Age: My Small World

"Who is coming?"

Mr. Huo's face changed, and he attacked Hu Yunxuan several times in succession. Seeing that he couldn't defeat him in a short time, he asked.

"Why do you insist on killing everyone? Besides, you are not afraid of being discovered killing people here. With your identity, it will be difficult for you to get away." Hu Yunxuan said righteously.

Yang Jun couldn't help but hold his forehead in his hand. This guy is really not afraid of death. Saying such things in front of so many people is like forcing people to kill to silence them.

Sure enough, Mr. Huo's eyes narrowed instantly: "Do you know my identity?"

Hu Yunxuan paused. "Haha, well, I don't know who you are, but I just think it's wrong for you to kill people."

"laugh……"

Mr. Huo sneered: "If you know, then you know. What's there to hide?"

"Huo Yi, you're not afraid that I'll escape and let the Huo family catch you."

At this time, Yao Lao suddenly added fuel to the fire.

It turns out that Mr. Huo’s real name is Huo Yi.

"Yao Polan, you know me?" Huo Yi was a little surprised.

Yao Lao laughed and said, "How can I not do thorough research before doing business with me?"

"Huo Yi, you were expelled from the Huo family for robbing the ancestor's tomb. Later, you joined the Northern Tomb Robbery School and gradually became a tomb robber, wandering around. It was not until the new era that your Northern School gradually disappeared. I didn't expect that you would hide in the capital and develop such a large scale. I'm afraid you have contributed a lot."

Yao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that someone still knows me, Huo Yi. You old thing are not simple. Broken Yao, you are not the original Ghost Foot Yao Chong, are you? Legend has it that your lineage has only one successor in a lifetime, and only practices the Ghost Foot. It really lives up to its reputation. I wonder if you accept any disciples? If not, I'm afraid your Ghost Foot school will disappear from today."

Huo Yi was not afraid that he would know his identity.

"Ghost Foot Yao Chong?"

Hu Yunxuan couldn't help but turn his head, it turned out that he had heard of this name.

"No wonder you were able to survive three rounds before being defeated by the Grandmaster. So you are Ghost Foot Yao Chong."

"It's just an empty reputation. It's no longer useful. You'd better be more careful. I'm afraid we can't get out of this place."

Yao Chong shook his head, feeling rather desperate.

What if Hu Yunxuan came? He was still no match for Huo Yi.

All martial arts are killing techniques, but encountering a strangling technique like Huo Family Fist can be said to be a match made in heaven.

At this time, Hu Yunxuan's weakness of not having reached the Grandmaster level came into play. He could not withstand Huo Yi's heavy punch at all, especially the penetrating force method, which felt like hitting steel when it hit his body.

"What a killing skill, it's a pity you haven't practiced it enough."

Huo Yi was also a connoisseur and could see that Hu Yunxuan was a very good fighter.

In fact, it was also because Hu Yunxuan had not stayed in the army for a long time and had not experienced much actual combat. Otherwise, even if he was not a master, he would not be at a disadvantage when facing Huo Yi.

"Brother Hu, let me test his strength. It sounds like Mr. Huo is quite arrogant."

Yang Jun no longer hid and walked out openly.

"Brother Yang, you are out now. Come on and try. I can't deal with him." Hu Yunxuan knew his own limitations.

"It's you." Yao Polan swallowed his saliva. He had no idea that these two guys were following him.

But fortunately they followed me, otherwise I would have been in danger of my life.

"There's someone else!" Huo Yi frowned.

"and who are you?"

"Let's talk after the fight."

Yang Jun felt a little itchy and clenched his fists to attack.

He used martial arts.

Since Huo Yi had said so, he had to learn some martial arts skills. After all, Yang Jun was Yan Wu's only disciple, and this martial arts skill could not be underestimated.

"So fast!" An expert can tell whether it is effective or not with just one move.

After seeing Yang Jun's speed, Huo Yi's pupils shrank immediately, and then he subconsciously stepped back.

"Where else can you go?"

Yang Jun snorted coldly, pressed down in a horse stance, and swept the ground, kicking Huo Yi in the lower three areas.

"court death."

Huo Yi, sweating profusely, forced himself to stop and jumped up, avoiding a situation where nothing happened.

"Bastard!"

He suddenly stepped back and kept some distance, knowing that Yang Jun was not Hu Yunxuan and his strength was even greater than that man.

But after seeing Yang Jun's extremely young face clearly, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. He became a master at such a young age. Why didn't such a talent belong to him?
"I will beat you to death today so that you will never have a future."

He clenched his knuckles slightly and grabbed with both hands like a leopard's claws.

The force involved is probably no less than thirty years of hard training.

He didn't know if he could block this circle of thirty years of skills.

"Don't hide if you can."

Burning with rage, Huo Yi seemed to have lost his initial composure.

However, a few younger brothers on the side saw that the situation was not good and had already picked up their weapons to block the retreat of several people.

The more Yang Jun fought, the more adept he became, and gradually he mastered all the moves of the Huo family boxing, even if he did it unintentionally.

Finally, he even asked leisurely, "Mr. Huo, right? Actually, I want to ask you a question."

"Tell me." Huo Yi gritted his teeth, afraid that he would sweat.

At this moment, he also felt the pressure that the two people had faced him just now.

And this was because Yang Jun did not use all his strength, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on for too long.

Since becoming a Grandmaster, his strength could no longer be calculated based on his original progress. It could be said that every step forward was a world of difference.

Perhaps only a top-notch fighter like Mr. Hu Baye can fight him.

"It's simple. I just want to ask what the Northern School is."

After hearing what Yao Polang had said before, Yang Jun felt as if he had caught a big fish.

"You don't know the Northern School?"

Huo Yi was a little surprised.

Then he explained, "The tomb-robbing business is divided into two factions, the northern and southern. Because of the different geographical locations and climate and soil, the methods and techniques of the northern and southern factions are also somewhat different, resulting in huge differences between the two."

"We in the Northern School value our origins, and since this profession has existed since ancient times, we are also called Faqiu people."

"As for the South, most people look for tombs in poor mountains and bad waters. They don't care about their origins, but those who can manage Feng Shui and inspect the direction of the mountains are also called Feng Shui masters."

"As you thought, I am a Faqiu person."

Yang Jun couldn't help but look back at Hu Yunxuan, and he nodded in understanding.

Now that's good, it turns out that the group Hu Yunxuan is looking for are also them.

"There are more than just these few of you, right? Where did the rest go?"

"Want to know? Defeat me thoroughly first."

After Huo Yi finished speaking, Huo Family Fist continued to deliver close combat, almost brushing against the corner of Yang Jun's clothes.

"Okay, then I'll defeat you first." (End of this chapter)