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Wang Yu's method of controlling Leng Yan was not martial arts, but the punishment provided by the owner system. With his current skills, it is not very difficult to defeat Leng Yan.

Leng Yan's face looked extremely ugly. It was not because she was afraid of being taken advantage of by Wang Yu, but because she thought she had made great progress in her skills, she was not Wang Yu's opponent. She was controlled by the other party before she even saw Wang Yu's movements clearly. This hit her extremely strongly.

"Why? Why is I not a match for a bad man like you who is just waiting to die? Is my spiritual cultivation route wrong? The three meridians and seven chakras are not suitable for my martial arts?" For a moment, Leng Yan, regardless of Wang Yu's frivolity, actually fell into a confused demonic obstacle and could not extricate himself.

Wang Yu was stunned. He was just angry that he was so angry that he was ruthless and indifferent, and was willing to hurt her. Apart from Hua Xiaodie, the woman he admired the most was this powerful queen who was self-improvement. If he made her stupid because of himself, he would be very guilty.

There are three realms of traditional ancient martial arts: Mingjin, hidden martial arts, and Huajin. This is a real and verifiable realm. From many real warriors, they can see one or two. Mingjin can break the piles of stones and directly damage the target surface. Darkjin can smash the bricks and stones below through a piece of tofu without any damage, and can even hurt people in apart. As for Huajin, it is said that it can hurt people invisible and mysterious and unpredictable. It is infinitely powerful. Most people can dominate the area after practicing Mingjin. They are called masters by martial artists, but Leng Yan has been practicing for many years. After being tossed by Wang Yu, they have just entered Dajin. With her age, they are definitely one of the best among their peers in the martial arts world.

Now, Leng Yan’s proud martial arts were taken down by Wang Yu without even a single move before Wang Yu. How could she withstand such a blow?

"Hey. I'm just joking with you, don't take it seriously! Isn't it just that I accidentally touched you? If you are unhappy, you can touch it back, and I will never fight back." Wang Yu smiled wryly, let go of Leng Yan, and took a cautious step back three or five steps.

Wang Yu absorbed several people's martial arts, but his mental state and cultivation have not improved. He is still a master of Mingjin with mixed martial arts. And he is already at the peak of Mingjin. With his skill, he will definitely not dare to get too close to the cold and beautiful darkjin level.

"Why? I have already paid so much for my practice and martial arts, why are I still so weak?" Leng Yan curled up tiredly on the sofa, like a injured little girl. Her eyes were dull and confused.

Wang Yu said guiltily: "Actually you are very strong. But I am also very strong. When you are not paying attention, successful sneak attack is not considered a skill. Oh, let's do it. If you want to re-verify, you can find a place to fight, and you will definitely defeat me."

"Fight again? OK!" Leng Yan's eyes lit up, she regained a hint of spirit, her eyes stared at Wang Yu, and a strong fighting spirit flashed across.

Wang Yu secretly scolded himself for being a mean person and made a fight with Leng Yan. Isn’t this looking for abuse? However, a man has already said something and cannot regret it. So he said, “You choose a place, I am not familiar with the emperor.”

"I know there is a good place for fighting. Let's go and follow me." Leng Yan is a martial arts fanatic. When it comes to fighting, her whole body is immediately full of strength.

Wang Yu followed her and sighed, "With your personality, I actually entered Dingsheng Group from a salesperson to an executive president, and then resigned. If it weren't a martial arts fanatic, I was a mental illness. I entered the world to cultivate the three meridians and seven chakras and cultivated my heart, and now I'm almost mentally ill. I already understand your mother's mood. If you can become interested in a certain man, the dowry will definitely be extremely generous, and I will definitely not make things difficult for the future son-in-law."

"Stop talking nonsense! I found that I knew too little about you before. It seemed that no matter how hard I tried, I could lose in your hands. But I had stabilized my level of dark energy, and my strength and speed had exceeded my previous life. Even if it was a sneak attack, how could I hide it from my feelings? If it was a man, I would fight hard. As long as you can beat me, I would completely admire you and even surrender to you." Leng Yan said desperately.

"Okay, as you wish!" Wang Yu also became ruthless. He used other means to this woman at all. She was only interested in martial arts and would repay her kindness, but she would never accumulate. He wanted to see what the coldness would be like after conquering with martial arts.

Wang Yu called his mother and said that he might have to go home later when he took Leng Yan out for fun. Mrs. Gao of course agreed, and even joked that it would be fine to spend the night outside.

Wang Yu's forehead suddenly sweated, thinking that his mother, who was anxious to hold her grandson, was too terrible and he would not explain any reason.

He opened the Dongfeng Warrior, took Leng Yan, and rushed to the ancient martial arts training hall she mentioned.

The streets were still very congested at night, and the roads became smooth only when they arrived outside the Fourth Ring Road. Following the route Leng Yan said, we came to a desolate place called "Huaxia Ancient Martial Arts Research Society". The building was a little far from the street and sparse lights were lit on the windows.

"Arrival, please come with me." After parking the car, Leng Yan jumped down impatiently and walked towards the building.

Wang Yu followed closely behind and smiled and said, "I can't run away, why are you anxious? Only I can tolerate your personality. If it were someone else, I would have gone to the nightclub to pick up girls."

"Hmph, there are so many men who pursue me, and I just don't like you. I have a special feeling towards you, so I tolerate you taking advantage of me again and again. If another man dared to treat me like this, I would have knocked him off long ago." Entering the building, Leng Yan gestured with her fingers with her eyes as if she had scissors.

Wang Yu suddenly felt a cold wind blowing through his crotch and got goose bumps.

Fortunately, at this time, two security guards from the building greeted him and asked very politely: "You two, come here late at night, I wonder what's wrong?"

Leng Yan clamped out a membership card with her fingers, and passed by them, and said coldly: "Practice boxing! Get out of the way!"

When I saw the membership card, the security guard seemed to not feel the cold and cold disgust and was very polite to get out of the way, and even felt a little flattering and careful, because the cards presented by the cold and cold were black.

Wang Yu looked at the interior decoration of the building with great interest. Although the outside was dilapidated, it was like a five-star hotel, with carpets, sofas, bonsais, and Feng Shui fish tanks. With the Feng Shui knowledge he learned from Xie Xiaoxiao, he found that the layout here was extraordinary, and every flower and grass had special significance.

Leng Yan had already swiped her card at the service desk and booked the practice room. She urged Wang Yu, who was slow to go, and said, "Hurry up, it's dawn again."

"Don't be anxious. I heard that masters can decide the winner in just a few seconds. Even with the help of the opponent, we can compete with each other. In this way, we still have a lot of time." Wang Yu smiled lazyly.

Leng Yan had not replied yet, but saw a young man in black Tang suit walking out of the side practice room and mockingly said, "Haha, you can tell the difference with your hands. What should you do if you practice practically? This little brother, this is your first time in our research club. This is not a novel world or a fairy tale world. It is not a newcomer who can see the sky in a well."

This person spoke, not looking at Wang Yu's reaction, but smiled at Leng Yan: "Miss Leng, it's been a long time since I saw you. His temperament is better than the past, and his skills must have improved. Your cultivation speed will make us brothers ashamed. If we have time, we will wear armor to fight and have a chance to compete, how about it?"

Leng Yan frowned and said with great disdain: "Tang Zhe, you are no match for me. Let's talk about it when you go back and practice for a few more years. Wang Yu, let's go to Room 208, hurry up!"

After saying that, she turned around, like a light butterfly, disappeared from the stairs in just a few seconds, appeared at the corner window on the second floor, waved to Wang Yu below, looking anxious.

"Oh, come..." Wang Yu glanced at Tang Zhe and found that this guy had good martial arts skills. The Xingyiquan skills appeared in the feeding owner system, which did have some arrogant capital.

Tang Zhe is about 180 cm tall, with a Chinese face, with a faint stubble. He looks like he is in his thirties, his eyes shining brightly and exudes a strong and sharp atmosphere. Although he is wearing a loose Tang suit, he still cannot cover his muscles and strong body.

The moment Leng Yan rejected him, her face turned red, she exerted force and chased to the stairs, but she didn't even touch the cold shadow. However, she stopped Wang Yu and said with a slight shame: "In the ancient martial arts research club, no one dared to talk to me like this. I will get back today's humiliation from martial arts in the future. But you were brought by Leng Yan. She would rather practice with you than fight with me. I believe you can hide it! As long as you can break through my defense line and climb the stairs, I, Tang Zhe, will admit that you are qualified to enter the research club and give you a golden membership card for free!"

Wang Yu stared at Tang Zhe for a long time before saying slowly: "Well... the president of the research club is also surnamed Tang. It seems that you have the ability to give me a card. But why am I fighting with you? If you don't let me go upstairs, I'm too lazy to go upstairs. Anyway, Leng Yan will deal with you."

After saying that, Wang Yu opened his throat and shouted: "Leng Yan, Tang Zhe won't let me go upstairs, you come down and beat him up!"

Next, I have to fight with Leng Yan, and the genius wasted his energy fighting with this guy. Therefore, this shout was full of energy without any shame.

"If he doesn't want to be complained by a member, he will get out of the way! Mr. Tang will not let such people who corrupt the rules of the society do whatever they want." Leng Yan said lightly upstairs, without any worries about Wang Yu.

And she didn't think Wang Yu would suffer a loss at Tang Zhe's hands.

Sure enough, when Tang Zhe heard the cold threat, his body stiffened, and his momentum instantly sluggish, like a ball that was deflated. At this moment, Wang Yu suddenly passed through Tang Zhe's defense line, then slowly turned around, stretched out his palm.

"That... I'm sorry, I've climbed the stairs. Although the golden membership card is not good, I'll just accept it. Of course, if you're embarrassed, you can give me a black membership card." Wang Yu said shyly.

"You are cheating! I, Tang Zhe, will not bet with a scoundrel! I will not give you a membership card, and you are not worthy of having it!" Tang Zhe shouted even more angrily.
Chapter completed!