Chapter 592: Great Power

It was dark at night, and Xiao Yuanshan was sitting cross-legged in a dilapidated land temple.

It was pitch black all around, and occasionally one could hear the barking of dogs and cats in the village not far away.

He was in a very good mood at this moment, seeing his son's success.

Whoosh!

Just as he was relaxing, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from outside the door.

"Who is it?"

Xiao Yuanshan's face changed and he suddenly turned over and slapped in the direction of the sound.

The sharp palm print of true energy whistled out, rolling up gusts of fierce wind, raising the dust in the land temple.

But the next moment, he couldn't help but groan, and his body, which had just turned over, softened and fell backwards.

There was a pain in his right shoulder, and it was obvious that he did not avoid the sudden attack of the hidden weapon.

How could it be possible?

His heart was full of doubts, and he had clearly intercepted the hidden weapon halfway.

Before he could understand, a tall figure walked into the land temple slowly but quickly.

"It's you, Jia Huan, the leader of the Beggars' Sect!"

Xiao Yuanshan recognized the identity of the person at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, and then his face was full of coldness: "Since you are here, don't leave!"

As soon as the voice fell, his body rushed like a cheetah, and instantly came to Jia Huan and punched him.

"Xiao Yuanshan, this is not the place for you to come. If you know what's good for you, get out of here!"

Jia Huan's face was calm, and he pointed his right hand at the key point of Xiao Yuanshan's fist.

Hmph!

Frightened in his heart, Xiao Yuanshan's face was expressionless, and he forcibly retracted his fist, and instantly turned his fist into a palm and slapped it hard, heading straight for Jia Huan's waist and abdomen after he made a move.

"Haha, your cultivation is far from enough!"

Jia Huan did not retreat but advanced, and suddenly stepped forward. His tall body was stuck in the middle of Xiao Yuanshan's palm, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Boom!

Even so, Xiao Yuanshan still used his strength to slap Jia Huan's arm with his not-so-strong palm.

"Hehe, save your effort, you are not my opponent!"

Jia Huan chuckled, and the muscles in his arm were like springs that tightened and then bounced, like a snake that was slippery and unforced, and he easily slipped away from Xiao Yuanshan's palm.

His tall body suddenly leaned forward, and his shoulder hit Xiao Yuanshan's chest.

Xiao Yuanshan was struck by lightning, and his body shook and flew backwards uncontrollably.

With a loud bang, he directly knocked down a broken wall of the dilapidated land temple, and smoke and dust flew everywhere, and it was impossible to see for a while.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

Xiao Yuanshan did not suffer a serious injury. After falling to the ground, he turned over and rolled, resisting the tremendous force on his body, and his body rushed towards the tall figure in the dust like a sharp arrow.

The move was the "Big Stone Smashing Hand" among the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills!

"I said the same thing again, you are no match for me, get out of here soon!"

Jia Huan spoke leisurely, and pointed out another finger, just in time to point to the connection point of Xiao Yuanshan's moves.

"Ahhh, you bastard, go to hell!"

Xiao Yuanshan was so angry that he wanted to eat Jia Huan alive.

He had never been so frustrated before. No matter how fierce and domineering his moves were, and how he could change them as he wished, he was always forced to change his moves halfway.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and the more desperate he became. There was no possibility of winning at all.

He used all the Shaolin skills he had secretly learned in one breath, but he didn't even touch Jia Huan's clothes.

I don't know how this bastard did it. He just relied on a set of finger techniques to force him to sweat all over, just like being fished out of the water.

What frightened him the most was that the more angry he was, it seemed that the circulation of the true energy in his body became more and more difficult.

At the end, he even had a stitch in the side, and some parts of his body were also aching.

"The last move, I'll send you away!"

Jia Huan was a little impatient. Seeing that Xiao Yuanshan was still struggling, he sneered as he attacked: "I'm not going to bother with you for the sake of Brother Qiao Feng, but you don't want to give me face!"

After that, he slapped out with a palm.

It was obviously a very ordinary palm in "Dragon Subduing Palm", and there was not even a dragon of true energy, but Xiao Yuanshan had no way to dodge it and could only fight hard.

But he was ecstatic in his heart, and finally he got the chance to fight hard.

He didn't believe that with his decades of deep internal strength, he couldn't beat Jia Huan.

Then, Xiao Yuanshan was miserable...

At the moment when the fists and palms intersected, Jia Huan's palm suddenly burst into a loud roar.

It was like holding a grenade in his hand, and directly blew Xiao Yuanshan, who wanted to fight hard, away.

It was also because Jia Huan controlled the explosive force, otherwise this blow would have blown the small half of Xiao Yuanshan's arm into pieces.

Even so, the tendons, bones, membranes and meridians of Xiao Yuanshan's punching arm were all damaged. It would take half a year to recover.

The severe pain from his arm made Xiao Yuanshan howl.

He had already realized that he was no match for Jia Huan.

Although his heart was full of disbelief, the fact was that he could do nothing about it.

He knew that continuing would be humiliating, and the other party had given him face and did not kill him.

Otherwise, with the strong strength shown by Jia Huan, he would have died several times.

At this time, one arm was completely powerless, and naturally there was no fighting spirit in his heart.

With the momentum of flying backwards, his feet lightly touched the ground, and Xiao Yuanshan's tall body was like a wild goose flying across the sky, flying backwards and disappearing in the thick night.

"This old guy knows what's good for him!"

Jia Huan had no intention of chasing him, and he stood there and chuckled.

Since he found Xiao Yuanshan in the crowd of people competing in the arena, Jia Huan had the idea of ​​expelling him.

This guy is a time bomb, the kind with a problem in his brain!

In the Tianlong plot anyway, he and Murong Bo are rivals, both of whom are trying to pit their sons.

No one can guarantee that seeing Qiao Feng's current situation, he will suddenly go crazy and target the masters of the Beggars' Sect.

Anyway, Jia Huan doesn't want such an unstable factor to exist in the Xiangyang headquarters.

Then, naturally, some Beggars' Sect disciples found out where Xiao Yuanshan was.

Jia Huan quietly left the headquarters, ran directly to teach him a lesson, and scared him away.

The gap in strength between the two is still quite large. Jia Huan is about to reach the peak of the innate, while Xiao Yuanshan is still hovering at the peak of the early innate.

And this guy is so stupid that he actually went to Shaolin to steal the 72 unique skills.

Each Shaolin unique skill has a specific way of running the meridians!

If the power of the soul is not strong enough, learning too many Shaolin secrets is simply a way to death.

Not to mention, Jia Huan didn't know what was going on, but he could see the discomfort of Xiao Yuanshan's aura at a glance, and he could directly attack him to stop his attack halfway.

Then what else is there to say, just abuse him.