I set up a stall in the heavens

Zhao Weilong's idea is very ingenious and practical, that is, he wants to find a way to use the other party to help him after he unloads his strength, so as to resolve the huge force that Li Changfeng exerted on the brain-dead junior sister.

However, when Zhao Weilong wanted to exert force on his wrist, suddenly a surging force rushed towards his wrist.

"Tai Chi!"

Zhao Weilong's eyes froze, and he, who was well-informed, reacted immediately.

Zhao Weilong, who was about to use skillful energy, didn't dare to try to trick him any more, he burst out with all his strength in an instant, and threw the brain-dead junior sister into the air.

The brain-disabled junior sister was under too much force on her waist and limbs, and instantly let out a scream in mid-air, and then fell to the ground dancing wildly with her limbs.

But at this time, the kinetic energy acting on the brain-dead junior sister has dissipated completely, and the fall is only light and light. Although the bone still hurts from the fall, there is no serious problem.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Weilong who forcibly took over Li Changfeng's full-strength burst, reversed in one breath, stepped backwards for more than ten steps in a row, and then managed to hold his posture.

"Good boy, your strength is not small, but if you use such a great strength on a female apprentice like me, it will be very vicious."

Zhao Weilong stood firm and immediately let out a cold drink.

Although he scolded him, his bright eyes looked at Li Changfeng, and gradually became serious.

Zhao Weilong soon discovered that while Li Changfeng was walking casually on the opposite side, his whole body was full of flaws for a while, and he had no flaws for a while.

In this case, it is obvious that he has reached the realm of a master.

However, Li Changfeng looked younger than his youngest female apprentice, which was unacceptable.

"I'm vicious, so it's not shameless for your apprentice to attack me and my girlfriend one after another, with more than a dozen people besieging me in between. Hmph!"

Li Changfeng strode forward, his eyes were as cold as water, and his voice was as cold as iron.

Today, he had to ask Hu Shanshan for an explanation.

Although Hu Shanshan was only injured by the sudden three-time attack of the tiger by the mentally disabled junior sister just now, and there was no fatal injury, but the sudden attack of the other party still caused Hu Shanshan a lot of fright, so much so that he is still alive. Crouching on the ground unwilling to get up, looking forward with a little panic.

"Good boy, you are not polite. I, Zhao Weilong, a master of the generation, did not come to teach you a lesson. You come to find me and find my fault. Watch!"

With a sneer on Zhao Weilong's face, he lunged forward and leaped high into the air in vain. His whole body was like a ferocious tiger, and he rushed towards Li Changfeng with a chilling killing intent.

"Tai Chi Cloud Hand."

Li Changfeng's eyes swept across Zhao Weilong like a cold electricity, and his arms turned at high speed like turning wheels.

Puff puff!Zhao Weilong's pair of iron fists kept punching out, and in a very narrow space and time, he brought the mighty and profound meaning of Tiger Fist to the extreme, but in the end, the sound of his fists was dull and lonely.

Zhao Weilong persisted in throwing twenty punches in a row, but they were bounced away one by one by Li Changfeng's Tai Chi cloud hands that were like cotton and water.

Zhao Weilong exhausted his breath, Dang even wanted to back away from the dodge.

However, Li Changfeng chased after him with his footsteps like a shadow, relying on the long inner breath unique to Tai Chi.

bang bang bang!The fists of the two collided fiercely when Zhao Weilong lost most of his strength in both arms.

Zhao Weilong barely blocked five punches, and finally died of breath in the sixth punch, his raised arms were limp and weak, Tang Sihai pushed the window and looked at the moon with a slap, and smashed his arms on his chest with a slamming palm, knocking him whole The man was beaten backwards and fell out.

Between this advance and retreat, the moves of the two of them were like rabbits ups and downs, surprisingly fast.

Everyone felt that the fight between the old and the young just passed in a few moments, and Zhao Weilong was defeated by Li Changfeng, who was only in his early twenties, and his face was as pale as paper.

"I lost!" Zhao Weilong retreated five or six steps, and finally barely stopped, but looked at Li Changfeng with awe.

At this moment, this veteran of Tiger Fist already regarded Li Changfeng, a young man, as a grand master of martial arts of his generation, and he dared not slack off in the slightest.

"You are quick to give in."

However, Li Changfeng let out a sneer, followed a step forward, and floated towards Zhao Menghu as lightly as a cloud.

"Strike Huashan!"

Li Changfeng jumped to the highest point, and roared resonantly.

Zhao Weilong, who was locked by his palm, suddenly shuddered. He had the faint feeling of a huge ax hanging from the top door, and subconsciously took a step back. When he reacted, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in shock.

As a master of martial arts, Zhao Weilong took a step back when he was scared by Li Changfeng's most common action of smashing Huashan. It has to be said that Li Changfeng's martial arts attainments have reached the point of turning decay into magic.

Zhao Weilong was in a state of mind, thinking that he was trying his best to parry just now, and he was afraid that the palm technique that suddenly changed from soft to rigid would still make it very uncomfortable when receiving the move.

"Where to hide? Open the window and look at the moon!"

Li Changfeng yelled, and his figure quickly slammed down again, turning into a flood dragon, his palms staggered and slapped Zhao Weilong's chest.

This move is a backward attack, which has the meaning of inexhaustible castration.

If Zhao Weilong backed up again, he would have to be slapped by Li Changfeng's palms and vomit blood.

"Good boy, let the old man compete with you!"

Zhao Weilong immediately let out a wild roar, and with a pair of powerful hands, he rose bravely and fiercely met Li Changfeng's palms.

Snapped!Two loud palm slaps sounded at the same time, almost merged into one.

With a bang, Li Changfeng, who was dressed in white, rolled backwards like a snowball.

Zhao Weilong's complexion was purple, and he stood there blankly for a moment, spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, his eyes became slightly slack, and he looked a little listless.

"I'm defeated, completely defeated!" Zhao Weilong thought with a throbbing heart, looking at Li Changfeng who had easily climbed up opposite him, his heart was full of disbelief.

"Master!" The disciples of Weilong Martial Arts rushed forward in horror.

The elder brother Ke Hong, who was hiding behind to watch the battle, also rushed forward, but at this time he had turned into a limping and funny look. Obviously, Li Changfeng's throwing before made him suffer a lot, and now he finally Showed power.

The mentally handicapped junior sister who had just escaped from Li Changfeng's hands by chance, couldn't help but jump up in shock when she saw the appearance of senior brother Ke Hong.

She had seen with her own eyes the scene of elder brother Ke Hong being thrown away by Li Changfeng.

Eldest brother Ke Hong already looked like a disabled person. If she had been thrown by Li Changfeng with all her strength, she would be paralyzed on the ground and unable to get up.

Thinking about it this way, the eyes of the mentally disabled junior sister looking at Li Changfeng became both fearful and resentful.

"Quick, here it is, this is Weilong Martial Arts Hall, the hidden overlord power in Nancheng!"

Outside the gate of the Weilong Martial Arts Hall, after a loud shout, a large crowd of people came clattering.

Many of them are carrying SLR cameras. Although they are not from the media, many of them are Internet celebrities.

"Girl, why are you squatting here? Has there been a fight here? What's the result? Did Zhao Weilong, the owner of the Weilong martial arts gym, beat away Li Changfeng who kicked the gym?"

A greasy, greasy male Internet celebrity who is more aggressive than a woman walked up to Hu Shanshan for an interview.

"Get out!" Hu Shanshan glared at the other party angrily, raised her hand and snatched the microphone from the other party's hand, and slammed it on the other party's eye socket, leaving him with a panda eye.