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Chapter 162 Fighting Old Li

Luo Tian only gave Xuanwu five minutes, so he didn't dare to delay it. Even though he was afraid, he had to do it, otherwise, if his elder brother got angry, the consequences would be even more terrible.

Anyway, if you stretch your neck, it's a knife, and if you shrink your neck, it's also a knife. I'll admit it.

Rushing out of the nightclub like a gust of wind, Xuanwu jumped into the car and drove towards Tianrong Hotel at a very fast speed.

At this time, at the Tianrong Hotel, Luo Tian, ​​Mr. Li, and Fa Hai were changing cups and drinking happily. Pei Rong and Lan Lan couldn't stand the sleepiness anymore. After all, they had already eaten on the ground.

Lan Lan was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. Seeing that the two of them hadn't started fighting yet, she became a little anxious. She just asked Luo Tian to tell her the results of the battle tomorrow, and then followed Pei Rong upstairs. They didn't understand men's affairs.

Not interested either.

"Master, you've drank a lot. Drink less. I'm afraid you'll be drunk if you start making moves later." Mr. Li kindly dissuaded you.

"Afotofo, don't worry, old benefactor, you can't get drunk. The more a monk drinks, the stronger he will be." Fahai said with a smile.

"Oh, that's good, that's good, hehe." Mr. Li was startled. Based on his knowledge and scheming, he guessed Fahai's intention. If the prediction is correct, he should use Drunken Fist later.

That's right.

Mr. Li's guess was right. Fahai had exactly this intention, and Luohan drunkenness was his special skill.

Since Luo Tian asked him to fight with this old man, the other party should not be simple, so Fa Hai did not dare to hide his secrets, and despite Fa Hai's nonchalant look, when he heard Luo Tian call Xuan Wu, the one with long hair

When these two guys come together, you will know that the other party is really not simple.

"Brother, I'm here. Hey, it's not too late. Hey, monk, you're drunk again. Are you drunk?"

At this time, Xuanwu rushed in, said hello to Luo Tian, ​​and then teased the monk with a smile. Fahai couldn't help but glared, "You bastard, how many times have you called me master?"

"Tch!" Xuanwu curled his lips disdainfully.

"Okay, Cong, we have distinguished guests today. Don't be rude. Come and see Mr. Li!" Luo Tian said with a smile.

"Mr. Li?"

When Xuanwu heard this, he realized that there was an old man sitting next to Luo Tian. His face was wrinkled, but he was very energetic. He was a little confused, but he still obediently stepped forward to greet him, "Junior Shao Yuancong has met Mr. Li!"

"Not bad, not bad, what a young man." Mr. Li stared at him as soon as he came in from Xuanwu, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Luo Tian would have not only this master monk but also such a young and powerful expert. This combination of strength could not be matched even by the Xie family. Just because Luo Tian, ​​a monster, was beyond the reach of any family.

can have.

"Ahem, Mr. Li is so polite, I don't deserve it." Even though Xuanwu is always out of shape, he still knows how to handle big scenes.

"Okay, it's getting late, friend. Since they are both here, let's get started. Let's do some exercise. It's time to go to bed. As people get older, they are always sleepy." Mr. Li said with a smile.

“Hmm?”

?”

"What? Brother, you want me to fight him?"

Xuanwu was stunned for a moment, but he felt happy in his heart. He thought Brother Tian was going to test his kung fu, but it turned out that he was looking for an old man to fight with him, and he felt relieved all of a sudden.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hey, I'm Mr. Li, this, fists and feet have no eyes, are you insured?"

When Mr. Li heard this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes angrily. At first, he thought this guy was quite serious, but then he revealed his true colors. How could he look down on himself with the same virtue as this great monk?

"Cong, don't be fooled. It would be good if you masters can perform ten moves in Mr. Li's hands together." Luo Tian said with a smile.

"Amitabha, Donor Luo, don't let others' ambitions destroy your own prestige. This poor monk is quite confident in his own strength."

Fahai was a little displeased, and Xuanwu didn't believe it either. After all, both of them had amazing strength, and they were taking the hard way. Looking at the old man's frail appearance, it seemed that he couldn't bear a punch, so it's no wonder that the two of them didn't believe it.

"Haha, You Tai thinks highly of me. I don't think the two of them can do the eleven moves."

Now, Mr. Li is no longer polite, and says with a smile, he must let the two guys know that the pot is made of iron, and bullying the old man is not such a way of bullying, right?

"Eleven moves?" Fahai and Xuanwu rolled their eyes at the same time. Although Mr. Li had one more move than Luo Tian, ​​it was obvious that there was contempt in his words.

"Okay, Mr. Li, please." Luo Tian stood up, and then led Xuanwu and Fahai to a huge conference room on the first floor. In fact, this conference room was just a decoration and was rarely used. Luo Tian regarded it as

He arrived at the training ground, where Xuanwu and Fahai usually competed.

"Is this person really a master?" Seeing Mr. Li walking calmly and calmly, as Luo Tian walked in front, Xuanwu behind him glanced at Fahai suspiciously, and saw that Fahai's face was also extremely solemn.

"Please, you two, it's just a discussion, we'll stop there."

Arriving at the conference room, Mr. Li stood still in the middle. His aura suddenly changed. His waist straightened up. All the bones in his body crackled. His body suddenly lifted up a few inches. His complexion became rosy and there seemed to be fewer wrinkles on his skin.

He saw a lot, and his eyes were shining brightly.

The invisible momentum actually vibrated in waves, with a special rhythm, like the waves of the sea gently lapping against the rocks.

Luo Tian's eyes suddenly narrowed. This kind of momentum, this kind of rhythm, there is a feeling of being in harmony with nature, and using sound to enter the Tao. "Could he be?" Luo Tian suddenly thought of a person.

"Monk, let's get started. This old man really has two brushes."

Seeing that Mr. Li was calm and relaxed, when he stood there, he felt like he was integrated with the space environment. His whole body was made of nature, and his whole body was filled with a unique charm.

Xuanwu's face couldn't help but become solemn, he shouted at the monk, and swooped over him first, like an eagle spreading its wings and striking the sky.

Xuanwu is indeed Luo Tian's master, a figure in the middle stage of entering the house. This move is really terrifying and unusual. He feints with one hand and strikes hard with his right leg. Mixed with the whistling wind, he hits Mr. Li's head.

Split it.

"Huh, not bad. You have both speed and strength. Among the masters in the middle stage of entering the house, you are considered the strongest." Mr. Li smiled slightly and swayed slightly. He just misplaced his feet and easily avoided Xuanwu's attack.

A sharp blow.

"You are so angry at the old benefactor, you are a drunken arhat!"

Fahai shouted loudly, his body swayed, and he leaned towards Mr. Li crookedly. He seemed to be awake but not awake, drunk but not drunk. He had a strong momentum, and his steps were staggering, but there was a feeling of overwhelming strength.

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"Huh? What a drunken boxing. It has been tempered for thousands of times. I don't know who created it. It combines the essence of hundreds of schools of thought and melts it into one furnace, but it is completely natural. Not bad!" Seeing the monk take action, Mr. Li's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but nod in approval.

, the steps under his feet remained unchanged, fluttering lightly, like a butterfly in a flower, a withered hand pulled him smoothly, and unexpectedly hit Xuanwu.

"He is indeed a master."

Xuanwu was shocked, and relying on his young strength, he stepped forward bravely and used the most elite moves, including point, cut, hit, smash, and kick. The moves were complex but exquisite, which amazed Mr. Li in the same way.

If Fahai's Drunken Fist is powerful and has deep inner strength, which is a typical Buddhist foundation, but Xuanwu's moves are too complicated, seem to have no routine, and are self-contained. I originally wanted to see the details of Nian Xuanwu, but I couldn't figure it out.

, which family and sect does he belong to?

Xuanwu called Luo Tian his brother, and Luo Tian thought highly of him. He also wanted to see Luo Tian's true identity from Xuanwu's moves, but he didn't expect that his moves were too complicated, but he followed a masculine and orthodox path.

He is upright and upright, and it can be seen that this person's character is definitely not an evil person.

"Son, if you don't show your best skills, we will lose." Fahai couldn't help but shouted when he saw that Xuanwu was still using ordinary moves.

, but this guy still retained his strength. What shocked Fahai even more was that every time Mr. Li moved, he seemed to be stepping on some kind of drum beat, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Step on the middle palace, do the Eight Diagrams, use the rhythm as the root, and use the drum beats to increase the amplitude. It's good and powerful. If you don't interrupt midway, your strength will continue to increase."

Luo Tian watched Mr. Li take action and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

When he met this old man for the first time, he went upstairs to the beat of the drum. Fortunately, he resisted it. Now that he saw the drum again, Luo Tian had a deeper understanding.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "If he were twenty years younger, I would never be his opponent. When he was young, he was definitely a master in the middle and late stages of becoming a Saint. Even though his level has declined a lot now, he is still at the peak of the early stages of becoming a Saint.

At this level, with Xuanwu and Fahai joining forces, they are no match at all."

At this moment, Xuanwu felt impatient when he heard Fa Hai's shouts. The frequency of this old man's steps was too weird. Every step was like stepping on his chest, making him suffocate and vomit blood in discomfort. He couldn't perform at all.

The true strength comes out, but it is restricted everywhere.

"elder brother"

Xuanwu looked at Luo Tian. He was about to use his special move, the Seven Hunting Moves. However, these seven moves were too ruthless. Their strength increased sharply and they would not stop until death. They could only be used on evil opponents. This was just a sparring exercise, so Xuanwu was hesitating.

, he was also driven into panic and looked to Luo Tian to ask for his opinion.

Luo Tian nodded slightly. If his brother wants to be respected, he must have enough strength!

So Luo Tian acquiesced.

"roar"

Xuanwu suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, like a war wolf howling, his whole aura changed, he became violent, his eyes turned red, his true power stirred the air, and it even crackled. His strength increased so much that he suddenly reached

The peak of the late period of entry.

The moves have changed, the momentum has changed, like a ferocious tiger, moving forward, the moves are fierce, weird, and powerful.

"The seventh hunting style is launched!"

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