Super Treasure Hunter

"Wait!" At this moment, the Dragon Pavilion Master finally got up slowly.

"Why, your martial arts skills are inferior to humans, what else can you say? Is it because you want to make mistakes?" Among the cold people opposite, the middle-aged man in charge of the team slowly spoke, his words full of mockery .

The Dragon Pavilion Master shook his head and said: "I don't know what you said earlier, as long as our martial arts team wins the next game, it will be counted as we win, whether we still count."

The cold country boy who took the first shot laughed and said, "Of course! But, can you do it? I guess you have no one to fight, a bunch of waste!"

The faces of the people in the martial arts hall were very ugly, but they could only swallow their anger, because many people had suffered serious injuries.

On the other hand, Han Guo and his party are all relaxed and still have the power to fight.

The face of the lord of the Dragon Pavilion is also ugly, but he still endures his temper and looks at the middle-aged humane in charge of the cold country: "I challenge you! It is up to the two of us to make the final matchup!"

As soon as this remark came out, the whole house was shocked, because the master of the martial arts school would never make a move unless it was really resentful.

Because if even the master of the martial arts gym loses, then this martial arts gym really has no face, and whether it can be opened again becomes a question.

Therefore, this challenge of the Dragon Pavilion owner can be said to be a bet on the old fund. If you win, you will have no worries. If you lose, you will have nothing!

confidence? Of course not, it's just a Chinese martial arts, so you can't be slandered by others!

"Master..." The martial arts disciples beside the main dragon hall were a little excited.

The lord of the dragon hall just looked at the cold country man and said, "You dare to fight with me!"

However, the middle-aged man who led the team in Han Guo didn't move, and sneered: "Judging from the **** you taught, you are not worthy to fight with me."

"What did you say!" Hearing this, even if everyone in the martial arts hall was injured, they would fight against it desperately.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but a young man beside him stood up with a chuckle on his face and said: "My master is right. You want to challenge my master because of your weak strength? With my own strength, I can kill you!"

"you……!"

The martial arts disciples were furious, this is a humiliation to their master!

The owner of the Dragon Pavilion was naturally extremely angry, but he had nothing to say, because the current situation was like this.

The disciples in their martial arts team were all defeated, but the opponent all won, and the opponent had arrogant capital.

And the next sentence of the middle-aged man from the cold country made all the disciples in the martial arts extremely angry.

After he glanced contemptuously at the Master of the Dragon Pavilion, he turned his head and said to his disciple: "Spread lightly. After all, the other party is the master of the Pavilion. It is a senior. It would be no good if he was injured."

"Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely act lightly, so as not to hurt the senior of the museum owner!" The young man said with a smile on his face, among which the word "senior" bite particularly hard.

"Master, don't listen to their nonsense! A junior, what qualifications do you have to challenge you!"

Everyone in the martial arts hall was discouraged, because if the dragon hall master made a move, the opponent should be the middle-aged man from the cold country opposite, so what's the deal with sending a junior?

The Dragon Pavilion Master did not speak, and despite the persuasion of the people around him, he slowly walked to the ring.

In this competition, whether he wins or loses, it is destined to do more harm than good to him. He should have won it for granted. If it is not good, he will have a reputation for bullying.

If you lose, the fame of that life will be ruined here.

But now he is already riding a tiger. If he doesn't win another game, it is even more unacceptable to see this martial arts gym have to give away.

Therefore, the owner of the Dragon Pavilion chose to take the stage to fight this battle.

After stepping onto the stage, the lord of the Dragon Pavilion followed the rules and held his fists in salute.

The young man on the opposite side didn't do much. Instead, he looked at him mockingly and said, "If you hit a small one, the old one comes. I just don't know if you hit the old one, will an older one come? "

The lord of Longguan frowned slightly, but the young man continued: "But it doesn't matter. This time we are here, we are going to completely step on your Chinese martial arts! Let go!"

After all, the young man made a provocative gesture.

"This guy is too arrogant! Master, show him something awesome!"

"Yes, Master, let them know how powerful our Chinese martial arts are!"

Everyone under the ring cheered for the dragon hall master.

It's just that the voices of everyone are much quieter, because the two sides in the ring have already handed over.

A fact that made them even more difficult to accept is that, instead of being able to hold down the opponent to fight, the Lord of the Dragon Pavilion was suddenly inextricably inextricable.

If this were put on ordinary disciples, of course it would be a morale boost.

But... you know, this time, it's Dragon Pavilion Master! That is a long-established predecessor in the Chinese martial arts world!

And the opponent is only a young man in his early twenties!

Everyone held their breath and watched the situation change on the field with their hearts beating. It was obvious that the two sides hadn't kept their hands at all, it can be described as trying their best.

After watching for a while in the middle of the week, with his eyesight, he could naturally see more things in an instant.

This dragon hall master and the young people of that cold country are both good at opening and closing moves, so it creates the situation that is difficult to solve for the time being.

But as the so-called layman watch the excitement, the expert watch the doorway.

Mid-week is naturally an expert among the experts. Judging from the details of the two parties' shots, the owner of the Dragon Pavilion is obviously more comfortable, while the young man is becoming more and more unorganized.

Completely following the rhythm of the dragon hall master.

The victory should come out soon.

So in the middle of the week, he said lightly: "If there is nothing unexpected, the owner of the Dragon Pavilion should win."

Zhou Zhong felt that his evaluation should be the most pertinent, but it was particularly harsh in the ears of others.

Immediately, a martial arts disciple looked at Zhou Zhong in distraction, and said angrily: "Don't say anything cold here, of course my master will win! Need you to comment here?"

"Huh, what do you guys know? You don't know anything about what big garlic is here! Just look at it honestly, and see how our museum owner fixes these arrogant cold people!"

Zhou Zhong shook his head and did not speak. It is not a good habit to be so confident. You must know that what he said was "no surprises", but his fists are changing rapidly. Who can guarantee a 100% win?

The two sides on the field have reached the final stage, and the lord of the dragon hall is still punching, but the young man clearly has reached the point of exhaustion.