Ye Mu didn't move, he just frowned slightly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Songlei and said, "It turns out that you and Li Tian are the same dog!" “

"Come on, get this kid up for me!"

Zhang Songlei looked at Ye Mu coldly, waved his hand again, and said. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But contrary to Zhang Songlei's expectations, the warriors around him completely ignored his orders, and none of them moved.

This time and that time.

Just now, everyone in the martial arts hall was eager to try, wanting to defeat Ye Mu and get ahead.

But now no one dares to make a move.

Because, Huo Donglai of the Cai Li Buddha Martial Arts Pavilion is actually not Ye Mu's enemy.

These people don't think that their martial arts cultivation is much higher than Huo Donglai's, and if they lose like Huo Donglai, then they will not steal the dog and lose the rice, and they will not get ahead, but they will lose their face.

For warriors, power and money are important, but face is even more important.

Zhang Songlei was immediately furious, although he was the president of the Martial Arts Association and had some power, but everyone in the Ningcheng martial arts community knew that the Martial Arts Association was just a loose government agency, and there was not much restraining power for the martial arts hall.

It is precisely because of this that Zhang Songlei found Li Tian to invest in a big competition, and wanted to form the Ningcheng Martial Arts Hall Alliance, nominally to carry forward the national arts, but in fact, it was also to sell his reputation and make plans for his own rights.

Seeing that no one made a move, Zhang Songlei's face was red and his ears were red, and his face was white and pure, and he was also red at the moment and was about to drip blood.

Suddenly, Zhang Songlei took a step forward and punched Ye Mu's back hard.

Ye Mu turned sideways to avoid it, turned around and looked at Zhang Songlei coldly: "President Zhang, you actually took action personally?" You're no match for me, and if you lose, you can't afford to lose that person! ”

Zhang Songlei said coldly: "Less nonsense! Something happened to the Martial Arts Association, and so many people went missing! It's my responsibility as president, and I'm going to take you down and ask you what the hell is going on! ”

Hearing Zhang Songlei's words, Ye Mu's expression froze, so many people were missing? Seeing Zhang Songlei's expression, it wasn't a fake, could it really be that something really happened?

However, even if something happens, what does it have to do with him and the people of the Eagle Claw National Art Hall, why should the Martial Arts Association suspect him!

Ye Mu couldn't figure it out.

"Ye Mu, of course young people are vigorous, but don't regret it because you are young and vigorous, and do some stupid things! Today, I am on behalf of your elders to teach you the principles of life! ”

Zhang Songlei took off the suit on his upper body, revealing the shirt inside, pointed at Ye Mu, and said, "Come on, come on, if you can win against me, let go of the people from the Eagle Claw National Art Pavilion first!" ”

"That's what you said!"

Ye Mu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said in a deep voice.

"My dignified president of the martial arts association will lie to you a little junior?"

Before Zhang Songlei's words fell, he was already blatantly attacking.

A lightning step, tiptoe to the ground, suddenly a sound, swept up, and slaughtered.

"The Great Sage Pass Back Fist!"

The onlookers in the martial arts hall didn't know which one exclaimed, and from Zhang Songlei's steps, they recognized his fist path.

Ye Mu didn't want to fight Zhang Songlei, because Zhang Songlei was the president of the Martial Arts Association after all, and he looked short and fat, not like a martial artist, but like a businessman.

However, people can't look good, I didn't expect that Zhang Songlei was actually a master of back boxing, with no eyes on his fists and feet, since Zhang Songlei had already made a move, then Ye Mu couldn't make a move.

Zhang Songlei's slightly arched neck suddenly shrank inward, and it was really like an ape flying flat between the pounces, and the speed was extremely fast. Zhang Songlei was originally the director of the Tongjiquan Boxing Gym, but he was in a high position, which made people forget his identity as a martial artist, and thought he was a bureaucrat.

At a distance of five meters, it was almost a blink of an eye, and he arrived in front of Ye Mu, with a "boom", the bone joints were staggered, and a series of movements like firecrackers exploded one after another in the silent underground parking lot, and the long arm flicked, like a steel whip, and Ye Mu's head was slammed like a steel whip.

In the Tongjian boxing, pay attention to the strength of the clothes, punch out, the punch is not out, the sound starts first, and the cold and crisp sound is endless, which shows that Zhang Songlei's Tongjian is almost the realm of the grandmaster.

"That's amazing! Sure enough, people can't be good-looking, the sea water can't be beaten, the Chinese hidden dragon and Crouching Tiger, a seemingly bureaucratic person, also has such kung fu! His speed, his strength, is not below me! ”

Ye Mu's eyesight is extraordinary, at this moment, under his full attention, Zhang Songlei's movements suddenly became slowed down, he could clearly see that the center of Zhang Songlei's palm was blue-black, the color was as black as iron, under one blow, it was really like a violent wind, and the strong wind howled on his face, almost forcing his breath between his mouth and nose back into his lungs.

The next moment, Ye Mu didn't dodge or dodge, just waited for the moment Zhang Songlei came over, one arm was like a beam, and his five fingers were like hooks, and he immediately latched on Zhang Songlei's forearm and swung away.

Bang!

At this moment, the arms of the two people collided together, and suddenly there was a loud bang, the two of them were clearly flesh and blood, but the sound was like steel colliding and roaring!

In the confined space of the underground parking lot, this sound echoed repeatedly, like ringing a big bell.

The two of them slammed their forearms and collided together, and Zhang Songlei, who was short and fat, only felt that his arm was suddenly painful, like a bone crack, and his footsteps bounced violently on the ground, and he suddenly looked like an ape, flying backwards and catapulting, retreating two meters away.

The master makes a move, and you don't need to live or die to distinguish the winner from the loser, most of the time, just a simple hand, you can know the depth of the other party.

"How did this kid practice? Did you start practicing in your mother's womb? How can your skills be deeper than mine! No wonder, Yang Huaiyuan lost to him, it was terrible! ”

Zhang Songlei fought hard with Ye Mu, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he immediately understood that he was not Ye Mu's opponent, his body retreated sharply, his eyes rolled, and he was thinking of saying something to find a step down.

But at this time, Ye Mu also took two steps back, and a red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Just had a hard fight with Zhang Songlei, if Ye Mu was in his heyday, there would naturally be no problem, but in the battle with Colonel Jack, his internal organs were injured, and after a month of cultivation, he was not clean.

In a ring match with Yang Huaiyuan the day before yesterday, Ye Mu barely fought, and his injuries were worse, and his strength at the moment was only about fifty percent of the usual.

Actually, he was bluffing just now.

Seeing Ye Mu spitting blood from his mouth, Zhang Songlei was overjoyed, knowing that Ye Mu was injured, he screamed strangely, his fists swollen, and a move of double peaks hit Ye Mu's temple.