Refraining from heavy weight, Ba Yue rushed up again, raised his right leg high above his head, and then whistled the wind, slashing towards Long Wu's chest.

Long Wu moved his feet and sideways to avoid him. Ba Yue's right leg slashed hard on the ground. The ground collapsed and dense cracks appeared around him. Seeing this, he turned halfway in the air and kicked Long Wu's back. Long Wu took two steps forward and dodged again. Ba Yue landed on the ground and jumped up. It was obvious that the jumping power was amazing. Swoosh and swished out several legs in succession, with a very fast speed, like lightning.

Long Wu stepped back, his palms flipped and he ran into the front, making a dull sound from each other.

Long Wu sighed in his heart that Ba Yue has made great progress in the past six months, and has mastered the essence of the twelve ways of sporting legs. He has made concise movements, coordinated coordination, varied moves, rapid offense and defense, clear rhythm, and strong explosive power.

Although the twelve-way Tan legs are powerful and domineering, it is far from enough to defeat yourself.

After the two of them fought for dozens of rounds, they found out his strength, and stopped talking. They used the dragon-capturing hand again, fast, accurate and ruthless. Every time Ba Yue attacked, he was disintegrated by himself in advance, completely disrupting his routine, and then turned into a palm and slapped Ba Yue's chest.

Ba Yue stepped back five or six steps away, covered his chest with his hands, and the blood in his body rolled, almost spewing out.

Long Wu conquered his power and praised him: "It's great progress, and it's absolutely fine to be the most powerful person in all directions!"

Ba Yue smiled bitterly and sighed: "After all, I can't beat you. What puzzles me is why your power makes me feel like it will never end."

"When I fought with you last time, I only had three success powers, but now I have recovered to about 50%. If I wait for my entire skill to recover, I will ask myself that no one in the world can match me." Long Wu said confidently.

In ancient times, Longwu was the number one master in the martial arts world. There were too many people who wanted to kill him. There were many people who were not convinced. However, after fighting with Longwu, they would either die tragically or be seriously injured. Of course, the severity of Longwu's move depends on whether the opponent is a decent or an evil sect. If the decent sect is purely accused martial arts, it is inevitable to be injured, but it will never kill him. If the evil sect, then how evil is done, it will be done. If you can kill a pair, you will never kill one.

Over time, no one dared to provoke Long Wu again. Although he did not compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts world, he was more majestic than the well-deserved leader of the martial arts world.

"What do you mean is that I don't even have your three success powers?" Ba Yue asked.

"The martial arts world today are far from the martial arts world in ancient times. They have very little martial arts practices, and they cannot be well inherited and developed, so they will be more and more backwards. I can only say that the martial arts world today are less than one-fifth of the ancient martial arts world. This is the result of different times. If the middle-class masters of the ancient martial arts world are moved to the modern era, they are all top experts. You can be considered a top expert in modern times, but if you are allowed to put them in ancient martial arts world, you can only be despicable. Don't think I'm speaking badly, I'm telling the truth." Long Wu said, taking out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, lit one and took a sip, and then asked Ba Yue: "Come one?"

Ba Yue nodded, Long Wu pulled out one and threw it over, and then threw the lighter over. After lighting the cigarette, he took a sip, but was choked and coughed because he couldn't smoke at all. He had never smoked one in his life. It was the first time tonight.

Seeing this, Long Wu laughed and said, "I don't want to smoke!"

Ba Yue did not refute what Long Wu said, and he agreed very much. In ancient times, it was the era of cold weapons. Marines and wars were all about hand-to-hand combat, so martial arts were very important. With a top martial arts, you can kill more enemies and thus protect yourself. Since the invention of the firearms, cold weapons gradually withdrew from the stage of history. They charged forward blindly and were simply seeking death. No matter how powerful martial arts were, they would be knocked down by a shot. Since then, they have devoted all their energy to the research and development of firearms, and neglected the ancient martial arts that have been passed down for thousands of years. It can only be said that this is the tragedy of the nation.

"You have accepted three apprentices and are you planning to open the door and set up a sect?" Although Ba Yue did not take a sip of the cigarette in his hand, he did not throw it away. He looked at Long Wu and asked.

"I didn't think so righteously about carrying forward the ancient traditional Chinese martial arts skills, but my unique skills must be ruined and must be passed on well. Otherwise, I would have lost a lot." Long Wu said with a smile.

Ba Yue's lips raised slightly, and a faint smile appeared. He turned around and left without saying anything. Long Wu did not make any noise to stop him. He stood on the edge of the rooftop and enjoyed the prosperous night view of Macau. After smoking two cigarettes, he prepared to go back to sleep.

When he opened the door, Long Wu was shocked because there was a person sitting on the sofa, and he was also a beautiful woman, Ximen Feifei.

"How did you come in?" Long Wu asked.

"This is my hotel, isn't it easy to come in?" Ximen Feifei said.

Long Wu closed the door, walked to the sofa and sat down, and asked, "Do you want to forcefully commit crimes or forcefully commit crimes in my room late at night?"

Ximen Feifei clenched her pink fist and pounded Long Wu's shoulder, and said implicitly: "I miss you!"

Long Wu smiled and hugged her in his arms, stretched out his thief's hand and groped on her rude part and asked, "Where did you think about it?"

"Bad guy!" Ximen Feifei cursed with a smile.

Long Wu hugged her horizontally, walked towards the bed, gently placed her on the bed, then turned off the light, and began to untidy her clothes.

......

The next morning, the refreshing Long Wu climbed up from Ximen Feifei and leaned against the head of the bed to smoke. After a while, Ximen Feifei also woke up, lay on Long Wu's strong chest, and asked softly: "What is the relationship between that Murong Ziyan and you?"

"It has nothing to do with you, it's just a business partner." Long Wu said seriously.

"Then why does her look at you always look at you?" Ximen Feifei asked disbelief.

"Who makes us more charming? There's nothing we can do!" Long Wu sighed and said helplessly.

"Tsk!" Ximen Feifei pouted and expressed dissatisfaction.

Long Wu held the cigarette in his right hand and played with the two pink balls with his left hand, which felt very wonderful, and then said, "Feifei, what do you think if your father's will cannot be found?"

"What else can I do? At that time, it will definitely be divided equally." Ximen Feifei said.

"Then you haven't thought about taking it alone?" Long Wu asked tentatively.
Chapter completed!