Huang Shaohong's subtle infusion, the temperament of the original foreign martial artist has become introverted, from the appearance of Wenwen is weak, like a scholar, the Taoist priest naturally thought that he was an ordinary person, and he never thought that the previous conversation had all fallen into his ears.

Huang Shaohong walked by himself, looking at the surrounding scenery, as if he didn't see a few people, and when he was about to pass by those people, the male student who had suffered in his hands suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in a rather unkind tone:

"Why did you see an acquaintance leave like this?"

The corners of Huang Shaohong's mouth twitched, and he smiled: "Who is an acquaintance with you?" Do you know what my name is? Do you know what I do? ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't want to talk to a few people, and he wanted to go down the mountain by bypassing the boy.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest stepped forward to block in front of him, and said with a pleasant face: "This gentleman is invited, there is a sentence in the poor road that I don't know whether to say or not!" ”

Huang Shaohong looked at each other with a slight playfulness on his face: "Please start your performance!" ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and his face became ugly: "What do you mean by this, sir?" ”

Huang Shaohong didn't bother to accompany others to act, and said straight to the point: "Didn't you say before that you would help this Xiao Wei teach me a lesson?" Come on, please start your show, I'm here to see how you teach me! ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest didn't expect the other party to hear their previous conversation, his face was blue and white, and he wanted to be mad, but there were many tourists around him.

immediately suppressed his anger, and squeezed out a smile on his face: "Young people, don't be so arrogant!" ”

After speaking, he stepped forward, raised his hand and put it on Huang Shaohong's shoulder, from the outside, this action is familiar and close, but in fact, the five fingers are wronged and hidden strength, the big finger is outstretched, and the big tendon of the neck is grabbed.

If ordinary people are caught by this Taoist priest, it can be said that life and death will be in the hands of others, and if others invent strength, you will be seriously injured or killed.

Huang Shaohong naturally knew the methods of this Taoist priest, but he was amused in his heart, how could this line be so familiar, so he immediately reached out to greet him, and said cooperatively: "Dao Chief's words are bad, aren't you still called a young man!" ”

As soon as he spoke, his hand and the middle-aged Taoist's hand were already grasping each other, and the two of them exerted their strength at the same time, only to hear the sound of 'bang', and the bluestone slab under the Taoist's feet directly cracked into a gap.

Then, a terrifying sound of bone cracking came out between the palms of the two of them holding each other, and the middle-aged Taoist priest flew out directly with a muffled snort, and his back hit the mountain rock a few meters away, and after spitting out a mouthful of old blood, he fell to the ground.

At this time, the four college students saw that the five fingers of the middle-aged Taoist priest had become shapeless.

"Uncle!"

One of the college students exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to check the Taoist priest's injuries, and when he saw the twisted fingers and the blood stains on the Taoist robe, his eyes were red, and he yelled and turned around to fight Huang Shaohong.

Although the Taoist priest vomited blood, the injury was not serious, Huang Shaohong did not use his hand to break his fingers and let them fly, but he did not give him a heavy hand, just gave him a small lesson.

At this time, he saw that his nephew was going to settle accounts with Huang Shaohong, so he hurriedly grabbed his nephew's arm with his other uninjured hand, and then hurriedly said: "Don't go over!" ”

Several college students also looked at Huang Shaohong with horror on their faces at this time, they all knew that their classmate, the uncle who was a Taoist priest, had real kung fu, and when they met before, they also showed a hand to knead porcelain into powder, which made several people shocked.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I partnered with someone, I directly even kneaded the porcelain cup into powder, and in their eyes, the palm of the hand was like stainless steel.

The boy who looked at Huang Shaohong unpleasantly, his face was pale at the moment, for fear that the other party would find trouble with him.

At this time, Huang Shaohong released the Taoist priest, which attracted the attention of many tourists, and the middle-aged Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the surrounding people:

"Poor Dao didn't stand firm just now and fell, it's not in the way, everyone hurry up to the golden top!"

As soon as he said this, these tourists who came to visit all dispersed in twos and threes, and a few people watched from a short distance.

The middle-aged Taoist priest said to Huang Shaohong again: "I was an old Taoist before, but I didn't expect that I was still a fellow Taoist in the national art world, I am Li Qingren of the Wudang Sanfeng faction, do you dare to go to Zixiao Palace with me?" ”

As he spoke, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and his tone was full of provocation.

Huang Shaohong looked at the person who was playing tricks in front of him, his eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, he came to Wudang to communicate with a Taoist priest who knew kung fu, and by the way, he borrowed the secret book of the Taoist sect's national arts, and the other party's statement was exactly what he wanted.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "I just want to meet the masters of the Daomen!" ”

Li Qingren used his strength to stabilize the concussed viscera at this time, and his breath was almost slow, and he got up with the support of his nephew, moved a little, and his actions returned to normal.

Several students lost their minds to play when they saw it, and hurriedly followed Li Qingren and walked down the mountain together.

Huang Shaohong walked leisurely behind a few people, still watching the scenery of Wudang Mountain all the way.

After arriving at Zixiao Palace, Li Qingren invited Huang Shaohong into a quiet room and said that he would go to his senior brother to meet the 'noble' guest!

After waiting for less than twenty minutes, footsteps came, and several middle-aged Taoist priests walked in one after another, and the four college students also followed behind them.

One of them had gray hair, but his face was as ruddy as a prime-aged Dao Chief, and he bowed his head to Huang Shaohong: "Sanfeng sent Qingmu, I have seen this master!" ”

To call the master is to salute according to the rules of the national art world.

As soon as Huang Shaohong heard this number, he remembered that Zeng Zhou Binglin said that the head of the contemporary Sanfeng faction is called Qingmu, and immediately got up and returned the salute:

"It turned out to be the head of Qingmu, my name is Huang Shaohong, there is no door and no faction, and I came to Wudang today to meet friends with martial arts and exchange national arts!"

When he signed up, the faces of several veterans changed instantly, and Qingmu asked, "But Huang Wuving, who swept the capital?" ”

"Huang Wudi?" Huang Shaohong was also a little confused, is this talking about himself?

The other party looked at his expression, and hurriedly said: "I heard that last year, there was a fellow practitioner in the art world of a country, proficient in Hongquan and Tai Chi, and swept all the dojos of taekwondo and karate in the capital, and later learned from several prestigious boxers in the capital, and won the battle, I don't know if it is Mr." ”

Huang Shaohong suddenly realized: "When I practiced boxing in the capital last year, I had a friendly exchange with the local national martial arts community, but I didn't dare to be invincible!" ”

Several veterans were cheeky, but they heard that those big boxers were seriously injured, and none of them wanted to recover for a year or two, this is called friendly exchanges? If you're not friendly, you're not going to kill people!