The first top lady

Chapter 257 Fen Sa: You are such a bold monster! How dare you snatch my master from me?

Everyone in the Huangdao Society was stunned by the shocking scene and it took them a long time to recover.

Is that human being?

When Huangpizi reacted, he found that no one was sitting in the seats next to him. He turned his head and saw that Song Yixuan and his group had already walked to the other side of the training ground, so he shouted and hurriedly chased after them.

"Miss Song - Miss Song - wait a moment! Wait..."

Song Yixuan slowed down his pace, turned around and looked at the yellow-skinned man, and said indifferently: "Do you have anything else to say? Whether it's what you wanted to see or not, didn't you see it?"

I don't know whether Huangpizi wants to see her fight against a hundred people alone, or wants to see her helpless under the hands of Huangdaohui. In other words, does Huangpizi want her to be strong or weak?

But the result is like this anyway, her apprentice is very strong, and she will definitely not be weak.

Huangpizi smiled, then suddenly became serious and said solemnly, "Miss Song, I just want to ask, did you teach Mr. Fensa?"

If even the apprentice is so powerful, wouldn't the master be even more powerful?

"My apprentice, of course I taught him." Song Yixuan said, "Otherwise, how could it be you who taught him?"

The yellow-skinned man hurriedly said, "I dare not, I dare not." He was completely convinced in his heart and believed that Song Yixuan's ability was better than Fen Sa's.

Song Yixuan turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the yellow-skinned man again.

"Miss Song, Miss Song..." Huang Pizi mustered up his courage and said shamelessly, "I am convinced by your ability and character, especially your ability to teach your disciples. So, so... I also want to take you as my master."

Fen Sa, who was standing aside and watching the show, suddenly became alert and grabbed Song Yixuan's arm. As long as Song Yixuan dared to agree, he would take the person away immediately.

Song Yixuan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was two centimeters shorter than him, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink.

Are you kidding me?

He was just testing her background? Now he wants to become her disciple?

Do you think she is useful?

Scheming!

The yellow-skinned man clasped his fists and said seriously, "Miss Song, I want to learn Kung Fu from you. Please accept me as your disciple!"

Apart from the unpleasant voice, the startled... and serious tone really sounds a bit like Fen Sa.

Seeing that Fen Sa was holding him, Song Yixuan turned his head curiously, but was met with a pair of sharp eyes, which even contained a hint of warning.

It seemed as if if she did something that didn't suit Fen Sa's wishes, Fen Sa would eat her up in one bite.

Song Yixuan said, "What? Let go."

Fen Sa snorted coldly and turned his head away without looking at Song Yixuan.

Song Yixuan looked down at Fen Sa's hand who was still holding her, and had no choice but to give up.

He turned to the yellow-skinned man and said, "I don't accept any apprentices. Goodbye!"

Fen Sa seemed to have encountered a happy event. He walked away humming a song with his hands behind his back. His back looked relaxed and happy, and he had no intention of waiting for Song Yixuan at all.

Huang Pizi did not give up. "Whatever you want, just ask. As long as Miss Song agrees to accept me as her apprentice, how about this? I will give all the gold, silver and jewelry in the Huang Dao Society to Miss Song as my apprenticeship gift."

Song Yixuan refused to listen and insisted on leaving.

The yellow-skinned man refused to let go and continued, "Then add the ten shops..."

Song Yixuan was not interested.

"Add three more mountains..."

Song Yizhen was determined to leave.

"Then the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise Halls will all be given to Miss Song."

Song Yixuan didn't even turn his head.

The yellow-skinned man threw a tantrum and begged, "Miss Song, please be kind. I don't have any great ambitions, I just want to be your disciple... I'll give you the entire Huangdao Society, okay? I'll give you the house, the car, the people, the money, the food, the drinks, all. If you want to live in a palace like Qiongtianyuzhu, I'll have it built for you. If you want to eat fried chicken, I'll have those fifty chefs make it for you in different ways. You... eh?"

He suddenly felt the pulling force on his hand disappear. He tried to loosen his hand and found that Song Yixuan did not leave.

Song Yixuan is not leaving?

So is there hope for him to become a disciple?

The yellow fox was overjoyed, "Oh! I, I..."

Suddenly, his vision went dark and he was pushed hard by someone. He staggered back several steps before he could stand firmly.

Only then did he see clearly that the dark shadow that flashed by was Fen Sa.

Yes, only Fen Sa has this skill.

He was not angry at all, but became more determined to become Song Yixuan's disciple, because he also wanted to become as powerful as him.

However, he probably didn't know that Fen Sa was not the only one who had the ability to teleport. Shen Yang, who had remained silent, was also very skilled.

No one knows a disciple better than his master. Song Yixuan could see what Fen Sa was thinking, but he still asked, "Why are you back again?"

Fen Sa frowned and asked in a cold voice: "Is it funny?"

He heard every word that Huangpizi had just said. Gold, silver, treasures, houses and cars could not attract Song Yizhen at all, so he was not worried at all and continued to walk forward.

It was not until he heard the word "fried chicken" that all his nerves suddenly tensed up. He appeared in front of Song Yixuan in an instant like a gust of wind. With a hostile attitude as if he was being robbed, he pushed the yellow-skinned man eight feet away with one palm.

Ha! How dare you snatch the master from him?

Not kicking him was already giving him face.

"Ah?" Song Yixuan said, trying not to laugh, "It's okay."

The yellow-skinned man rubbed his chest and ran back, "Miss Song..." Seeing Fen Sa blocking his way with a cold and menacing look, he timidly moved aside, not daring to get too close. He looked up at Song Yixuan and said, "Miss Song, please think about it again. Think about it."

Fen Sa began to move his wrists and ankles, making his bones crackle.

The yellow-skinned man circled Song Yixuan, moving away from Fen Sa step by step, but the distance between him and Song Yixuan did not increase at all.

Song Yixuan had a feeling that Fen Sa would probably attack next.

If Huangpizi died, the mess of Huangdaohui would probably have to be cleaned up by Qiongtian Yu.

The order in the Forbidden City had finally stabilized a little, and Qiong Tianyu's business was also on track. He had no time to deal with these trivial matters.

It is not a bad thing that Huangpizi is loyal to her. In this way, Huangdaohui will be able to completely submit to Qiongtian Yuzhe, and there will be fewer changes and risks in the Forbidden City in the future.

But now she has to consider the feelings of Fen Sa, her dear disciple.

"Okay." Song Yixuan had to think of a compromise, which would allow Huangpizi to follow her wholeheartedly while not shaking Fen Sa's position as the only disciple he cared about the most. "Do you see that tree?"

Huangpizi followed Song Yixuan's gaze. It was a rouge tree beside the fence of the training ground, one of the many rouge trees in the training ground, no different from the others.

Song Yixuan continued: "Whenever you use your palm wind to break the tree at the door, I will accept you as my disciple."

"Impossible!" Huangpizi questioned, "How can a person break a tree with just the wind from his palm? Especially a tree that thick."

Song Yixuan smiled and looked at Fen Sa.

Fen Sa understood and dodged to a rouge tree on the other side of the door. He stood two steps away from the trunk, raised his palm, and gently pushed forward.

With a loud "crack", the tree trunk, as thick as a telephone pole, broke in half, and the huge crown fell to the ground.

The yellow fox was suddenly speechless and stunned.

He forgot that Fen Sa and Song Yixuan were not ordinary people.

"Just practice to this extent." Song Yixuan patted the yellow-skinned man who was standing there stupidly, reminded him to "practice well", and left.

"President? President?" Qin Li raised his hand and waved it up and down in front of the yellow-skinned man, "President..."

Huangpizi came back to his senses, "Hmm..."

Qin Li reminded: "Miss Song and the others have already left."

"Oh." The yellow-skinned man seemed deflated and a little lost.

Song Yixuan did not agree, which means that he, Song Yixuan and Qiong Tianyu have not established this relationship.

Huang Jiyue said: "President, as long as Miss Song and you have a commitment, you can go to Miss Song or Master Jin at any time to report the progress. With more contact and communication, the relationship will naturally be established."

"That's right." Huangpizi slapped his forehead and suddenly realized something. "Lengfeng, send someone to protect the tree at the door. Starting tomorrow, I will come here every day to practice palm wind. This way, I will have a reason to come to your house in the future."

No matter whether Song Yixuan stays in Qiongtian Yuzhuo in the future, as long as he goes to Qiongtian Yuzhuo more often, the news will eventually reach Song Yixuan's ears.

This tree is the bond between him and Song Yixuan.