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Compared with Huang Yuanzhi not dying and coming out of the mountain, Wang Tu did not die, which was what shocked Li Zhouju the most.

Although I don't know what means Wang Tu used to survive Tianzhu's intercontinental missile, since he disappeared for a year, he must have been seriously injured, and even if he recovered, his strength would be greatly reduced.

Li Zhouju thought so, and his panicked heart slowly settled down.

He was scheming, and he had taken this situation into account since he helped Li Zhouze compete for Deng Yuqi, so he tried his best to make friends with masters from all sides in the past year, not to mention Siam, even the other two countries in the delta, there were masters he knew, and they were already on the way here.

What's more, they are also Heavenly Masters, and among the ten Baodan Heavenly Masters he invited, there are also many Baodan peaks, even if Wang Tu and Huang Yuanzhi join forces, they may not be able to win.

"Masters, please leave it to you. Li Zhouju sneered.

"Originally, a Huang Yuanzhi couldn't force me to make a move, and my junior brothers were enough to deal with it, but if you add this rumored white-clothed heavenly master, it's enough!"

Even if the monks who had been sitting at the end jumped up, stepped on the red carpet with one foot, and immediately stepped out of a big pit, you must know that they were on the first floor, and the strength of this foot was far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Oh, the heir of the guardian of Siam?" the king's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately recognized it.

Before he came, he also went to Su Baozong to ask for a copy of the information of the guardians of various countries, including the information of this man.

Although he is not yet a Guardian, he is also a close disciple of the Guardian and the successor of the future Guardian of Siam.

"The white-clothed Heavenly Master has even heard of my name, it seems that my Zongla is not so unbearable. The man named Zongla laughed, and the monk's costume on his body burst open, revealing pieces of tendon flesh.

Although Dzongla is the descendant of the Guardian, he is not a retreat to the mountains and forests, but is very famous in Siam, because he is also a part-time boxer, and he is a Siamese boxer for six consecutive championships, which has not been broken so far.

He stepped sideways, stepping out of a big pit again, and the true energy of his body quickly gathered, as if there was a secret method pushing it.

Zongla's eyes burst with a fiery light, he has been invincible for too long, his master, as a guardian, will naturally not accept Zongla's challenge, as for Siam, he has traveled all over the world, fighting wherever he goes, so that up to now, there are few people who can resist his two moves.

"It's the ancient Muay Thai secret method. Huang Yuanzhi was extremely sophisticated, and he recognized it at a glance.

Even if the boxing techniques of this Siamese country are not considered to be martial arts, even those who have not entered the internal strength are also ranked in the forefront of all boxing techniques, such as taekwondo, karate, etc., which are simply incomparable.

And Gu Muay Thai pays more attention to the explosion of strength, in the eyes of Zongla, these bells and whistles martial arts in Huaguo are fundamentally insulting the word martial arts, as for what internal strength is released, gathering qi and condensation, Zongla does not look at it.

"The real martial arts of boxing should be fisted to the flesh, and one punch will determine the country!" Zong La roared.

Half of his visit to Huaguo this time was to give Li Zhouju face, and the other half was to challenge all kinds of masters in Huaguo and make a name for himself.

And Zongla's attack was very cruel, and those pavilion owners and masters were all seriously injured after the war, and they were almost not better in a few years.

"Hong Kong Island Guardian Huang Yuanzhi, I'll take you first!"

Zong La roared, his whole body was pulled by the martial arts, and his muscles and flesh were pulled like steel, and everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of metal explosions in Zong La's body.

He punched him, and the endless fist wind surged, collapsing the mountain.

Huang Yuanzhi's eyes condensed, the martial arts and the spell were lifted at the same time, and a palm was slapped out, the martial arts were strong, and the spell was even more enveloped in it, and the power was also not small.

The two collided, but Huang Yuanzhi couldn't hold it first, and took two steps back.

They are all martial artists at the peak of Bao Dan, but Zongla has the blessing of the ancient Muay Thai secret method, plus the ancient Muay Thai is the leader of heads-up, Huang Yuanzhi is blessed with both martial arts, and he is not defeated by Zongla just by fighting boxing.

"Hahaha, what guardian, what kind of martial arts dual cultivation, in my opinion, it's just bells and whistles. Zonla laughed wildly.

Huang Yuanzhi retreated a few steps, and he couldn't bear to have a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth, but fortunately, his physical body was a spirit body, otherwise the power of Zongla just now exploded, which was enough to tear the flesh of a martial artist who held the peak of Dan apart.

"You are a little too arrogant, Huang Yuanzhi's cultivation is a technique, even if he comprehends the martial arts, he can't be the opponent of a martial arts cultivator at close range. ”

"If you are 100 meters apart, you don't know who wins or loses. Wang Tu said lightly.

When Zongla heard Wang Tu's words, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he coldly clenched his swarthy fist, which was wrapped in a large number of bandages.

"Since he is a magician and can't fight with me head-on, can you?"

Without waiting for the king's disciple to respond, Zongla had already pulled out, and as soon as he stepped into the air, he shook the Dao fluctuations, and his fist was raised high, like a wild lion roaring, and a punch burst out, that is, there was a mountain in front of him, as if it could be shaken.

Wang Tu just shook his head indifferently at this, and then suddenly took a step, breaking through Mach 3 at speed, and slapped towards Zong.

His slap was so fast that he couldn't see it, and even Zongla only saw an afterimage, and before he could react, he was slapped by Wang Tu's palm.

This palm is not terrifying, and it directly shot Zongla dozens of meters, broke through several walls, and finally buried it in the ruins of bricks and tiles.

Everyone was stunned, and the heir of the guardian of the Siamese Kingdom, who easily defeated Huang Yuanzhi, flew out upside down somehow.

But within a few seconds, the pile of ruins exploded, and Zonla was extremely embarrassed, but his eyes were still burning with red anger, and he roared again and again, like an enraged tyrannosaurus.

"Good, good, good!" Zonla shouted, and he actually pinched the Dao mark in his hand.

"Just now I only used the third layer of the ancient Muay Thai secret method, but in the face of you, I will use the tenth layer to kill you with one punch!"

The Dharma Seal in Zong La's hand changed endlessly, like a kaleidoscope, and the strong martial arts true intent spread throughout the entire hotel, and those martial arts masters couldn't hold it at all, so they could only release a large amount of internal energy to block it.

And in Zongla's body, Huang Yuanzhi could feel the quaint aura from the ancient Muay Thai boxing, which was stronger than any ancient Muay Thai martial artist he had seen a hundred years ago, and in terms of enlightenment, Zongla was even comparable to him, the guardian of the Gangdao.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, do you dare to take my punch?"

Zong La shouted violently, and a punch crossed dozens of meters, as if it had broken through the void in an instant, and his punch had already surpassed the martial arts restraints of the Baodan Heavenly Master, and crossed into the realm of the gods, and the true strength of the Dao was even transformed into Gang Qi.

And the acupuncture points on Zongla's body were all stimulated by this secret method, and his body skyrocketed to three meters, and the potential of the martial artist was activated in large quantities, and every movement pulled the power of heaven and earth.

When this punch was thrown, everyone present widened their eyes, as if they had seen an earth-shattering move, which made people want to bow their heads and bow down.

When Li Zhouju saw this punch, he smiled coldly: "White-clothed Heavenly Master, you have to pay the price for your conceit after all!"

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, take my fist from this Divine Realm!" Zong La drank again, decades of cultivation were poured into it, and he really wanted to blow up the king disciple with one punch.

But the next moment, I saw Wang Tu slowly punch out, this punch was extremely soft, as if it did not contain any strength, even the old man playing Tai Chi in the park was not as good.

But with this punch, there seemed to be a roar like a bronze bell for hundreds of miles, and Zongla's punch that was enough to shake the mountain hit Wang Tu's chest, but he saw that Wang Tu's body didn't even move at all, but Wang Tu's punch came out and hit Zong La's body lightly.

In an instant, Zong La fell to the ground and crashed into the ground, the brick floor was not vulnerable at all, and he was directly bombarded by the punch of the king disciple out of a pit five or six meters deep, and Zong La was lying in the big pit, his muscles and bones bursting, and his martial arts were completely abolished, obviously out of breath.

The audience was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Li Zhouju's pupils shrank, and he almost collapsed in his chair.

And Wang Tu stood with his hands in his hands, his blue eyes widened slightly, and he said lightly to Li Zhouju:

"Do you have any other tricks?"

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