The Immortal Lord of the Reborn City Arrives

The basement covers an extremely large area, about 2,000 square meters.

In the middle is a huge ring, illuminated by countless spotlights.

Around the ring, hundreds of seats were arranged on a staircase, and the audience shouted at the ring like crazy.

I'm afraid that the player they pressed will lose, and their money will be completely wasted.

In the center of the ring, a muscular man is fighting with a small man as light as a swallow.

Now it has become a one-sided situation, and although the little man is athletic, he was caught by a muscular man and came to a fatal blow.

Alas, it's just a horizontal practice of kung fu.

Lin Fan shook his head with some disappointment, not finding the martial artist he was expecting.

"Mr. Lin, this way, please!"

Kuroko gestured to the right, and Lin Fan followed him down the long steps to a luxuriously furnished room.

Through the outermost layer of glass, the picture of the boxing match below can be seen unobstructed.

On the wall, there is also a huge TV curtain wall, and countless cameras send back high-definition images, which is very ornamental.

It's a great place to watch the game.

In the middle of the room, there was a large round table with all kinds of delicacies, and Wu Bingxiong was sitting there, talking to the people around him.

Beside him, there was an old man with gray temples, who looked to be in his fifties, but the old man was in good spirits and did not look tired at all.

Beside the old man, there was also a middle-aged man in a tunic who seemed to be the old man's apprentice, serving tea and water beside him, for fear of neglecting his master.

Seeing Lin Fan come in, the other five or six thugs in the room tensed up and trembled.

The loss they suffered on Lin Fan last time is still fresh in their memories until now.

This seemingly thin high school boy is unambiguous when he fights.

When Wu Bingxiong saw Lin Fan, he hurriedly stood up and said

, "Mr. Xiaolin has arrived, come on, come and take a seat, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Lin Fan didn't say anything, smiled and nodded, and slowly sat down.

Seeing this, the old man beside Wu Bingxiong frowned slightly.

Just now he heard Wu Bingxiong say that he was going to introduce him to a distinguished guest in the evening, but he just said that he was young, but he didn't expect that he would be a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school boy.

From him, the old man couldn't feel any breath of cultivating martial arts, and he didn't know what routines and methods this kid used, even Wu Bingxiong, who was both black and white, was coaxed.

As soon as Lin Fan sat down, Wu Bingxiong introduced:

"Both of you are my Wu Bingxiong's distinguished guests, let me introduce you to each other." This is Li Baige, the owner of our Qinglan City Mowei Martial Arts Hall, who has been practicing martial arts for many years, and is now a martial artist, and is a figure that everyone knows in our Qinglan City.

This gentleman's name is Wu Zheng, he is Master Li's senior apprentice, he has been practicing martial arts with his master for more than ten years, and his kung fu is even more superb.

Wu Bingxiong came down as soon as he got down, and although Li Baige's face was silent, he was very useful in his heart.

Then Wu Bingxiong looked at Lin Fan, thought about it and thought:

"This Mr. Xiaolin, although he is young, he has extremely high skills, and I, the number one general under him, Heizi, are not his opponents. Today, I invite a few people, mainly so that everyone can get to know each other and take care of each other in the future. "

The more he is at the top, the more intertwined the chain of interests is, and the ability to move among the interests of all parties is also the biggest reliance on Wu Bingxiong's achievements today.

He invited Lin Fan and Li Baige to watch the boxing match today, also to please the two and enhance each other's feelings, maybe someone will be able to use it in the future.

Secondly, Wu Bingxiong has another purpose......

After the incident of Haoting No. 1 last time, he secretly investigated Lin Fan many times, but he didn't get any useful information.

Lin Fan was like a martial artist who appeared out of thin air, and he had never found out where he had ever excelled before.

Even so, Wu Bingxiong didn't dare to slack off, the death oppression that Lin Fan brought him that night was real.

He also heard that some unborn families, from time to time there will be a demon born out of nowhere, in case of provoking this kind of person, then he will not have enough lives in the future to die.

After Wu Bingxiong's introduction, Wu Zheng, a middle-aged man beside Li Baige, had some disdain in his eyes.

In his opinion, a mere high school student has no trace of martial arts true spirit, what qualifications do he have to sit with him, just flashy fists and embroidered legs.

He poured a cup of tea and said

, "I don't know Mr. Kobayashi, which line of teacher is it?"

Lin Fan smiled indifferently:

"There is no door and no faction!" "

So, Mr. Xiaolin's ability is not obtained out of thin air?"

Wu Zheng put down the teacup in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Take the sky as a teacher, don't dare to disobey!" As

soon as the words fell, Li Baige beside Wu Zheng looked pale.

If you take Heaven as your teacher, then wouldn't this Great Xia Kingdom be your disciples and grandchildren except for God?

Although Li Baige didn't speak, he glanced at Wu Zheng, and he immediately realized:

"It is said that there is no first in Wen and no second in martial arts, we are all martial arts cultivators, and today is a boxing match, if we don't show our hands, won't we lose today's atmosphere?"

Wu Zheng picked up a cup beside him, poured a full cup of tea, hugged his fists and said

, "Mr. Xiaolin, it's ugly, this cup of tea respects you."

With a flick of his right hand, the teacup spun rapidly, like a spinning top, flew over the table and landed steadily in front of Lin Fan.

"Good kung fu!" Wu

Bingxiong cheered.

Just Wu Zheng's hand just now, if the strength is too big, the teacup will inevitably break and shatter; if the strength is small, the teacup will inevitably fall in mid-air, all of which must be handled just right.

If you don't have more than ten years of hard work, this method can't be used at all, after all, the true qi of martial arts is very difficult to control.

Looking at the teacup in front of him, Lin Fan's heart was stable and he couldn't make the slightest ripple.

"The tea is a bit hot and needs to be cooled before drinking.

Listening to Lin Fan's words, Li Baige and Wu Zheng laughed in their hearts:

What's the matter, you kid is at this level?

At such a young age, you came out to swagger and deceive, and the warrior's meal is not something that anyone can eat.

Just when they were about to see Lin Fan's jokes, they suddenly saw Lin Fan's right hand slowly caressing the teacup, and then the palm was up, and the thumb pressed the middle finger like a flower, and flicked it gently:

"Get up!"

Suddenly, they saw the water in the teacup in front of Lin Fan's eyes, like a water snake circling up.

When the water completely left the teacup, Lin Fan, who clenched his fists lightly, suddenly spread his five fingers and said:

"Scatter!"

Everyone heard a "whoosh", and the water flow in mid-air instantly dispersed, transforming into a crystal peacock with an open screen in the air, accompanied by the curling water vapor, which was very spectacular.

In the room, whether it was Wu Bingxiong or Li Baige's master and apprentice, as well as the bodyguards around him, they were all completely stupid.

Martial arts methods, can you still use them like this?

When the water vapor dissipated, Lin Fan's index finger lightly hooked:

"Return!"

The water in mid-air turned into a trickle again, and landed steadily in the teacup in front of him.

He picked it up and took a sip:

"Boss Wu, this tea is good." "