Martial King’s Retired Life

Make a difference. "

To be honest, I only let you two hands, I already feel very bullied ...

"Yes!" Tang Yan glared angrily, "You're letting me! I don't need you to let me, I'm seriously challenging you."

"It doesn't make much difference if you don't let it. It's just the hands and legs ..."

"Don't say such nonsense !!!"

Tang Yan gathered his energy, his left arm was red, this time he poured all the blood yang into one arm. I was going to compress the destructive force with a full blow.

"It's true, if you don't do your best, I won't forgive you!"

I still raised my leg and blocked the punch with my foot: "Young man, young, don't hang deathly on your mouth." I retracted my feet slightly, and moved gently back and forth several times.

Suddenly Tang Yue trembled all over his body, with seven more shoe marks on his face.

"You just died seven times."

Tang Yan trembled, his head dropped suddenly.

I still resisted his fist: "You are in good physical condition. You practice harder than me and you are more talented than me. In the future, I won't stop there. I have seen many people in the past who have goals and capabilities, but sometimes, It's too anxious. "

"... I can't help but be impatient. This is my only way." Tang Yan roared, and his whole body strength improved sharply, which was the result of his forcibly improving his strength. It's a bit like no one's self, but it's certainly not as efficient as martial arts when it comes to demonism. But the consequences are still serious.

"If it's true, you must teach me, unless you beat me! I don't believe you don't need your hands."

The figure of Tang Yan flashed away, and the negligence flashed to my back, and he shot it with a slam in his palm.

However, this palm was still empty. Before that, I flashed back to him.

I kicked him again behind his back. Tang Yan once again took on the role of a ground gourd, rolling shamefully far away.

The streets were silent and I was speechless for a while.

"..."

"..."

I yawned and said boringly, "If you say yes, please drink a year of wine."

"Why?" Tang Yan was kicked away by my kick, and was unable to fight again. He couldn't lie on his face and buried his face on the ground. "... Why do you have such martial arts, but you have no name on the rivers and lakes?"

"For some reason." I looked at the sky casually. "Aren't you not famous?"

"Yes, you're right. Everyone has their own reasons." Tang Yan still didn't get up, he said firmly: "I figured it out. I never knew how I should work hard. Now I have decided, I am The only goal of the six doors is to defeat you. Before that day comes, I would like to ask you more advice, Brother Ming. "

"Well ... isn't this pretty good?" Does it mean I'm taking the younger brother?

"Then don't say so much, go back now, it's almost dawn. I'm sleepy."

I went out three steps, but saw Tang Yan still lying on the ground.

"What are you doing? Touch porcelain?"

"No."

Tang Yan's tone remained calm: "Can you come and help me. I just took that kick and my waist flickered."

I:"……"

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