Godly Auxiliary System

This was the first time he encountered such a thing.    

He'd thought that Master Yang had some ability to him, and that she'd come to spar with him.    

In the end, he actually made such a name for him.    

Wasn't this asking him to cheat in public?    

Yang Zhan Jun held his hands together, and used a voice that could only be heard by the two of them to communicate, "Mr Ye, I didn't think that your skills were so profound, we were all just here to have a meal, why don't you give us some face?"    

The two figures crossed each other, and they began to move their hands as if there was a law between them.    

People of the association.    

"Master Yang doesn't seem to have flown out this time."    

"Didn't you just say that Master Yang did not circulate her force at the beginning, which is why she flew out? However, this also shows how strong our vice president is."    

"That seems to be the case."    

"Look, the force in Master Yang's hand looks gentle, but in fact, there's a pressure inside the hand that goes along with the center of gravity of the body, making it easy to eject the person out."    

"As for the vice president, he's even more brilliant. He took this force and seemingly took a step back, but in reality, he's using it to advance. He revolved this force around his shoulders and sent it back …"    

Under the explanation of a spectator, everyone present was confused.    

When the audience saw the confused look on everyone's faces, they became even more proud of themselves. In fact, even he did not know what he was talking about. It was all a figment of their imagination.    

The two of them pushed each other for nearly ten minutes before separating.    

Yang Zhan Jun cupped her fists politely: "Mr Ye is indeed powerful, this exchange has benefited me greatly, if there is nothing else, I will not disturb you."    

With that, he left with his disciple under the crowd's gaze.    

The members of the association all surrounded him excitedly, "Vice president, what was that feeling just now? How is Master Yang's standard?"    

Ye Lee's face turned weird, he did not know what to say, and said with a smile, "Master, your standards are not bad, right?"    

A while later, in the office.    

Ye Lee immediately gave Zhang Tao a card, "There are 200k inside, take it to the cafeteria to add some construction equipment."    

Zhang Tao had a strange expression on his face. "Where did you get so much money from?"    

"It's from Master Yang." Ye Lee said casually, "Just now, when I pushed his hand, we chatted for ten minutes, and then we played along with him …"    

"What?" Zhang Tao did not quite understand. After a while, he seemed to have realized something, "Y-You're saying that Master Yang is lying?"    

Ye Lee nodded.    

"Then that video of him standing in the circle and being unable to be pushed aside by a dozen hulks is also fake?"    

"About this matter, he and I talked about it earlier when we were pushing each other. It's all martial arts in the world, money alone is not enough. He gave those muscular guys 10,000 yuan …"    

Jiang Tao, "..."    

Ye Lee did not feel burdened at all. He had heard that Master Yang had opened many martial arts schools over at Xi'an, and had taught a group of middle-aged and elderly people how to fight. Furthermore, her posture was considered standard.    

He had come this time because of the pressure from the public. He had come with the operation of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao.    

After the two of them conversed for a while, Ye Lee decided not to expose him anymore.    

After that.    

After Ye Lee explained it over at the Martial Arts Association, if it wasn't anything big, he would directly let Jiang Tao handle it. After all, running around everyday was a bit tiring, and now, it wasn't anything big either.    

The news of the second day was very lively.    

"Master Yang is heading for the Jiangfeng City, to pay a visit to the Martial Arts Association Mr Ye!"    

"In the showdown between master and master, Master Yang Zhan Jun actually admitted that he is inferior to Mr Ye!"    

A video quickly appeared on Weibo.    

After Xu Xiaodong's incident, Master Yang Zhan Jun's reputation had been tarnished, and was being criticized by others for not daring to fight back. However, once this video was released, it seemed to explain something else from the side.    

The netizens left their comments.    

"Master Yang is not called afraid to accept the challenge, but someone like Xu Xiaodong is someone he disdains accepting the challenge. An expert like Mr Ye, he would naturally pay a visit to him."    

"Do you guys understand this video? Why do I feel like the two of them aren't pushing it around at all?"    

"This is called trying it out. People who don't understand taiji don't understand it. Don't look at how small it is, it can easily blow someone out if they aren't careful. It's very overbearing."    

"Formidable, the almighty being above wants to explain more?"    

Many of the comments were very clear, almost like a model.    

The spread of martial arts heat, which had been immersed in his heart for several days, was once again stirred up. In a short period of time, it even started to heat up.    

"..."    

"He's pregnant, he's really pregnant!?"    

Concorde Men's Hospital.    

A man was sitting in the waiting room with a telephone in his hand.    

"Old Hu, what's the matter?"    

"Is your wife pregnant? "It can't be?"    

There were a few other men sitting in the waiting room. They were all waiting here because of the same matter. When they heard this, their stiff expressions changed as if they couldn't believe what they had just heard.    

Hu Shunping was extremely excited at this moment. He repeatedly confirmed this with his wife before putting down the phone and nodding his head heavily, "I'm pregnant, I'm really, really pregnant. God bless me!"    

The others looked at each other. They were all infertile and were waiting here for a medical program. They didn't expect that Old Hu would hear the good news while they were waiting.    

"Didn't the doctor say that for people like us, the odds of winning are less than one in ten thousand? Old Hu, this time, you've truly been enlightened. " The one who spoke was called Qin Bing. It was a 35 year old man. He had been working hard to treat this illness for many years. When he saw that his peers had won the bid, he felt both emotional and envious.    

"That's right, that's right. I think you don't even have to participate in this treatment project anymore. Hurry up and go back. This is a heavenly blessing." The other infertile patients all said words of congratulations, but their hearts were a little sour. Any one of them wanted to win against their wives day and night, or at least have a descendant with their own blood flowing, but their bodies didn't allow it.    

Hu Shunping was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something. "I think it's probably not luck …"    

Everyone else was stunned, "What do you mean? Even if you were to encounter even one in ten thousand chances, it would still be a fluke. "    

"Brother Qin, do you remember that doctor wrote a prescription for me to eat for a month before I won the bid? It must not be a coincidence!" Hu Shunping said.