He Zhizhang, who came out of the palm, forgot that he was no longer the young man who was high-spirited and not afraid of any competition.

He is an old man in his fifties, and although he has been exercising all year round, he has not really used force with others for many years.

If he were twenty years younger, He Zhizhang would definitely be able to hit Guo Le with a split palm before Guo Le's punch hit him. But now He Zhizhang is an old man in his fifties, and his physical functions can no longer support him to exert his greatest strength.

Guo Le's downpercut hit He Zhizhang.

Then there was another vicious elbow strike.

The reality is not, the two masters will play for three days and three nights.

In real fighting, you can decide the winner within one or two moves.

He Zhizhang was punched and elbowed, and the whole person could no longer stand steadily, and fell backwards.

Guo Le didn't chase the punch anymore, his fighting skills were all his strength as soon as he shot, and he didn't know how heavy it was, if he beat the old man well, it would be bad.

The banner of the Bagua Martial Arts Hall fell, and it was both tragic and natural.

Fang Ze, who knew the cause and effect, looked at those mourning martial arts hall apprentices, Guo Le, who excitedly shouted 'Who else', and the media who were busy taking photos, took a deep breath, and then said to Zhou Dongyi, "Forty percent of the shares, I will serve you to the end and make your reputation as a gossip martial arts hall." ”

"Thirty percent at most. Zhou Dongyi smiled bitterly and said, "I can't inherit the company, and some people who sold my face in the past are afraid that they will use shares in the future, so I can only give you so much, otherwise your shares will exceed mine in the future." ”

"Thirty percent is thirty percent. Fang Ze looked at Guo Le, who was standing in the ring and flexing his muscles, stood up, and then walked from the audience to the ring step by step.

Fang Ze is not a martial artist, he has neither the temperament of a martial artist, nor the realm of pretending to be similar to Chen Beixuan, but in this chaos, Fang Ze, who walked into the ring alone, still managed to attract everyone's attention.

Turning his back to the media's cameras, Fang Ze looked at Guo Le and said lightly, "At twelve o'clock at noon three days later, call your master Liu Chenzhi here, and I'll let him see what the real national art is." ”

"It's up to you?" Guo Le wiped his nose, looked at Fang Ze and said, "Why, what qualifications do you have for my master to fight." How many others can fight in your national art world?"

"That's right!" shouted a young man beside Guo Le, "Guoshu is a deception! You liars stop bragging about how good you are!"

Fang Ze ignored the young man.

In the eyes of most people, there are indeed too many adulterations of national arts. After many years of touting, there has not been a character similar to Bruce Lee, who claims to be invincible in actual combat, but he can't show that a person has overwhelming strength in the field of actual combat.

Therefore, it is normal for young people to convert their hopes for national art into a hundredfold disappointment.

"Young people. Fang Ze looked at Guo Le's old-fashioned speech. Although he himself may not be as big as Goller. "It's best to keep a little reverence for the world. ”

"Why?" said Guo Le as he glared at Fang Ze.

He didn't do it because he was the winner today, and now that he has the victory, he won't do anything to compromise the victory.

So even if he thought that Fang Ze was here to find fault, he would wait for Fang Ze to strike first before counterattacking.

Fang Ze made a move as he thought.

One finger, pointing at his acupuncture points.

Golden Bondage.

Fixation.

Gol couldn't move.

Although his mind was still running, his body could not move at all. It's as if the brain has lost control of all the organs of the body.

He finally understood what Fang Ze meant by keeping a trace of awe for this world just now.

The reporters behind him were still filming, but they didn't notice Guo Le's abnormality, they simply thought that the two were glaring at each other.

The young man next to Guo Le sensed that something was wrong, he stood beside the two of them, and naturally could see that since Fang Ze clicked on Guo Le, Guo Le was motionless as if he were a sculpture.

The young man pulled Goller's hand, but found that he could only swing Goller's arm like a machine, but he couldn't make Goler react like a normal person.

"What have you done!" the young man looked at Fang Ze in horror, the first thing that popped up in his mind was the acupoints, but he didn't want to believe that there was really such a martial art in reality.

So he subconsciously tried to push Fang Ze with his hands, as if pushing Fang Ze away would make Guo Le return to normal.

"Presumptuous. Fang Ze looked at the young man and shouted in a low voice.

Jedi Apprentice-level Force Erupts!

The Force, which could easily lift a large rock, acted on the young man.

As if he had been struck by an invisible force, the young man took several steps back in succession, and then sat down in the ring.

The field fell silent in an instant, and people finally noticed the strangeness here.

In order to avoid causing too many lockdowns, Fang Ze raised his hand and pretended to pat Guo Le's shoulder, but in fact, the effect of the golden binding technique was lifted.

"Remember, three days later. After Fang Ze finished speaking, he used a little skill to make Guo Le, who had just regained control of his body, kneel directly in the ring.

When it was done, he turned around and left, walked down the ring step by step, and then walked out of the passage, leaving only a back for everyone.

It must have been handsome just now.

Fang Ze walked out of the arena, turned around and entered the bathroom, spinning and jumping like a neurotic without stopping.

After all, pretending to be this kind of exciting thing is no different from the first time for men. When I did it, I was so nervous that I couldn't do it, but when I looked back after doing it, I really wanted to do it again, and the whole person was excited.

Some people say they don't feel this way?

Oh, and I'm sorry, but online versus is not the same as solo practice.

Calming down a little, I washed my hands in the bathroom, when suddenly the bathroom door was violently pushed open, and a man rushed in by another man's collar.

"Don't think that if you help me, you can just scream in front of me, or I really won't be able to help but beat you. This is Zhou Dongyi's voice.

"My dear brother. Zhou Dongzhuo's voice also sounded, "If I hadn't introduced you to the master, you might have gone bankrupt now, and then reduced to being a cowherd on the street." ”

"Then how do you want me to thank you?" Zhou Dongyi said from between his teeth.

"Accompany me to play games for three days, and after my father leaves, how about I arrange a position for you as an assistant to the chairman in the company?" Zhou Dongzhuo said shyly. “

"Ahem. Fang Ze on the side couldn't listen to this conversation anymore.