Seeing Yan Fang's serious look, Lin Yi and Yan Ci also stepped back.

There was an empty space in the middle, and Yan Fang waved to her apprentice, looking like a master, and said:

"Now, use all your skills and hit me."

"Yes, Master!"

A man in his thirties stood up, made a clasped fist gesture in front of Yan Fang, then waved his fist and hit her.

"Oh……"

Seeing this scene, Lin Yi almost laughed out loud.

The punch thrown by her so-called disciple seemed to be very hard, but in fact it did not pose any threat.

Even if Yan Ci goes up, he can block it.

Yan Fang still stood there calmly.

Seeing the fist coming, he stretched out his hand and grasped the disciple's fist.

Lin Yi was a little speechless. Even a primary school student couldn't be fooled by such a drama.

I feel like the liars in this era don’t even have the spirit of professionalism anymore.

Just when Lin Yi was speechless, a scene that amazed him happened.

I saw Yan Fang's disciple screaming loudly.

While screaming, he kept jumping on the spot, as if he had been electrocuted.

And with the presence of the old god Yan Fang, it seemed as if everything was under her control.

"Master, please accept your magical powers quickly. This disciple can't stand it anymore."

When begging for mercy, the disciple in white kept screaming, as if he was in great pain.

Yan Fang waved his hand, and the disciple's body rolled out.

Lin Yi counted, there were almost a dozen laps, and he was about to roll out of the field.

"Oh My God!"

There were exclamations from the sidelines, no one expected such a result.

Even Yan Ci was stunned.

"Isn't this impossible? Is it really that powerful?"

"If she was really that awesome, she would have been invited to have tea by the relevant departments long ago. How could she stay here?"

"I think so too." Yan Ci said:

"But their performance was so embarrassing that I got goosebumps all over my body."

"You are unprofessional."

Lin Yi smiled and said, "Look at the audience next to you. They are so interesting. Your show needs people like this."

"I understand, I should say it or not. It is indeed quite entertaining. If I release this section before it is broadcast, it should attract a lot of attention."

"That's what I mean."

After the demonstration, Yan Fang felt that it was not enough, and said to other disciples:

"You guys go together, it doesn't matter what method you use, I will teach you a lesson as a teacher."

After receiving Yan Fang's order, more than a dozen people came out and surrounded her in different postures and angles.

"Master, we are about to take action."

"Let's go together." Yan Fang stood with her hands behind her hands, looking arrogant, completely ignoring the dozen or so people in front of her.

"Let's do it together!"

More than a dozen disciples rushed forward with great momentum.

Lin Yi looked at these people with a smile. Although they were working together, the order was clearly arranged and they were in perfect agreement.

Soon, the first person rushed to Yan Fang.

The latter hit him in the chest.

ah--

There was another scream, and the disciple who was hit in the chest stepped back again and again.

While retreating, he kept jumping with both feet, which was similar to the previous disciples.

Immediately afterwards, the second disciple arrived in front of Yan Fang.

She hit back in kind.

The second disciple's performance was even more exaggerated. He lay directly on the ground, twitching and rolling, and was very dedicated.

Lin Yi felt that this person should be given a chicken drumstick.

When the third person rushed up, Yan Fang changed his routine and said:

"Hit cattle across the mountain!"

The fist hit the third disciple, but he didn't show any reaction.

Instead, other people around him screamed in unison.

Some people were shaking as if they had been electrocuted.

Some people flew backwards and rolled several times before stopping, causing chaos on the scene.

"I, I'm actually fine..." the third disciple said pretending to be surprised.

"My move is to hit a cow from across the mountain. The principle is to use your body to amplify the palm power and transfer it to other people's bodies. So you will be fine, but others will not be able to bear it."

"Thank you Master for showing mercy."

Yan Fang nodded with satisfaction, "You all go back. As long as you practice hard, you will be like me in ten or twenty years."

"Yes, Master!"

Everyone shouted loudly and stood together in a decent manner.

"this……"

Yan Ci was confused, "Isn't this too fake?"

"Don't you think it's interesting?" Lin Yi said while suppressing a smile:

"Isn't this more interesting than the party skit?"

"You're right." Yan Ci couldn't laugh or cry and said:

"But if it were me, I definitely wouldn't have the shame to do such a thing."

"You have to understand that some people are born to be actors and they just have to make a living, just like them."

Yan Ci nodded in agreement, "I have a hunch that if these things are released as expansion packs to warm up, they will definitely attract a lot of attention."

"Inevitably, the audience is curious and likes to see these abnormal things."

"You are lying!"

While the two were talking, a discordant voice sounded from the surrounding audience.

I found that the person speaking was the bald man just now.

"You say I'm a liar?"

Yan Fang said calmly.

"Martial arts is martial arts. It's not as exaggerated as you guys acted. It's like I was electrocuted. This is too fake."

"You are not a member of my Yan Family Taiji Sect, so naturally you will not understand the mysteries. If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself."

"Just give it a try. Today, on behalf of everyone, I want to expose your conspiracy."

The bald man walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Yan Fang.

"I have been practicing Wing Chun for several years. Although I haven't practiced for many years, I still have some skills. Let's make some gestures. I want to see if you have real skills."

Yan Fang waved her hand and said calmly:

"If you really fight me, you will suffer a loss, and you will easily become disabled. This is not good. We can change the method."

"In what way?"

Yan Fang stretched out her hand, "Put your palm on my hand. As long as you can hold on for ten seconds, I will count you as the winner."

"Really or not? Just put it up?"

"That's right!" Yan Fang said confidently:

"If you can persist, I will quit this festival and never practice Tai Chi again."

"Okay, this is what you said."

The bald man put his hand on Yan Fang's palm.

But as soon as he put it on, his expression changed, his body kept twitching, and his posture was weird, as if he was possessed.

"Is this okay?" Yan Ci asked in astonishment, "Please?"
Chapter completed!