Chapter 228
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Feng Yixiu couldn't help but shiver. Seeing Nekomata point to the eighteenth floor, he let out a sigh of relief, "I didn't think you guys would have an underground building! The inspiration for this building must be the eighteen levels of hell … … "
Nekomata gave a rare smile and said lightly, "You are very smart. There are indeed criminals locked up below. They are all extremely vicious criminals. For example, blood spirit masters. Do you want to take a look?"
Feng Yixiu hurriedly waved his hand, "No … … No need!"
Even if he used his feet to think, the place below must be extremely sinister and terrifying. He didn't want to have nightmares at night.
The elevator door slowly opened. The highest floor was an extremely large area. In the entire hall, there were only two people standing.
One of them was someone Feng Yixiu had seen before. It was Zhong Limei. The other person had his head lowered and stood to the side. He should be one of the captains of the wind department.
"Boss, I have brought him." Nekomata lowered his head and reported.
Zhong Limei waved his hand and turned his head back. He said softly, "You brat really made me wait for a long time! Do you know how precious my time is? "
"I believe that I am worthy." Zhong Limei smiled and said confidently.
"You are the same as your teacher. You are just as confident!" Zhong Limei smiled and then changed his words, "No! It should be said that you are conceited! "
"I have always felt that conceit is better than inferiority! Don't you think so? "Feng Yixiu said in a deep voice.
Zhong Limei's figure suddenly became illusory and suddenly appeared behind Feng Yixiu. A powerful palm was about to strike Feng Yixiu's back.
"Eight Trigrams Thunder Palm!" Feng Yixiu immediately reacted. He turned around and sent out a palm strike.
After unlocking the second level of the gene lock, Feng Yixiu's origin martial skills were much more powerful.
Even so, it was as if Feng Yixiu's palm had struck the air. By the time he had managed to dissipate the force, the other party's palm had suddenly erupted with a force as strong as a mountain.
"Pa pa pa … …"
Feng Yixiu retreated three steps before stabilizing his body.
The opponent also seemed to be using Xing Yi Eight Trigrams Palm. But the opponent's mastery of this ancient martial art was much higher than his.
Just now, it was as if he had hit a ball of cotton. He couldn't use any strength. When his explosive force completely disappeared, the opponent's palm's palm strike, catching him off guard.
But what he didn't know was that Zhong Limei's surprise.
According to this brat's information, Nephrite in less than half a year, and was only a step away from perfection.
Back then, when he was at his age, he had probably only reached the entry stage!
This kid's talent was ridiculously high. It was no wonder that Jialan Ziyu admired him so much.
"Brat, your understanding of the Eight Trigrams Palm is still too shallow!" Zhong Limei said lightly.
"Know" '''t't … … Yixiu's ask't's.
His Xing Yi Ba Gua Zhang was taught by Jia Lan Zi Yu, but why did he feel that this Zhong Li Mei was even more proficient than his teacher?
The corner of Zhong Limei's mouth curled up slightly, and said softly: "Your teacher's Xing Yi Eight Trigrams Palm was taught by me, how do you think I know?"
"You taught it? Are you Master Jia Lan's teacher? "Feng Yixiu said with a frown.
If the opponent really was Nephrite's teacher, then according to seniority, wouldn't this person be his martial ancestor?
But the opponent didn't look old at all! Although he knew that this was most likely a facade, he couldn't be so thick-skinned as to call the other person martial ancestor.
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