"Stand down!"

In the Sigui Pavilion, Zhang Tao Huo Ran got up.

With three simple words, the scene froze, the sword master's expression changed, and the corner of the overlord's mouth smiled.

On the field, Tie Shou decisively withdrew, and returned to the pavilion with an expressionless face, and the javelin generally stood behind the overlord.

Zhang Tao walked out of the Sigui Pavilion with a calm face, and as he walked, the bones on his body made a crackling and creepy sound.

Seeing him standing still, Pavilion Master Zhou sneered: "It turned out to be a master of horizontal training, let's say, iron cloth shirt or golden bell jar?"

In the end, it is the old rivers and lakes, although there are some people in their eyes, but their eyesight is still good.

Although Zhang Tao hadn't revealed anything yet, from the way he walked and the popping sound of the joints, he knew that this was a master of practicing kung fu from outside the family.

The so-called external and horizontal practice refers to the hard skills of exercising the body such as iron cloth shirts and golden bell jars, and the corresponding to this type of kung fu is the internal kung fu.

Zhang Tao was not angry, and said with a faint smile: "No, Zhang Mou is from the armor gate, and there is only one kung fu in the armor gate, and that is the armor skill!"

It's not an iron cloth shirt, it's not a golden bell jar, it's armor work!

"Armor Skill?" Zhou Pavilion Master frowned, he had never heard of Armor Door, Armor Skill.

I guess it's a horizontal practice school that doesn't enter the stream, thinking to himself, and soon he was relieved.

With a faint arrogance in his eyes, he sneered: "Whether it is or not, it is an indisputable fact that you cultivate external skills. In this case, I advise you to quickly admit defeat, so that you may be able to leave a life. ”

The tone is big and full of confidence.

Zhang Tao smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Why?"

"Just rely on me, Zhou, someone is already a master of internal strength!" "Pavilion Master Zhou looked proud, and slapped his palm to the ground with a volley between words.

This palm did not hit solidly, but hovered nearly half a meter above the ground, which seemed harmless, but it left a deep palm print on the ground in the air.

Quiet!

Seeing this miraculous scene, everyone opened their mouths wide, it was the overlord, and his face was not so good-looking at the moment.

At this time, the disciples of the Longwei Boxing Gym who did not leave the pavilion sneered: "Do you know how powerful my master is?

My master is a master of internal strength, and he has already cultivated internal strength ten years ago, and it is not a problem to hurt people in the air!"

Very proud.

After finishing speaking, another disciple looked at the overlord and the others and sneered: "A group of ignorant people, only then do you think that you are invincible with great strength." As everyone knows, the internal strength also hurts people through the body, and he specializes in practicing kung fu outside the family. ”

The tone is very firm, and it sounds like there is some truth to it.

With these words, Dao Ye and the others were overjoyed, and the faces of the overlord and the others gradually became a little ugly.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came to my ears.

"Those who say others are ignorant are often the most ignorant themselves!"

"Master Dao, for the sake of the Liu family, I don't want much, as long as you are willing to add another million, I will be responsible for helping you settle this matter!"

"You can refuse, but I can also tell you responsibly that if you miss this opportunity, it won't be this price next time!"

The voice was calm.

It's Wu Dong!

Without warning, he spoke again, following the voice, and then everyone remembered that there was such a person.

And listening to him, he doesn't seem to be very optimistic about Pavilion Master Zhou, or rather, he thinks that Pavilion Master Zhou is lost.

No one likes to hear that!

The knife master doesn't love it, and the core of the butcher knife congregation doesn't love it!

Everyone in Longwei Boxing Gym was angry, laughing and scolding!

The overlord was not happy, because he had already recognized that Wu Dong was the guy who broke his arm last time!

But Wu Dong didn't care.

I haven't heard Dao Ye's reply for a long time, and he doesn't force it, and he is gradually forgotten again in silence.

At this time, the field was already about to start.

Zhang Tao's expression did not change at all because of Pavilion Master Zhou's words, on the contrary, after listening to Pavilion Master Zhou's words, the smile on his face became even stronger.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly: "It turned out to be a master of internal strength, no wonder he is so confident."

I think I can probably understand your thoughts, internal strength can penetrate the body and hurt people, restrain all external horizontal practice of kung fu, since you are a master of internal strength, then against me and other foreign horizontal training people, naturally invincible. ”

With that, the voice stopped.

The scene was silent.

After a long while, he smiled again and said coldly: "Your idea may be right, but what I want to tell you is that we are clothed-armor-door!"

Three words, with an inexplicable momentum, when the words fell, he squeezed his fists, only listening to the "bang" body, and suddenly his upper body clothes completely exploded, and after the rolling energy, revealing a bronzed skin like steel poured, indestructible.

"What a sturdy man!" In the distance, seeing in the telescope, Ning Xuanxuan subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

Just like that, "poof, poof", and fell to the ground.

At the same time, Tian Jian, a small boat in the river, raised his head, stared for a moment, and quickly lowered his head again.

It's really interesting, he probably knows the ending, but it's still the same sentence, it has nothing to do with him!

From beginning to end, what he cared about was whether Wu Dong was qualified to be his opponent!

Outside the Sigui Pavilion, the scene.

Pavilion Master Zhou also felt the fierceness between the bursting clothes, but he didn't care at all.

Internal strength is a horizontal practice, this is an iron law!

When he first started practicing martial arts, his master taught him like this, and his master's master also taught him like this!

Looking at Zhang Tao with a faint smile on his face, he snorted coldly and said: "I don't know what to say, since you insist on doing so, then don't blame Zhou for being ruthless with his fists and give me death——"

After speaking, the fist came out, fierce and uncasting, fast as the wind.

is worthy of being a master of internal strength, a straight punch that seems to be very ordinary, but it has a taste of turning decay into magic under the hands of the master of the Zhou Pavilion.

This punch was nearly ten meters away, and everyone in the pavilion could still feel the incomparable momentum and power.

The most terrifying thing is the sonic boom produced by the extreme speed, which is so sharp that it can almost pierce the eardrum.

Powerful!

It's also faster than you can imagine!

But in the blink of an eye, Pavilion Master Zhou rushed out like a meteor with a punch.

As if he was scared stupid, Zhang Tao stood in place, without any movement at all, let alone attack, not even defense.

"Hahahaha!"

"What Brother Tao, but that's it!"

"The hall master is mighty!"

"The owner of the hall will win!"

“……”

Laughter rang out, and everyone thought that Pavilion Master Zhou had won.

Dao Ye smiled, Ba Ye's face was gloomy, and the two camps represented by the two sides also showed an extremely asymmetrical excitement and depression at this time.

At this moment, Wu Dong turned back again: "Five million, it's too late to regret it now!"

looked at the knife master, and his tone was as calm as ever.

Dao Ye smiled indifferently, didn't say a word, and directly chose to ignore it.

It's just that the next moment, his gaze froze!

I saw that the owner of the Zhou Pavilion punched Zhang Tao in the chest unstoppably, like striking an ancient bell that had not sounded for thousands of years, and with that loud bang, suddenly the heavens and the earth were peaceful.

However, after this punch, Zhang Biao did not fall down as expected!

He was still like that, not moving, smiling, and there was no sign of bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

It was Pavilion Master Zhou himself, and the huge force of the punch that came back directly threw him high, and blood sprayed wildly in mid-air......