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Volume 3: Changing Heavens Chapter 238: Ancestors

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.    Sun Hua just felt like being spied on again. This time he would never allow the other party to escape unscathed like before, so he spread his breath throughout his body, and his whole body was like that of being escaped.  Like a bullet, it flew out in the direction of the sensed breath.

    It is obvious that the other party's aura is getting closer and closer, and you can also feel that the other party seems to have discovered his movements and is preparing to leave as quickly as before.

    Sun Hua sneered in his heart, did he really think he was paper?  Every time I watch it secretly, I can leave whenever I want. If you still get what you want this time, my surname will not be Sun in the future!

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    Although the two of them had sensed each other in the past few times, they just ran away as soon as they touched each other, and Sun Hua did not catch up. This time, the other party naturally thought that it was the same as last time, but they did not expect that the other party really caught up with him at an astonishing speed.  .  I was shocked at the moment, and immediately picked up the pace under my feet.

    But after all, he was still a little far behind Sun Hua. Soon he felt the sound of wind passing by his ears. The next moment, the originally empty front was blocked, and Sun Hua's cold voice also sounded: "  Still want to run?"

    The man was secretly shocked by Sun Hua's speed. He could be regarded as an old monster, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't outrun the young man in front of him. It seemed that the motherland was now full of capable people.  He stopped his body from rushing forward and stood there leisurely, looking at each other.

    At this time, Sun Hua had time to look at the person in front of him, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't find many modifiers to describe him, because the other person only reminded him of one word, "Bai!"

    White shirt, white pants, white shoes, white socks, white hair, white beard, even the bushy eyebrows are white.  It seems that this person should be a bit old, but he is still full of energy, especially his eyes. Even a young man is not that bright, without any turbidity.  Now, even though the person opposite was looking at him with eyes that could almost freeze someone, he still had such an indifferent expression.  A cynical look.

    "Who are you? Why do you often spy on me?" Seeing that the other party remained silent, Sun Hua continued to ask.

    "Don't keep that ugly face when you are so young, otherwise you will get old easily. I just want to look at you twice more. Do you need to be so stingy? How about I let you look back at me, and everyone will think it's ridiculous?  It's settled." The old man said innocently, staring at those bright eyes.

    His words made Sun Hua dumbfounded. How could a man of such an age talk like a scoundrel?  It's just that he was not interested in a verbal war with him, and he was not so good to him that he could joke about it. He snorted coldly, "Since you don't tell me, I won't ask any more questions!"

    As soon as the words fell, there was only an afterimage left where he originally stood, and the whole person flew towards the old man at extremely high speed.  Countless fists and kicks have been directed at the opponent's vital points.

    The old man seemed to be frightened by the sudden change and was in a panic. He was either fending off or avoiding the opponent's attacks, looking very embarrassed.

    But a glimmer of light flashed across Sun Hua's eyes. Only he knew that the old man's seemingly hectic moves actually resolved his own movements exactly every time, without spending too much energy or using any less.  Everything is just right.  He knew very well that the opponent's fighting experience was extremely rich, so he could hit the target just right every time, and the opponent's skill could be said to be the highest he had seen so far.

    Meeting an opponent in chess made the long-dormant blood in his body boil immediately. In the past, fighting against those gangsters, special forces, or even the four legendary families would not have aroused his interest at all, because the opponent was so irresistible that he couldn't help but fight.  , often the whole fight is over with a single gesture.  With his level, it is really difficult to meet such a master!  Because mediocre people will always account for the majority in this world, and those unworldly masters often only yearn for a life in harmony with nature, escaping from the world and living in seclusion.  Not to mention fighting, even meeting once is difficult.

    The breath in the body seemed to be compared with the hot blood, and both sides surged up desperately.  The speed is getting faster and faster. At the beginning, the old man seemed to be able to do things with ease, and those embarrassing scenes seemed to be fake.  But when Sun Hua got serious, he really couldn't bear it anymore. His resistance with punches and kicks was obviously a bit reluctant, and it seemed that defeat would be a matter of time.

    The old man has begun to fully understand the knowledge of being defeated. Although the opponent's strength is so strong that he is a little surprised, even though he has not been defeated for decades.  But that doesn't mean he can't admit defeat.  Back then, it was because he could open his mind and not think about it.In addition, he couldn't think of anyone else who could take the life of his ancestor, because he belonged to the immortal level. According to the family's genealogy, this ancestor realized the way of heaven when he was 35 years old and was able to enter the world.  With his innate realm, he became a cunning person of that generation, but his character yearned for a free and unrestrained life, and he was also very keen on the ancient saying that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, so he resolutely picked up a baggage.  He began his journey around the world.  For decades, it was rare to see him return home.  Even outside, no one had heard of him, so no one in the family knew whether he was alive or dead. In the end, they had to ask a few experienced painters to add a beard to his self-portrait when he was young.  Serve as their daily source of support.
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