The promotion of ancient martial arts begins with killing a cow with one punch

On the outskirts of the mountain city, a six-story building stands alone, surrounded by bungalows, or small buildings with two or three floors. These six-story buildings are quite conspicuous.

Zhang Quan parked the car in front of the small building, looked left and right, and then looked at Li Mubai behind him.

"There seems to be no one left?"

nobody?He must have run away!

Get out of the car to check, there is no one in the building, except for the security guard at the gate, there is no one else.

"Brother, where are the people inside?" Li Mubai asked politely.

"I don't know. I just went out. As for where, I don't know. I'm still wondering. Could it be that I went out to eat?"

The big security guard looked bewildered. Judging by his appearance, it was obvious that he didn't know anything.

Without embarrassing his elder brother, Li Mubai got in the car and left.

"Where are you going next? To the association or somewhere else?" Zhang Quan started the vehicle, asked carefully, and then scanned the surroundings.

Behind them, the vehicles of other anchors had already stopped, and various cameras had been set up. Unfortunately, this time they came in vain, because the vehicles had already started.

The next stop, of course, is the Wushu Association in Shancheng.

In the mountain city, there are two other sects, but judging by the appearance of the Hushan sect, those two small sects probably have already escaped. They dare not challenge him. The only one left is the Martial Arts Association. If they run away, then don't mess around in the future and close the business.

In the live broadcast room, as Li Mubai started the broadcast again, and then explained the situation at this time, it was a lively scene.

"What are you talking about, fleeing without fighting? This Hushan faction will definitely be on the hot searches tomorrow."

"What hot search, they don't have that qualification at all, and the other sects add up, probably only one time."

"I have a hunch that today's anchor should not have any possibility of fighting. If there is, I will eat a pound of braised pork on my table."

"Cheat food and drink upstairs, no, why don't you cheat?"

The lively barrage and the appearance of various small gifts made Li Mubai feel a little better.

When they arrived at the Shancheng Martial Arts Association, the group breathed a sigh of relief. There were people, but the gate was not closed.

Of course, at the gate of the Shancheng Martial Arts Association at this time, the look of being ready for battle also showed that the situation here is not very good.

Getting out of the car slowly, Li Mubai smiled as he looked at the association disciples standing in line at the gate.

He spread his legs and walked straight towards the door.

"Stop, who are you?"

The leader gritted his teeth and wanted to ask about Li Mubai's details, or they wanted to make Li Mubai retreat by himself.

It is absolutely impossible to say that they do not know Li Mubai.

This matter has spread so widely, if you don't even know about this matter, then there is no need for this city-level martial arts association to exist.

"My servant Li Mubai, if you want to meet the president, please let me know, Li Mubai is here to challenge you."

Standing at the gate, looking at the disciples from a distance of ten meters.

The calm Li Mubai exuded a powerful aura, which made many disciples break out in cold sweat.

It's really Li Mubai. Many people have seen Li Mubai's live broadcast during this period, especially the quick fight when he defeated Xie Xingwen. He defeated the opponent with a single punch, or he defeated the opponent with a Hong fist, using the opponent's strongest point to defeat the opponent. It is a realm beyond their imagination.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this strength, even if all the members of the association join together, they are not Li Mubai's opponent. This is no longer something they can compete with.

The leading disciple wanted to say something, but Li Mubai said again: "Go and report, you guys can't handle this well."

Nonsense, I naturally know that it is not good to deal with it, but if I don't do anything, am I still a disciple of the association?
Gritting his teeth, he strode forward, braving Li Mubai's momentum, about to launch an attack.

Seeing this scene, Li Mubai smiled faintly.

Yes, being able to make such a choice is considered a good seedling.

Not afraid of power, looking at the opponent's walking posture, the basics are not bad, and after a good exercise, you can become a master.

"You are not my opponent, do you want to continue?"

"Of course, your coming here will cause harm to our association. As a disciple of the association, it is natural to protect the association."

"good."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's arm accurately. With a little force, the person was thrown out.

"Ouch."

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Get up quickly, crush me to death."

There was a mess in front of the door, but Li Mubai was still standing there, waiting.

After a while, a group of middle-aged people came out, and a few old people stood behind.

These people are the top executives of the Martial Arts Association, and the leader should be the president of the association.

"Chang Feishu, the president of Xiashancheng Martial Arts Association, apologizes to Mr. Li Mubai here. Some people in our association have done wrong things. I apologize to you..." The president looked at Li Mubai with a serious face, and said that he was apologetic , this is to end this matter, and there should be no follow-up.

"Chairman Chang, I'm not here to cause trouble, I'm just here to exchange ideas, courtesy first, soldiers later, you should understand this kind of thing? I didn't call the door directly, I was already giving you face..."

He talked freely, not as if he was looking for trouble, but as if he was here to chat.

But when the president heard this kind of words, he smiled infinitely in his heart.

He has already apologized, and if Li Mubai accepts, then this matter will be over, and the two parties will even have some exchanges, but judging by Li Mubai's appearance, he didn't mention the matter of acceptance at all, it seems that he still needs to go through it.

The two sides chatted without nourishment for a while, and then Li Mubai directly proposed to discuss with the other party.

"Today is also good luck. How about you and I discussing it here. After this discussion, the matter between me and the Shancheng Martial Arts Association will be sold. I wonder if the president has any intentions?"

"Of course there is."

"Okay, please warm up."

Clasping fists with both hands, Li Mubai waited for the opponent to warm up.

This kind of behavior is very similar to the appearance when fighting Xie Xingwen.

In the live broadcast room, many people became curious, how many tricks can this president withstand?
"I bet he will lose with one move, this guy is definitely not as powerful as Xie Xingwen."

"That's not necessarily the case. What if the anchor releases a lot of water? You will be dead by then."

"Hey hey, who knows, if there is a quiz at this time, it will be fun."

Guess?

Taking time to glance at the live broadcast room, Li Mubai pondered for a while, and finally gave up on this tempting idea. He didn't want those fans to go to the rooftops. Don't waste the beans you've saved so hard.

"I'm ready, please be careful."

"Come."

Standing up straight, the other party's performance is quite satisfactory, so naturally Li Mubai will not embarrass the other party too much.

As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.

This president's punching and kicking skills are good, especially the skills on the legs are stronger than the punches.

The side leg swept forward, directly attacking Li Mubai's abdomen, this leg without the slightest hold was already his limit.

"boom."

Grab the president's calf with one hand, grab the president's fist with the other hand, throw it casually, and the president flies out.

"What a powerful force!"

The person quickly adjusted in the air, and when the president landed on the ground, he had already gained a firm footing. Suddenly, he became vigilant, where is Li Mubai?
"I'm behind you, you lose!"

"what?"

It turned out that Li Mubai had already come behind the president when the president made adjustments. Once he attacked at this time, the president had no possibility of resisting.

The gap is too big.

"I lost, please..."