The whole scene was silent, and all the people looked at the old man with horror on their faces.
The old man is over a year old. The power of a fist is more like the power of a breeze. It can have such amazing power.
Beside Chen Yi, Lu Qingshu, Tang Linyu and others have been stunned.
Chen Yi is indifferent. He looks at the old man.
The old man''s training is skill, not absolute vigorous Qi.
Release, borrow, store!
The power of Guo Longjin''s first fist is released by the old man through rolling, and the second fist is combined with his own fist through Guo Longjin''s fist.
It can be said that the old man''s second fist seems as gentle as the wind, but in fact, it contains the power of Guo Longjin''s fist, plus the old man''s own soft power.
If it is said that Guo Longjin''s martial arts are not bad at Vajra, the old man''s skill is to use softness to break rigidity.
Since Chen Yi recovered his memory, he has had a lot of fights with the great master. This old man is the first one who has been able to practice so deeply.
"Lu family!" Chen Yi looks at LV fengjiang. He seems to remember something.
One hundred and three years ago, he went to the beach. At that time, it was a time of war and warlords of all countries were occupying the beach.
There was a ring competition, which seemed to be called Wuhuang ring. One of them crushed the strong of all countries with absolute strength. It was a bit wonderful.
Although the old man mastered the soft method, some details in his hand were similar to those of that man.
Chen Yi can clearly distinguish the two from each other.
"That one, it seems, is surnamed Lu?" Chen Yi smiles.
The old man beat Guo Longjin, who was famous in Xiaoxiang. All the leaders were shocked.
Wang Lipeng was even more furious. He looked at Guo Longjin, who was seriously injured and fell on the challenge arena, and said, "waste!"
Lu fengjiang took a look at Wang Lipeng and said, "Wang Lipeng, do you still want justice?"
Wang Lipeng''s face was extremely gloomy. Finally, he snorted angrily and sat back where he was.
The old man laughed in the octagonal cage, and he turned to go.
However, at this time, a strong wind, a few meters apart, will tear a square octagonal cage.
As soon as the old man''s face changed, he stepped on it and rolled out.
Even so, he was still scratched by the force of the blow and his sleeve cracked.
When the old man fell to the ground, if he had the strength of his feet, he stepped out four or five cloth after another, and his feet were full of cracks.
"Is it shameful to attack secretly?" Even Lu fengjiang couldn''t help but stand up. His eyes were full of anger.
The old man turned his head and looked around. He saw a man about 50 years old, wearing a white training suit, slowly closing his feet.
"It''s a quick reaction!" The middle-aged man had a stiff accent and said with a smile: "it seems that you should be the strongest in this challenge arena."
The old man''s eyes were solid, and he said slowly: "you are rash. What''s the meaning? Although it''s Bi Lei, it''s too rude to do so! "
"Rules!" With a laugh, he said with a trace of disdain: "the martial arts of China are still so pedantic. Martial arts are originally killing skills. How can we talk about the rules?"
When he stepped on it, he jumped up and landed on the octagonal cage with a dull roar.
His body is as loose as a pine, standing upright.
"Today, I''m here to see the martial arts of China. Chinese Kung Fu is famous all over the world, but I, park Yuzhen, don''t agree with it."
"Martial arts is a killing skill, and the winner is the king. You pedantic and conservative trash are also worthy of being martial arts?"
Park Yuzhen''s arrogant words, just a few words, almost angered all the martial arts strong people present.
"What are you talking about?"
"People of Silla, how dare you be so arrogant!"
"Wanton, my Chinese martial arts, is also what you can comment on!"
Many powerful people in martial arts rose up one after another, furious.
The old man''s face also showed a touch of cold light, "Park Yuzhen, are you from the park family in Silla?"
"Yes, exactly!" Park Yuzhen was not satisfied with the angry rebuke of many powerful people. He sneered: "I thought there could be some excellent people in the underground martial arts in the south of China, but I never thought that you trash could occupy the Nuo area. It''s really ridiculous!"
"If you think about the martial arts of Silla, you''ll be a hundred times better than yours!"
The old man''s eyes were chilly. Pu Yuzhen was so rampant that he almost wanted to trample on the martial arts of Jiangnan.
"Lu family, Feng Wen!"
He spoke four words slowly, shook his injured arm, and walked slowly to park Yuzhen.
"I''ll see the martial arts of Silla with this old bone!"
Then he walked slowly, like a leisurely walk.
Park Yu Zhen is to laugh a more, "good!"
When he looked at Feng Wen, he stepped out and crossed his feet. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Feng Wen.It is like a knife, cutting down from top to bottom.
Feng Wen stepped back slowly to avoid the sword, but a crack appeared on the ground of the challenge arena.
But before Feng Wen came back, the palm swept out.
Bang!
A slap directly in the face of the Feng Wen, the speed is too fast, even if the Feng Wen did not respond.
In a flash, there was a little blood floating on the challenge arena.
Feng Wen''s body flew out to one side. He almost flew out of the edge of the octagonal cage, and then he supported himself on the ground.
The whole ground can''t help sinking under his palm. It''s a relief. It can be seen that park Yuzhen has the power of a palm at hand.
Before Feng Wen could react, a white figure appeared in front of him.
Park Yuzhen''s foot is like a knife, kicking in front of Feng Wen''s chest.
Boom!
With the help of one foot, the upper part of his clothes were almost broken.
At the last moment, he put his hands in front of his chest. Even so, his arms were broken.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Wen, who had shocked people before, flew out of the octagonal cage and even crashed into the audience.
"Fenglao!"
Lu fengjiang''s face faded, and he rushed to the place where he was.
Park Yuzhen is laughing and standing on the octagonal cage, "this is the martial arts of China, ha ha, what a joke!"
"You don''t deserve to boast of martial arts. You are just a bunch of rubbish!"
Park Yuzhen''s voice spread slowly, and the men of all sides were angry.
"Don''t be wild!"
"Do it!"
A great master came out to attack Pu Yuzhen.
Park Yuzhen stood in the octagonal cage, with one punch, and his support was overwhelming.
Boom!
A master''s vigorous Qi was directly burst and he vomited blood.
More martial artists, even three or five great masters, flocked to the scene, but park Yuzhen was like a shadow.
Bang Bang
In just a few twenty breaths, park Yuzhen was surrounded by heavily wounded Chinese warriors.
Among them, there is no lack of great masters. When everyone saw the result, they all turned pale.
"To die!"
Finally, some big guys are angry. They are not good people. Some people directly take out their guns and shoot at Park Yuzhen.
Bang!
At the sound of a gun, park Yuzhen''s eyes were like thunder. He suddenly turned around, his body suddenly hung upside down, and his toes were aimed directly at the bullet.
Even before someone could see it clearly, park Yuzhen kicked the bullet back directly.
The big man who fired the gun screamed directly and sat down on the ground. There was a blood hole on his forehead. He had a few twitches and was no longer alive.
"Let me see who died!" Park Yuzhen is full of ridicule, his head is high, looking around the underground overlord.
"Who else is coming?"
Park Yuzhen stands aloof, standing here alone, if he wants to press the whole south of China.
Yun Moxuan, Wang Lipeng and others are more difficult to see the extreme face, but dare not move.
Feng asked at the moment, but he was seriously injured, and his mouth was bleeding.
"Miss two, don''t fight with him. He is The great master of Silla Feng Wen spoke weakly.
The martial arts of Silla is different from that of China. The true Qi is not exposed, but it is contained in the blood, the joints and the center of the body.
"Great master!" Lu fengjiang suddenly raised his head and looked at Park Yuzhen, his eyes filled with a kind of fear.
Park Yuzhen is still very rampant, standing on the octagonal cage laughing.
"What? No one dares to do it, you rubbish? "
"It''s worthy of martial arts!"!? No, the martial arts of China are just rubbish. In the future, it will not be called the martial arts of China! "
"Is there anyone who dares to come up and fight me? Is there no strong man in China? "
A person''s crazy, but its strength is so, people present, even if it is again angry, but also dare not say a word.
However, at this time, a faint voice sounded.
"It''s just an ant. I think it''s powerful to pick up a feather!"
"What a joke
"Insult Huaxia lightly, even if it is your ancestor here also dare not, depend on you?"
Chen Yi rose slowly in the audience.
His calm eyes, but there is a touch of light killing.