"The hall owner, the fat man in the Song Family Boxing Gym, is rushing over here with great fanfare."

"The hall owner, the fat man from the Song Family Boxing Gym, has passed three more restaurants, drank nine bowls of wine, and is rushing over here."

There are constantly disciples entering the door to report the whereabouts of the fat man, everyone in the hall is silent, no one speaks, two middle-aged people in the upper seat, one has gray sideburns, there is a vicissitudes between the eyebrows, but the eyes are bright like a flame is burning, the other person, short in stature, forbearance and immobility, like a 10,000-year-old reef at the bottom of the sea, the breath of the whole person, people can't feel it at all.

Finally, the short middle-aged man spoke slowly: "Xianchen, you can do it yourself later, I think this fat man is not simple." ”

Originally, the short man was clumsy and not amazing, but as soon as he spoke like this, everyone's heads lowered involuntarily.

This invisible deterrence is the coercion of the strongest against the weak, and even the middle-aged man beside him can feel the deep deterrence from the hall owner.

"Good!"

The middle-aged man agreed, without a single superfluous nonsense.

The disciples below, all of them were shocked and discolored, the middle-aged man Dai Xianchen is a peerless genius of the Dai Clan, since he was a child, he has worked hard to study the ancestral martial arts, and crossed the Sang country in the east, and crossed Thailand in the south, learning the real martial arts from the hidden martial arts masters, and the mutual confirmation of the family martial arts, the martial arts are finally completed.

After Dai Xianchen broke through the strength, he became the Dinghai Divine Needle of Dai's Daoist Hall, and he has never made a move in the past ten years, but all kinds of magical legends about him are not only in the dust of Dai's Daoist Hall, but also famous in the entire cold country martial arts circle.

The martial arts kung fu of the hall owner Dai Xianshan, compared to Dai Xianchen, is only high and not low, this thin man from the Han Kingdom is a disciple of the Han Kingdom Martial Arts Taishan Beidou Pu Taibai, not to mention anything else, just this background and backing is enough to make all the disciples who study martial arts, Gao Shan looked up and admired.

"Pavilion master, this kind of person is not worthy of competing with my master, let me teach him a lesson, I want him to know that the Dai Clan Pavilion is definitely not something that a grandiose little person like him can provoke."

After Dai Xianzhi finished speaking, a young man wearing a decent martial arts uniform stood up and bowed deeply to the two masters in the upper seat, and bowed very respectfully.

Dai Xianzhi didn't look at him, nor did he speak, this is Dai Xianchen's disciple, and he has always been valued by Dai Xianchen, so he dared to come out of the crowd and talk to the hall owner.

Dai Xianchen pondered for a while, the young man's eyes flashed, and he said again: "Master, I think this fat man who kicks the gym is a madman, how can there be a martial arts competition and get himself drunk first?" ”

"Your status is extremely noble, if this is the case, if you rashly make a move, it will be too much to exalt yourself."

Dai Xianchen shook his head, his voice was sharp and piercing his eardrums: "I originally wanted to sharpen you and prepare for you to fight, but with your current mentality, you have already lost, how can you fight a decisive battle with the challenger?" ”

"Master"

The young man was greatly dissatisfied, Dai Xianchen shook his hand, asked him to sit down, and said lightly: "The ancient Huaxia martial arts are unfathomable, but in modern times, some have declined, but if you think that Huaxia boxers are weak and can be bullied, then you are wrong." ”

"Huaxia martial arts, even if there is one stop left in ten stops, this stop is strong enough, only ignorant and stupid people will sit in the well and watch the sky to provoke Huaxia boxers"

He shook his head and sighed: "Although Dai Yao is the number one master in the second generation of the Dai Clan's Dao Pavilion, but under the protection of the older generation for a long time, although the martial arts have made some achievements, even the basic perception of danger by living beings has disappeared. ”

Dai Xianchen's words, although the tone is light, but the criticism contained in it, but it is very heavy, the young man heard him mention his most beloved eldest brother Dai Yao, he couldn't help but feel hot, and shouted: "Master, that's just the fat man's luck is enough, how hard the eldest brother is, how can he be injured by a durian."

"Get Out"

Dai Xianzhi suddenly said lightly, stood up at the same time, and glanced at Dai Xianchen, the eyes of the two brothers were all solemn.

These two people are all top masters of martial arts, but the more masters they are, the more they know that the fat man is terrible, in this world, there are really few masters who can urge the essence of the qi and burn a durian spike into an indestructible master.

In fact, as early as an hour ago, the fat man had already borrowed Dai Yao's hand to challenge Dai Xianzhi and Dai Xianchen, two martial arts masters.

The young man was reprimanded by the hall owner, although his tone was light, he still couldn't accept it, looked up at Dai Xianshan, who was named the hall owner and was actually his father, and knew that he couldn't disobey his will, so he had to hang his head and leave the hall in frustration.

At this moment, there was a lot of noise outside the door, and the two disciples outside the door stumbled in: "It's coming, the fat man is coming to kick the hall." ”

Dai Xianzhi's eyes looked at Dai Xianchen deeply, and he was stern and cold: "Second brother, Dai Daoguan, life and death, honor and disgrace, fight here!" Don't be careless. ”

Dai Xianchen nodded, and the moment he turned around, the killing intent in his eyes suddenly condensed into ice, and Dai Xianchen was awe-inspiring in his heart, knowing that this battle of kicking the hall had made up his mind, and it had become a battle of life and death.

Hancheng is the territory of the Kim Clan, and in order to avoid suspicion, the Dai Clan Gym did not set up a branch here.

However, recently, for the martial arts competition, the seven family gyms, including various schools of Sang Guo Karate, have set up temporary gyms, and this is the temporary gym of the Dai Gym, although it is only temporary, but it also represents the dignity of the entire Dai Gym.

At this moment, the fat man has drunk more than 20 catties of liquor, with seven or eight points of alcohol, his steps are staggering, his cheeks are red, and he is gasping for breath, all of which have the meaning of smoking, and in the eyes of outsiders, he looks drunk.

Many people looked at the lively guy, and they already showed a mocking face, pointing at the fat man, this guy dares to love is a drunken maniac, no wonder he dares to speak up and challenge the Seven Family Daoists?

Why is he, just because he has a decent amount of alcohol?

However, the same scene, in the eyes of Song Licheng and others, is very different.

The fat man drank so much liquor, except for a slight bulge in his abdomen and a little drunk, his feet seemed to be stumbling, but he was as steady as Mount Tai.

I saw him step by step, swaying from side to side, but he took root, endlessly, in his eyes, flashing with a strange red light, as if a tiger came out of the mountains and forests, although the speed was not fast, but step by step, there was a kind of leisurely and domineering domination of the world.

Song Licheng's heart was originally hanging high, but watching the fat man drink, the more he got to the end, the more arrogant he became, and the whole person was full of energy, and his temperament changed greatly.

From the Song Family Boxing Gym to the Dai Family Gym, he drank more than 20 catties of spirits, and the whole person seemed to be drunk, but he was reborn, and unconsciously, from a simple and silly fat man, he became a top master who walked like a dragon and a tiger, and exuded the breath of a king.

Only by getting close to a fat man like Song Licheng can he perceive such a subtle change.

It turns out that spirits can really create a peerless master, and some scenes in fairy tales may not all be deceitful.

In fact, wine can carry blood and energy, full of essence and energy, if it is a martial arts master specially brewed wine, the refining of the human body's own blood and bones, it is also a miraculous effect, such as Dao Ling'er according to the ancient recipe, specially brewed French wine, this kind of class.

It's just that these spirits that Wang Xiaoshi drank may not have any effect, he is just trying to hide people's eyes, a mediocre and ordinary fat man, who defeated a taekwondo master in a day, no matter what, it is unacceptable.

Innate divine power plus drunken trouble, is the best excuse, if the so-called martial arts master of the Han Kingdom can't even deal with a drunken maniac, what face does he have to dominate the world martial arts circle?

Surrounded by a huge crowd of people behind him, the fat man came to the gate of Dai's Daoist Hall, stood firm, knocked on the door, and was actually quite polite.

The disciples of the Dai family, who had been waiting for a long time, opened the door of the Dai clan hall in an uproar, and one of the disciples walked out of the gate, without looking at the countless onlookers outside, his eyes burned, staring at the fat man: "What's the matter with you?" ”

"Oh, that's right, my name is Zhang Yuan, I'm from the Song Family Guoshu Pavilion, I'm here to kick the gym"

Even if the reception disciples of the Dai Clan Daoist Pavilion had already been mentally prepared, when they heard the words "kick the hall" coming out of the fat man's mouth, his eyes were still a little colder.

In the martial arts circle, no matter how strict the dispute is, it will not be solved by kicking the hall, once someone comes to kick the hall, for the entire martial arts hall, it is a matter of life and death for the entire sect, regardless of high and low life and death, it will never be finished.

The fat man didn't seem to realize the weight of his words, and after saying this, he shook himself and walked into the Dai Clan's Gym, behind him, followed by the disciples of the Song Family's Guoshu Pavilion, and the rest of the people, but they were all stopped outside by more than a dozen disciples of the Dai Clan's Gym.

The fat man stopped and beckoned to Zhang Ce, Zhang Ce was overjoyed, a cat waist, and rushed into the gate, the two disciples of the Dai Daoist Hall were stunned for a moment, and wanted to stop it, but suddenly saw the fat man's intimidating eyes, so he didn't dare to make a move, so he had to watch Zhang Ce follow the fat man and walk into the gate of the Dai Daoist Hall.

Bang!

The door of the Dai Clan's Daoist Hall was slammed shut, and seven or eight disciples at the door stood side by side, blocking all prying eyes, as if facing a great enemy.

"It's over, these young disciples of the Song Clan's National Art Pavilion can't get out."

Seeing that the door was closed, the disciples of the Dai Clan's Daoist Hall were like wolves, blocking all the passages, and the same thoughts surged into the hearts of many people

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