The fight had just ended over there, and another fight started here. Chen Tairan's attention was naturally attracted. When he saw the two parties involved, he was stunned... Hey, is it him??
Facing the young man's flying palm, the thin black boy didn't even open his eyes. He casually stretched out his finger and hit the Laogong point on the palm of the other man's palm with perfect accuracy.
"Hiss..." The vital point was stabbed, and the young man immediately took a breath of cold air, took three steps back, and hugged the palm of his right hand, his whole body trembling.
It's not that he's inexperienced, nor is he a young man with good moral character, it's just that... this kind of pain is extraordinary, a very special kind of pain that is hard to describe in words. After one hit, most of the strength in the body will disappear!
"Your palm skills are even worse than those of your junior brother." The skinny black boy shook his head, with a hint of contempt in his expression.
Several young men dressed in fashionable clothes looked at each other and gathered around him in unison. They looked at each other and suddenly attacked the thin black boy with punches and kicks!
Hey! Interesting...
Seeing this scene, Chen Tairan couldn't help but smile. This guy has always been a character who fears chaos in the world. Of course, he likes to see this kind of thing.
According to his understanding of the dark and skinny boy, those boys might be in trouble now...
What happened was exactly as he expected. The joint attacks of six or seven people could not even make two moves in front of the black and thin boy. They used the "Iron Feather" move, hitting the young man first and last time.
On their knees, they all fell to the ground in the blink of an eye!
At this time, all the boys were stunned. Not only them, but also the people who were watching the fight with a smile at the beginning were stunned. Even the two people who were fighting fiercely in the field stopped involuntarily.
"Senior brother!" Xiaosi rushed back to help several senior brothers and glared at the thin black boy.
"What are you looking at? I didn't break their legs." They didn't care at all and their words were extremely arrogant.
"Okay! Just wait!" Xiao Si punched the ground with his fist, then ran into the back door, apparently calling for someone.
After a while, this kid led a handsome guy wearing a sleeveless jacket back to fight again, and proudly introduced to everyone that this was his master.
Before the handsome man in the jacket could speak, several men in training uniforms appeared behind him. They all looked to be in their thirties, and they were obviously not peripheral disciples.
"What's going on?" A burly man with a bare head and a somewhat fierce face asked with his eyebrows furrowed.
As soon as this guy opened his mouth, the young men immediately felt an invisible pressure quietly coming on them, and they couldn't help but shut their mouths. For a while, the place was completely silent.
"Master...Master." The strong man who made the move earlier lowered his head, feeling a little guilty.
"What, are you fighting someone?" The bald man's eyes widened, startling his apprentice.
"Yes...yes."
"Losing or winning?"
"Win...win."
"That's pretty much it." The bald man smiled with satisfaction - I have to say, his smile is really... very unique. Taking a photo to stop a child from crying, the effect is absolutely first-rate.
The fashionable boy secretly gritted his teeth, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
The bald man was a martial arts practitioner, and he was very successful in the practice. He was very sensitive to other people's hostility. He noticed it in a blink of an eye. He looked at the fashionable guy's dress, and then looked at the handsome guy in a jacket beside him, and couldn't help but grin.
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"Aha, who do I think this is? Isn't this Junior Brother Li? We haven't seen each other for three years, right?"
"That's right." The handsome man in the jacket twitched his lips and replied in a nonchalant manner: "Senior Brother Wei, you still haven't changed. You are always so tall and mighty, with a five-star popularity index. You can be noticed at a glance no matter where you are.
you."
"Ah haha, you deserve it." The bald man put his arms around the shoulders of the handsome guy in the jacket and said with a smile: "Senior brother, there is a secret to being so cool. If you practice this kung fu well, people's spirits will be different."
"Oh, really, then I have to congratulate senior brother." The handsome guy in the jacket's face sank, and he was secretly annoyed...
***, wasn’t it just that your apprentice won the battle just now? As for being so awesome? Look, his tail is raised to the sky!
"Junior brother Li, it's not that my senior brother is telling you that you haven't studied hard in these years, right?"
"What? When I heard what Senior Brother Wei said, could it be that he wanted to teach you something?" The handsome guy in the jacket narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Haha, that's what I meant!" The bald man laughed a few times and said: "Why, Junior Brother Li won't be like three years ago, with his body occasionally getting cold and unable to use force, right? Ah? Hahaha!~"
When I mentioned this, the expression of the handsome guy in the jacket visibly stiffened. Obviously, there was a little story in it.~
"Please, Junior Brother Li." Seeing that he had nothing to say, the bald man couldn't help being happy. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture of inviting a competition among his peers.
The handsome guy in the jacket glanced at the skinny dark boy beside him, couldn't help but sigh, shook his head and said: "Senior Brother Wei, please stop it. With Junior Brother Sun here, how can we have the nerve to show it to make people laugh?"
"Junior Brother Sun??" The bald man frowned, obviously not recognizing the young man on the ground.
"That's right." The handsome guy in the jacket smiled slightly and added: "Uncle Sun of the Winged Tiger has four inner disciples, each named Bo Zhongshu Ji. This junior brother is none other than Junior Brother Sun Jili, a disciple of Uncle Sun."
"I have admired you for a long time." The bald man cupped his hands nonchalantly. It looked like he didn't take the person seriously. I really don't know how to "appreciate" him, let alone "appreciate him for a long time."
The thin black boy nodded slightly towards him, his expression still cold and indifferent. The auras of the two people instantly collided with each other, and they were inseparable...
"Brother Wei, come on.~" Several people behind the bald man laughed and cheered him on.
"Tch! Why don't you go up and fight on your own? What's the point of being a cat on the side?" The handsome guy in the jacket walked up and beat each other's chests with a group of people, chatting and laughing, obviously they were on good terms.
"Hey, Junior Brother Li, it's not like you don't know your Senior Brother Wei's Kung Fu. If we can beat him, then why do we need to say so much?~" A man wearing a white training suit smiled and said,
There was a sour taste in his tone.
"Yes, in the internal competition three years ago, you, Senior Brother Wei, and Senior Brother Sun Bocheng, became the two heroes of our sect. After these three years, we are afraid that we will be left behind by him again.
"The other person also spit out sour water.
The handsome guy in the jacket was about to reply, but suddenly he saw Senior Brother Wei in the field, and he was shocked all over. He took three steps back suddenly, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, with three words written all over his face: I don't believe it!
