"Northwest Wrangler Ma Family? I wonder if you know Ma Wei?"
Wang Tao thought of the masters invited by the Zhu family to help the Shen family that day, and it was Ma Wei who blocked the Yuan family's previous rounds of arrogance.
"Ma Wei? Do you know my cousin?"
It was a bit surprising that the man was holding a steel whip. People in the world are loyal. If he was really a friend of his cousin, he would not be so cruel. However, for the sake of family interests and 10 billion in cash, he still gritted his teeth and refused to give up.
"We know you. For Ma Wei's sake, I will spare your life today."
Wang Tao said, clasping his fingers into the shape of a sword, and then pointed it at the man holding the whip.
The first form of Xuanhuang Kendo - Ten Years of Cold Night.
As he took action, the whip-wielding man with strong Qi strength felt a warning sign in his heart, and a heavy danger shrouded his mind.
"snort!"
The man holding the whip snorted coldly, poured all his energy into the steel whip, and then struck hard against Wang Tao's sword intent.
With a "pop." sound, the steel whip broke, and the remaining sword intent hit the man holding the whip. He was knocked away by the sword intent, but did not suffer much injury.
This is obviously the result of Wang Tao holding back because of Ma Wei's face, otherwise he would not be able to withstand Wang Tao's sword due to his weak strength of Qi Condensation.
"Transformation of the Martial Saint? Hiss!"
The man with the whip hit the ground and his face suddenly turned ugly. He screamed in shock, which made everyone look like this.
"Haha, it's just a martial saint, let me do it!"
At this time another middle-aged man stood up.
"How dare you come up and humiliate yourself even though you are just condensing your energy? Scoff"
Liu Guobing glanced at the injured whip-wielding man and mocked with disdain.
The man with the whip seemed to know this person, but his face was gloomy and he did not dare to speak.
"I, Liu Guobing, was born in the Liu family of Jizhou Huxing Quan. I started practicing martial arts at the age of three. I reached the peak at the age of twenty-five. I am now forty-six and have become a martial arts saint. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I have seen geniuses like those who have crossed the river.
Crucian, seeing as you are young, it is not easy for you to become a mortal martial saint, and it is not easy for you to practice martial arts. If you kowtow to the Li family and admit your mistake, will I spare your life?"
Liu Guobing held his hands behind his back, looking calm and natural, with a kind smile on his face, as if he was giving guidance to his younger generations.
"You kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I can spare your life."
Wang Tao didn't even raise his eyelids, and his tone was extremely indifferent, as if Liu Guobing just farted.
"Arrogant! You think you can cause trouble in the Li family just because you can hurt the Qi Condensation master. If I take action, I can kill two Qi Condensation masters with one move. Compared with the two, you are far from my opponent. Hmph.
! It’s not easy to learn your martial arts. I was kind enough to save your life, but you didn’t know how to cherish it. Damn it!”
Liu Guobing looked annoyed, stared at Wang Tao coldly, and then slowly raised his fist.
"Looking at the sky from a well, today I will let you know what the gap is and what a true martial saint is."
"oh!"
Wang Tao suddenly raised his head this time and looked at Liu Guobing like a fool.
"Tiger roams the world, ow."
Liu Guobing roared loudly, his body shook violently, and a tiger roar came from his body. The onlookers were immediately shocked when they heard this.
"Ouch!"
As he took action, there was another tiger roar, and the expressions of some ordinary people changed drastically, as if they were really being targeted by a tiger.
Li Gang had not practiced martial arts, so when he heard the roar of the tiger, he was frightened in his heart, trembling all over, and almost ran away.
"There is no momentum, no strength."
Wang Tao watched Liu Guobing come up with a series of fierce punches. He shook his head disdainfully, feeling a little surprised in his heart.
This skilled woman is most suitable to join the acrobatic troupe. For a while, Wang Tao was a little jealous of his talent, but he couldn't bear the heartache and killed him.
After all, there are not many talents who can meet such vivid and lifelike people. The inheritance of ancient Chinese culture has been cut off, and ** is one of them.
Wang Tao thought like this, and pointed out with his sword that he originally wanted to use the dilemma of yin and yang, so that he could kill the "** Master" in front of him with one blow.
But!
He stretched out his sword finger and temporarily changed it to Hanye Ten Years, just to spare Liu Guobing's life.
In Wang Tao's opinion, Liu Guobing's lifelike martial arts was much more powerful than his martial arts.
The first form of Xuanhuang Kendo - Ten Years of Cold Night.
A cold sword energy was shot out, driven by his powerful true energy, and its power was so powerful.
With a sound of "Boom.", the sword energy hit Liu Guobing's fist. Many tiger-head shadows appeared on his fist for a moment. These shadows collided with Wang Tao's sword intention for a moment and then shattered.
The sword energy knocked Liu Guobing away, and he lay on the ground with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
"I miss you so much. Go back and practice more and form an acrobatic troupe in the future."
As soon as Wang Tao finished speaking, the onlookers couldn't help laughing and looked at Liu Guobing sitting on the ground with a gloomy expression.
"Ouch! I remember you. I will repay you a thousand times for the humiliation I have suffered today. Ouch!"
Liu Guobing also knew that he was no match for Wang Tao, but he didn't know that Wang Tao was holding back. He thought that there was not much difference between him and him, so he dared to say ignorant words.
"Hmph! Mao Xing Quan is indeed unreliable! Let me, Zhou Mo, a 18-year-old practitioner, give it a try."
When everyone saw that Wang Tao seemed to be on par with Liu Guobing in strength, some of the mortal warrior saints who were stronger than Liu Guobing were immediately moved.
"snort!"
Liu Guobing snorted coldly, but did not refute. He naturally recognized the person who was ridiculing him, and he himself felt that he was no match for this person.
"Eighteen horizontal training?"
Wang Tao was slightly taken aback and couldn't figure out what the number eighteen meant.
"Hmph! You must be scared! The so-called Eighteen Horizontal Exercises means that all eighteen parts of my body have been trained into steel."
Zhou Mo said, feeling that the explanation was not enough. Under everyone's strange gazes, he took out a brick from his arms.
"Hmph! Don't blink? Watch carefully."
As he spoke, he held the brick in one hand, and then broke the brick into two pieces with one palm. The end was as flat as a knife, which really showed his skill.
Wang Tao's face twitched when he saw this scene.
Damn it! Isn’t this the one-handed monument opening by the acrobatic troupe?
Damn it! Sure enough, the masters are among the people. These martial arts are not good at fighting, but they are very good at acrobatics.
Wang Tao thought like this and hesitated again. It was obvious that this person was a good player in the acrobatic troupe and would be able to make a lot of money on nationwide rural tours in the future.
Wang Tao didn't know it, but this just reflected the current dilemma of Chinese martial arts: he never lost in words and never won in fights.
Talent!
What is most important in the new century? Talent!
Especially this kind of inheritor of acrobatics who inherits ancient culture.
Phew! Come on, spare his life!
Wang Tao thought like this, pointed out his sword, and Zhou Mo took a dozen steps back, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wang Tao in surprise.
"Looking at your unique ability to open the monument with one hand, I will spare your life and go home and start an acrobatic troupe!"
"Hahaha!"
As soon as Wang Tao finished speaking, the people around him burst into laughter.
"Yes! One knows how to dance, and the other knows how to open monuments with one hand. Hurry up and debut on the spot. I will donate 100,000 yuan to establish an acrobatic troupe."
"Hahaha, I will donate one million."
"Ten million, no more."
"Hahaha."
…
The crowd booed, and Liu Guobing and Zhou Mo looked ugly for a while, but there was nothing they could do.
"Hmph! Two retarded idiots who only know how to juggle! Let me, the golden dart Barong, come to meet these guys."