Others were secretly shocked when they heard this. This was such a crazy reckless man who could say such arrogant words.

Who do you think you are?

It was just that he defeated Ma San, who underestimated the enemy, and he thought he was invincible in the world?

Even Miya Haneda must not dare to say that she would let the third sister have two hands.

It is impossible to beat my third sister with both hands.

"Sister Three! Fight him!"

"It's so annoying! I still don't believe it, my third sister can't beat him!"

"Why do we get bullied by Jinlou? I'm so angry!"

“…”

The guy called out, and immediately attracted many people to watch.

Instead, he helped Yang An and left the third sister with no way out.

The third sister secretly hated her friend for talking too much, and after thinking about it, she agreed:

"I agreed to let me have both hands, but I don't let it be foolish! Otherwise, don't blame us for bullying the few!"

"Of course, I will never go back on my word." Yang An smiled slightly, and saw that the corridor was relatively spacious, he continued:

"Just fight here! It won't take long anyway."

In order to increase the confidence of winning, Yang An's intentional provocation was becoming more and more annoying. The guys were furious and wanted to slap Yang An a few times.

"Sister Three, he is asking for trouble, so you must not keep your hands!"

"Tell him a lesson so that he can understand that there is heaven outside the day and there are people outside the world!"

"Our Jingwu Association is not afraid of being a man. Even if Zhujianglong comes here, he has to keep his hands on it!"

“…”

The third sister frowned and thought for a while. She measured the great relationship and did not dare to do anything randomly.

He immediately shouted and retreated, and took a few steps back to show the starting move of Baguazhang:

"Boy, no matter who you are, if you dare to cause trouble in the Golden Tower, you will have to pay the price!"

"Why did I cause trouble when my third sister said this? I just wanted to discuss it with you and see if I could become famous as my Baji."

Yang An stood with his hands in his arms, bent his knees and squatted halfway, tilted his upper body, and posed as a shoulder tip.

Although Yang An agreed to let the third sister have two hands to understand Baji's boxing technique, he did not dare to be careless at all.

If you lose, it would be really embarrassing.

The two of them had a look of each other for a while. No matter how the third sister looked, Yang An was full of flaws.

"Baguazhang is based on sword techniques. Single palm change is a single sword, and double palm change is a double sword. The step method is a stumble and a button, and there are sixty-four changes. They are good at attacking on the side of the door."

"Goggy hand, Master Yang is careful!"

After saying that, the third sister no longer hesitated, twisted her body and fixed her posture, seeking stability, but she did not move fast like a dragon, and her whistle and sound style of playing.

Instead, they walked slowly, buckled in a slight way, connected in a ring, stretched and zipped like beads falling on the plate.

The Bagua is a boxing of enlightenment. It emphasizes understanding less and understanding more, understanding nature, and knowing the starting point of the inner middle can you move forward, retreat, stretch and contract freely.

At the same time, we count the internal shape and external potential, relative position, and surrounding environment of the enemy to respond to changes.

Among them, the strong ones have a spirit and energy, and their body techniques and footwork rotate with the qi, like a circle around a ball, breathing in the nostrils for a long time, and the vitality of strength is all lively, as if there is nothing, as if it is real or as if it is empty, and it is constantly sticking to it.

Although the third sister's gossip has not reached its peak, it has also brought great pressure to Yang An.

He has rich practical experience and can see that the third sister's gossip skills are really not weak.

After several rounds, he took a few big steps in a row, and immediately bent his back like a bow, wielding all the strength of his body, and his joints were like firecrackers. He took a step forward and his muscles and bones were ringing together.

It was like a spring that had enough strength, and it hit straight forward.

The collision was majestic and had not yet been fully released, and the roar of the muscles and bones of the body became even louder, as if the deep muffled thunder in the sky was rolling.

It is the profound realm recorded in the boxing classics, "the hibernating dragon moves before it rises."

Accumulate strength!

Suddenly burst out!

Yang An bounced up, and his whole body was twisted into a force, and the strong wind whistled, like "the wind blew the big tree and the hundred branches swayed."

The third sister's face was solemn. As soon as she saw this power, she knew that she was not capable of fighting.

The movements of hands and arms are as circular as wheels, forming a circle, and the circle rotates flexibly, agile, and continuous.

When changing, the footwork is light and agile, and the advance and retreat are appropriate. The palms are flying up and down, like dragons playing in the water, floating in a vague manner.

She fought with the soft and soft force of Baguazhang, which made Yang An unable to gain the upper hand in a short period of time.

After all, two hands are missing.

But Yang An's strength was extremely strong, approaching like a shadow, with his shoulders, slamming, straight and straight, without any fancy, and a domineering force alone made the third sister breathless.

When the third sister retreated, Yang An's body expanded rapidly in the third sister's eyes. Without time to avoid it, he could only push forward with both hands.

But just after it was pushed out, the moment it came into contact with Yang An's shoulder, a crisp sound was heard and his arm was hurt.

Then his chest was as if lightning hit, and his whole body flew up, smashed the wooden window, and fell into the room to cough up blood.

Yang An secretly complained that he couldn't help, and he really didn't expect that the force under the impact would be so strong. It seems that the effect of a bottle of G-level physique enhancement potion is better than he estimated.

He hurriedly ran a few big steps, rushed into the room and picked up his third sister with both hands:

"I'm sorry! I didn't hold back my strength when I was excited, and I really didn't expect that your strength would be so small."

The third sister was so angry that she almost overheated and wanted to raise her hand to slap Yang An, but her injuries were too serious, so she closed her eyes:

"Don't say such insulting words, if you want to kill or cut, I won't frown."

"Hey! I really didn't mean it. I'll take you to see a doctor." After Yang An said that, he hugged his third sister downstairs.

The Jinlou was already in an uproar, and the guys shouted wildly, and some people knew they were defeated, but they still held sticks and stopped Yang An.

"Let me go down!"

"You dare to make trouble in Jinlou. Unless your father is a warlord Chen Jitang, you will definitely die!"

"Anzi! I injured my third sister, now you are dead!"

“…”

Yang An is now speechless.

What made him even more helpless was that in just a moment, the third sister fell into a coma:

"If you stop me again, my third sister's injury will worsen. If she dies, the responsibility will be on you, but not on me."

"Don't let your mother go!"

"You injured your third sister, and your whole family will be buried with you if you die!"

"Yes! Let go of my third sister!"

...

Such a big thing happened in the Jinlou and it spread quickly, which was even more influential than Yang An defeated Ma San before.

Many boxers surrounded the Golden Tower, as if they were out of water and could not even fly out of a mosquito.

In the main hall on the first floor, the gray-haired old doctor and his apprentice rushed over and began to check on the third sister's injuries.

Uncle Deng, who came to hear the news, no longer had a smile on his face as before, looked at Yang An, who was sitting on the chair with an innocent face:

"I can't protect you even if I do it recklessly!"

Yang An sighed and stood up and said:

"Uncle Deng, I'm just a little bit of a skill and I'm just having a fight with my third sister. I didn't want to hurt her, nor did I expect her to be unable to catch my own hit."

"I have no malice, I am doing this to my third sister and Jinlou."

"If you don't believe it, I have nothing to explain."

Uncle Deng saw that Yang An was not pretending to be fake, and his tone and expression were apologetic, and his face calmed down a little:

"I believe you are useless. Others will not convince you. You must let out this anger."

"What do you want?" Yang An said, glanced at the people in the main hall, and there were probably at least thirty or forty people.

It seems that if you are not good today, you will stay in the Golden Tower forever.

In this era, the situation is turbulent and warlords are separatist. It is really a trivial matter to die.

"It's wrong for me to hurt my third sister, but it has become a fact. What should you do? How can you get out of this anger?"

"If I let myself tie myself up, let you vent my anger."

"Sorry, I can't do it!"
To be continued...