Feng Tianming looked at Li Muchen, and his eyelids jumped a few times unconsciously.

He is willing to believe Li Muchen, provided that it is within a reasonable range.

For example, defeating Li Zhendong and defeating Wang Zongsheng, he can believe this.

But if it was only one trick, he was very skeptical.

Feng Tianming himself doesn't practice martial arts, but he has also come into contact with many martial arts people, and knows that a person can be the head of a faction, and his kung fu will never be bad.

In this world, who dares to say that he can defeat the head of the Iron Cloak Sect with one move?

If you lose, it means that not only are the shares gone, but you can't even get a penny of money.

He saw that Li Muchen had always been very calm, very calm, and seemed to be very confident.

But the more confident he was, the more worried he became.

For a moment, Feng Tianming even wondered if he had fallen into the bureau jointly made by Li Muchen and Lian Qirong.

But at this time, it was impossible for Feng Tianming not to gamble.

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If they don't gamble, the Shen family will ask them to draw lots according to the rules, and he may still lose everything.

Moreover, his credibility will be seriously damaged.

Feng Tianming decided to choose to believe Li Muchen again.

The last time he beat Wang Zongsheng, Li Muchen released his pigeons, but in the end he made up for his loss with 500 million shares from the Cha family.

This time, see what he'll do?

If it is finally found out that it is really Li Muchen and Lian Qirong who are doing the game together, Feng Tianming will make up his mind to pull them all to hell at all costs, even if they are not recovered.

"Of course I won't go back." Feng Tianming looked at Li Muchen and said, "What Li Gongzi said is what I said." ”

"Good! Feng Er Ye is really still Feng Er Ye, refreshing! Lian Qirong laughed, "So, Shen Ye, let them start, right?" ”

Shen Bingyuan nodded and said, "Two, please go to the rooftop." ”

"No, it's just a trick, it's right here."

Li Muchen said and slowly stood up.

He didn't jump, let alone use a beautiful body like Li Zhendong, but walked around the outside of the conference round table and walked into the center of the round table from the gap next to the rostrum where Shen Bingyuan was.

Everyone in the seats shook their heads.

Before the fight began, the verdict had already been made.

Shen Mingchun couldn't help but sneer, thinking of the rumors of the Lin family, saying that Li Muchen killed all directions, how majestic he was, and so on, now he felt ridiculous. But this kind of nonsense, even his wife Lin Qiufeng is willing to believe it. The people of the Lin family are really more stupid than the other, and it is no wonder that they are in the middle of the road.

Jiao Shi Niang whispered to the old man next to her: "Uncle Liao, do you think he can win?" ”

Uncle Liao shook his head and said, "Li Zhendong's iron cloth shirt has reached the realm of transformation, if you want to win him with one move, unless the grandmaster comes in person and gathers his life's strength in one blow, it is absolutely impossible!" I look at this, his steps are careless, his kung fu is average, and it would be good if he was not beaten to death by Li Zhendong for a while. ”

Jiao Shi Niang frowned slightly: "Uncle Liao, can you help him for a while?" ”

Uncle Liao glanced at her: "If he doesn't add conditions, he may be able to help him, but if he says a trick to win, I can't help him." At most, when he is in danger, keep him from dying. ”

In addition to them, everyone else is also whispering.

The words of these people, word for word, all reached Li Muchen's ears.

He glanced at Jiao Shi Niang unconsciously, and didn't understand why this woman wanted to help him.

It happened that Jiao Shi Niang was also looking at him, looking at each other, Jiao Shi Niang smiled.

Li Muchen was in a trance, as if he had seen this woman somewhere, but he couldn't remember anything.

He turned his face and stood face to face with Li Zhendong, separated by a distance of about two meters.

Li Zhendong chuckled and said, "Boy, you will pay the price for your arrogance." ”

Li Muchen was not angry, but just asked, "Let's compete, are there any restrictions?" ”

Li Zhendong said: "There is no limit to the battle of life and death, what tricks do you have, just use it." ”

"Can I use a weapon?" Li Muchen asked.

"You want to tear his iron shirt with a blade?" Shen Mingchun laughed and said, "Do you want to give you a gun?" ”

There was a scornful laugh all around.

Shen Bingyuan also smiled, coughed lightly, and reminded: "You can use cold weapons, but you can't use poison, and you can't use hot weapons." ”

Li Muchen nodded and said, "I understand." ”

Li Zhendong said: "Boy, let me tell you clearly, I practice the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, and the flesh and skin are my weapons, what kind of guy do you use, show it!" ”

"That's what I'll do." As soon as Li Muchen raised his hand, there was a thin golden needle in his hand.

This was unexpected.

The iron cloth shirt is not a layer of clothing, and when practiced to the extreme, the skin and flesh of the body are harder than steel.

Moreover, when practicing kung fu, it is not only physically hard, but also has a layer of true qi to protect the body, which is permeated between the skin, muscles and bones.

A needle, a torn iron shirt?

This is unheard of.

What's more, this needle is still a soft and collapsed golden needle.

Only the Confucian scholars beside Xu Tong and the old man surnamed Liao beside Jiao Shi Niang narrowed their eyes slightly.

A trace of anger flashed across Li Zhendong's face, and he felt that Li Muchen took out a needle to express contempt.

"Boy, don't go too far, I originally planned to stop at the point, since you are looking for death yourself, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With that, he waved his arms, the clothes on his body were blown out of his body without wind, and a stream of true qi surged out from his body, and with a bang, his coat was torn into pieces and scattered in all directions.

A stream of air rushed around, and the people at the round table suddenly felt depressed, those who had practiced martial arts were fine, and those who had not practiced were even a little out of breath.

"It's really good kung fu!"

Li Zhendong's move shocked everyone.

Look at Li Muchen again, standing there, motionless, like a piece of wood.

What the result of this competition will be, there is already a bottom in everyone's hearts.

Feng Tianming was also dumbfounded.

It was the first time he had seen such a powerful aura of a martial artist.

This aura is much stronger than Hong Tiancheng, who he invited to Hecheng at the beginning.

He couldn't help but look at Li Muchen again, with a worried look in his eyes.

Shen Bingyuan said: "If both of you are ready, wait for me to call the start, and you can start." He paused, looked at Li Muchen and reminded, "Li Gongzi, you only have one chance." ”

Li Muchen nodded, indicating that he understood.

Shen Bingyuan said: "Okay, I announce, the competition begins." ”

Li Zhendong slapped his chest, and his palm hit his chest muscles, making a sound of gold and iron.

"Come on, boy."

With the respect of a grandmaster, he deliberately made a move to let Li Muchen go first to show his bearing.

Li Muchen was not polite and bullied.

Fluttering out a palm.

The five-element needle was sandwiched between the index and middle fingers.

His palms are light, his steps are light, everything is light, and there is no power.

Li Zhendong looked at Li Muchen with contempt and slapped his palm, and he didn't bother to move.

This kind of palm power can only be used to fight cockroaches, and it is impossible to break his iron cloth shirt.

Li Muchen's palm slapped firmly on Li Zhendong's chest.

He retreated with a single shot, and his body quickly retreated, returning to his original position.

In a trance, people have the illusion that these two people have never moved.

"Alright." Li Muchen stood there and said freely, "I'm done." ”