Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

Chapter 8

Zhang Changsheng watched as he grabbed Li Qi’s neck again, revealing that breathtaking aura, and slowly walked to the edge of the ring.

“Little guy, your kick to the gate failed, and the three-legged cat’s kung fu also wants to shake Gu Wu?” Zhang Changsheng said with a calm expression.

As if saying this is true and certain, as Li Qi was released by Zhang Changsheng, he grabbed his neck.

“boom……”

Accompanied by the sound, Li Qi fell under the ring with bloodshot eyes, and he couldn’t believe it.

He never thought that he was a mature man, and he had also practiced the two Fist Techniques of modern society. It is reasonable to say that even a beginner Practitioner is not his opponent.

But now he was defeated by a hundred-year-old man. What was even more outrageous was that it was out of human fear of Death at that moment.

Li Qi even thought that he would be slapped to death by this calm old man!

For this amazing ancient Martial Skill method, Li Qi lost, and his heart died.

But for the worship of this powerful force, Li Qi quickly knelt down and said, “Old Patriarch, I want to practice Tai Chi! I Li Qi is wrong, I want to serve you by your side!”

When Li Qi said this, he instantly surprised all Wudang Sect disciples present. They didn’t expect this kicker to even think about Wudang Sect after losing.

It’s really good in one sentence, join if you can’t beat it?

Zhang Changsheng half-squinted those clear eyes, shook his head and said, “You are not coma, little guy, you have no right to practice martial arts, so let’s be an ordinary person in the future.”

Li Qi opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of regret, if he had seen the power of Wudang Sect ancestor earlier, why should he dare to provoke him.

At this moment, Li Qi suddenly understood a truth, that is, the things left by the ancestors really exist, but he has no chance to learn.

Li Qiqiang endured the pain in his body, with both hands cupped fist saluting to Mr. Zhang, “The kid is wrong with Patriarch. Since Patriarch is unwilling to take me in, it is also the brat’s fault this time.”

“As for the Wudang disciple who was injured by me, I will pay for the soup and medicine, boy, I will go down the mountain…”

After saying this, Zhang Changsheng looked at Li Qi with a smile on his face, who had obviously changed his mood, and nodded.

With the regret in his heart, Li Qi got down the Wudang Mountain peak a little disappointed.

The Li Qi when he went up the mountain and the Li Qi who is going down the mountain are completely two kinds of appearances, and it seems that the madness on his body is obviously restrained, and his mood seems to have changed.

Li Qi didn’t know how much influence this change would bring to him, but today he knew that it was not that Gu Wu could not do it, but that you hadn’t cultivated to get home.

After Li Qi went down the mountain, he went directly to the mobile phone store and bought a new mobile phone. As for the old one, it is still stepped on the floor of the ring by the old master Wudang.

As Li Qi opened the live broadcast room of a certain sound two hours later, the number of people in the live broadcast room has not fallen yet, and has remained at the number of more than 300,000.

And after Li Qi opened the live broadcast room again, the number of people began to skyrocket again.

At this time, Li Qi’s live broadcast room was also very lively.

“Who the hell is this f*ck? What about Li Qi’s second ball? Why is there a pig head in the live broadcast? Didn’t you say that you are going to single out the head of Wudang today?”

“Brother upstairs, do you live in the 21st century? This is our main anchor Li Qi, who was slapped like this by the patriarch Wudang.”

“It’s really horrible, is this still the power that humans can have? A slap can slap people tens of meters? TV dramas dare not act like this!”

“These are fakes. What can’t this guy like Li Qi do for the heat? I guess it’s a co-acting with Wudang this time, a win-win situation.”

“That’s right, where is there any ancient martial arts in this society now, isn’t it just for money and popularity? Could Wudang Sect respect the ancient martial arts left by our ancestors? Just copy the popularity?”

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Li Qi looked at the fishing boat being directed to act with the old ancestor, gaining enthusiasm, and the anger in his heart also rose.

Looking at the camera of the phone, Li Qi’s eyes were sincere and regretful and said, “Everyone, I Li Qi is just a hairy boy who knows a little about Fist Technique. Today I did see a Martial Dao mountain.”

“I lost to Wudang Patriarch, but I don’t feel embarrassed. It’s worth seeing Gu Wu’s power and inexplicable charm with my own eyes.”

“Everyone, I will go to the hospital for treatment first. The live broadcast was launched suddenly to give you a reply to the result. Everyone should be gone.”

Suddenly feeling tired, Li Qi finally got into a car. He ignored the tumbling comments in the live broadcast room, and Li Qi turned off the live broadcast and rushed to the nearest hospital.

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