Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Little True Man Gets Angry
Boss Zhou's two bodyguards are both retired special forces, about thirty years old, which is the age of a wolf and a tiger, and there is no pressure to fight seven or eight at a time. The two of them pounced together, with full ruthlessness and ferocity, it was quite terrifying.
"Kill him, Made, kill him! I'm going to abolish him!" Boss Zhou finally shouted angrily, his mouth full of blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.
When he finished shouting these words, the first bodyguard pounced in front of Ye Tian and threw a thunderous punch.
Ye Tian met it with a punch and smashed the bodyguard upside down and flew out, shattering his hand bones and dislocating his arm.
The second bodyguard flew and kicked him, was grabbed by Ye Tianyi's ankle, and slammed down, and the whole person hit the ground like a meteor falling to the ground, falling half to death.
It was only a few seconds before and after, and it seemed that the battle was over before it even began.
Boss Zhou looked frightened, his mouth was open, and he couldn't speak anymore.
The other bosses who were watching also reacted at this time, quickly retreated, and distanced themselves from Ye Tian. When they looked at Ye Tian again, their eyes changed, like killing gods, and they were afraid.
Su Xuehai shook his head, knowing that this would be the case.
"Boss Su, who is your little friend, why are you so powerful?" a big boss leaned over to Su Xuehai and asked.
"Master!" Su Xuehai's face was solemn.
"What master?"
"Master of Martial Arts Internal Strength. ”
"What, Master Neijin? Didn't you say Master Gambling Stone? Damn, didn't you say it earlier, Su Xuehai, you misunderstood us!"
A group of bosses secretly hated in unison, and they were all scared!
Su Xuehai smiled bitterly, "I've already told you, but you don't listen." ”
The bodyguards of these big bosses are all martial artists, so they will have some understanding of martial arts, and know the terrible things about the master of internal strength, which is a strong man with one enemy and hundreds of enemies. They were all glad they didn't do it, otherwise they would have been unlucky. Although they all brought bodyguards over, they were all ordinary little warriors, and they were not enough for a master of internal strength to see.
"Little Zhenren, you have to call the shots for me!" shouted Boss Zhou. At first glance, when he heard that Ye Tian was a master of internal strength, his face turned pale with fright, but with the presence of Xiao Zhenren, he gave birth to some courage.
He is a big real estate boss, he was slapped in the face in public, and he was beaten so hard, how can he get by on face. He is not thin on Xiao Zhenren on weekdays, and has donated tens of millions of dollars to Panlongguan, hoping that Xiao Zhenren can help him find a field.
Xiao Zhenren didn't even glance at the big boss Zhang Jun who was lying on the ground, stared at Ye Tian, pouted and said: "Master of martial arts internal strength, he has such martial arts attainments at such a young age, no wonder he is so bold." I'm really admiring you more and more. If you can give me the Golden Magnetic Therapy Stone, I would love to make you a friend. From now on, I will treat you as a guest. Even, I can teach you spells if you want to. ”
Xiao Zhenren was showing favor to Ye Tian, and promised so many benefits, everyone was moved.
The spell of Panlongguan is a fairy-like existence, and countless people want to learn it and others don't teach it. Moreover, to be able to become a guest of Panlongguan, what a glorious thing, glorious lintel, glorious ancestors, enough to brag for a lifetime.
However, with so many benefits in front of him, Ye Tian didn't give face, and sneered: "It's just a matter of the last magic technique, don't learn it." And I don't want to make you a friend. ”
"What do you mean?" Xiao Zhenren's face suddenly darkened, and the only smile on his face disappeared instantly, "Mofa, are you looking down on my Panlongguan spells? Do you know what you're talking about?"
Xiao Zhenren was really angry this time, his body tightened, and he faintly exerted force, as if he was about to make a move.
Ye Tian's technique of insulting Panlongguan is the end of the law, to say that he is insulting other people's Taoism, insulting other people's inheritance, and insulting other people's sects, which is absolutely intolerable.
"Little Zhenren, show your hands, let him see the power of the immortal art of Panlongguan. ”
"Yes, he's just a martial artist, where does he know the horror of magic. ”
"I was fortunate enough to see the little real person Ling Bo walking slightly, treading water, really like a god. ”
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There are constantly proposals.
This is Splendid Villa, Xiao Zhenren doesn't want to be too reckless, and there are so many people watching, and the security guards of the villa have also come. Moreover, he is the first disciple of Panlongguan Wuya, representing Panlongguan, with a noble identity and outstanding status, if he robbed Ye Tian's golden magnetic therapy stone in front of everyone, wouldn't he lose the face of Panlongguan and his master Wuyanzi. However, it was still okay to use spells to scare Ye Tian.
Since ancient times, the Dao of Martial Arts has always been the same as the Martial Dao, and the two are not at the same level at all. The way of art can reach the sky, and I have never heard of the way of martial arts can reach the sky.
Although the martial arts are cultivated to the extreme, cultivated to the unity of heaven and man, and can also get a glimpse of the secret realm of immortality, but compared to the art of the Dao, the difficulty is not known how many times higher.
The essence of the gap between the two is that the Dao of Technique is closer to the Dao of Cultivating Immortals.
In modern society, martial arts flourish and Shudao declines, so some people have the illusion that martial arts are stronger than martial arts, lack of awe of martial arts, and lack of awe of magic masters.
"Well, let you see the power of my Panlongguan's magic. Keep your eyes open and look at it!"
"You are a martial arts cultivator, a frog at the bottom of a well, and you may not have been exposed to real magic in your life. The magic method is equivalent to the immortal method, and its power is far beyond the imagination of your warriors. ”
"Martial arts can cover the world at most, but only the way of art can reach the sky, and only the way of art is the way of immortality. ”
Xiao Zhenren belittled the martial arts, and the bodyguards and warriors present blushed for a while. However, they are not good at martial arts, and in the face of such a powerful existence as Xiao Zhenren, how dare they refute it.
"Huh!" the little real person exhaled violently, roaring like thunder, shaking people's eardrums.
Click, the light dimmed, and a street lamp behind the little real person was shattered!
There was a dead silence in the audience!
I saw that the face of the little real person was no sorrow or joy, no desire and no desire, it seemed to be peerless and independent, his arms were spread, he was like a big peng spreading his wings, the robe on his body was windless, the hair knot suddenly spread out, and the long hair was also fluttering. A coercion centered on him, instantly spread in all directions, like a strong wind, pressing the onlookers to retreat involuntarily. And the fallen leaves on the ground are like a strong wind blowing, rolling and flying.
"Is this an internal strength? It's amazing!" said a bodyguard warrior in shock.
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, only martial artists cultivate internal strength, cultivate dantian, cultivate qi sea, cultivate internal qi, and finally cultivate true qi, that is, true qi. This is the release of true qi. Another bodyguard corrected.
"Then, how is the strength of Xiao Zhenren better than Master Neijin?