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"That person... doesn't seem to be very pure in kung fu." Chu Tianxing frowned and said:

"A real great master, even if he strikes casually, it cannot be avoided by ordinary warriors in the inner strength realm."

Xue Ziwei nodded:

"His strength seems to come from the resentful spirits surrounding him. It seems that he has not reached the realm of a great master."

Chu Tianxing raised his hand and opened the car door:

"But even so, that person is very dangerous.

"He didn't take it seriously a few times before, and the attack was just casual.

"But once he gets serious, I'm afraid there will be casualties."

Xue Ziwei also opened the door on the other side:

"That man doesn't know what kind of evil martial arts he has practiced. It seems that he has lost his mind. He may have escaped from a mental hospital. We must take him down as soon as possible to prevent him from indiscriminately injuring innocent people."

When the two were getting out of the car, the man in black roared again, raised his hand and pointed, and a jet of black smoke shot out, turning into a skull with a black smoke tail, screaming strangely and biting at a man on crutches. old man.

The old man sighed, raised his palm, and an invisible wall of air blasted out, and with a bang, he fought with the pitch-black skull to die together.

Well, this old man on crutches is a martial artist at the peak of his internal strength. Although he failed to condense the seeds of true energy, so that he became old and frail, and his muscles and bones were no longer as strong as when he was young, his internal strength became more and more pure.

With a full palm, it seems to be able to block the blow of the man in black who is suspected of being the "Great Master".

"Not a real grand master."

After the blow, the old man also breathed a sigh of relief. If he was a real grand master, his palm would definitely be unstoppable.

But even so, the old man raised his voice and shouted:

"This person is very dangerous, everyone, stop watching and disperse!"

The sound was like spring thunder, and it rolled for hundreds of meters. The crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed with the old and the young, and rushed into the surrounding buildings.

Even the passengers in the bus under the man in black showed their body skills one by one, jumped out of the broken window, rolled on the spot after landing, and quickly swept towards the surrounding buildings.

Well, although the vast majority of passers-by are just body-training warriors and have not cultivated internal strength, they are all agile, and they will never be better than Ma Jun and Chang Chang in Chu Tianxing's last movie "Slaying the Wolf". Wilson's physical fitness is even better than that——

In the era of spiritual recovery, even without the extraordinary talents of geniuses, the physique of ordinary people has been subtly affected by spiritual energy.

Unless it is congenitally deficient like the previous Chu Tianxing, as long as he can carry out the "external training" exercise normally, he will definitely have the physique of a top athlete in Chu Tianxing's previous life.

And it is also an all-round physique with comprehensive development of the sensitive body.

Between the ups and downs of the rabbits, not even a single person could be seen on the entire street.

In front of the windows of the surrounding buildings, countless heads poked their heads, holding mobile phones, cameras, computer cameras and other photographic equipment, and took pictures of the following.

And the man in black watched the crowd fleeing quickly in the street, all of them had not weak external skills, and even there were quite a few internal fighters, he was stunned for a moment, and forgot to grab people.

It wasn't until the whole street became deserted that he murmured to himself in fear:

"This, what is this place? How could it be possible that everyone in the street is a warrior?

"How can they afford so many warriors?

"Where do you get so much food? Where do you get so much meat?"

The consumption of martial arts is far greater than that of reading.

People who practice martial arts are physically strong, vigorous in energy and blood, and eat much more than ordinary people.

It is not an exaggeration for a slightly taller external martial artist to eat three meals a day.

The consumption of internal strength fighters is much greater than that of external martial artists.

Because warriors in the realm of internal strength are still unable to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the internal strength they cultivate is all squeezed from their own blood pressure.

Sufficient food, adequate nutrition, strong body, vigorous blood, can normally condense internal strength.

If the energy and blood are insufficient and the internal strength is strengthened, then one can only squeeze one's own vitality, and the exhausted vitality will be transformed into internal strength.Therefore, the deeper the internal strength, the greater the loss of vitality, and the faster the death.

If there is not enough food and meat, no matter how advanced martial arts are, no matter whether it is internal or external, it will not be famous.

Forced practice will only cripple yourself, or even kill you.

So when he saw the warriors all over the street, the man in black couldn't help feeling like he was falling into a dream for a moment, wondering if he was being chased and killed by someone who was so insane that he started daydreaming.

It is not impossible for so many warriors to exist.

In the world of the men in black, the number of warriors in the capital of a country, if all gathered together, is definitely much more than this one.

The quality of warriors is even higher, and warriors stronger than the man in black can be found everywhere.

However, with the intelligence of the man in black, it is natural to tell that the people on this street are not warriors gathered on purpose at all.

They are "ordinary people" who do their own things and go their own way.

There is an octogenarian with a cane, looking at the elderly with inflexible legs and feet.

There are young and beautiful boys and girls.

There are ordinary men in a hurry.

There are young women holding children and even holding babies.

So many ordinary people of all kinds... Suddenly, all of them showed at least not weak muscles and bones, and vigorous and flexible skills, which can only explain one thing:

In this world, everyone knows martial arts.

Not only people in this street know martial arts.

Looking around, there are countless high-rise buildings with no end in sight, and countless streets with countless numbers...

All the people, I am afraid that all of them know martial arts.

With such a huge base of warriors, the man in black would not believe that there were no masters who could crush him.

Even if they are all just fighters from the outer refinement realm and inner strength realm, with so many people, they can still kill him alive!

That's why the man in black is terrified, terrified, suspicious of falling into a dream, and unbelievable——

How is it possible that everyone can practice?

How could it be possible to support so many warriors?