Summer didn't know the man in front of her.

It is also not clear why the other side provoked for no reason.

He didn't want to deal with the other party, but that doesn't mean he can tolerate everything.

Anyone who touches the bottom line will be killed without him.

"Okay, I'll fight you. ”

Summer turned around, squinted at each other, and said lightly, "Don't die." ”

Hear the words.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then grinned, "If you don't die, you won't die, I'm afraid you won't succeed." ”

That being said.

But his expression became extremely solemn.

Just in an instant, the momentum around his body burst out like a flood bursting the embankment, and the powerful momentum spread, and the clothes on his body were blowing without wind, and the hunting sounded.

Even his head was dancing wildly.

Such a scene fell in the eyes of people from all directions, and all of them were shocked.

The originally noisy scene was quiet for a while.

"These two are not going to make movies, are they? ”

Someone whispered an understatement.

But no one laughed at it.

On the contrary, many people showed expressions of deep approval.

And turn your head to look around, whether there will be any props for making movies around.

Otherwise.

There was no wind here, and the clothes and hair on his body were dancing wildly.

But those who are closer to the ring have a different feeling.

They could all feel a suffocating momentum, like a boulder pressing down on their hearts, making people breathless.

This...... What's going on.

On the other hand, in the summer, it is still calm and waveless, but the eyes have become a solemnity.

He naturally sensed that the other party was a master.

And he's a master.

It's definitely not Jin Shengyuan and the like.

Apparently.

The other party came prepared.

Boom Boom!

The man took three steps in a row, and the huge ring shook one after another, shaking violently like an earthquake.

Wow.

There was an uproar.

Everyone below stared in shock.

Even Han Meiji is no exception.

She first came to Huaxia and knew Summer's identity, and she knew that his strength was very strong.

But...... How can you meet a master casually.

She was completely sure that judging by his momentum alone, the man in the ring was not only a master, but also a master.

If such a master is placed in Goryeo, it is definitely an existence standing at the top of the pyramid, but I am afraid that he will already be famous in all directions.

Could it be that Huaxia has reached a situation where there are as many masters as dogs and high-level masters are everywhere?

She wasn't the only one who had this thought.

Monica, who covered her face with a scarf, also revealed a complex color.

This is the reason why Huaxia is feared by the major Western forces.

The heritage of China is too deep.

In addition to the nominal Guardian Alliance, there are also various masters hidden in the people.

There are also ancient martial arts families, hidden families and ancient martial arts sects.

How can those forces abroad not be afraid?

In fact.

They don't know that Huaxia is vast and has a very deep heritage, but there are not many masters like men.

At this moment.

It's in a lavish room on the second floor of the bar.

Jin Aorong, known as the first son of Suzhou and Hangzhou, sat there, looking at the surveillance screen in front of him with great interest.

Beside him stood a middle-aged man.

The man looks ordinary, but his head is very large, and his face is solemn at the moment, and his eyes are staring at the video screen without blinking.

"Big head, how did you say that the people of the Lotus Sect would find me, do they think I am stupid and will take the initiative to deal with Summer?"

The man named Big Head shook his head, "They may have found out that you used to do something to Summer before. ”

"Hehehe......"

Speaking of the past, Jin Aorong laughed at himself.

"If a person falls in one place, he must remember that if he falls from the same place, he is an idiot. ”

After a pause, his eyes were cold, "Even now, I am hostile to Summer, and I even want to kill him...... Uhh

Speaking of this, he sighed, "However, I have personally witnessed the people and forces that fell in the same place, Ji Hong, the Meng family, and the Long family...... I really don't understand what the Lotus Sect thinks, hehehehe. ”

Datou said, "Xuanqing said that Gu Chen's younger brother Gu Yun is a member of the Lotus Sect and his junior brother, since this is the case, he can directly seek revenge on that summer, and find Da Shao, I am afraid that he wants to make a secret move." ”

Jin Aorong smiled disdainfully.

"It's not that I can't hold it on my face, now I want to see how strong he is, hehehe, in fact, I don't have much hope for him. ”

The big head nodded thoughtfully, "I can feel that he is only afraid that he has reached the legendary human realm, but compared to that summer, it is still not good." ”

......

In the ring.

"Boy, I want to see how arrogant you are, and you dare to fight with me endlessly, let you taste my gossip palm today!"

The man's face was murderous, his body was full of momentum, and the clothes on his body crackled.

Bang!

He stepped out and stomped on the ground, and with a thud, the ring trembled.

Immediately afterwards, his feet seemed to be walking on ice, the soles of his feet were close to the ground, his body was like a swimming dragon, his arms were dancing continuously, dazzling, and then he suddenly slapped out with a palm, bringing a buzzing air explosion.

When this slap was struck, the people who were close to the audience could even hear the air exploding, and they couldn't help but gasp.

It turns out that it's not filming, it's real kung fu.

On the other hand, in summer, the lines are not moving, and the face is expressionless.

Squinted his eyes and stared directly at the man attacking from the opposite side. yy1s

Baguazhang?

He sneered in his heart.

The other party's external form is indeed Baguazhang, but its true essence is Baguahuazhang.

Although the latter has two more words, it is already two essences.

He had vaguely guessed the identity of the other party.

Lotus Pie!

Watch a palm magnify in the field of vision.

Turbulence.

Summer moved.

He raised his arms across his chest, and with a muffled thud, the man's palm slapped on Summer's arm.

Time seems to freeze in time.

There is no imaginary bang, no imaginary screams.

There is no imaginary scene of being photographed in the summer.

Summer just stood quietly, blocking the other party's palm that seemed to burst the air.

How can it be.

The man's face was shocked.

He felt like his palms were slapping against steel. The whole arm is numb.

To know.

Don't look at it as just a palm, but it's a palm with all his strength.

Now that he has made a move, he never thought of fighting with Summer.

Instead, he wanted to take advantage of the other party's laxity and carelessness, and deliberately provoked the other party, and then hit him with all his might.

"You ......"

He wanted to withdraw his palm, but as soon as he had a thought, there was a snap, and his wrist was clasped by Summer.

"Bagua Lotus Palm is well practiced. ”

There was not a hint of mood swings on Summer's resolute cheeks, "but it was just good." ”

Immediately afterwards, he said coldly, "You also eat my palm!"

Summer clasped the other's wrist with her left hand, raised her right arm, and spread her five fingers.

Suddenly.

A palm slap out.

Death lightning.

You can't catch the marks with your eyes.

The palm was already slapped on the man's chest.

Again, it didn't make a loud noise.

While patting on the other party's chest, it was fluttering and weak, and it retracted like a dragonfly.

The man still stood there silently.

No muffled grunts of pain, no vomiting of blood.

This palm seems to be even worse than the other one's palm.

Just when the people below were puzzled, in vain, the man's upper body couldn't help but bow.

Snort.

I saw that the clothes on his back suddenly shredded, turned into rags, and shattered in the air.

Expose the skin inside.

The torn shape of the garment is a palm print.

。 m.