Lord of the Divine Show

suburbs.

The White Ape Martial Arts Gym looks small in scale and in a remote location.

On the martial arts training ground, a thin and energetic old man sat on the Taishi chair with a golden sword, playing with a purple sand teapot in his hand, taking a sip from time to time and urging the two young people to practice: "Asang, Xiaobo, we are here The white ape strength of a school is to stand up and stand up, to stand up alive. Kung fu is dead, people are alive. When you stand here, your energy and blood are like a monkey, the heart ape! To surrender the heart ape is After subduing your own energy and blood, you can hold the elixir..."

"Master, we can't do it anymore."

Xiaobo and Asang barely maintained the same posture for a long time, then suddenly fell to the ground wailing, their faces all red.

"Sigh... people now eat much better than before, and there are many kinds of nutritional medicines. You all follow the best configuration. Your body has met the requirements, but your spirit, tsk tsk, is far worse than the ancients."

The old man shook his head repeatedly and looked at the door suddenly.

"Martial arts master, White Ape Liu San?"

Zhong Shenxiu strode in, followed by Luo Xiaoqing.

Since the last time he played in the gym and got a little bit of sweetness from Tianxiu, he would definitely lead the broadcaster in this kind of private competition.

As for public competitions, they are naturally broadcast by television stations, so there is no need for them.

"it's me!"

The old man took a sip of tea and suddenly smiled: "If you're not here to become a disciple, are you here to compete?"

"If you want to compete in the gym, you must pass our level first."

Xiaobo jumped up immediately, but his legs were shaking, as if he would fall down when the wind blew.

The White Ape Stake just now was too much of a drain on his physical strength, and he was now like a soft-footed shrimp.

"My name is Hua Wu. I am here mainly for the recommendation letter from the Martial Arts Association. I wonder if Master can help?" Zhong Shenxiu said honestly and politely.

"I asked my master to write a letter of recommendation, and you still have this attitude." Asang suddenly felt unhappy: "I'm dreaming..."

"Eh!"

Liu San stood up and shook his head slowly: "Asang, don't underestimate the guest. My friend, I'm old. I can't fight and I don't want to fight. How about Wen Dou, come and lend a hand."

He stretched out his right hand. The palm was old and thin, and its surface was wrinkled like old tree bark.

"also."

Zhong Shenxiu thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, stretched out one hand, and held the two hands together.

As soon as he made contact, he felt all kinds of force surge from the opponent's palm, trying to fly him away.

‘I’m not really good at playing with strength. ’

Zhong Shenxiu complained in his heart, no matter how much strength you exerted, he was just a blast of bone-chilling energy rushing over.

Strength, speaking of it, is the subtle strength emanating from the body.

Blood energy is the power brought by transporting blood and exercising muscles.

Although these two powers are very powerful for ordinary people, they can only be considered average for true energy.

The simplest example is that even if one's strength is practiced to the transformation level and reaches the legendary 'internal strength', one can only hit the ball three inches in the air at most!

As for the innate warrior who has cultivated his true qi, once his innate true qi is fully developed, his true qi can be released three feet outward!

A ruler is longer and an inch is shorter.

Three feet of true energy, even if it is made into an innate weather wall, it is enough!

Therefore, the result of this Liu San and Zhong Shenxiu boxing match is obvious.

Snapped!

As soon as the figure flashed, Liu San flew out and collapsed on the Taishi chair, with a look of confusion and disbelief on his face: "This... is this... what kind of special strength?"

‘This old man’s thinking is rigid and he only thinks about Qi, blood and strength. ’

Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes, cupped his fists and said, "I agree."

In fact, this old man is very good at fighting. Even when he joined hands just now, the blood elixir in the opponent's body had not exploded yet.

Once he breaks out with all his strength, this old man is probably a little stronger than Lan Wangchuan, and he is worthy of being a true martial artist!

"There are talents in the world from generation to generation..." Liu San's eyes lit up: "Friend Hua, what are you practicing?"

"Bone Grappler."

Zhong Shenxiu answered.

Liu San walked around for a few times, seeming to have made up his mind: "If you win, you can have the signboard of my martial arts school, but I can't give you this letter of recommendation."

'oh? I didn’t expect that this old man didn’t have a bad heart. ’

Zhong Shenxiu nodded secretly.

If it had been before meeting Uncle Niu and knowing that the Martial Arts Association had a shady story, Liu San's answer would have only made people feel that he was suppressing those who failed to advance, but now, it was meant to protect him.

"Don't worry, I'm very interested in the test of a formal martial artist."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled.

"It seems that you know something, and you are right. After practicing martial arts to this level, you know a little bit..." Liu San touched his beard: "But you still can't give...a formal martial artist, and the one-year recommendation quota is not enough." There is only one, and I have already given it to someone else.”

"That's right, I'm sorry to bother you."

Zhong Shenxiu turned around and left.

In fact, even if he gets a letter of introduction, he still has to play in the competition.

How could you miss such a spectacular event?

As for what would happen to a formal martial artist, he didn't ask because he knew Liu San wouldn't tell.

"Ahhhh..."

After walking out of the door, Luo Xiaoqing next to her was speechless: "You punched twice like you did last time. Now the fans say it's boring and ugly... We suffered a loss this time. Not only were there less rewards, I also lost a lot." pink."

Zhong Shenxiu rolled his eyes: "Then what do you want? Do you want me to beat the old man and live broadcast it for you? Where has your moral integrity gone?"

"Things like that have been thrown away a long time ago."

Luo Xiaoqing answered seriously.

But even though she said that, she still followed Zhong Shenxiu without hesitation, and there was a faint conversation:

"Oops... I forgot to ask him to treat me to dinner. I haven't received the big meal for today yet."

"Hua, please listen clearly to me. No matter how stupid I am, I will not be deceived by you a second time!"

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Seeing Zhong Shenxiu leaving, Asang said: "This man is so young, and he actually has the strength of a martial arts master. He is so powerful..."

Xiaobo nodded: "In the future, I will become an official martial artist like my master."

Snapped!

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Sanyi slapped him on the head: "If you want to become like him, you should practice hard for another ten years... Moreover, our White Ape Sect can only produce one official martial artist in a generation. This It’s a rule.”

Liu San's expression was very serious.

"Why? How well paid a formal martial artist is. Just like you, master, you do nothing and still get a seven-digit annual salary every year..."

Xiaobo held his head, very puzzled.

Liu San has always disliked doing commercial performances, and he accepts apprentices just as he wants, without charging tuition. If it weren't for the support of the Martial Arts Association, the White Ape Martial Arts School would have closed down long ago.

I just don't know why, while the master urges them to practice martial arts hard, he doesn't allow them to aspire to the martial arts association.

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