"Hurry up, do you think you can die a little later if you walk a few steps slowly?" the man in the baseball cap kicked Wang Yong and said.

Wang Yong staggered a few steps and almost fell to his knees on the bluestone slab.

Behind him, there was the sound of laughter from the two of them, as if they had seen a monkey playing a circus.

Passing through a cobblestone corridor and pushing open a door, the two finally stopped.

"Grandpa, someone brought it. Sven said in a low voice.

No one answered, only a gurgling sound echoed through the empty room.

After brushing it, the hood on Wang Yong's head was taken off, and Wang Yong's eyes were in a trance stimulated by the bright sunlight in the room.

It wasn't until he got used to the light that Wang Yong figured out where the gurgling sound came from.

In the center of the room, a middle-aged man wearing a light yellow exercise shirt was pushing a huge wooden ball.

The man was playing Tai Chi, a wooden ball about half a man tall that made a loud noise as his fist rolled and went.

The sunlight shines on the ball, bursting out with beautiful ghost eye patterns. Countless ghost eyes are arranged in a regular manner, and the patterns are gorgeous and dazzling.

"Hainan Huanghuali!" Wang Yong couldn't help but exclaim.

The value of sea yellow can be described as two inches and two catties, and a small bracelet can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, let alone such a big ball. Wang Yong roughly estimated that the value of this round ball was at least five million.

Tyrannical destruction of heavenly things, violent destruction of heavenly things! Wang Yong thought distressedly. More than five million things were compared to each other, and it was really hard to beat that bastard.

What is worse than using it, you have to use such an expensive thing?

And the man's boxing rules were ignored by Wang Yong. Especially with a gesture, you can push a ball weighing hundreds of pounds. This skill of lifting weights is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

The man still didn't seem to be ready to deal with Wang Yong, he finished a set of Tai Chi, and began to play from the beginning again, pushing the ball to roll around in the hall.

The grunt echoed imperceptibly, like thunder in the sky.

The entire field qi engine was pulled by him, and it continued to move with the rolling of the ball. Everyone's eyes moved with it.

There is only one exception.

Wang Yong didn't have a trace of nervousness, and smiled and watched the middle-aged man box.

When he saw the rise, he sang loudly: "A big watermelon, one size fits all flowers." Half of it will be given to you, and half will be given to him. But you didn't want it, and he didn't take it. Give it all back to me, and then go home after eating. ”

A large watermelon is the starting style of Tai Chi. One-size-fits-all flowering is the second form of Tai Chi.

A profound boxing technique was stubbornly said by Wang Yong to be vulgar. And this solemn scene was also destroyed by Wang Yong in an instant.

The people standing in the room originally had reverence for the man, but after hearing the song sung by Wang Yong, they all couldn't help laughing, with a slight smile in their eyes.

But because of the power of the man, no one dared to laugh out loud, so he could only endure it, and it was hard work.

The punch has reached this point, and the middle-aged man can't fight anymore. Closing the momentum and pushing the palm, a soft force slapped on the ball.

The ball weighing hundreds of pounds actually bounced directly from the ground, drew a subtle arc, and landed steadily in a pit in the center of the hall.

Being able to practice simple Tai Chi Yun hands to the realm of Rusi is terrifying.

If this palm is pushed on a person, the bones will be shattered and the body will die.

It wasn't until he saw the man's palm that Wang Yong's eyes shrank and shot out a fine light.

"Wang Yong, look up for a long time. The man took the white towel handed over by his subordinates, wiped his hands slowly, and said.

He is not tall, his eyes are not sharp, and his appearance is not fierce. But he has a chilling temperament that is afraid of him from the bottom of his bones.

This person is Sun Zanglong, who can make Tiantai City tremble by stomping his feet.

"It turns out that I heard that a person's name can be said to be admired for a long time in less than a day, and I have been taught, Mr. Sun. Wang Yong said politely.

And these words made Sun Zanglong's face change.

Jiu Yang is just a polite word, he really only heard Wang Yong's name last night. Unexpectedly, Wang Yong actually seized on his language loophole and sarcastically ridiculed him.

Sure enough, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp. Sun Zanglong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought.

The non-fuel-efficient lamps eventually went out.

"Damn, I'm not honest when I'm dying!"

With a bang, the man in the baseball cap kicked Wang Yong's knee hard.

Wang Yong bent his knees and knelt heavily on the ground.

And when he was about to kneel, Wang Yong suddenly exerted force in his legs and stood up straight.

"Good kung fu. Sun Zanglong glanced at it lightly and said.

"It's over. Wang Yong unceremoniously accepted Sun Zanglong's praise.

"You took it with you?"

"Yes. ”

"It's not a small amount of courage. ”

"That's what everybody else says about me. Wang Yong still accepted it.

"Interesting. Sun Zanglong looked at Wang Yong, and after a while, his body suddenly moved, and before he could see his movements, he came to Wang Yong's side.

A move of Tai Chi "lazy clothes" smashed into Wang Yong's waist and eyes.

Wang Yong sat on the horse with a heavy waist and turned to dodge.

A sneer appeared on Sun Zanglong's face, and his arm suddenly shook out a silk twist, and it hit Wang Yong's arm.

didn't see him exert himself, but saw that Wang Yong's center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person fell forward.

With a bang, Wang Yong slammed one knee on the ground, making a dull sound.

Although he knelt on one knee, Wang Yong still knelt down after all.

"In front of my Sun Zanglong, there are not many people who can stand. Sun Zanglong withdrew his hand and said proudly.

"Yes, get down on one knee, are you going to ask me to propose to you? Then it's better to worship heaven and earth together!" Wang Yong said.

Suddenly, the whole person turned into a soft snake, climbed up along Sun Zanglong's body, and when he reached Sun Zanglong's waist, he fell down violently, using the weight of his body to drive Sun Zanglong's center of gravity to shift.

The center of gravity of Tai Chi is in the dantian, so it is difficult for ordinary people to disrupt their balance. And Wang Yong used Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu style to attack directly from Sun Zanglong's dantian, and when he landed, Sun Zanglong's footsteps staggered, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

This time, it was in response to Wang Yong's words. The two worshipped heaven and earth directly.

A flash of anger flashed on Sun Zanglong's face, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. I didn't see him have any starting moves, and suddenly a force came out from his palms, pushing Wang Yong and pushing Wang Yong a few meters away.

And Wang Yong was like a kite with a broken string, floating lightly in the air, the speed was extremely slow, and it took a few seconds before he slowly hit the wall.

After hitting the wall, Wang Yong's body did not fall to the ground, but like a sticker, his back was tightly attached to the wall plane and slowly slid down.

When his entire body hit the ground, Wang Yong, who didn't seem to be harmed, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and became sluggish.

"Beating people is like hanging a painting!" Wang Yong covered his chest, his face shocked.

Hitting people like hanging pictures is a way to exert strength in Tai Chi. The force hit out, and the opponent's whole person was stuck to the wall like a painting, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Wang Yong was able to recover his mobility immediately after vomiting blood, which was already very unexpected by Sun Zanglong.

And when Wang Yong was on a mission in his early years, he once met an old man in Taijiquan, and at that time, there was a person who practiced Nanquan and said to the old man very wildly: I heard that your boxing is like a painting?

And Wang Yong once tried with the old man, but the old man just partnered and didn't really exert his strength. Wang Yong posted it out, and he didn't get up for a long time. But it is much taller than Sun Zanglong's.

At that time, what Wang Yong felt was an explosive force like an impact drill, and the continuous impact of the explosive force converged into a whole force, which acted on Wang Yong's body, and only then did it have the effect of beating people like hanging paintings.

Tai Chi masters who can practice to this level are basically masters of dark energy.

Obviously, Sun Zanglong is also a master of dark energy.

"It's durable, but no matter how strong your body is, you can't withstand many blows. A blunt knife is the most painful way to cut meat. Sun Zanglong's eyes flashed, and he saw the strength of Wang Yong's body, and said.

The biggest role of "the heart of the king of soldiers" is to pull out the seedlings to squeeze the potential of the human body and train the weak chickens into iron warriors.

Wang Yong didn't reply, of course he knew what his weakness was. If the King of Soldiers had not had this side effect, he would have already entered the realm of dark energy, and he would be afraid of a little Sun Zanglong!

"Yo, isn't this the big driver Wang? Oh, I'm vomiting blood, it must be very painful, right? Don't you know Italian, call it out in Italian. ”

At this time, a young man with oily hair and flour came out and teased Wang Yongdao.

But it is Sun Zanglong's son, Sun Xing.

Sun Zanglong gave his son this name, hoping that the Sun family would no longer be "Hidden Dragon", but truly "Zhongxing". It's a pity that Sun Xing failed to become a new star as Sun Zanglong wished. The only thing that made Sun Zanglong feel a little relieved was that Sun Xing was not stupid, and it should be enough to inherit his family business.

"I can't be called in Italian, but I will be screamed when Sun Dashao is making out with a woman. Sun Dashao, do you want to listen to me and learn from you?" Wang Yong spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and said.

These words hit Sun Xing's taboo point. He is a young character, and for the first time, he was designed to expose that kind of scene to the public.

"You're looking for death!" Sun Xing said angrily, stepping forward and kicking Wang Yong.

"Stop! Look at your breathless posture! You've disappointed me so much. Sun Zanglong glared at Sun Xing with hatred and said.

Sun Xing opened his mouth to quibble, but when he saw Sun Zanglong's unkind face, he immediately closed his mouth with interest.

"Wang Yong, I respect you as a man, so I won't let you suffer too much humiliation. Dare to take away my grandson Hidden Dragon's enemy, this has already violated my taboo. So you can only die. If you don't die, the rules will be out of order. You also know that if the rules are messed up, it will be difficult to lead the team. ”

Sun Zanglong paced slowly in the room, and with a single word, he decided a person's life and death.

The controller of the underground kingdom of Tiantai City, Sun Laohu, who speaks the law, has always been like this.

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