Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 376

Fan Denglong didn't go up the mountain fast, so he came here to relax rather than to participate in the test.

The pavilion that Yinhu mentioned was not even halfway up the mountain. When Fan Denglong walked up, he saw an old man in a big white exercise suit doing Tai Chi.

"Uh, the behavior of Wuhun people is so confusing."

Fan Denglong said something silently in his heart. In fact, what he wanted to say was, was Wuhun's predecessor a mental illness asylum?Otherwise, why is everyone here acting so out of tune.

However, this old man's aura is restrained, like a master warrior.

Fan Denglong approached the gazebo and stood beside him, wanting to wait for the old man to finish this set of Tai Chi.

Who would have thought that the old man would glance at him indifferently and ask first, "You actually walked for 5 minutes from the bottom of the mountain to here?"

"I didn't sleep well last night, hehe." Fan Denglong scratched his head in embarrassment, it seemed a little unkind to let an old man wait here for him.

"Isn't this a joke?"

The old man glanced at Fan Denglong, frowned, and didn't even do Tai Chi.

Then he stood there in a strange posture, looked up and down Fan Denglong for a long time, but finally said a word angrily.

Fan Denglong was not happy about what he said, "Grandpa, why am I messing around? I'm not in a hurry, it's normal to come up in 5 minutes, okay?"

"Come down the mountain immediately," the old man glared at Fan Denglong, "This is not a place for you to play."

"What do you mean?" Fan Denglong's stubborn temper is also here, why do you ask me to come and I will come, and you tell me to leave and I will leave?

"Do you know how hard it is for me?" Fan Denglong sat down on the guardrail of the gazebo, "For this so-called test, I got up before six o'clock, but now you tell me to go down the mountain, you are not treating me as a joke see?"

The old man didn't have so much expression to sympathize with him, he walked quickly to Fan Denglong, and reached out to grab his collar.

Is this the rhythm of throwing people by hand?
Fan Denglong laughed lightly, and shifted to the guardrail on the other side, leaning his back against the pillar, and said with some displeasure: "Since the young master is here today, he must be going up the mountain."

Yes, at the beginning Fan Denglong had an indifferent attitude towards this test, if he could pass it, he would pass it, if he could not pass it, he would say that he was inferior to others.

But it's different now, if he was kicked out before he went up, it wouldn't look good in face.

Therefore, he leaned on the pillar and played a rogue directly.

The old man's frown tightened even more, and it directly twisted into a "Chuan", as if something had caused him deep trouble.

"I obviously can't feel the breath of a warrior in you, but why do you do light work?"

The old man was also doing it for Fan Denglong's benefit at the beginning. Fan Denglong didn't know how dangerous it was for an ordinary person to enter Wuhun.

So after discovering that Fan Denglong was not a warrior, he immediately cursed nonsense, isn't this calling someone to die?
"Hey, you don't know that." Fan Denglong triumphantly reached out and picked a piece of grass outside the gazebo and put it in his mouth, "Because my internal strength is higher than yours,"

Because he has come into contact with more and more magical things, Fan Denglong deliberately found a few novels on the Internet and read them. All the novels are written in this way.

"Really? Then I have to learn from it."

The old man smiled slightly, looking very kind, but the next second his painting style changed suddenly, and he rushed towards Fan Denglong suddenly.

Fan Denglong knows the moves, they are in Taijiquan.

But this Taijiquan is far stronger than the laziness used for fitness before. The Taijiquan that was originally focused on using softness to overcome rigidity was beaten by him into a strong collision.

Fan Denglong said something well, and stretching out his hand was an iron palm.

The old man's hands were as flexible as snakes. The moment Fan Denglong slapped him, both hands climbed onto Fan Denglong's arms like climbing a pole, and pushed back and forward.Fan Denglong was confused by this set of pushers.

But it's not over yet, the old man's arms are like a long ape, constantly flipping and walking, like a magnet, firmly attracting Fan Denglong.

"What's the matter?"

The old man's hand made Fan Denglong's liver tremble, and he had never seen anything like this before.

Fan Denglong was beaten in a daze as soon as he came up, and he didn't know how to deal with it. Boxing skills have always been his weak link, because he underestimated the enemy at the beginning, and now he can't even draw a long sword.

The old man kept his hands on his hands, and he stepped on the gossip walking dragon steps, and then Fan Denglong began to follow in circles, similar to a spinning top, and he was a little dizzy looking at it.

"I can't go on like this," Fan Denglong felt depressed, he was beaten up by an old man as soon as he came up, and he had no power to fight back. If it gets out, his reputation will be ruined.

"Didn't you say that your cultivation base is higher than mine? How did you get labeled as such a virtue?" The old man said jokingly.

"I respect the old and love the young, and I respect you as an old man." Fan Denglong's mouth is still quite firm.

"Okay, then continue to respect the old and love the young for a while."

The old man laughed loudly, and kept his hands in his hands. In his hands, Fan Denglong was no different from dough, turning around.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I have rough skin and thick flesh."

Fan Denglong thought in his heart that the old man didn't put in all his strength. Just like he started, Tai Chi boxing was as hard as others. If he really put in all his strength, he might not be able to be so relaxed.

But going on like this is not an option, and being beaten passively is not his style.

Just thinking about whether to show the old man a hand, the old man suddenly shouted: "The warm-up is over."

Nima, this is going to be serious.

Fan Denglong walked around the gazebo with light luck.

But who knows, the old man is like brown sugar, always following behind him, and Fan Denglong doesn't know how to fight back, so he can only run forward desperately.

"Qinggong is good, but if you rely on this alone, I advise you to go down the mountain."

Although I admire Fan Denglong's lightness skills very much, it doesn't work.

The old man can be seen, this guy is probably best at escaping.

"Do you dare to let me show you guys?" Fan Denglong said angrily.

"Even if you lose the bright guy, this level is all about punching and kicking."

The old man's words made Fan Denglong so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, "Your sister, don't bring such fun."

"If you don't run faster, you will be kneaded by me again."

"Old man, are you sure you haven't worked as a chef before?"

"You know this as well?"

The corner of Fan Denglong's mouth twitched.

(End of this chapter)