Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

The eldest and the second looked at the stage with their chests folded, showing some disdain. 【_】

Although Zhuo Yifan looked fearless and frankly rejected the opportunity given to him by Miss Shui Yunyao, insisting on competing with the third child made them a little curious about this man.

But in their thinking, Zhuo Yifan's move was undoubtedly to show off in front of the lady and win her favor.

Shui Yunyao stood below nervously, her hands on both sides of her thighs clenched tightly into fists, she seemed particularly worried about Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan and the third child first saluted each other, and then both of them moved their hands and feet slightly, watching each other vigilantly.

At the beginning of the martial arts competition, Zhuo Yifan did not give in, but preemptively struck.

After silently reciting a set of martial arts mental methods in his heart, he suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was churning, and a wave of power seemed to flow to his limbs without stopping, and his confidence in winning was doubled.

Turning a knife into his hand, he swooped forward, and the dazzling palm technique made the third child frown slightly. This kid is not easy!

The third child was not an idler either, facing Zhuo Yifan's stormy attack, he responded calmly.

Carefully observe Zhuo Yifan's moves, use his many years of experience to make the most accurate judgment in the shortest possible time, and then counterattack Zhuo Yifan's weaknesses, but he is not at a disadvantage.

Zhuo Yifan was secretly startled, no wonder the three people looked at him with disdainful expressions, it turned out that they were really expected!

This kind of strength is indeed a strong one, and it seems that he can no longer hide his ability.

As soon as the strength of the hand changes, the seemingly fancy movements begin to become dark and full of vigor, weird and unpredictable, and the occasional inadvertent and redundant movements make the third brother suffer a lot. As long as he is careless, he will hit the palm. It's not big, but it's also uncomfortable.

Zhuo Yifan stepped forward with both feet, and hit the third child's forehead with his right hand, while the other hand was ready to strike at the waist. The third child quickly turned somersault backwards, dodging a palm, And Zhuo Yifan's left hand came one after another.

The third child had no choice but to take Zhuo Yifan's move head-on, with his right hand, and then collided with Zhuo Yifan's left hand in the air.

Zhuo Yifan, who was blocked from the attack, was pushed back five meters away by the strong palm technique of the third child, his chest constricted and his figure became a little unstable.The third child was not much better, his tiger's mouth was shaking, and his whole arm was sore and numb like being eaten by ants.

"Boy, your martial arts moves are very strange. Who did you learn from?" The third child asked while holding his arm.

Zhuo Yifan shook his head slightly, and didn't evade the third child's question, but replied calmly: "Family teacher, the master of Huajianmen——Huayun."

As soon as this remark came out, except for Shui Yunyao, who didn't know about these martial arts affairs, who was a little confused, the three coaches were all stunned.

Flower Pie!Those three words hit their hearts like a heavy hammer.

There are still some famous sects hidden in the martial arts, they have always been low-key, but their strength is extremely powerful.Huajianmen is one of them. The head of Huajianmen, Hua Nongying, who opened the door, was once a mighty martial arts hero.But more than ten years ago, Huajianmen strangely faded out of the martial arts, and countless martial arts students who had longed for Huajianmen left sadly.

Huajianmen is also gradually forgotten by the world.

However, there are still people who vaguely remember this once glorious sect. These three coaches had heard of this powerful sect when they were all rookies in martial arts more than ten years ago, and heard the name of the last heir. That's it - Hua Yun