Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

If this knife hits, Zhang Nian's hand will be broken.

However, before the steel knife fell, Zhang Nian had already retracted his hands.

Seeing that the blow was missed, Wang Chenhe immediately went up with the steel saber in his left hand.

Seamlessly connecting a set of continuous slashing, it forced Zhang Nian to take a few steps back.

"Oh, you really are a master."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the national art has come to an end."

"A showpiece is a showpiece, and I'm afraid it can deal with a few incompetent people."

The reporters saw Wang Chenhe's every move, and they had already given up any hope for Zhang Nian.

At this moment, Zhang Nian suddenly became fixed.

The originally weak moves dissipated instantly.

He stood still, paused for a while, and looked at Wang Chenhe's emptiness.

There was a sudden shout.

"Baji hits the heart elbow!"

As if the running water turned into ice in an instant, Zhang Nian tensed up and moved forward.

At the same time raise your elbows.

Boom.

The floor under his feet cracked open suddenly because of Zhang Nian's pause.

Wang Chenhe didn't have time to stop the attack, so he could only forcefully send his arms over in mid-air.

Hearing a click, Wang Chenhe, who was on the offensive, trembled all over.

In an instant, it was forced out by a huge energy.

The steel knife in his hand snapped, and he slammed into the crowd with a bang.

Everyone was taken aback and turned around to flee.

Tang Yun, who was standing at the front, was concentrating on the live broadcast on her mobile phone, but Wang Chenhe suddenly bombarded her like a cannonball.

She screamed and hurriedly blocked it with her hands.

But when she heard a roar, the surrounding breeze suddenly picked up, and the old man standing in front of her stretched out his hand, and easily took all the strength out of Wang Chenhe's body.

Slowly put him down on the ground.

Wang Chenhe lay on the ground and took a few wild breaths.

He was about to stand up with a murderous look on his face, but he paused and fell to the ground again with a plop.

"This"

"He doesn't want to touch porcelain, does he?"

"I don't think it's too shameless for a martial arts practitioner to touch porcelain."

Seeing Wang Chenhe's actions, everyone started talking.

Tang Yun looked at Zhang Nian.

I saw a wry smile on Zhang Nian's face.

The old man walked over and shook Wang Chenhe twice, but he didn't move much.

So he reached out and wiped lightly on his neck.

His expression froze.

"That's a good Baji. As the saying goes, if Taiji doesn't go out for ten years, Baji kills people in a year. It's true."

The old man stood up, and there was no trace of sadness or pity on his face.

It seemed that Wang Chenhe's death was already in his expectation.

"What, what? Dead?"

"Just one move?"

"Bajiquan is so fierce, it really is the best martial art in the world!"

The reporters also went crazy in an instant, shouting one after another.

Zhang Nian stood there, frowning slightly, with a bitter expression on his face.

Although he had a great desire for the artifact, he didn't want to kill Wang Chenhe at first.

It's just that when Wang Chenhe attacked him, he didn't hold back.

As long as he had just collected a little strength, Zhang Nian's move would not have killed him.

But now, because of Wang Chenhe's counterattack force, this elbow has smashed his internal organs to pieces!
The old man looked very calm, he walked slowly to Zhang Nian, and looked him up and down carefully.

With a grin, he smiled.

"He's a very good Baji, and his reputation is well-deserved. It's really not easy to achieve such a cultivation level at your age."

Zhang Nian chuckled, not accepting his tricks.

The old man's state of mind cultivation is obviously higher than that of the three people just now.

Although he had no intention of attacking when he stood up, there was a strong murderous aura radiating from his whole body.

Tang Yun was originally from Bajiquan, so he naturally knew that Zhang Nian's stroke just now was full of internal strength, and it didn't look like the strength of a young man at all.

But the facts in front of her are here, even if she doesn't believe it, there is nothing she can do.

What's more, her live broadcast is still on at this time.

The barrage in the live broadcast room has completely turned upside down.

The number of viewers in the entire live broadcast room exploded in an instant.

"Fuck, didn't this kid come here after taking medicine?"

"I have practiced for a while before, and it is impossible to have such a great power."

"I don't care, as long as it's a martial art, I must say something bad, and fight against professionals if I have the ability!"

If this was just now, Tang Yun would definitely go up to defend Zhang Nian without anger.

But now, even she couldn't believe it.

Not to mention that Zhang Nian is not old enough, facing so many masters, first he fought with wheels, and then he was killed with one blow. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be too mysterious.

They were arguing on one side, but the old man on the other side had met Zhang Nian's eyes.

Although Zhang Nian had been fighting against Wang Chenhe just now, he did not pay less attention to the old man next to him.

Among the moves used by the old man, they seem to be very similar to Tai Chi.

Could it be that this old man is also a master of Tai Chi?
But it doesn't make sense, if the old man is a Tai Chi expert, why would he come to Tai Chi to practice Tai Chi? Isn't this a slap in the face?
"Senior, at your age, I don't think we should fight."

Zhang Nian is a little tired, after all, there are really many things about touching porcelain now.

The so-called bad guys get old.

As soon as I made a move, the old man didn't need to hit him, he just lay down on the side and shouted that this hurts and that hurts, and he confessed.

Even if he sold all the family business left by his father, he might not be able to support the old man.

Hearing Zhang Nian's words, the old man sneered twice.

"You have already killed several people, are you still afraid of me?"

"Hey, that's different!"

Zhang Nian hurriedly argued.

"Just now I was in self-defense. You wanted my life first. I didn't take the initiative to attack! Let me popularize legal knowledge for you."

Zhang Nian got excited and started to talk.

The old man frowned impatiently and said.

"Shut up! Don't worry, you don't need to say that you killed me today, even if you can hit me once, I promise, I will never trouble you again in the future."

"Is this true?"

"really!"

The old man was already a little impatient.

It's no wonder Zhang Nian, after all, he just came back, not only is he a bit unfamiliar with this place, but also the previous relationship has to be found slowly.

Now if there is a little carelessness and someone catches him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to turn over.

At that time, let alone revitalize the foundation of the ancestors.

Although in this martial arts place, many people are beaten to death every year, basically no one is held accountable.

But for a newcomer, he knew that everyone was not so friendly.

"Hey, everyone heard it, give me a testimonial!"

Zhang Nian shouted at the crowd.

The reporters nodded.

They were eager to see what it would be like for these two masters to fight.

As for who is dead and who is alive, it has something to do with them.