Chapter 64 Heaven is not born, I am extraordinary, the ancient martial arts are like a long night
"Zhuo Bufan, you are just a new disciple, how can you speak here?" Duan Shanhe said sharply.
As a disciple of Longhu Martial Arts School, he didn't say anything. Now you come out to pretend to be a hero. Where will my face be put?
Zhuo Bufan glanced at him indifferently, "Foreign masters come to challenge and injure the gym owner. You don't dare to say a word, but you come to accuse me. You are nothing short of useless."
"What did you say?" Duan Shanhe was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and his eyes were bigger than a bell. "Is it your turn to speak up here?"
Chen Longhu used his inner energy to suppress the pain in his chest and said weakly: "Shanhe, Bufan is just a man of good intentions."
Li Busheng put his hands behind his back, with a slight smile on his lips, as if he was looking at the world's heroes with a smile. Although everyone was angry, there were others who were better in martial arts than them. In the martial arts world, the law of the jungle is always the law of the jungle.
Jin Chezai snorted coldly, "Don't imitate others and be a hero if you don't have the ability."
At this time, Zhuo Bufan suddenly stood up, and Ye Ziqin, who was sitting next to him, frowned. The last time he saw Zhuo Bufan fight, it was only against some gangsters, who could easily jump three meters away from the ones in front of him.
High, the master who can break bluestone with one palm is not at the same level.
"Bufan." Ye Ziqin called softly and wanted to reach out to hold him, but unfortunately he still couldn't.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at Ye Ziqin and nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
After that, he stood up and walked towards Jin Che Zai.
"Forget it, Bufan." Ye Xuan was afraid that Zhuo Bufan would be injured by others, so he shouted hurriedly.
"I said no one can hurt my friends."
Li Hu and Zhang Kai had disdain on their faces, "Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? You can't even defeat ordinary stance boxing skills, and you are still showing off here."
Liu Xuan curled her lips and said, "It's enough to just show off your prestige. If you really plan to take action, you won't be afraid of being beaten to death."
People are always like this, fearing power but not being moral. They dare not speak to others who are strong in martial arts. When they see Zhuo Bufan speaking out for justice, they sneer at Zhuo Bufan just because he is a weakling. After all, Zhuo Bufan doesn't have the courage to stand up even though he doesn't have as strong a martial arts as them.
But they acted like cowards, so naturally they couldn't stand him.
Only Chen Longhu, Liang Zhongkong and other powerful gym owners were suddenly stunned when they saw Zhuo Bufan's back.
Every time Zhuo Bufan took a step, his aura changed drastically. He had secretly unlocked the sealed spiritual acupoints, and his whole body was full of spiritual energy. Even Li Busheng was stunned for a moment.
Some people already felt that something was wrong. Chen Longhu looked at Zhuo Bufan blankly, with a feeling that he didn't recognize him. Is this the same young man who was sweating all over the body while practicing boxing and beating wooden stakes under the sunset every day a few days ago?
"Give."
"he."
"road."
"apologize."
Zhuo Bufan put his hands on his back and every time he took a step or uttered a word from his mouth, people who were closer to Zhuo Bufan felt a huge pressure, as if they were pressed by rocks from the Five Mountains, and even breathing became difficult.
Jin Chezai's face suddenly changed, and blood spilled from his nostrils and mouth. It turned out that Zhuo Bufan's voice was full of true energy. This was one of the lowest martial arts skills he had learned in the martial arts sect. It transformed the sound into hurting people, and poured the true energy into his body.
The sound waves shock the enemy's internal organs and lungs.
Even those who have mastered this kind of kung fu to the highest level can pronounce words to kill. Just uttering one syllable can cause the enemy's whole body to self-destruct.
"Chezai." Li Busheng reacted and quickly reached out and pressed Jin Chezai's shoulder to transmit a ray of true energy to help him stabilize his mind.
Li Bu Sheng's face turned pale and he glared at Zhuo Bufan angrily, "So there is a hidden master here? He can hurt people by transmitting sound, a secret warrior!"
The other party obviously regarded his move as a technique used by dark masters.
"A master of dark power?"
"How is it possible? Isn't he a new disciple of Longhu Martial Arts School?"
Li Hu and Zhang Kai opened their mouths wide and their minds went blank. They had known Zhuo Bufan for a week, and at first they looked down on his appearance as an outsider. They had been ridiculing him for the past few days. They did not expect that Zhuo Bufan was a real person.
Don't show your face!
Chen Longhu and Chen Min also had shocked expressions on their faces. In the past few afternoons when Zhuo Bufan came to the martial arts hall, he stood on the wooden stakes and hit the wooden stakes with his fists over and over again. All he did was the simplest things for martial arts apprentices.
, he is actually an dark warrior, even more powerful than Chen Longhu.
Duan Shanhe's eyes nearly bulged out. Zhuo Bufan was an Dark Force warrior and was already a master in the martial arts world. He glanced at Ye Ziqin subconsciously and felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Is he still the same person?" Ye Ziqin frowned tightly, with a complicated expression on her pretty face.
Li Busheng suddenly burst into laughter and said: "Okay, okay, finally there is someone who can make me show off my true skills, the King of All Destroyers!" After saying that, he suddenly became powerful and powerful, like roaring sea water, and there was a strong wind around him.
Raging, blowing leaves rustling down.
"What kind of kung fu is this?" someone exclaimed.
Chen Longhu said in a daze: "This is just a means of forcibly improving one's own skills through secret techniques. It won't last long, but now his strength has probably increased by at least double."
"You are a genius. If you are given another ten years, you may be able to step into the Huajin Grandmaster and become a master like no other, or even the youngest Huajin master. But today I will strangle you in the cradle.
Among them." Li Busheng's whole body was full of vitality, making a crackling sound like fried beans.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and sighed: "If heaven had not given birth to me, Zhuo Bufan, my martial arts would be like a long night. It doesn't matter. I will kill you today and revive the power of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts."
"At this moment, you are so quick to talk!" Li Bu Sheng said coldly, and was about to take action when he saw Zhuo Bufan stretch out a palm, and a feeling of vigilance and ominous omen suddenly jumped out from his heart.
When Jin Chezai saw the master, his expression immediately changed, and he suddenly turned around and headed towards the door.
This is the sixth sense of alertness that only a master who has practiced martial arts to the extreme can have. He has a strong feeling that if he doesn't run away, he will be the one who dies.
He turned around and ran with almost all his strength. He rushed to the door of the yard in an instant. No one present could realize why he ran away so suddenly.
"I want to leave, Little Thousand Buddha's Hands!" Zhuo Bufan stood on the spot and raised his palm, condensing his true energy, and pressed it down fiercely, as if Tathagata was suppressing Monkey King. From a distance of nearly ten meters away, there seemed to be something in the sky
An invisible palm slapped Li Bu Sheng directly on the bluestone slab like an ant.
A large crater was made in the middle of the huge bluestone slab. Centered on Li Bu Sheng's body, cracked spider patterns spread out about ten meters away. Blood overflowed from Li Bu Sheng's ears, nostrils, and mouth. His meridians were severed and all his bones were broken.
Broken into 365 pieces.
The whole place was silent, as quiet as a chatter.
Ten meters in the air, the power of a palm was as powerful as a god or demon. Everyone in the audience stopped thinking, and only one sentence echoed in their ears:
"If heaven had not given birth to me as an extraordinary person, my martial arts would be like a long night." (To be continued)