The conflict at the venue was about to break out, and it seemed that this alliance of the Russian Chinese circle was about to come to an end.

The person named Sun Gui who spoke before walked quickly from the front row and stood in front of Wang Shi, and scolded angrily: "How the hell did you get in!" Do you think you'll be fine when you go back home after making trouble here? "The threat is palpable.

Zhao Wansui held a spear in his hand and glanced at him indifferently: "Get out of the way." ”

Sun Gui is a little old, and he has been respected by others all the year round, and it has been a long time since anyone dared to speak so disrespectfully to him, and his body trembled when he heard the words.

Wang Shi took a step forward, helped Sun Gui aside, and whispered to him: "Brother Gui, this is a matter in our circle, and I have troubled you all these years." ”

He pressed the hand on Sun Gui's shoulder deeply, pressed Sun Gui, who wanted to get up, on the chair, and said, "If there is an accident, take care." He has been friends with Sun Gui for more than ten years, and his friendship has long exceeded interests.

Over the years, Sun Gui knew the skill of Master Wang, and when he saw him say this, he immediately knew that he had no bottom in his heart, and he knew that the person who came this time was likely to be a great person.

He was about to say something, but he saw that Wang Shi had already turned around and said loudly, "Long live Zhao, the disputes in the past will be resolved once and for all today!" ”

Sun Gui's eyes were hot, looking at the back of Wang Shi's robe, his heart was ruthless, if anything happened this time, he would do his best to avenge him.

Zhao Wansui's expression was still indifferent, in his opinion, if it wasn't for the help of others, this Wang Shi would have been captured and imprisoned a long time ago.

"Come on, I'll see what you've learned over the years." He held a spear in his right hand and slowly aimed the tip of the spear at Wang Shi.

Seeing that they were about to settle the dispute at the venue, the surrounding people vacated a large space.

Wing Chun Grandmaster Zheng Sheng and Wudang Sword Immortal Li Changsheng faintly faced Qi De and Pang Yu, they were just pressing the formation, and the matter was mainly solved by Zhao Wansui.

Wang Shi's breathing slowed down, and between one exhale and one inhale, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be still.

Suddenly, a thunderclap exploded, and the heavens and the earth were broken.

Zhao Wansui shook the tip of the gun, and the middle door went straight in.

Wang Shi's kung fu is all in his hands, a pair of palms are extremely soft, and the side meets the spear to overcome the rigidity with softness.

The palm of his hand was about to be imprinted on the body of the gun, but he saw Zhao Wansui's long arm tremble, and the body of the gun trembled.

The trembling power stretched along the barrel of the gun to Wang Shi's palm, he took three steps back, put his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Okay, Zhao Wansui is still at the peak." ”

His tone was relaxed, but the two palms behind his back were shaking slightly.

Qi De and Pang Yu, who were close behind him, saw it, and couldn't help but sink slightly.

Zhao Wansui sneered: "You are a lot older." ”

"You have a mouth." Wang Shi shook his head, the first reason for the relationship was because Zhao Wansui was arrogant, and then the grudge became bigger and bigger, and now he is still unforgiving.

After saying only this, Zhao Wansui shook his arm, and the spear rushed towards Wang Shi like a dragon, without giving the opponent time to rest.

Wang Shi was helpless, so he took a step to avoid it, turned his body sideways, patted it with his left hand, and took the gun with his right hand.

Zhao Wansui snorted coldly, holding the tail of the gun in his right arm, and let him hold the barrel of the gun.

As soon as his hand sank, Wang Shi grabbed the barrel of the gun, was slightly happy in his heart, and struck along the pole along the trend.

With a sharp release of the crook of the arm, Zhao Wansui simply recorded a real fist, then raised his right foot, and held the spear again with his left hand.

Wang Shi originally wanted to turn passive into active, but just now when his fists intersected, half of his body was almost frozen, and his heart was also shaken.

This Zhao Wanzai has not regressed at all, always staying at the top, and even going further!

Wang Shi looked at his opponent's unmoved face, and a little chill appeared in his heart, just now his fist was attached to the extremely feminine strength, but it turned out to be like a mud cow entering the sea.

"You ......" He was just about to speak to delay the time, when he saw Zhao Wansui take a step forward.

Taking a deep breath, Master Wang's exposed skin, from his face to his neck, from his wrists to his hands, turned bronzed.

Zhao Wansui was not surprised, held the barrel of the gun with both hands, and slashed forward.

"Buzz!" The barrel of the gun slashed through the air and reverberate.

Wang Shi does not dodge or dodge, his arms are just one.

"Boom!" There was a crunch sound.

Wang Shi stepped forward, and his arms parried Zhao Wansui's second split.

"Boom!" His face flashed flushed.

Zhao Wansui sneered, turned into a stab, and the tip of the spear swirled straight at Wang Shi's heart.

The arm bent into a strange angle, and Wang Shi turned from Zhigang to Zhirou in an instant, and his eyes quickly pinched the barrel of the gun.

Zhao Wansui shook the barrel of the gun continuously, but this time it had no effect.

Wang Shi pinched the barrel of the gun tightly, and his feet seemed to be slow and urgent, and he smashed Huanglong straight away.

His face was still silent, Zhao Wansui seemed to have expected it, and the tip of his right foot kicked at Wang Shi **** like thunder.

In the face of this attack, Wang Shi actually met with his left knee.

Zhao Wansui sneered, the power of his toes turned from virtual to real, and he only heard a "rattle", he was sure that Wang Shi's knee had been kicked and broken by himself.

At this moment, Wang Shi was only two steps away from his opponent, and in the face of Zhao Wansui's sneering face, his lips and teeth opened lightly, "Zha!" ”

Zhao Wansui, who had been sneering, flashed a look of horror on his face, his body shook, and his hands were light, but the spear was taken away by Wang Shi.

Wang Shi held a spear, and he didn't use the tip of the spear, but just pointed at Zhao Wansui's heart with the tail of the spear.

Zhao Wansui, whose body was shaking, barely parried with both hands and took a step back.

Wang Shi's face was flushed, and his hands were stronger.

The back of Zhao Wansui's hand was pierced by the strength of the gun, and he was drenched in blood, and took a step back.

Then this step back, Wang Shi's face flashed with gloom, and he could see that Zhao Wansui's pace had stabilized, and his body was no longer shaking.

"Zha!" The smell of blood in Wang Shi's mouth is strong, and the spear is the last blow!

However, this time he was parried by Zhao Wansui again, and then he saw him holding the gun with his bloody hands, and with a shake, Wang Shi "kicked and kicked" and retreated.

Zhao Wansui did not pursue, holding the spear and letting the blood drip down the barrel of the gun, his eyes gloomy: "Yes, I finally see the progress." ”

The corners of Wang Shi's mouth oozed blood, and he shook his head and said, "It's a pity." ”

"Hahaha, alas? The effort at the bottom of the box has been used by you, so what's the pity? After a while, the blood in Zhao Wansui's hands gradually stopped.

"Yes." Wang Shi was depressed, after all these years, he didn't expect to be planted in his hands after all.

Qi De and Pang Yu glanced at each other and took a step forward.

Zhao Wansui didn't look at them, but just stared at Wang Shi, and behind him, Wing Chun Grandmaster Zheng Sheng and Wudang Sword Immortal Li Changsheng each stepped forward.

A three-on-two trend was formed on the field, and Wang Shi was already exhausted and unable to move under continuous overdraft.

Zhao Wansui snorted coldly, Wing Chun Grandmaster immediately took a few steps forward and wrapped himself around Qi De, he looked at Li Changsheng again, Wudang Sword Immortal looked helpless, so he had to step forward to face Pang Yu.

Carrying the spear, Zhao Wansui was suddenly as fast as lightning and stabbed the tip of the spear, and a shot pierced Wang Shi's shoulder blade.

This time it was extremely fast, and everyone present did not expect that he would attack someone who had no power to do it.

"Shameless!"

"Despicable!"

There were also people in the national art circle who saw this scene and reprimanded them angrily.

Zhao Wanzai sneered, held the bloody spear, and shouted: "The generation of the native chicken tile dog." Who is not convinced? Stand out! ”

Standing up, you have to really face the Blood Grandmaster, and there is silence in the audience for a while.

"Hahaha, who else can save you this time?" Zhao Wansui stared at Wang Shi and sneered constantly.

"And me."

A deep voice came from outside the venue. (To be continued.) )