C536 Stand up

He didn't know that Cong Yepan had some doubts in his heart. This unremarkable man looked sickly and sickly, and it was possible that he would die soon without needing anyone to beat him up. However, Cong Yepan knew that he was a great enemy that was rarely seen in his life. He had to treat him seriously.

Furthermore, such an expert was willing to appear in the form of a janitor. He didn't know what he was plotting, which was why he was willing to ask. Since he could not get an answer, Cong Yepan did not care. He felt that he had done his best.

He did not speak anymore, but used his fingers to speak. Generally speaking, at this time, it was as if the other party was talking to death. He continued to point with his right index finger, but Lee San did not care. He continued to sweep the broom randomly, just like an ordinary person who did not know martial arts.

The broom grew up and was many times longer than his finger. However, Cong Yepan's finger seemed to have turned into a huge stick. He swept with his finger. This time, it was completely unreasonable.

When the finger and the broom made contact, the branch of the broom seemed to have encountered a sharp sword and fell off. In just a few moments, the broom was completely bare, and only a stick was left.

Cong Yepan was somewhat afraid of the enemy, and he also saw that the weapon in the enemy's hand was strange. Otherwise, even if he was brushed by the branch of the broom, it would still be a disgrace. If he wanted to take it, he would have to win it all. Cong Yepan wanted the process and the result to be perfect.

Lee San seemed to be in a daze. He didn't really care about the food he ate. In the blink of an eye, the broom had turned into a fire stick. He still spun it randomly. Not to mention a great expert like Cong Yepan, even a lowly expert like Zheng Mingyan... And you can see the flaws in it. However, no one knew which of those flaws was the real one. Which one was the enemy's trap.

Cong Yepan saw that the other party was willing to lower himself, so he didn't want to get entangled with him any longer. However, he still did not dare to be slow. He used the index finger of his right hand to attack before, but this time he used another finger. The right pinky. His finger was like an orchid, and it continued to press down on his opponent's forehead.

Lee San's expression changed drastically when he saw the finger. His eyes widened as he stared at the finger, but he didn't react immediately.

Halfway through his hand, Cong Yepan flicked the remaining four fingers that he had curled up on his finger. Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Pcht... Four finger forces shot out, covering more than ten major acupuncture points on Lee San's chest and arms. Every move he made was aimed at his opponent's flaws, but his tail finger still acted as if it was going to meet a promise that would never disappear. It was heading towards the center of his opponent's brows. It was a decisive move.

It seemed like Lee San did not expect the opponent to attack him without leaving any room for negotiation. For a moment, he started to panic. He threw up the broom in his hand, which looked like a fire stick, and waved his left and right hands like a duck rowing water. He immediately received more than a dozen finger forces from Cong Yepan's four fingers.

At this moment, everyone finally admitted that Lee San's martial arts skills were so great that they were far from being able to defeat him. The casual moves from before might have been because they could not see through the profundity of it.

They received the finger force, but the follow-up finger attacks were the true killing moves. His hands had no time to withdraw to defend, and everyone was breaking out in a cold sweat for him.

It seemed that Lee San had no other choice. Of course, it was also possible that he had planned it out. The broom handle that he had just thrown in the air had just landed in front of him. Lee San saw that he could not dodge the opponent's tail finger in time. He suddenly lowered his head and hit the broom handle with his forehead. The broom handle was in front of his forehead, but it seemed to take the initiative to meet Cong Yepan's finger.

Cong Yepan stabbed with his finger. The broom was just an ordinary item. Just now, even the Nangong family's treasure, the Heart Protecting Mirror, was unable to block his finger force. Now, the broom was like a straw. With a loud bang, the broom exploded into powder. The sky was filled with dust. It seemed like Lee San had taken advantage of this small gap. He bounced back, and after a few rounds of fighting, he finally managed to dodge his opponent's deadly finger.

Although he dodged it, Lee San's current appearance was also very frightening. The broom handle was broken by Cong Yepan's finger force, and it turned into fragments that were like small arrows. They all pierced towards Lee San's face. Although Lee San dodged quickly, he was still injured by three to five pieces.

Fortunately, it seemed that his skin skills were quite good. Only his skin was lacerated and blood flowed all over his face. If it was someone else, those fragments would have pierced through his muscles and pierced into his head.

Even so, Lee San's injuries were not light. His originally sallow face had turned much redder. He waved his hand at Lee Hongji and shook his head. It seemed like he had tried his best. It was because his opponent was too strong.

This battle was also a little confusing. The good show that everyone was looking forward to did not happen at all. Lee San was still unfathomable from the beginning. Who would have thought that he would be defeated in such a muddle-headed manner? It was very disappointing.

However, Cong Yepan did not say anything. He only slightly curled his lips and looked in the direction of Lee Hongji and the others. He roughly meant that they had other tricks up their sleeves.

Lee San was defeated, but fortunately, he wasn't seriously injured. Lee Hongji only frowned and quickly relaxed his brows. He smiled back.

"Old man, it seems like I underestimated you. You really do have some tricks up your sleeve. At least, you are more powerful than Lee San, who is sweeping the floor."

It sounded like this praise was not very pleasant to listen to. Some people could not help but secretly praise this young man for not being able to reverse the situation even though he was a donkey. But Lee Hongji followed up with another sentence, which was even more infuriating.

"I say, old man, how about this? It seems that your martial arts skills are not bad. Why don't you come to my door and I'll expel Lee San. I'll let you take over his original position. " If someone could hear Cong Yepan's heart right now, they would definitely be able to hear a few words. "How infuriating!"

A grandmaster of a generation looking down on all the heroes of the world. Asking someone to sweep the floor for you was an outrageous matter.

Even though Cong Yepan's heart was burning with rage, his expression did not change. He might as well not even look at that detestable fellow. There were naturally people in his own camp who spoke up for him.

"If no one else is going to fight, it would mean that everyone here admits that we, Master Cong, are the most respected. Of course, we won't stop here. If your seniors have any other thoughts... You can still ask us to spar and exchange pointers with you. One month is the limit. If no one is a match for the Imperial Advisor at that time, then we must admit that our Cong Shi is the greatest hero in the world. "

" What are you talking about in your dreams? I haven't said anything yet. What are you bragging about? Since no one is going to teach you a lesson, I'll just force myself to do so. Put down your identity and let you broaden your horizons. Don't be a frog in the well all day long and still be complacent."

Lee Hongji stepped forward and stood opposite of Cong Yepan.