There are warrior referees in the league, but since it is not a professional league, some deadly tricks are naturally not allowed to be used. The tiger claws used by Bai Lang are not deadly, but of course they are very reasonable tricks. Just when Wang Yali was still crying and sad that she actually lost in one move, Bai Lang had turned around and walked towards the guy who was in the bye. "Hurry up and finish the work early!"

Before the person who had the best name was known, he saw Bai Lang rushing over and had to make a mistake with his palms and slapped it out. All the internal martial artists present had almost all their own unique skills, and they were not the national martial arts that the school could provide.

There should be three palms in this slap. The three-stacked waves of the Yangtze River must have at least three palms at the same time, but the internal strength is insufficient. This comrade can only slap two palms. Moreover, the internal strength is insufficient and the palm power cannot be separated from the body. Bai Lang's internal strength is severely damaged, and the local warrior's internal strength is not that large. However, the so-called 1-zhang palm power is still a myth. This comrade's two palms have a lot of strength, but he cannot slap the third palm inadequate.

The palm technique of the Yangtze River Triple Spread Wave is originally superimposed, and the power of the two palms is definitely not just a random split. That is 1, 1, and this is 11, and even another 1 is added. The comrade slapped his palms and then kicked it out, which was surprisingly fast. It was indeed an excellent three-pronged axe player, but Bai Lang stepped on his step and punched his palm power and then hit his leg directly.

The leg was pushed directly to the chest, and the fist force penetrated into the body. The man rolled out directly, unable to hold on with one foot, and fell to the ground. Another punch defeated the enemy, and the other three pairs had not yet decided the winner. Qian Ruohai and other senior students looked at each other a few times, with a look of amazement in their eyes. Yan Xiaoyan should not say anything. He really blinked his eyes and blinked as if it would shine. If a freshman could fight like this, he would definitely have a bright future.

Do you want to kick off your current boyfriend and persuade Bai Lang’s senior girl to hold a gold brick in her junior year? Besides, she is not as much as three years older, so Yan Xiaoyan probably thought so. Bai Lang didn’t care what others thought. He stood aside with his arms in his arms waiting for the other three pairs to end. Of course, those people have already seen Bai Lang’s battle. Everyone is just playing, and they still have the energy to pay attention to other places. Looking at the six directions and listening to all directions is the essence of the battle.

Of course, everyone knows that his name is Bai Lang, and there are people who secretly laugh at this person as a historical figure, and his parents are really lazy. However, now it seems that this guy is a big tiger. Everyone is prepared to defeat Wang Yali easily. Anyway, Wang Yali is the weakest among them, but in the blink of an eye, he defeated Shi Jian, who is considered to be a mid-season, and in a very short time, he only used one move to each other.

This martial arts is probably considered first among them.

Bai Lang looked at these people and could see that their fighting spirit was basically zero. As expected, no one came to pick him, and they basically admitted their defeat. Bai Lang grinned and took out his cell phone - the news above was a message from the three rich tyrants. It seemed that even if he lived outside the school, he already knew that Bai Lang was a formal member of the martial arts club. His tone suddenly became more kind, and he said he wanted to invite everyone to dinner.

Originally, this rich third generation was good, and often invited people from the dormitory to dinner. When Bai Lang came here, he was holding his thighs and heading to the sea to take a yacht. Now the rich third generation is completely like putting himself in the lower position and making friends intentionally. Bai Lang casually knew that this was definitely an opportunity for the rich third generation. His classmates and classmates who have a good relationship with the dormitory are warriors, which means that there are many opportunities in the future to ask him to "sustain his life".

He can't use it for the time being, but the elders in his family can use it. The rich three generations also have family problems.

Bai Lang easily got the registration qualification for the individual competition, and the team competition had nothing to do with him - there was no need to be particularly outstanding, and I wanted everything in my personal team.

When I returned to the dormitory, it turned out to be a cross-bow welcome. Anyone from the same dormitory building or the same grade came to shake hands and welcomed, just like the leader went to the countryside for inspection. It was obviously a male dormitory, but female classmates came in and joined the team. Seeing this, Bai Lang sighed, "Sexism!" Everyone wanted to establish a good relationship with the future boss, and at the same time, they hated why they were not themselves.

I can only rest ashamed to my heart, but I can't say it out loud. In addition to making the boss look at me and being even more sour, I can't help but say it out loud. But I can secretly say it behind my back, making my failed life a little happier.

Martial arts are not "hostile" to ordinary working people than rich people, because we used to practice similar things, and those who can practice qi and then cultivate internal strength will definitely be able to have the ability and qualifications. If you have more money, you will only take one or two steps faster. The warriors who have stood at the highest peak in the past dynasties are almost all from ordinary families. In addition to studying, practicing martial arts is also a way for ordinary people to be rich and noble.

The dog-legged man Liang nodded and bowed, asked the boss to enter the room, asked the boss to take a seat, asked the boss to turn on the computer, asked the boss to "get out by myself" this guy ran away, carrying the "secret book" that Bai Lang gave him last time to practice martial arts. "I guess it will not last for three days." Bai Lang muttered, his "secret book" is to cultivate internal strength from the outside and inside. The problem is that it may not be applicable to this world. He has never tried the people here to make any progress after practicing it.

"But the principle of working hard from the outside to the inside will not change. As for physical fitness problems, it will probably have some impact." Bai Lang thought in the dormitory, and then looked around, "This place is not worthy of my style, change the place." He was about to have money in his pocket, and Bai Lang's mind was alive.

Ten years in this world are very rare for Bai Lang to cultivate his body and mind without any "crisis". "I am worried that I will suddenly become unable to adapt after I go back."

The days that followed were turbulent. Apart from the fact that there were a few dog legs around him, he had received a lot of courtship messages. Several female classmates and seniors took the initiative to show love. Of course, the goddess Tian Li should still be thinking about slapping Bai Lang, and she has not expressed love yet. As for Bai Lang, apart from going to the dojo to practice martial arts, she was just having a good relationship with those internal martial artists to see if she could get some other secrets - Bai Lang no longer had much confidence in this.

You can refer to the method of playing. At least the palm technique of the Three Spread Waves of the Yangtze River, Bailang really practiced to see what the difference is.
Chapter completed!