low, as if only Jiang Xiaoye can hear it and can't spread out.
What means is this? Can it be called transmission? Jiang Xiaoye is a little surprised that the master has many means.
"Wife?"
Then he realized that this was BA yu'er's wife?
Looking at galawa at about 40 and thinking about BA yu'er, Jiang can't help but think about it.Do you eat tender grass?
He also understood that the death of bayur was counted on himself by galava. After all, bayul died in the mouth of the old corpse under his control.
Liu Changfeng and Basong are ready to start.
"Master Jiang, who do you think will win?"
A middle-aged man in Taiji clothes suddenly asks Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye is stunned for a moment. He looks at the audience and says, "I don't know, but I hope master Liu wins."
How do I know? If two people don't do it, he really can't see it.
"Ha ha, yes, I hope Liu Changfeng will win, and he will win." The man in Tai Chi costume arched his hand and said, "Shen He, Tai Chi!"
"I've met master Shen."
Jiang did not introduce himself, nor was he able to introduce himself. He could not say, "is the mountain god Jiang Xiaoye?"?
It seems that they also need a name ah, or later and master do not know how to greet each other.
"Liu Changfeng in shape and meaning, ten shapes in the world! Ha ha ha, I haven't seen Liu Changfeng do it for a long time. At the beginning, he defeated many ancient martial arts experts with the traditional ten shapes. "
Shen He feels a word.
Liu Changfeng in shape and meaning, ten shapes in the world? Traditional ten shape?
Jiang looks at Liu Changfeng, who is not very impressive on the stage.
The two fight, Liu Changfeng's body moves, like a swift, a little bit of the ground.
"Drink
Basong drinks, steps out half step and strikes with both fists.
Return!
Liu Changfeng gently shakes his waist, like a swift back, and suddenly pounces at the same time, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, or even faintly mixed with the roar of a tiger.
Basong's two fists are empty but not in a hurry. His fists retract and block in front of him.
Liu Changfeng clapped his palm on Basong's arm, and as soon as Basong retreated, he kicked up with a high leg.
"Clattering, clattering!"
Liu Changfeng twisted his waist and stepped back like a snake.
Basong did the same thing. He gently moved his arm, then jumped up and hit Liu Changfeng with a violent elbow.
"Hoo!"
Liu Changfeng's legs trembled and bumped against Basong on one side of his body.
"What?" Basong didn't expect that Liu Changfeng's physical toughness was so terrible that he hit him in the air with his elbow. He barely kicked Liu Changfeng under his feet, but he was directly knocked out.
After more than ten meters of retreat, bassoon couldn't help shaking his legs.
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When Jiang Xiaoye comes to the huge root of the tree, it can cause the change of the order of the mountain god.
The roots are strange in shape, as if they are shrunk together, and the surface is completely blackened.
"This is..."
Jiang Xiaoye reaches out his hand and puts it on it. He feels a burning and numb feeling. At the same time, he senses the weak vitality contained in it.
Still alive?
Jiang Xiaoye thought for a moment and said, "three million!"
What living things are there, or is the root still alive?
The structure inside was so complicated that he couldn't find out what was inside.
It's a rock bottom price. No one likes this kind of thing.
"Since master Jiang likes it, it's given to master Jiang."
Master Wei Chen, vice president of the Chinese ancient martial arts association, came over and nodded to Jiang Xiaoye and said, "this object was found by an ancient martial arts expert when he was looking for ginseng in a primitive forest. It is said that he discovered it because of the sudden burning. Master Jiang is interested in the peach root?"
"Master Wei." Jiang salutes immediately.
"Ah, you and I are both masters. We can discuss the relationship between our peers," Wei Chen nodded with a smile.
Jiang doesn't know what his name is. Can't he call brother Wei? How can these fifty or sixty people shout out?
A little embarrassed nodded: "this peach root is really what I want."
"Then give it to master Jiang. Master Jiang is famous for his ancient Chinese martial arts. We admire him."
Wei Chen sighs that even he doesn't dare to fight with the master casually. After watching Jiang Xiaoye's master battle, he can't help feeling that he is afraid of being young.
Especially: last resort!
He guessed that Jiang Xiaoye's cultivation is a magic cultivation method left by ancient masters. Otherwise, he would not be so young as to be a master.
"Thank you Wei President Wei. " Elder brother Wei can't shout it out. Jiang Xiaoye can only call its president.
Wei Chen smiles and nods, and says nothing more.
The last item was inexplicably finished at the beginning, but it was just a root, and no one said anything.
"Young master of China, I don't know if I can experience it!"
Bassoon took a look at master tuofo. Seeing that he had no expression, he immediately got up and jumped up to the stage.
When he comes to Jiang Xiaoye, Basong bows and salutes. The martial arts practitioners will not neglect the master.
Jiang Xiaoye is silent for a moment.
"Master Basong, why don't you let Liu come and have a discussion with you first?" Liu Changfeng of Xingyi boxing stood up and said, "master, can you challenge me casually? Let Liu come to experience it."
Liu Changfeng, the master of Xingyi boxing.
Basong snorts coldly, looks at Jiang Xiaoye, turns his head to Liu Changfeng and says, "OK, let's learn about you first, and then meet the young master! Please give me your advice
"Xingyiquan Liu Changfeng!"
Liu Changfeng saluted, and then stretched out his hand, walking like a bow horse.
When Jiang Xiaoye thought of Chu's house, Wei Chen immediately invited him: "master Jiang, please come here!"
There are only eight people in the ten positions on the judging platform. Obviously, one of them is unknown to Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye did not refuse. He nodded and said, "please!"
When he comes to the position, Jiang takes a look at the vacant seat next to him.
"This is the one over there. I don't like to sit here." Wei Chen motioned to the distant corner.
Jiang Xiaoye looks at them. The leaders notice his eyes and nod slightly.
Soon, Jiang Xiaoye sits next to Wei Chen and feels two sharp eyes at the same time.
He turned his head and saw that the master of Thai boxing, toffer, was staring at himself.
"Toefo, I'm lucky to meet the young master. Can we have a discussion later?"
Master tuofo got up and put out his hand to perform a T state ceremony.
Jiang Xiaoye also got up and arched his hand and said, "of course."
It's useless to avoid fighting. This TOEFL may be better than bayul, but he is stronger now. There is nothing to be afraid of.
TOEFL nodded his head blandly, then sat down and looked at Basong and Liu Changfeng in the field.
Jiang Xiaoye sees the ancient yoga guru galava, who is staring at him with hatred in his eyes, which makes him a little confused. Is this woman Ba Yuer's daughter?
No, it's not from t!
"Galava is bayul's companion. Pay more attention."
Wei Chen is naturally aware of Jiang's gaze.
His voice is very low, as if only Jiang Xiaoye can hear it and can't spread out.
What means is this? Can it be called transmission? Jiang Xiaoye is a little surprised that the master has many means.
"Wife?"
Then he realized that this was BA yu'er's wife?
Looking at galawa at about 40 and thinking about BA yu'er, Jiang can't help but think about it.Do you eat tender grass?
He also understood that the death of bayur was counted on himself by galava. After all, bayul died in the mouth of the old corpse under his control.
Liu Changfeng and Basong are ready to start.
"Master Jiang, who do you think will win?"
A middle-aged man in Taiji clothes suddenly asks Jiang Xiaoye.
Jiang Xiaoye is stunned for a moment. He looks at the audience and says, "I don't know, but I hope master Liu wins."
How do I know? If two people don't do it, he really can't see it.
"Ha ha, yes, I hope Liu Changfeng will win, and he will win." The man in Tai Chi costume arched his hand and said, "Shen He, Tai Chi!"
"I've met master Shen."
Jiang did not introduce himself, nor was he able to introduce himself. He could not say, "is the mountain god Jiang Xiaoye?"?
It seems that they also need a name ah, or later and master do not know how to greet each other.
"Liu Changfeng in shape and meaning, ten shapes in the world! Ha ha ha, I haven't seen Liu Changfeng do it for a long time. At the beginning, he defeated many ancient martial arts experts with the traditional ten shapes. "
Shen He feels a word.
Liu Changfeng in shape and meaning, ten shapes in the world? Traditional ten shape?
Jiang looks at Liu Changfeng, who is not very impressive on the stage.
The two fight, Liu Changfeng's body moves, like a swift, a little bit of the ground.
"Drink
Basong drinks, steps out half step and strikes with both fists.
Return!
Liu Changfeng gently shakes his waist, like a swift back, and suddenly pounces at the same time, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, or even faintly mixed with the roar of a tiger.
Basong's two fists are empty but not in a hurry. His fists retract and block in front of him.
Liu Changfeng clapped his palm on Basong's arm, and as soon as Basong retreated, he kicked up with a high leg.
"Clattering, clattering!"
Liu Changfeng twisted his waist and stepped back like a snake.
Basong did the same thing. He gently moved his arm, then jumped up and hit Liu Changfeng with a violent elbow.
"Hoo!"
Liu Changfeng's legs trembled and bumped against Basong on one side of his body.
"What?" Basong didn't expect that Liu Changfeng's physical toughness was so terrible that he hit him in the air with his elbow. He barely kicked Liu Changfeng under his feet, but he was directly knocked out.
After more than ten meters of retreat, bassoon couldn't help shaking his legs.
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When Jiang Xiaoye comes to the huge root of the tree, it can cause the change of the order of the mountain god. The roots are strange in shape, as if they are shrunk together, and the surface is completely blackened. "This is..." Jiang Xiaoye reaches out his hand and puts it on it. He feels a burning and numb feeling. At the same time, he senses the weak vitality contained in it. Still alive? Jiang Xiaoye thought for a moment and said, "three million!" What living things are there, or is the root still alive? The structure inside was so complicated that he couldn't find out what was inside. It's a rock bottom price. No one likes this kind of thing. "Since master Jiang likes it, it's given to master Jiang." Master Wei Chen, vice president of the Chinese ancient martial arts association, came over and nodded to Jiang Xiaoye and said, "this object was found by an ancient martial arts expert when he was looking for ginseng in a primitive forest. It is said that he discovered it because of the sudden burning. Master Jiang is interested in the peach root?" "Master Wei." Jiang salutes immediately. "Ah, you and I are both masters. We can discuss the relationship between our peers," Wei Chen nodded with a smile. Jiang doesn't know what his name is. Can't he call brother Wei? How can these fifty or sixty people shout out? A little embarrassed nodded: "this peach root is really what I want." "Then give it to master Jiang. Master Jiang is famous for his ancient Chinese martial arts. We admire him." Wei Chen sighs that even he doesn't dare to fight with the master casually. After watching Jiang Xiaoye's master battle, he can't help feeling that he is afraid of being young. Especially: last resort! He guessed that Jiang Xiaoye's cultivation is a magic cultivation method left by ancient masters. Otherwise, he would not be so young as to be a master. "Thank you Wei President Wei. " Elder brother Wei can't shout it out. Jiang Xiaoye can only call its president. Wei Chen smiles and nods, and says nothing more. The last item was inexplicably finished at the beginning, but it was just a root, and no one said anything. "Young master of China, I don't know if I can experience it!" Bassoon took a look at master tuofo. Seeing that he had no expression, he immediately got up and jumped up to the stage. When he comes to Jiang Xiaoye, Basong bows and salutes. The martial arts practitioners will not neglect the master. Jiang Xiaoye is silent for a moment. "Master Basong, why don't you let Liu come and have a discussion with you first?" Liu Changfeng of Xingyi boxing stood up and said, "master, can you challenge me casually? Let Liu come to experience it." Liu Changfeng, the master of Xingyi boxing. Basong snorts coldly, looks at Jiang Xiaoye, turns his head to Liu Changfeng and says, "OK, let's learn about you first, and then meet the young master! Please give me your advice "Xingyiquan Liu Changfeng!" Liu Changfeng saluted, and then stretched out his hand, walking like a bow horse. When Jiang Xiaoye thought of Chu's house, Wei Chen immediately invited him: "master Jiang, please come here!" There are only eight people in the ten positions on the judging platform. Obviously, one of them is unknown to Jiang Xiaoye. Jiang Xiaoye did not refuse. He nodded and said, "please!" When he comes to the position, Jiang takes a look at the vacant seat next to him. "This is the one over there. I don't like to sit here." Wei Chen motioned to the distant corner. Jiang Xiaoye looks at them. The leaders notice his eyes and nod slightly. Soon, Jiang Xiaoye sits next to Wei Chen and feels two sharp eyes at the same time. He turned his head and saw that the master of Thai boxing, toffer, was staring at himself. "Toefo, I'm lucky to meet the young master. Can we have a discussion later?" Master tuofo got up and put out his hand to perform a T state ceremony. Jiang Xiaoye also got up and arched his hand and said, "of course." It's useless to avoid fighting. This TOEFL may be better than bayul, but he is stronger now. There is nothing to be afraid of. TOEFL nodded his head blandly, then sat down and looked at Basong and Liu Changfeng in the field. Jiang Xiaoye sees the ancient yoga guru galava, who is staring at him with hatred in his eyes, which makes him a little confused. Is this woman Ba Yuer's daughter? No, it's not from t! "Galava is bayul's companion. Pay more attention." Wei Chen is naturally aware of Jiang's gaze. His voice is very low, as if only Jiang Xiaoye can hear it and can't spread out. What means is this? Can it be called transmission? Jiang Xiaoye is a little surprised that the master has many means. "Wife?" Then he realized that this was BA yu'er's wife? Looking at galawa at about 40 and thinking about BA yu'er, Jiang can't help but think about it.Do you eat tender grass? He also understood that the death of bayur was counted on himself by galava. After all, bayul died in the mouth of the old corpse under his control. Liu Changfeng and Basong are ready to start. "Master Jiang, who do you think will win?" A middle-aged man in Taiji clothes suddenly asks Jiang Xiaoye. Jiang Xiaoye is stunned for a moment. He looks at the audience and says, "I don't know, but I hope master Liu wins." How do I know? If two people don't do it, he really can't see it. "Ha ha, yes, I hope Liu Changfeng will win, and he will win." The man in Tai Chi costume arched his hand and said, "Shen He, Tai Chi!" "I've met master Shen." Jiang did not introduce himself, nor was he able to introduce himself. He could not say, "is the mountain god Jiang Xiaoye?"? It seems that they also need a name ah, or later and master do not know how to greet each other. "Liu Changfeng in shape and meaning, ten shapes in the world! Ha ha ha, I haven't seen Liu Changfeng do it for a long time. At the beginning, he defeated many ancient martial arts experts with the traditional ten shapes. " Shen He feels a word. Liu Changfeng in shape and meaning, ten shapes in the world? Traditional ten shape? Jiang looks at Liu Changfeng, who is not very impressive on the stage. The two fight, Liu Changfeng's body moves, like a swift, a little bit of the ground. "Drink Basong drinks, steps out half step and strikes with both fists. Return! Liu Changfeng gently shakes his waist, like a swift back, and suddenly pounces at the same time, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, or even faintly mixed with the roar of a tiger. Basong's two fists are empty but not in a hurry. His fists retract and block in front of him. Liu Changfeng clapped his palm on Basong's arm, and as soon as Basong retreated, he kicked up with a high leg. "Clattering, clattering!" Liu Changfeng twisted his waist and stepped back like a snake. Basong did the same thing. He gently moved his arm, then jumped up and hit Liu Changfeng with a violent elbow. "Hoo!" Liu Changfeng's legs trembled and bumped against Basong on one side of his body. "What?" Basong didn't expect that Liu Changfeng's physical toughness was so terrible that he hit him in the air with his elbow. He barely kicked Liu Changfeng under his feet, but he was directly knocked out. After more than ten meters of retreat, bassoon couldn't help shaking his legs. Ask for a monthly pass, and for more details www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
