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Chapter 41

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"Definitely succeed in gathering Qi? What big words; even Lu Ren wouldn't dare to speak like that."

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yuan, brothers, happened to pass by and couldn't help but speak sarcastically.

Xu Yang glanced at him without speaking, while Zhou Xia frowned slightly.

Zhou Yang saw that Xu Yang didn't speak, felt it was boring, and immediately entered Weiyuan Hall.

"You go quickly; the meal time will be over in a while, and absolutely do not get into a dispute with anyone."

Zhou Xia thought about the previous matters and couldn't help but urge Xu Yang.

"Cousin, don't worry!"

Watching Zhou Xia leave, Xu Yang turned and walked into Weiyuan Hall.

After eating, he first went to the medicine hall to pay the silver and set up the body-strengthening soup and health-preserving soup, then strode to the outer courtyard and shouted: "Zhou Yang, don't you want to spar with me? Today I will fulfill your wish."

He had always followed the path of caution, not showing off, and even though Zhou Yang had provoked him many times to spar, he had never agreed.

But today, having just been threatened by Qian Ming and coming to Weiyuan Hall to see his cousin, his heart had finally felt a bit comfortable, and Zhou Yang had jumped out to bark like a dog again, and in front of Zhou Xia at that.

If he endured any longer, he wouldn't be cautious, but a ninja turtle.

"Xu Yang is taking the initiative to challenge Zhou Yang today; what kind of madness is he having?"

"Hasn't he always been afraid to fight Zhou Yang?"

"Just now Xu Yang was talking to a girl outside, and Zhou Yang seemed to be sarcastic again. Just now at dinner, I saw Xu Yang holding back a belly of fire."

Xu Yang's voice wasn't small, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"You? You finally dare to fight me?" Zhou Yang turned his head, somewhat incredulous.

"Not fight, but spar!" Xu Yang corrected.

Weiyuan Hall did not allow disciples to fight privately, but if it was sparring, there was no problem even if someone was injured.

"Right, spar. Come on, Junior Brother Xu."

Zhou Yang reacted, corrected the wrong statement, and at the same time took a big step forward, heading straight for Xu Yang.

At the moment he was about to get close to Xu Yang, he leaped up suddenly, his five fingers curled and grabbed straight toward Xu Yang's shoulder.

"Good!" Zhou Yuan saw his cousin's move was both skillful and handsome, and couldn't help but shout.

Zhou Yang looked like a bear king leaping up, with extraordinary momentum.

"Good my ass!" Lu Ren cursed in a low voice.

This move was called Xiong Wang Probing Claws, an extremely domineering grappling move in the Mountain-Shaking Bear Fist, specializing in dislocating joints, but under normal circumstances, no one would use it as the first move.

Because this move was very arrogant; using it without knowing the opponent's background easily led to falling into a disadvantage because the defense was wide open.

Clearly, even though Xu Yang took the initiative to challenge him, Zhou Yang didn't take Xu Yang seriously; after all, he had started practicing martial arts half a month earlier than Xu Yang.

"Idiot!"

Xu Yang hadn't expected Zhou Yang to be so arrogant, looking down on him, thinking that he had been avoiding the fight because he couldn't beat him; the first move not only used a move with wide-open defense, but he also leaped into the air.

Practicing the plum blossom stakes every day, it was all for nothing; it was as if he didn't know the importance of a stable stance.

The move to show off looked domineering, but it was full of flaws.

The running footsteps stopped abruptly, and Xu Yang's body bent like a python, his muscles tensed.

At the moment Zhou Yang's five fingers were about to hook onto his shoulder, he assumed a posture of containing his chest and pulling up his back, his shoulder raised by half a foot, and Zhou Yang grabbed empty air, not grabbing his shoulder, but grabbing his arm.

He was strong and sturdy; to put it exaggeratedly, his arm wasn't much smaller than an ordinary person's thigh, and in a tensed state, it was even more terrifying; how could it be grabbed by one hand?

So when Zhou Yang's five fingers tightened, he found that he had grabbed a large tree and couldn't hook into it at all.

The next moment, his wrist had already been grabbed by Xu Yang's backhand.

"Not good!"

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