Panther Commando

The old man heard this kid's question and knew that this kid thought he was a senior from Tai Chi Sect. He looked at the other party and replied coldly, "Bunny, you don't deserve to know my sect!" He raised his hands and struck a set of punches.

The figure of the old man was very fast, moving left and right between the small arenas, raising his fists and feet with the sound of "huhu", and in a blink of an eye he had finished a standard set of Wudang Fuhu Fist.

The boy sitting opposite looked at the old man's suddenly still body, and he shouted in astonishment, "Are you a senior of the Wudang School?"

The boy looked at the old man with a face full of astonishment as he played this set of boxing techniques he had never seen before. He already knew in his heart that today he met a martial arts senior who was extremely talented and rare, and he finally paid a heavy price for his arrogance and domineering!

When the apprentices under the ring saw their master spitting blood and hanging his head, they were shocked and thought that the master had died. These boys jumped up to the ring and shouted, "Master!"

After the old man finished a set of Wanjia boxing, he looked up at the group of tattooed **** and roared: "Get off, you **** are not qualified to enter the ring!" In the roar, the old man suddenly raised his right palm to strike forward. out.

In a fierce palm wind, the boys who had just jumped onto the ring flew towards the grass behind. The onlookers shouted in astonishment: "What a strong internal force!" "Which old senior is this?"

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the old man stepped to the edge of the ring. He bent down and patted the unconscious boy's chest a few times. He followed the boy with one hand and crawls the boy to the ground like he was throwing garbage. A few boys threw away.

The old man looked at the group of dirt-covered **** and shouted angrily: "Little bastards, your master is still alive, take him back to old age, he can no longer rely on this martial arts to become a villain. Get out! Let me see you relying on martial arts to hurt people, and I will let you stay here forever!"

The cold voice of the old man was like a steel knife stuck in the hearts of a few boys who had just climbed up from the ground. They hugged the flying master with ashes on their faces, and carried the boy whose leg was broken. He turned around and ran towards the cars behind him.

They have already understood that the old man has already abolished the martial arts of their master. If their disciples and grandchildren speak rudely again, I am afraid that their martial arts will also be abolished by this superb master.

The onlookers looked coldly at the boys who fled in embarrassment, and the crowd followed around the ring. One of the boys clasped his fists, looked at the old man on the stage and asked loudly, "Good fight, so happy! The old senior has unparalleled power, which old senior are you from?" All the people around looked up at the old man.

The old man of the Wan family looked away from the backs of the boys. He did not directly answer the question of the young man, but looked at the audience with his fists folded and replied with a serious look: "Practicing martial arts is to protect the family, protect the country, and keep fit. , not for the sake of being brave and ruthless, oppressing the good, let alone selling the souls of our martial arts practitioners for a mere amount of money!"

When the old man said this, he raised his arm and pointed at the boys who fled in embarrassment and continued: "Martial arts will never end, don't think that you are invincible after practicing martial arts for many years. Otherwise, they are us. example."

He then retracted his arms, clasped his fists, looked at the young man who had just asked the question, and said, "All martial arts in China have their own unique skills. No matter which martial arts you are practicing, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will achieve success. This old man has lived in the mountains and forests for a long time. The sect is not well-known, and no one knows about it, thank you for your help just now."

After he finished speaking, the old man suddenly stood up from the ground, jumping over the guard rope that was about half a person's height beside the ring, and landed beside the two masters as lightly as a fallen leaf, he said in a low voice, "Miaozhen, Nian Ci, let's go, this kind of martial arts competition is messed up, don't watch it." The old man followed Lingyu and Xiaomin, turned and walked to the side of his two cars.

At this time, the people who had been watching from the other arenas had already gathered, and everyone was silent when they heard the old man's sincere words. They looked at the back of the old man leaving, and suddenly applauded vigorously.

Hearing the applause from behind, the old man turned around and clasped his fists in a salute to everyone, followed by the two masters and quickened their pace towards the two off-road vehicles.

At this time, Wan Lin and Ye Feng had been secretly monitoring the three strong foreigners in the distance. At this moment, they suddenly saw that the two foreigners were about to lift their feet and walk towards them with light in their eyes.

At this moment, their companion suddenly reached out and grabbed the arms of the two of them. He then whispered a few words to the two of them, and the three of them suddenly turned around and walked quickly towards the forest on the side of the hill.

When Wan Lin saw these three leave, he immediately realized that the other party was shocked by the old man's superb martial arts, but they saw that the old man was old and said what he just said, so these people knew that the old man would definitely not Selling his martial arts for a mere small amount of money, let alone letting his disciples participate in this competition.

Wan Lin pondered for a moment as he watched the three foreigners leave, then he whispered to Ye Feng and Qian Bin who were standing beside him: "The foreigners who have been watching here have left, do you need anything here? Can we help?"

Ye Feng replied immediately: "No, our people are already closely monitoring their movements~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When Xiaohua comes back, you can leave here. By the way, where do you live and you won't be going back today? In the evening, Lao Qian and I will visit the old man."

Wan Lin heard Ye Feng's question and replied in a low voice, "We are staying at the monkey's house in the town today. I can't tell the exact location. Let the monkey tell you." He looked at the monkey and called, "Monkey. ."

The monkey standing by the side hurried over, Wan Lin said in a low voice, "Monkey, tell Director Qian the location of your home." After saying that, he turned around and hugged Xiaohua who was flying over from the side. , Xiaohua then raised her right paw and pointed to the middle of the forest on the side, and then made a few more gestures.

Wan Lin nodded, raised his hand and stroked Xiaohua's hairy head, he followed and said to Ye Feng: "Xiaohua reports, Wang Hu has been taken into that forest, there are still a group of people in the forest, are we going to scout at night? one time?"

Qian Bin immediately replied: "No, I was close to the forest last night. I know the exact location. You take the old man back first. After I pass with Ye Ju in the evening, let's touch the situation again."

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