Even if it is a battle between masters, it is impossible to completely control the situation and not affect the onlookers in the slightest.

In Wu Yong's eyes, although this Wang Hu is not to be feared, if there is a fight, it is inevitable that it will affect the surrounding onlookers, so it is reasonable for these people around to see that the battle is about to break out, so they should quickly disperse to prevent it from being affected.

Wu Yong knew this situation, and he didn't think about it so much, so he directly started a battle with Wu Yong.

Wang Hu has strong muscles, takes the route of strength, his fist is not out, he is already majestic, and his legs are horizontal, like Mount Tai pressing the top. If he had been hit by Wang Hu's punch and half a slap, even if he had not died suddenly, it was estimated that he would have been seriously injured.

In this hall, there are not one or two examples of being beaten by Wang Hu's punch, and at this juncture, everyone is staring at Wu Yong, as if waiting for the result of him being knocked down by a punch.

Wu Yong seems to be relaxed on the surface, but in fact, there is no carelessness, the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, although this Wang Hu has an absolute advantage in strength, then the speed will definitely be a few points slower, and now, he can only find a breakthrough point from Wang Hu's speed is not as good as himself.

There are two kinds of martial arts in the world, one is internal strength, the other is external strength, the internal power is the main refining qi lineage, and the external power is the main muscle and bone cultivation, Wu uses the cultivation of the imperial qi to classify the internal strength, after coming to this world, Wu Yong was surprised to find that so far, what has been found is the cultivation of external skills.

When the masters are dueling, if the internal and external skills are cultivated to the same level, there is no obvious gap.

If you want to talk about the gap, that is, internal cultivation can conceal strength, but external cultivation cannot.

In other words, Wu Yong can easily perceive the strength of his opponents, such as Luo Qiyang, who fought first, the third master of the Qinglongmen Army, and the Wang Hu in front of him, he can intuitively see their strength, which will help him formulate a strategy.

And others can't see their own strength, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many fools like Luo Qiyang.

The Qinglongmen military division had a keen intuition and sensed Wu Yong's strangeness, but he couldn't completely feel his strength cultivation, worried that Wu Yong would have the strength to press the bottom of the box with one hand, otherwise he would not let Wu Yong leave easily when he was on Golden Beach.

This Wang Hu is not as keen as the third master, thinking that this Wu Yong is just a character who is more powerful than the average gangster, and he can do it with three or two feet. It wasn't until a fist and kick passed and found that even Wu Yong's shadow was not next to each other, Wang Hu was a little surprised, he didn't expect this kid to really have two brushes.

However, Wang Hu's senior officials, who were usually carried away by the victory, did not arouse vigilance for this, and still defined Wu Yong at the level of a senior gangster.

"Humph!" When Wang Hu saw the first move, he was dodged by Wu with an understatement, and launched another wave of fierce attacks.

Wind and thunder fists, thunderbolt legs, landslides and ground cracks.

Wang Hu can be said to be a typical foreign martial artist, with bronze muscles and copper-like fists and feet, which have reached the point of exaggerated metamorphosis.

According to the experience of the predecessors, if the cultivation of external skills reaches the peak, you can achieve the realm of invulnerability and the body as a weapon.

But this can be regarded as a kind of cultivation that goes mad, although it has reached such a realm, the lethality is amazing, but unfortunately there is also a price to pay. One of the most cruel is that the body has mutated and lost many of its original functions, which means that it cannot live a normal life, and it is said that the most cruel one of them is to become a living eunuch, and there is no way to enjoy the joy of life between men and women.

This is also the reason why Wu Yong in the previous life did not choose to be able to improve his strength quickly, but chose to cultivate the imperial qi cultivation slowly. Having lost the life of a normal person, there is no taste in living.

Of course, the current Wang Hu has not yet reached that state.

Otherwise, even if Wu Yong reached the third level of the earth, he would not dare to fight him.

When Wang Hu danced an airtight fist and foot attack and attacked him, Wu Yong was mainly flexible to dodge, avoiding its edge, and not blocking its thunderous attack head-on.

On the one hand, the sex is as hot as fire, and on the other hand, the momentum is like the wind.

The people watching couldn't help but be dumbfounded, they didn't expect Wu Yong, a nameless boy, to be able to withstand Wang Hu's serial attacks, but from the excitement of the confrontation, it was no less than the boxing champion's hegemony, and the blood was surging.

After several rounds of defense, Wu Yong has already seen the doorway of this Wang Hu, and he is indeed also a master of external skills, combining the characteristics of national art Wing Chun and Western boxing, and has practiced fist and foot kung fu with sudden strike power. If it weren't for the fact that he had already broken through to the second level of the earth, and was able to freely control the coming and going of the imperial qi in his body, he might have died at this time, and he would have become another unknown martyr in the Paradise Nightclub.

Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Where the strength is easy to get tired, Wu Yong has already found out Wang Hu's weakness, and he is not in a hurry to fight back, this Wang Hu has just started to be like a rainbow, and he will only end up with a jade burning, but he will first drag down Wang Hu's strength, and after his momentum is weak, he will win in one fell swoop. Sure enough, after more than a dozen battles, Wang Hu's movements and offensive slowed down significantly, and he gradually revealed his exhaustion.

"Not good!" Wang Hu also discovered Wu Yong's conspiracy, and secretly complained in his heart, if it wasn't for the flickering lights, the big beads of sweat on his forehead would definitely make all the onlookers angry. Big surprise.

Although Wang Hu struggled to support it, he was already a little powerless, and it was obvious that Wu was using the "procrastination trick".

"Humph!" Offense is the best defense, Wu Yong saw that the time for counterattack had come, snorted coldly, and when he blocked Wang Hu's punch and kick, which was already much slower, he had already secretly shook his palm and swung towards Wang Hu's left shoulder.

"Ahh Wang Hu didn't expect that Wu Yong would fight back when he was blocking, he couldn't reach it, his shoulder was bitten by a snake, he couldn't stop shouting in pain, his face was pale, and he stumbled backwards again and again.

At this moment, the show-off lights could cover Wang Hu's face, but they couldn't hide his defeat, which made his subordinates very worried, lest the eldest brother stumble in front of the house, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, are you okay?" ”

Among the spectators, a large part of them are people who buy code bets, at this time they saw that Wang Hu was in decline, and Wu Yong had nothing to do, so he quietly placed a bet under Wu Yong's name, in their eyes, it doesn't matter who Wang Hu is, winning money is the king.

Buying Wang Hu is two to one, buying Wu Yong is twenty to one, this profit is ten times the difference, and the temptation can be imagined.

"What's the matter with this kid!" Although Wang Hu was calm on the surface, he was extremely shocked in his heart, this was the first time he had encountered such a fierce opponent since he came to the Paradise Nightclub, and he was able to be unscathed under his own men, and now he launched a counterattack. Such a master appeared in Licheng, why don't you know.

Paradise Nightclub is a castle where black and white information converge, and whenever a high-ranking person appears in Licheng, he will definitely be able to receive the news.

Even if the Paradise Nightclub doesn't get the news, behind it is the No. 1 gang in Licheng, Qinglongmen, which controls more than 60% of the resources of the underworld in Licheng, and every move in the political and business underworld is under the watchful eye line, but it has not received the origin of this person.

Who is behind this kid?

Deliberately kicking the field?

The arrow is on the string, and it can't be missed, and Wang Hu can't be considered too much.

The fans around him are cheering for themselves, Wang Hu knows that he is dying at the hands of Wu Yong at this moment, and it is impossible to admit defeat like this, people live with a face, trees live with a skin, if they admit defeat, it will definitely be difficult to mix in the Paradise Nightclub in the future, even if others spare themselves, they will not be able to pass their own level.

Fight!

Wang Hu gritted his teeth, condensed into a river between his eyebrows, twisted the muscles of his body into iron bumps, and faced Wu Yong, ready to fight against the water.

This fight, for the sake of Paradise Nightclub, but also for yourself.

What the!

Is this true?

Wang Hu thought that this time it would definitely be more than lucky, even if it was a backwater battle, he would not let the wind and thunder attack just now, since Wu Yong was able to resist it with ease, he would definitely be able to resolve the most backwater attack in front of him, but the situation in front of him made Wang Hu a little unbelievable, the reality was too incredible. This Wu Yong was actually hit in the lower abdomen by his own punch, and fell to the ground so realistically, covering his abdomen and arching his back like a prawn.

Wang Hu secretly twisted his thighs, it really hurts, it's true!

I don't know what happened to Wu Yong, whether there was an accident, it seems that there is no obstacle to his attack, these are not important to Wang Hu, but he fell to the ground, but it is true, this is enough.

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is!" Wang Hu felt that if he had divine help, he was almost innocently buried by Wu Yong, and his reputation was not only saved, but also because of today's fierce battle, he went to a higher level.

Falling into the well is Wang Hu's consistent style.

Wu Yong covered his lower abdomen and trembled before he could stand firmly, Wang Hu had already raised his fist, ready to make a push and wither, and strangle Wu Yong at the moment when he had not yet recovered.

"Don't!" Just when Wang Hu's hammer-like fist was about to land on Wu Yong's body, which was already like the end of a strong blow, a well-dressed boy rushed out of the indifferent crowd of onlookers and stretched out his hand to stop.

Who dares to stop Lao Tzu! It's like looking for death!

Wang Hu didn't stop moving, just slowed down, looked at the guy who didn't want to die, and dared to tell himself to stop, but when his eyes fell on this brightly dressed boy, his body did freeze, and he didn't dare to drop his fist, and his angry face immediately switched back to a respectful smile, and the speed caught up with the Sichuan masterpiece to change his face, "It turned out to be Wang Gongzi, I taught this person who dared to come here without money, and made Wang Gongzi laugh!" ”

There are countless dignitaries and rich sons in the Paradise Nightclub, but there are less than ten who can make Wang Hu treat him respectfully, but this prince in front of him is one of them, not afraid of his skills, but of the strength behind him.

Dong Yiwei, the only son of Dong Dali, the founder of the current fashion group, and the gold VIP member of the Paradise Nightclub, according to the insider master of the Fashion Group, this Wang Gongzi is worthy of being a fighter among the losers, and 20% of the annual profit of the fashion is spent by this prince in the Paradise Nightclub.

If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, you can see that this prince is the cash cow of the Paradise Nightclub, although Wang Hu is not small, he is also a member of the Paradise Nightclub, and he does not dare to offend this living treasure.

"Leave this person to me!" Dong Yiwei tilted his head and glanced at Wu Yong, his eyes were full of yin and cold breath, and he didn't look at Wang Hu, and said.

"Wang Gongzi, I don't understand, he's just a bastard with no money and no use, what do you want him to do!" Wang Hu was very puzzled, but the prey in his hand had to be handed over to others, Wu Yong was just a man, what did this Wang Gongzi want him to do, Wang Gongzi has always been the favorite, but it is a beauty.

Nine times a night, changing tricks every day, Dong Yiwei has created a historical record in the Paradise Nightclub, which can be described as a shock to the past and the present, famous at home and abroad.

Spending money is like running water, and the women around you are like flowing water. Nine times in one night is a test of ability, and every day is a test of strength, and both of these are courage.

Could it be that this prince has changed his orientation and likes men?

Although this Wu Yong is dressed plainly, he has a thin figure and handsome cheeks, which can be regarded as an authentic beautiful man.

Is that really the case?

"Is that enough?" Dong Yiwei didn't talk to Wang Hu either, took out a bundle of 100 yuan bills from his pocket, threw it in the hand of Wang Hu, who was in a daze, and said with an unhappy face.

"Enough, enough!" Wang Hu came back to his senses, this bundle of banknotes is tens of thousands, for the sake of Wang Gongzi's face, he spared Wu Yong, so the chicken nodded like a peck of rice, but secretly stuffed the banknotes into his pocket.

This prince is really the master who treats money like dung.

Wang Hu bowed his head and bowed his waist, while putting the banknotes in his pocket, and sighed secretly.

"Sure enough, it's you, what's wrong with you!" Dong Yiwei walked over, patted Wu Yong's shoulder, and asked like an old acquaintance.

"You are?" Wu Yong looked puzzled, did he know this prince who could make Wang Hu treat him respectfully, looking through the memories of his previous life, he didn't have the slightest impression, but he really had to thank this master today, otherwise he would have been poisoned by Wang Hu's gang.

Just now, he had already seen through Wang Hu's weakness, and was about to counterattack against the trend, but he suddenly felt a sudden colicy pain in the dantian, and the imperial qi in his body was instantly chaotic, and he couldn't even raise a trace of strength, let alone fight back.

Wu gritted his teeth and endured the pain, this heart-rending pain was caused by the cup of poisonous wine of His Majesty in his previous life, and at this time, even in the Golden Prison, he also had this feeling, but then he slowly practiced pranayama, and the frequency of seizures was close to zero, and after he was released from prison, it never happened.

I thought that it was no longer a seizure, but I didn't expect it to break out again at this time, which made Wu Yong a little puzzled, the evil fruits planted in the previous life sprouted in this life.

Perhaps because of the breakthrough of the earth's second-level imperial qi cultivation, the poisonous gas imprisoned in the body was released again. Although the pain of each attack is unbearable, it constantly runs the body's imperial qi to fight against the toxins, and after some time, it will be relieved a lot.

Until the toxins in the body are completely eliminated, this heart-rending labor pain will still erupt without warning, just like some intermittent psychosis.

However, if he didn't attack early, he didn't attack later, but he had a seizure when he fought Wang Hu.

At this time, Wang Hu took the opportunity to fight back, not paying attention to his painful expression at all, and he would end up in embarrassment.

I thought that Wang Hu would be able to let go after seeing the abnormality of his body, but he didn't expect that he wanted to fall into the well and want to kill himself, but fortunately, this prince called Wang Hu and escaped this catastrophe.

This social reality is vividly and vividly, and there is no injustice or hatred when he meets this extraordinary prince Pingshui, who has an extraordinary bearing and an evil spirit, and he actually has the intention of reaching out to help.

Whatever his intentions were, he did save himself.

"You don't know me?" Dong Yiwei looked at Wu Yong and was a little surprised.

Anyway, he is also a big celebrity in Licheng, one of the famous four young people in Licheng, everyone who mixes the paradise nightclub knows himself, not to mention the kid in front of him, he has already recognized it, this kid's reputation during school has been close to himself, if he is a few years older, maybe he has been ranked in the combination of the four young Tiantuan, but he can't remember himself.

"I don't know, today, thank you!" Wu Yong shook his head, his face a little indifferent.

"This is the son of Dong Dali, chairman of Fengshang Group, who is famous in Licheng, you don't even know ......!" Wang Hu was put aside by Dong Yiwei, it was very boring, but at this time, seeing that Wu Yong didn't even know the prince of Fengshang, he couldn't help but feel very sad for Dong Yiwei, and couldn't help but come out to introduce it, which was regarded as a common sense popularization education for Wu Yong. At this time, Wang Hu's expression of anger was no less than the expression of indignation when he encountered an ignorant young man who asked such a basic common sense question as which country the Great Wall was in.

Licheng City is known as the small pearl of the Orient of China, the political atmosphere is not as good as the capital Yijing City, and the economic development is not as good as the Oriental City Ziyun City, however, the status of the international business circle is also remarkable, after all, it has a proud golden beach, and has become a resort for the circulation of celebrities.

But Wu Yong didn't know about this question, which was obviously equivalent to losing his basic ability to live.

"You... Do you know who he is? He is Wu Yong, the second son of the Legend Group! Dong Yiwei glared at Wang Hu and said coldly.

"Yes, yes..."Wang Hu had a panicked expression, and he was bored again, so he simply stopped talking to Dong Yiwei and quietly retreated, but muttered in his heart, I said who it was, it turned out to be that down-and-out son, hmph, a down-and-out person, what is there to be so angry.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, feng shui in turn. Don't look at this Dong Yiwei's scenery now, one day the fashion will fall, and it is not the same as the Wu Yong in front of him.

"Today, thank you, then I'll go first!" Wu Yong didn't expect this Dong Yiwei to recognize him, although the pain eased a lot at this time, he still urgently needed to find a place to recuperate, so he hurriedly said goodbye.