Super Treasure Hunter

Just when the young man finally couldn't hold it back, and planned to take two steps back to get some breathing time, the Dragon Pavilion Master did not let go of this good opportunity.

Pushing hard every step of the way, he didn't give the young man a chance to get a gap, he stopped in an instant, and slapped the opponent's chest heavily.

The young man was already on the verge of exhaustion, and immediately collapsed completely after hitting this blow. The tense momentum quickly wilted, vomiting a mouthful of blood, and took more than a few steps back.

The outcome is determined!

The young man from the cold country retreated to the edge of the ring, knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his mouth was full of blood.

Everyone in the martial arts hall burst into cheers like a tsunami.

"Won!"

"Finally won! Haha, I want to see how these cold people are still screaming in front of us!"

As long as you are not blind, you can see how far the owner of the Dragon Pavilion is from the young man in that cold country.

So although they didn't take the opponent out of the ring, everyone had already determined that the Lord Dragon Pavilion had won the competition.

But after taking two steps forward, the lord of Dragon Pavilion suddenly changed his mind and sighed: "It was originally just a martial arts exchange, but you guys are aggressive. The victory or defeat has been determined. I don't want to hurt you, so I will step down. Right!"

The lord of the dragon hall turned around and walked towards everyone in the martial arts hall.

But that was the time he had just turned around, the young man who was originally languid and gasping had a sullen smile on his face.

Afterwards, he didn't know where his strength came from, and he shot away suddenly, like a cheetah. The owner of the Dragon Pavilion just noticed that the young man's kick had hit the back of the owner of the Dragon Pavilion!

"Master, be careful!"

"Be careful, the owner!"

Taekwondo, the heaviest kung fu on the legs, if you are kicked with this full kick on the body, it will definitely not end well!

Everyone reminded them, but it was too late. The Dragon Pavilion Master had no time to turn his head, and then he was kicked off the ring by the force of that kick.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master Long!"

Everyone shouted in exclamation and hurriedly surrounded him, only to see that the corner of the dragon hall master's mouth was covered with blood, and his breath was a little weaker, obviously suffering from serious injuries.

But he still raised a hand and said weakly: "I'm fine..."

As soon as he said this sentence, another mouthful of blood was spit out, and the clothes were completely dyed red.

A disciple stood up with great anger, and shouted at the group of cold people: "How can you be so mean! It is obvious that the owner of the museum does not want to hurt people, so you are actually making a plot! Don't you have a little bottom line!"

The middle-aged man in charge of Han Guo stood up and smiled faintly: "According to the rules, as long as people haven't got off the ring, the outcome is still undivided. You are not vigilant. No wonder we are."

Everyone in the martial arts hall had red eyes at this time, and each sighed and wanted to make a move, but they had to face a fact.

That is, their strength is indeed inferior to each other, even if they are together, I am afraid there is no big chance of winning.

The crowd lifted the seriously injured Dragon Pavilion Master onto the chair. After a while, the Dragon Pavilion Master sighed and said: "No matter what they said is not wrong, we lost."

"Master, they are secretly calculating, they can't count!"

Everyone said with red eyes.

"Haha, it's really eye-opening!" Another person on the cold country side humiliated and said: "It turns out that Huaguo's martial arts is such a fist embroidered leg!"

"What do you say is profound and profound! It's not just a performance project that can only be shown to people by playing monkeys! Really used in actual combat, it is my cold country's martial arts!"

"I'm so ridiculous, why did I complain about the sneak attack after losing? If you lose, you lose!"

Everyone in the martial arts hall clenched their fists, with red eyes, wishing to rush to fight a battle now.

As for the president's class, everyone was silent. No one thought that this would be the result today.

The middle-aged man led by the cold country stood up and said: "Well, according to the rules, this plaque in your martial arts gym should also belong to us."

The Lord Long Pavilion remained silent and did not speak.

A group of people from the cold country wanted to take down the plaque.

The middle-aged man seemed to think of something and said, "By the way, there is one more thing. From now on, everybody in your martial arts gym will say, Hua Guo martial arts is not as good as our Han Guo martial arts!"

The owner of the Dragon Pavilion frowned and said, "I never said that there are such rules!"

The middle-aged man in the cold country laughed and said, "I added one temporarily, what? Isn't this true? I just want more people to know it!"

The lord of the Dragon Pavilion sighed, as if he was ten years old. After today, he is destined to be unable to hold his head up in front of this group of cold people. Not only that, but he will also affect the Chinese martial arts and be insulted by these shameless guys!

But... he still has no choice but to say that if he hasn't been injured yet, this injury is destined to be unable to stop this group of cold people today.

At this moment, the middle of the week shook his head and stood up. It seemed that he still had to do it himself. Of course, it was not this martial arts gym, but the Chinese martial arts, and could not be so insulted.

Although the people in this martial arts hall are very annoying, but things have developed to this point, he can't tolerate him to sit and watch.

However, this body in the middle of the week is particularly eye-catching among the presidents.

Especially in the middle of the week, he said: "Who said that my Chinese martial arts, no one can represent it?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of people in the cold country paused, but before they could say anything, a group of people in the martial arts hall frowned.

"This round will have you to come and get ahead? Hurry up and sit back for me!" Chen Kai said grumpily. Of course he couldn't understand these cold people, but even he had nothing to do. This guy named Zhou Zhong still thought. Be in the limelight at this time? He is even more uncomfortable.

The owner of the Dragon Pavilion also frowned and said, "I have my own remedy for this matter. You are such a guy who doesn't understand martial arts, so don't make trouble here!"

Chen Kai continued: "Cao Shao, this is the person you brought, so don't you take care of it? If there is a trouble, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Cao Xinglong sneered at Zhou Zhong: "Chen Shao, don't be angry. This guy is lacking in his brain and always likes to brag about the limelight. Don't worry, this guy is just talking about it. Let him face that. People from the cold country, still can't scare the urine out?"

Xue Kai also said mockingly: "That's right, he just speaks and works well, come on! Why aren't you doing it? It's really a laugh, and you are worthy of representing Chinese martial arts? Then we Hua You really want to lose the face of Chinese martial arts!"