C126 False Master

Afternoon.

Members of the association seemed to have heard of something.

"I heard that Grand Master Yang Zhan Jun has arrived?"

"I heard that Master Yang is very famous over at Xi'an. What is her purpose for coming to our Martial Arts Association?"

"I'm not sure, but I'll know later."

At this time, in the reception hall.

"Master Yang, please sit inside for a moment. Drink some tea and the vice president will be here in a moment." Jiang Tao smiled as he brought the two of them in.

"En, alright. Thank you, Mr. Jiang." A middle-aged man wearing training clothes sat in the reception hall. He looked calm and was looking left and right.

Standing at the side was the disciple he had brought with him.

After Jiang Tao received them for a while, he directly went to notify Ye Lee.

In the reception hall, the Master and disciple started talking to each other.

"Master, isn't this Martial Arts Association's vice president overbearing? He knows that we are coming, and he didn't even go out to welcome us, but actually made us wait here." Wang Xiaoming, his apprentice, was a bit annoyed when he first arrived. If they were to be treated as guests in Xi'an, outsiders would have to address him respectfully as Master Yang. He had been with his master for a long time.

Yang Zhan Jun glanced at his disciple, "Now we are not in Xi'an, be careful when you speak. Besides, we are here to communicate. Prepare the Camera later, don't delay the matter."

Wang Xiaoming nodded his head. Before he came, his master had mentioned it to him. Wasn't he here for that matter?

Outside the hall, there were quite a few members peeking their heads in from afar.

"Is that Master Yang? "It doesn't look like it has three heads and six arms."

"Nonsense, he's a normal person. Can you grow three heads and six arms?" "Then he's no freak!"

"I heard that Master Yang's Taiji Fist is exceptionally powerful. She can stand in a circle and let five or six big guys push him without moving an inch."

"I've also seen that video, but I don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, in Taiji Fist, Master Yang is considered the most famous …"

Not long later, Ye Lee arrived.

Looking at the two people in the hall, Ye Lee laughed: "This must be Master Yang, right?"

Yang Zhan Jun immediately got up, and laughed: "You don't say that, Mr Ye is young and promising, he is truly a rising star in our traditional martial arts world."

Ye Lee shook hands with him, "Haha, there's no need to continue with the formalities, I wonder what business the two of you have here today?"

Yang Zhan Jun nodded, and said: "Then I will be straightforward. This time, I have come to communicate with Mr Ye."

"Communication?" Ye Lee was startled, "How do we exchange pointers, and spar?"

Could it be that Master Yang had come to challenge him?

Yang Zhan Jun laughed: "Going up the stage to spar would be too bad, I heard that the Mr Ye is proficient in the Eight Trigrams Palm, so we might as well spar."

In traditional martial arts, the two didn't want to hurt each other, so they would try their hand at each other to see if there was any strength. When they practiced to a certain extent, the force would become one and the soles of their feet could be transferred to their hands.

When Ye Lee heard it, he felt that it was not bad. The reason the other master came all the way here was actually to carry him and communicate with him. His attitude was also very good, unlike the Xu Xiaodong before, who seemed very rude and rude.

The members of the association became excited.

"Master Yang wants to spar with Vice Guild Leader Ye?"

"Are you for real? No ordinary person would be able to see this."

"Do you think that the vice guild leader is powerful or Master Yang is?"

"If I don't know, how would I know if I haven't tried it before? I bet that it would be the vice guild leader!"

Since the reception hall could not be used, they directly arrived at the square. At this moment, there were also many members of the association who were watching from the sidelines.

Master Yang's reputation was great, and many people wanted to see it for themselves.

Disciple Wang Xiaoming quietly raised his Camera.

Ye Lee looked over and asked doubtfully: "Do you still want more recordings?"

Yang Zhan Jun: "This is a rare scene. I'll have my disciple record it. When we go back, we can also learn from the disciples in the training hall."

These words were a reminder to the members of the association. They all came to a realization.

"That's right. Hurry up and take out your phone. How can you miss such a classic scene?"

"This angle is good!"

"Get out of the way, this is my new phone. Let me take it!"

In a short while, many of the phones were aimed at the plaza, causing Ye Lee to feel unnatural.

On the other hand, Yang Zhan Jun was extremely calm and composed, with a smile on her face.

Before coming over, Ye Lee had asked Jiang Tao, "How is Master Yang's martial arts?"

Jiang Tao thought about it carefully, then replied: "Master Yang has no actual combat records, but she is quite famous over at Xi'an.

Hearing that, Ye Lee became serious, with so many people here, it would be bad if he made a fool of himself.

"Let's begin."

Yang Zhan Jun assumed a Taiji stance, looking very serious, and her posture was also very standard.

The two of them slowly approached each other, approached each other, and then Ye Lee's hands also began to work.

As soon as his hands came into contact with the other party's body, he immediately grabbed it.

Plop!

A figure flew out at high speed!

Some people even took out their phones to take pictures, but their eyes suddenly blurred and their mouths slowly closed in shock.

"What the hell? Master Yang flew out!"

"Am I seeing things!?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes, even Jiang Tao was in disbelief.

What was going on?

What happened?

"Hiss, aiyo, my waist …"

Yang Zhan Jun's face was covered in dirt, and she had one hand on her waist. She was in a sorry state, completely overturning the image of a master.

Wang Xiaoming quickly put down the Camera.

"Master, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine …" With great difficulty, Yang Zhan Jun held onto his waist and stood up, waving his hand to show that he was alright.

Ye Lee did not even have time to react, he had just used seventy percent of his strength to respect Master Yang, but he did not expect that upon contact, he would fly into the air.

"Cough!" Yang Zhan Jun coughed, the expression on his face looked a little painful, but at the same time, there was a feeling of forcefully enduring. In short, it was extremely awkward: "Mr Ye is indeed a person with true skill, I didn't notice it for a moment, and was actually thrown out.

With that, Master Yang assumed her stance again.

Ye Lee was astonished, he had finally found out, this so-called Master Yang, was not an expert at all. Although his posture was standard, but he did not have any strength on his body, and could not even compare to Master Wang Deming.

This time, when Ye Lee just reached out his hands, he heard a voice by his ears, "Mr Ye, Mr Ye, so many people, give me some face …"

Ye Lee was startled, he realised that Master Yang's expression was extremely serious, as if she was trying to push his away, but her lips were trembling: "Let's do it like this, after everything is done, I'll give you two hundred thousand … …"