Six meters away from the courtyard, the two masters stood opposite each other, and the condensing atmosphere slowly rose.

“It’s reached the limit…”

An Qisheng wanted to watch it, but felt a burst of powerlessness in his heart.

Every second he stayed here seemed to be consuming his physical and mental power. If he stayed there, he would probably faint outside.

Therefore, even if the two masters are about to fight, he has to withdraw from this state.

As soon as he left the perspective, An Qisheng felt strongly discomfort.

This feeling was like falling from heaven to hell, and his weakness brought him back to reality with a wave of familiar sting.

Compared with Wang Honglin's body, his body was incredibly weak.

"Hang Dan..."

An Qisheng's eyes were half closed, and his previous feelings were extremely clear in his mind.

The strength of the master of Baodan-level boxing has changed, and the Bajiquan technique has reached its peak.

His body did not improve at all, but the haze in his heart was wiped out!

After a while, he felt someone coming from outside the exhibition hall, so he put down the yellowed manuscript in his hand and walked out with great strides.

At this time, An Qisheng already knew that the reason why he could see Wang Honglin's past was not because of this manuscript, but because of the strong spiritual mark left by Wang Honglin on the manuscript.

At this time, the spiritual mark had been left on him, and the manuscript naturally lost that spirit.

Therefore, this manuscript is useless to him.

"This classmate, for some reason, the expo is suspended today. Please go out first."

A young man in work clothes strode into the showroom. When he saw An Qisheng's expression changed and he said loudly.

"Suspended? What exactly happened?"

An Qisheng paused and frowned secretly.

The Great Xuanwu Art Expo announced the opening time to the outside world several months in advance. When the conference begins, martial arts enthusiasts from all over the world will come.

It is impossible to suspend if there is no particularly serious accident.

What made him frown was that An Jianzhong also joined this security. If something really happened, it would be dangerous.

"There is nothing to say about this, you should go out with me."

The staff strode and reached out to grab An Qisheng's shoulder.

His five fingers are slender, and there are thick cocoons on his knuckles. This grab is quick and accurate. Before he finished speaking, he was about to grab An Qisheng's shoulder.

"Eagle Claw Grabbing Hand?"

An Qisheng recognized the young man's technique and went forward without hesitation. He just avoided the young man's grab, and his shoulders shrank and raised, knocking away his wrist:

"You haven't told me what happened, why am I going out?"

The young man was extremely fast, and he crossed more than ten meters in just a few steps, and it seemed that he did not touch the booths on both sides, which showed that his physical strength was very strong.

“Huh?”

The young man was a little surprised that his eagle claw grasping hand was not as superb, but he could dodge and fight back. The young man obviously had a martial arts foundation.

"A group of vicious people came into the martial arts museum. For your safety, I'd better go out with me as soon as possible."

The young man withdrew his hand and said apologetically:

"Time is tight, I didn't deliberately attack you."

"Wait for me to call."

An Qisheng thought for a while, took out his cell phone and dialed An Jianzhong's cell phone:

"dad......"

"Some things are inconvenient to say. You go out first, it's a bit dangerous for the martial arts museum."

Before An Qisheng could speak, An Jianzhong's anxious voice rang out on the other end of his phone:

"Don't worry about me, go home first."

"You should be careful."

An Qisheng said and hung up the phone.

"Is your father An Jianzhong?"

Before An Qisheng put down his cell phone, the young man suddenly spoke.

"You are not a staff member of the martial arts museum, are you?"

An Qisheng put his phone in his pocket and took a step back without a trace:

"I know all the staff of the Martial Arts Museum, and your accent is the local accent of Xingcheng, which means you are not a staff member from the Magic City."

"You have good observation."

The young man tilted his head, as if he had recognized An Qi and felt relaxed after he had passed away:

"It is said that more than a year ago, An Jianzhong's son dropped out of Xuanjing University after suffering from terminal illness and disappeared for a year. It seems that your illness cannot be cured."

The young man looked at An Qisheng with a strange smile on his face.

An Jianzhong is 1.9 meters tall and burly, as if he is a bear, who would have thought that his son is as thin as a cub now.

No wonder he didn't recognize it.

"You said it wrong. I just took a break from school and didn't drop out."

An Qisheng lowered his arms, and his whole body looked loose.

"I heard that you not only have good martial arts talent, but also have a smart mind. You have made a lot of money after several investments and have a lot of money."

The young man shook his hand and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Listen to my advice, I will buy a few houses in Xuanjing now. After three or five years, I will be much safer to make more money than you earn from a non-stop business."

An Qisheng's eyes were half closed, and his previous feelings surged into his heart again.

"Buy a house? Only idiots will buy a house these days!"

The young man sneered, took a step forward, stretched his arm forward, and bounced his five fingers out, grabbing An Qisheng:

"And, I'm not short of money!"

This grab is different from the previous random claw.

I saw his five fingers shrink and pop out, and the knuckles rubbed, making a crisp sound, and the speed was extremely fast, with the claws being virtual and real, and murderous intent everywhere.

While he was out of his claws, his eyes became fierce and fierce, and his rib muscles bulged outwards, stretching his clothes tightly, as if he was about to spread his wings.

At first glance, it looked like an eagle pounced down from a height of 1,000 meters, and was extremely fierce to slash An Qisheng's shoulder!

"This man is so bright that he is so bright that he is a master!"

The moment the young eagle claws poked out, An Qisheng jumped back like a frightened cat, and his whole body was full of goose bumps.

This young man's boxing skills are not as profound as the old Taoist priest Li Qingyuan of Tianlian Mountain, but his physical strength is much stronger.

With this move, An Qisheng noticed the danger.

If he had never gotten sick, he would take a step directly and use the strength of Bajiquan to try head-on, but he would never fight hard at this time.

Thorny ~

An Qisheng jumped back and dodged, but the clothes on his chest were torn into strips of cloth, and a little blood immediately oozed out of his skin.

"snort!"

If he missed a blow, the young man took another step, his arms poked out one after another, and his claws were like a big net, covering An Qisheng.

The Eagle Claw Claw Catcher is a boxing technique in the Daxuan army. It is fierce in killing and slashing. Practice this claw technique. At first, you have to soak your ten fingers in special potions for a year. Once you get started, you can pinch the iron sand with one pinch!

If you are caught by him, your head will be broken and blood will be light, and it will be a false statement if you are broken and your belly will be broken!

"I can't fight for a long time. If I want to win quickly, I have to take dangerous moves..."

An Qisheng protected his arms in front of him, his body retreated repeatedly, and his thoughts quickly turned in his heart.

He entered Wang Honglin from a perspective and felt the way the master of boxing skills and the pinnacle of boxing.

But there is still a long way to go to really use it.

It is impossible to become a master in an instant.

"Catch you!"

After the two fought for a few moves, the young man's eyes lit up, his five fingers stretched out, and he grabbed An Qisheng's left shoulder.

Click ~

In just a moment, An Qisheng's shoulder blades let out a moan, almost crushed.

Bang!

An Qisheng didn't care about the severe pain on his shoulder and punched him in the face.

"You're too tender."

The young man grabbed An Qisheng's shoulder with one hand, suddenly raised his hand, spreading his five fingers, blocking An Qisheng's punch.

"Tender?"

An Qisheng opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood foam. He suddenly stomped his feet, and his strength rose step by step, reaching his shoulders and elbows.

At the same time, his arm was bent and stretched, and he hit the young man's chest with a flat elbow along his body and followed the young man's stretching force.

Open the door and take action, and the six forces are integrated.
Chapter completed!