Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Ye Feng was shocked, and he quickly grabbed his wrist.

"Do you still want to check that place?"

Uncle Liu glared at him unhappily. "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Then, he pushed his hand away and grabbed his thigh.

Then, he started to press down inch by inch.

Ye Feng heaved a sigh of relief.

He had thought that he would have to check that part to learn kung fu.

What he learned was martial arts, not s*x.

When Uncle Liu was done with the bones of his legs...

Uncle Liu's indifferent expression immediately disappeared without a trace.

What replaced it was a kind of surprise, a kind of surprise that was difficult to hide.

After the shock, Uncle Liu was not sure. He quickly checked Ye Feng's arm bone.

This time, after the examination, the expression on his face became more and more surprised.

"This... How is this possible?" he mumbled to himself and started to check Ye Feng's meridians.

After examining him up and down, inside and out...

Uncle Liu's face revealed an expression of extreme surprise.

"I never thought that I, Liu Wenyuan, would be able to meet such a martial arts genius in my lifetime!"

Xu Jingxin, who was reading a book, heard the commotion and seemed to be surprised. She turned around and asked, "Uncle Liu, did you say that he's a martial arts prodigy?"

Uncle Liu nodded like he was pounding garlic. His voice was trembling. "A rare martial arts genius that only appears once in a hundred years. A rare genius that can only be encountered but not sought!"

Ye Feng scratched his toes awkwardly. "Is it that exaggerated?"

Uncle Liu hurriedly grabbed his shoulder. "I'm not exaggerating at all. You're a genius, you know that?"

"Or in other words, you are the one with the most suitable root bone for martial arts I've ever seen in my life!"

"You must persevere in practicing martial arts. In time, you will definitely become a martial arts Grandmaster!"

When Ye Feng heard his words, he subconsciously stood up straight.

He was a peerless genius?

"Then how many years will it take for a martial arts genius like me to become a Grandmaster?"

Uncle Liu touched his chin and pondered for a moment. "If you work hard, you should be able to do it in about 50 to 60 years."

"Pfft..." Grandmaster Ye almost died on the spot.

"You praised me like a flower just now, so you were just coaxing a ghost? Even martial arts geniuses needed 50 to 60 years to become Grandmasters? Then what kind of genius am I? I'm simply a stupid genius!"

Uncle Liu was immediately displeased. "Who said so? For most people, even if they spend their entire lives, they will never be able to touch the threshold of real martial arts."

"As for martial arts Grandmasters, they are even rarer. It's as difficult as ascending to the heavens".

"If you can become a Grandmaster in your lifetime, how fortunate would that be?"

Ye Feng was a little skeptical. "Is it so difficult to become a Grandmaster?"

"Uncle Liu, aren't you a Grandmaster? Could it be that you're also a genius?"

Uncle Liu looked as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "What kind of Grandmaster am I?"

"With my mediocre skills, I'm not even worthy of carrying the shoes of a Grandmaster."

Ye Feng was completely stunned.

Uncle Liu had shown his might the day before yesterday, fighting more than a dozen strong men with weapons alone, and he was unscathed.

Such terrifying strength was simply appalling!

He had thought that the other party was at least an expert.

Now, hearing the other party's words, there was someone who was much more powerful than him?

What kind of terrifying existence was that?

"Alright, it's useless for you to think so much now. A skyscraper rises from the ground up. The most important thing for you now is to build your foundation. Besides, having a good root bone is not enough. I still have to see your comprehension."

As Uncle Liu spoke, he took off his coat, revealing his dark muscles.

It was hard to imagine that an old man in his seventies had such strong muscles.

"I'm going to practice a set of Wing Chun Fist now. Let's see how much you can understand."

After he finished speaking, he began to display his moves one by one.

At this time, Ye Feng felt thirsty. While watching Uncle Liu practice, he walked to the pavilion, picked up the teacup on the stone table, and drank it all.

Xu Jingxin wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

She had drunk that cup of tea before, and there were still her lipstick marks on the mouth of the cup.

In this case, wouldn't the two of them...

Thinking of this, she immediately blushed.

Fortunately, Ye Feng was fully focused on Uncle Liu's boxing and did not see her embarrassment.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Liu finished a set of moves and turned back to look at him.

"Now, repeat the fist technique I just used."

Ye Feng was in a difficult position. "You did it too fast just now, I didn't remember much."

Uncle Liu smiled faintly. "You don't have a foundation in martial arts, and you don't understand the principles of each move. It's normal that you can't remember it. Practice as many moves as you can remember. I just want to see your comprehension ability."

Seeing that he had already said so, Ye Feng had no choice but to walk over.

He recalled the moves Uncle Liu had just demonstrated in his mind and began to copy them.

Uncle Liu stood at the side with his hands behind his back, looking like an expert.

In fact, the reason why he acted this way was because he had the intention to give Ye Feng a hard time.

In fact, if he were to really teach a fist technique, he would definitely not be able to learn such a difficult fist technique in the first stage.

However, a genius like Ye Feng was very proud.

Thus, he had demonstrated a rather difficult fist technique to purposely make things difficult for Ye Feng.

As long as Ye Feng did not perform well, he would have an excuse to beat him up.

However, just as Uncle Liu's plan was going to work...

What happened next surprised him.

As it was Ye Feng's first time boxing, he was not used to it at first, he was very awkward.

However, as he executed each move and stance, he had a faint feeling of understanding them.

His set of fist techniques became more and more vigorous.

Even Xu Jingxin, who was in the pavilion, walked out in surprise.

"Uncle Liu, did he learn Wing Chun Fist before?"

She saw that Ye Feng's moves were quite organized, and it did not look like it was his first time.

"This... That's impossible. He clearly doesn't have any martial arts background."

Uncle Liu was also puzzled.

He had checked Ye Feng's body earlier and was very sure that he had not practiced any martial arts.

But Ye Feng's set of fist techniques was too good.

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to reach such a level without at least one or two months of hard work.

This kid was really a monster!