One foot is the answer.

Hua Ziyun only used fifty percent of his strength with this kick, because he was now a first-order monk, and he could be regarded as a master of national arts, if he didn't regain his strength just now, he didn't guarantee that this kick would not kick him to death.

The people of the White Five Society are stupid, the second master in their club was killed by someone like this? At a distance of more than ten meters, how strong does this kick have?

Especially Brother Long, who came forward to provoke just now, swallowed his saliva nervously, and seemed to be a little glad that Bai Zehao suddenly appeared just now, otherwise he was afraid that if he laughed more just now, he might become Cheng Zhou Jin in advance.

Jeer?

Brother Long's cold sweat broke out, it was too special.

The fat man Zhao on Tang She's side is okay for a day, Tang Tao and the others have raised their heads at this time, and their waists have been straightened, and they all feel that they have never been so tall in front of Bai Wushe.

Look, this is the strength of our Tang Society.

Hua Ziyun's kick not only kicked them out of the future, but also seemed to kick away that servility, and there was no one who didn't enjoy the feeling of being looked up to, especially the White Five Society that had been oppressing them.

Although that kick was not kicked by themselves, it was kicked by the people of their Tang Society.

"You're wrong at the beginning!" Hua Ziyun glared coldly at Zhou Jin, who got up from the ground, and said quietly: "National arts, mostly physical arts, and your definition of strength is wrong, the power point of punches and feet comes from the waist, and only from the waist can explosive force be generated." ”

Saying that, Hua Ziyun ignored him anymore, and turned around to Bai Zehao, who also looked amazed, approached, "You lose, don't bully us Tang Society in the future, I will sell you a face today." ”

"You, you didn't do your best?!" Bai Zehao was not stupid, he naturally heard the meaning of Hua Ziyun's words, and said with a slightly embarrassed face: "You are a master of national arts?"

"It's going to be like that. The corners of Hua Ziyun's mouth raised, glanced at Tang Tao, who was flushed next to him, and said quietly: "I don't think it's okay to apologize, but when I see our Tang Society people in the future, let you people be polite." ”

Hua Ziyun's words fell, and the people of the Tang Society stood up one by one, they were all bullied before, this was the first time they enjoyed this feeling of super self-esteem, and all this changed so quickly that they were still a little uncomfortable, all because they had joined a new member of the club, and it seemed that the whole club was dragged up a little easily.

Hua Ziyun became the spiritual pillar of the entire Tang Society at this moment.

But Zhou Jin lost face after all, how could you swallow this breath in front of so many people if you asked him, and walked over with a gloomy face, "Brother Bai, my brother was beaten like this, you can't just leave it alone, right? Not to mention that there are so many of us, I have to get this breath back today." ”

"What are you doing? I'm not convinced if I lose the bet, isn't it?" The fat man laughed, twisted his neck a little eagerly, and only heard a crackling crackle, "It just so happens that your fat man hasn't moved his muscles and bones for a while, just enough to relax." ”

"Fatty!"

Hua Ziyun also frowned, and looked at Zhou Jin expressionlessly, "If you think that you can get back face with more people, you can give it a try!"

"You ......"

"Okay! Bai Zehao snorted coldly, glared at Zhou Jin fiercely and faced Hua Ziyun, "As their president, I am willing to gamble and lose, I know that I may not be your opponent yet, but I can't ignore the feelings of my brothers, so I want to plan to make two moves with you." ”

Hua Ziyun smiled, and nodded in agreement.

He felt that this Bai Zehao seemed to be not bad, and he valued brotherhood, knowing that he was not his opponent and wanted to stand up for his brother, so the president who tried his best had to let him take a look at it.

Perhaps, in his eyes, sometimes the love between brothers is dignity, even if he can't get back face, he still has to try, even if he loses in the end, but he does his best in front of his brothers.

Such a person should be worth befriending.

"Hua Ziyun, don't fight. Tang Tao was startled, and pulled him aside in a hurry, and explained with an embarrassed face: "Don't underestimate Bai Zehao, he is a rich second-generation gentleman, and he has invited a special national arts teacher at home, he is not the same as Zhou Jin." ”

"I said Tang She, why are you so cowardly?" the fat man was angry, and pulled Tang Tao away, "The fat man feels tired for you." ”

"No, David, you really don't know ......"

"Okay, let's just talk about it, nothing will happen, in fact, this is also a friend. Hua Ziyun smiled and waved her hand, nodding at Bai Zehao.

The two of them came to the clearing under the gaze of the White Five Society and the Tang Society.

"Don't keep your hands, I'll also try to see if I've grown during this time!" Bai Zehao's eyes were cold, and he swung his fist at Hua Ziyun.

The reaction was very smooth, and it was worthy of the teacher who had specially invited the teacher at home as Tang Tao said.

It's too slow, though!

Hua Ziyun smiled in his heart, and did not dodge the attacking fist directly, but instantly turned his head sideways when the fist was less than five centimeters away from his face.

Bai Zehao's fist grazed directly past his ear, and Hua Ziyun took the opportunity to lift his left shoulder, just hit his wrist, and bounced back in an instant, "Take care of the shot, if the opponent wants to kill you, at least the target of your attack should be the opponent's eyes." ”

The blow missed, Bai Zehao was not convinced, and his hand was bounced away while raising his knee and knocking it towards Hua Ziyun's lower abdomen.

"It's still not ruthless enough, this kind of attack can only be used for viewing. ”

Hua Ziyun snorted coldly, interrupted his offensive with his skill, and bent over a side leg to sweep towards his lower plate, "Look at it!"

Syllable!

Bai Zehao was caught off guard by the fact that his calf was swept, his body suddenly lost his center of gravity, his face changed, and his body leaned back uncontrollably.

Bang!

His body slammed into the road, and his whole body froze when he tried to get up.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, but because he doesn't dare to move at all now, Hua Ziyun's two fingers are right in front of his eyes, and even he feels that there seems to be an extra finger on his chest.

"I lost!"

Bai Zehao was suddenly deflated, he seemed to be convinced, he didn't expect Hua Ziyun's reaction to be so fast, if there was a knife on his chest, he would be dead now, it seems that his previous strength in the eyes of others was just yang and yin.

The people of the Bai Wu Society were stunned, and the people of the Tang Society were also stunned, first Zhou Jin, and then Bai Zehao all ended up in the same way, first the attack was ineffective, and then they were easily subdued by someone with one move.

How strong is he?

Hua Ziyun withdrew his hand, patted him on the shoulder with a smile and got up to leave, which could be regarded as giving him a step down.

"Can you take me as an apprentice?"