The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 134 Leave no room
As he said that, Zhang Yanguang looked into Zhao Wuji's eyes, and suddenly became indifferent.

As one of the four great masters of the Zhang family, Zhang Yanguang's aura was cold at this moment, and a powerful and domineering aura suddenly emerged from him. This is his momentum.

Grandmasters also have strengths and weaknesses.

Although the inner breath is also cultivated, but whether the inner breath is condensed and whether the physical body is strong.

Whether or not one has cultivated one's own potential is the key to judging whether a grandmaster is strong or not. To be precise, there are three stages in the grandmaster realm.

In the early stage, it is the middle state where the inner breath has just been cultivated, then it is to let the inner breath continue to be condensed, to be able to control it as one likes and burst out a tyrannical force, and finally it is the momentum!

Of these three, except for inner breath which is the initial foundation, the remaining two are not in any order.

For example, Zhang Yanguang in front of him, although his inner breath has not been condensed to the point where he wants, but he has already mastered his own momentum.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the whole box suddenly became extremely oppressive. Behind Zhao Wuji, Tan Zizai and Feng Yuyao showed serious expressions on their faces. Once they fight, there is a high probability that the two of them will not be Zhang Yanguang's opponent.

Compared with them, although Zao Wou-ki also felt tremendous pressure.

But in the eyes he looked at Zhang Yanguang, instead of showing any fear, there was infinite fighting spirit.

Whether it's his own character or the foundation of Zhao Family Baquan, Zhao Wou-ki is always eager to fight against powerful fighters, and constantly tempers his martial arts in the fight.

"Zhang's bunt, how about learning from each other?"

Zhao Wou-ki spoke simply and directly, as if the intense standing intent in his eyes almost emerged.

"Presumptuous, what are you, worthy of fighting with my master?"

Before Zhang Yanguang opened his mouth, Shao Yiqing, the eldest disciple standing next to him, said, "Master, let me test how much he weighs first, lest some people think they are a little strong and don't know what it means!"

"Ah……"

Zhao Wuji smiled, raised his chin and said, "This is your apprentice? Has he not been beaten by the society?"

Zhang Yanguang has absolute confidence in his disciples, not to mention Shao Yiqing is still his first disciple, although Zhao Wuji has cultivated his inner strength, in his opinion, even if Shao Yiqing loses, he can stop them in time.

The most important thing is that if Shao Yiqing can gain experience from the battle with Zao Wou-Ki, it will definitely increase the chances of being promoted to Grandmaster Warrior.

In other words, he regarded Zao Wou-Ki as a whetstone, a whetstone to sharpen his disciples.

"Use me as a whetstone?"

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Yanguang who was sitting still on the chair, and sneered in his heart: "I see how you will stop..."

With Shao Yiqing, Zhang Yanguang's big disciple, getting up, an open space was quickly vacated in the box. Shao Yiqing practiced bunt, and the requirements for the venue were not particularly strict.

"Please teach me!"

As soon as the words fell, Shao Yiqing punched Zhao Wuji's orifices fiercely.

Zhang's bunt has the characteristics of simple routines, vigorous attacks, and bursts of strength. It can kill the enemy within a few strokes.

However, it also depends on the opponent.

Shao Yiqing's punch was fierce and powerful, but it was not enough to make Zhao Wou-ki powerless to resist, not to mention that no matter how strong his kung fu was, in front of Zhao Wou-ki, a master of actual combat, he still seemed to be playing tricks.

Zhao Wou-ki turned sideways, and directly elbowed Shao Yiqing.

Facing Zao Wou-ki's fighting style honed from actual combat, Shao Yiqing was no match at all.

Unavoidable, he had no choice but to raise his arms to take Zhao Wuji's elbow, but at this moment there was a coldness on Zhao Wuji's face, and his hands split his arms like a big knife.

"Oh!"

With arms apart, the middle door is uncovered.

The fierce elbow hit it directly, and the tyrannical force exploded at this moment, directly causing the strong foundation Shao Yiqing to lie on the ground violently.

His chest bones were broken, his entire chest collapsed, and his lungs were injured.

The whole person was lying on the ground, panting continuously, as if the breath could not keep up with his use.

With one move, he overthrew this big disciple under Zhang Yanguang's command. Zhao Wuji's decisiveness exceeded everyone's expectations, and Tan Zizai and Feng Yuyao, who stood aside, smiled wryly in their hearts.

"It's a big mess this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave safely if I don't do one."

"There's no way out for a long time, isn't it? If it's time to fight, just fight..."

The two watched, and Zhang Yanguang, who stood up and slowly helped his disciple up, came behind Zhao Wuji muttering softly.

"Don't you think it's too much to be so cruel to a junior?"

"You regard me as the whetstone of the juniors, is it okay?"

Zhao Wuji raised his head and glanced at him, rubbed his knuckles and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense. In the martial arts world, if you don't have the strength, you will give in or get beaten. If you are capable, you will beat your labor and make your disciples angry... "

"If you don't have the ability, just shut up!"

"Haha, well said!"

Zhang Yanguang laughed, and the unique momentum on his body exploded: "Then I will break your legs and let you know what strength is!"

As one of the four great masters of the Zhang family, Zhang Yanguang is not comparable to his disciples.

The real movement is as fast as lightning, and the technique is as powerful as a bamboo!

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Zhao Wuji, and the two fought against each other in an instant, as warriors of the same level.

Although Zhao Wuji didn't understand the power, but his kung fu came from actual combat, the characteristic of Baquan is strong and fierce, Zhang Yanguang can't defeat him in a short time.

"Peng Peng Peng!"

The two kept fighting, punching, palms, elbows, legs, and feet attacking in all directions.

Zhao Wuji insisted on relying on the ferocity of his domineering fist to block the attack of Zhang Yanguang's previous life. Although the corners of his mouth had already started to bleed, he could fight back after the attack was thwarted.

"Next, it's my turn!"

In terms of viciousness, the respected Zhang Yanguang is really no match for Zao Wou-ki.

At the same time, after seeing that Zao Wou-ki had gradually gained the upper hand, Tan Zizai and Feng Yuyao at the side also expressed their attitudes one after another, which directly made Zhang Yanguang feel great pressure.

With one mind and two minds, he was directly punched by Zhao Wuji.

"Fight against me, you still dare to be distracted? Do you really think you have me determined?"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, his fists became more and more fierce like a dragon, and each punch was faster than the other.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yanguang was finally defeated. Not only that, he also endured Zhao Wuji's fierce and unparalleled attack. Both legs, ribs and hand bones were all broken, and his injuries were extremely serious.

Seeing this scene, Tan Zizai and Feng Yuyao struck out at the same time without Zao Wou-ki opening his mouth, defeating the other disciples of Zhang's bunt.

"You...you will be punished for being so relentless!"

"room?"

The figure of Zhao Wuji who had already walked to the door paused for a moment, and then sneered: "There is no room left, there is no room for a long time..."

(End of this chapter)