The First Saint of Dan Dao

"Five hundred thousand taels?" Qin He looked at Xie Zhang, his tone full of resentment.

Suddenly, Qin He's body stiffened, and a frightening aura locked onto him. It seemed that if he resisted, he would be killed on the spot.

"Five hundred thousand is fine. It will be considered as apology for offending your bank!" Seeing that the situation was not good, an elder of the Qin family immediately stepped forward to accept the offer.

Qin He felt his body relax and slumped in the chair, his clothes on the back already soaked.

Everyone's eyes fell on Tang Yan. Qin He's matter had been dealt with, and it seemed that Young Master Tang only had a few thousand taels of silver left.

Qin He, who originally planned to leave, decided to watch Tang Yan make a fool of himself for a while. After all, he couldn't be the only one embarrassed.

"Mr. Tang..." Xie Zhang looked at Tang Yan with complicated eyes. To be honest, he was very curious about the young man in front of him. Although this guy was very rash in his first bid, his performance just now was not as stupid as the rumors said.

And because of this guy, Tianbao earned more than one million taels of silver.

"The Tang family has always respected your bank, how could they ignore your rules? If no one bids..." Tang Yan smiled and took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, handed it to Zi Yun and said, "Check it out."

Seeing Tang Yan's arrogant look, Zi Yun was furious and almost slapped him to the ground. This kid is so arrogant that he can't tell the difference between a big king and a small king!

He suppressed his anger, took the banknotes handed to him by Tang Yan, and counted them quickly.

Although she appeared obedient, Ziyun had already decided in her heart that she would not let this kid off easily tonight!

Seeing Zi Yunzhen helping him count the money, Tang Yan finally felt relieved.

Although this girl appears cold on the surface, she is generally reasonable.

"Sensible!" Tang Yan praised with a smile.

"It is my daughter's blessing to be able to work for the young master!" Ziyun raised her delicate face and added with a forced smile.

Tang Yan's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he couldn't help but shiver.

I think I've been pretending a bit too much!

……

After paying the banknote and taking the "Thousand Mountains Fist" scroll, Tang Yan bowed and expressed his gratitude.

Everyone in the auction hall felt like they were in a dream for a moment.

The biggest winner this time seems to be Tang Yan, the big loser they initially thought he was?

When Tang Yan really took out so much money, Qin He felt like a huge stone was pressing down on his chest. He was the eldest son of the Qin family, one of the top three young men in Yuncheng, but he was fooled by Tang Yan, a playboy!

Where should I put my face?

Tang Yan didn't care about Qin He's thoughts. At this moment, he just wanted to escape back to the Tang family and find a place to hide. I'm afraid it will be difficult to fool Ziyun into thinking that he asked her to collect some money today.

After leaving the auction house, Tang Yan headed towards the Tang family. Zi Yun looked at Tang Yan's cowardly look, snorted slightly, and quickly followed him.

It was late at night and there was no one on the street.

Suddenly, a breath locked onto him. Tang Yan's keen intuition instantly captured this breath. Startled, he performed the Phantom Step without hesitation, and passed by with one toe rubbing against his butt.

Tang Yan was shocked. This crazy woman was indeed narrow-minded.

"Miss Zi, I'll go back and make your bed first!"

Without any pause, he used all of his Phantom Steps and ran towards the Tang family.

"Coward! Where are you running to!" Seeing Tang Yan actually running away, Zi Yun cursed angrily and started to chase after Tang Yan.

After all, the Phantom Step was a superb step that Tang Yan brought from China. He ran without stopping all the way, like a ghost shuttling on the road. Zi Yun had already used 80% of her strength to chase him, but it was still difficult to close the distance with Tang Yan.

"You run pretty fast!" Tang Yan's avoidance of the question aroused Zi Yun's anger. She no longer hid her high-level Xuan-level strength. Her figure turned into a meteor and quickly rushed towards Tang Yan.

"boom!"

"Ouch——"

"Boom!"

“Ahhhh——”

In the quiet night, the sounds of fighting and screams continued to be heard.

When the two arrived at the Tang family, Ziyun tidied her clothes with satisfaction and returned to the courtyard gracefully. The moment she entered the door, she turned her head to look at Tang Yan, whose nose and face were swollen, raised the corner of her mouth, and walked in proudly.

Tang Yan walked into his room with a sad face, secretly cursing himself for being so impulsive and asking this female villain for some money?

In fact, ever since Zi Yun's strength reached the first level of the Xuan Rank, Tang Yan had been beaten by Zi Yun. Tang Yan was also prepared and refined three bottles of healing medicine.

After returning to the room, I took out the pills and swallowed them. My aching body finally felt better.

Fortunately, Zi Yun was quite careful when she attacked, only choosing to attack those places with more flesh, which only made Tang Yan feel incomparable pain but did not cause any substantial damage.

After feeling better, Tang Yan couldn't wait to take out the scroll of Qianshan Fist from his arms.

Tang Yan quickly practiced the Qianshan Fist and was overjoyed. Although the power of this fist was far inferior to the Flame Explosion Palm that his mother had left him, the requirements for the practitioner were much lower, making it very suitable for him to practice at this stage.

After reading this set of boxing techniques three times, Tang Yan did not show a look of sudden enlightenment as he had imagined. Instead, he frowned and looked extremely puzzled.

At first, Tang Yan, like the people from Tianbao Auction House, thought that this set of martial arts was a fragment, but based on his rich experience, he felt that this set of martial arts was not as simple as he had imagined.

This scroll of Qianshan Fist only records two moves, and the punch in the latter move is much more powerful than the former. However, after the second punch, it seems to be the ending punch, but in Tang Yan's eyes, this ending is very similar to the starting position of the second punch.

"Since it is named Qianshan Fist, this set of martial arts should have more than just two moves. There should be at least many punches to match the name." Tang Yan kept muttering to himself. Suddenly, Tang Yan's eyes focused.

The general framework of this second move is based on the first move, but it adds some changes to the force generated on the basis of the first move, so that the power of the second punch can borrow the inertia and residual force of the first move to produce even stronger power!

After realizing this, Tang Yan's heart suddenly became active.

If you can connect the second move with the first move, you can then throw the third punch, the fourth punch...

If it can really succeed, then the person who designed this set of martial arts must be a martial arts genius.

After thinking this through, Tang Yan was no longer sleepy. He opened the door and walked out, standing in the middle of the courtyard.

Recalling the moves of Qianshan Fist in his mind, Tang Yan took a breath of true energy, stepped forward with his left foot, shouted softly, and swung his right fist forward fiercely with a whistling gust of wind.

"Bang!" A dull explosion sounded.

After the first punch, Tang Yan did not stop, but threw the second punch with a wave of his hand.

"Bang!" There was another dull sound, but this time it was louder, and the amplitude of the surrounding air was much more violent than before.

At this time, Tang Yan still did not stop.

The third punch was thrown forward quickly according to the idea that had been figured out before.