(Recommended reading:?Luo Keshou moved his body, with a hideous expression on his face, and he didn't know where he took out a short fork, and said lightly: "The current child is really big, I'll tell you the truth! Even if you are a strong person in the middle stage of Huajin, I am not afraid, because I am also in the middle stage of Huajin." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Before the words fell, Luo Keshou's body had already pounced like a tiger, and the steel fork in his hand stabbed over with the sound of the wind. Zhang Ren's face remained unchanged, and he instantly picked up a fruit knife from the table and greeted him.

In an instant, the sound of clanging continued to sound, and Luo Keshou became more and more frightened, the other party was obviously a weapon that he picked up casually, and he used it so superbly, which is not incredible, and more importantly, every time the steel fork in his hand collided with the fruit knife in the opponent's hand, it was as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his arm trembled involuntarily. In just a few dozen moves, Luo Keshou's palm could barely hold the steel fork.

He knew that it was not good, and suddenly retreated, and Zhang Ren seemed to be fooled and rushed forward. Luo Keshou's eyes flashed, and the steel fork in his hand came out of his hand and shot at Zhang Ren's throat like lightning. Zhang Ren slashed a few knives disappreciatively, and the steel fork had already been knocked out. However, Luo Keshou's figure appeared in front of Zhang Ren like a ghost, and his palms slammed into his chest with the power of opening the stele and cracking the stone.

Bang!

A voice suddenly sounded, and it felt as if the bell had been stuffed with cotton and then smashed with a hammer, making a sound like thunder. Luo Keshou showed a cold smile, after he left the Luo family, he specialized in cultivating the Cracking Stone Palm. The other party can't say that it is a person, even if it is a hard stone, it will be smashed to pieces.

What he never imagined was that when his palm that could open the stele crack stone smashed into the opponent's chest, it was like hitting an iron block, and the powerful force suddenly shook back, and Luo Keshou's whole person had involuntarily taken three or four steps back.

When Luo Keshou came to his senses, his hands were already full of blood, his face turned pale, and he involuntarily pointed at Zhang Ren and said, "Aren't you Huajin?"

Strength?

The corners of Zhang Ren's mouth brought out a faint smile, and he said indifferently: "I'm not anymore!

Suddenly, his body had floated silently in front of Luo Keshou, and his two fingers had been lightly clicked out, and the feeling was as if it was made at will. Luo Keshou's eyes showed a hint of hatred, even if the other party was a strong man, he looked down on him too much, and the other party's fingers might not even be able to beat a child! Thinking of this, he roared angrily: "Give me death!"

However, he obviously threw a punch, but he was empty, and Zhang Ren's body didn't know when it reached behind him, and two fingers seemed to hit the back of his neck very lightly. Luo Keshou's body stiffened, and the whole person trembled involuntarily, and then fell to the ground fiercely, unconscious.

The other people were shocked, turned around and ran, and Ronan said loudly: "Zhang Ren, don't let them run!"

It's a pity that Zhang Ren didn't care about the rest of the gangsters at all, but sat not far from Ronan and said with a smile: "We can talk, right?"

Ronan leaned back nervously: "What do you want to talk about?"

Zhang Ren patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said lightly: "Why do you hate Guoshu so much, this doesn't make any sense at all?"

Ronan gritted his teeth, stared at Zhang Ren with a blue face, didn't know what to say, although he always said that the national art was useless, but Zhang Ren saved him, and finally said helplessly: "I should be the pride of the sky since I was a child, but no matter how hard I try, I can't learn the national art." Because of this, I have been bullied since I was a child, if it weren't for the national arts, then I wouldn't have been left out in the cold at all, and my father wouldn't have looked down on me, and the culprit of all this is the national art that has no use at all. ”

He looked at the frightened classmates around him, and a resentful expression appeared on his face: "You ask them, who thinks that Guoshu is useful? Who has not suffered a lot because of Guoshu, and you should think about it." In today's world, there are hot weapons in warfare, and with the development of science and technology, people's lives are becoming happier and happier.

When he first heard these words, Zhang Ren also had to admit that what the other party said made sense. But he quickly understood the other party's mistake.

He looked at Ronan, who was a little paranoid, and said with a smile: "I understand your suffering, how about listening to me now!"

Ronan originally wanted to say something, but Zhang Ren suddenly picked up a knife next to you, which made Ronan and the others very nervous, and said in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Ren smiled, and when he came to Ronan, he was stabbed, which made Ronan almost scared to death, but he found that the knife was stuck on the table next to him. I couldn't help but wonder, "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Ren looked at him calmly: "You should know that I can kill you with a knife, but I can also use a knife to cut the fruit, and the same is true of Guoshu? But if you learn the national arts, you will at least have the ability to protect yourself in the face of a group of thugs. ”

Ronan tried to retort, but didn't know what to say.

Zhang Ren didn't want to entangle with them again, because there was no need to say something too clearly, national art was just a weapon, and what really scared people was actually human nature. Ronan wanted to say something, but he was not stupid, he had been carried away by anger for so many years, but when Zhang Ren said these words, he immediately understood that he might really be wrong!

When Zhang Ren left Ronan's house, he suddenly had a feeling of helplessness. He has been learning Guoshu since he was a child, and everyone around him knows Guoshu, and now he has become the dean of Jianghai Guoshu Academy, but he can't help but admit that although Ronan's ideas are paranoid, they really seem to be useless for social development. Otherwise, the second uncle Zhang Liren would not have gone further and further, and finally lost his life in order to atone for his sins.

He even had doubts, if the Seven Star Gate didn't know the national arts, it was just an ordinary mountain village, maybe it wouldn't have been wiped out. He shook his head vigorously, wanting to throw out this unrealistic idea, but he fell deeper and deeper, and the whole person trembled involuntarily.

Zhang Ren read through the secret book of national arts, and naturally knew that this state was wrong, but he couldn't suppress the trembling of his body, and his face became pale.

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