Dongzi's perspective on the problem is not a problem, if you take the fight just now as a reference, you can indeed refer to the opponent's combat power, but he got the reference object wrong, Zhan Anli has been learning Bajiquan with Steward Wei since he was a child, and now he is learning Taijiquan with Chen Lao, although not to mention how strong the fighting ability is, but it is more than enough for them and a few gangsters.

What Dongzi didn't expect was that just now he used all his strength to break free of Zhan Anli's hands, but Zhan Anli deliberately let go. "Since you like to pretend to be forced so much, then don't blame the brothers for giving you loose skin and beating you into a fool." Dongzi smiled and his mouth was broken.

After all, Dongzi and several people are old fritters who fight, and they have summed up the experience of fighting after they have more experience in beating, in line with the principle that the first strike is strong, and the second attack suffers, and it is stupid not to be beaten, Dongzi and his party quickly pulled out a slinger from their pockets.

A few people rushed up, the distance of a few meters stopped in an instant, and in just a few breaths, the slingering sticks of Dongzi's subordinates had already smashed towards Zhan Anli's body, they had fought so much, knowing that the part of the body that should be hit was not fatal but would bring great pain to people, just when their slingering stick was about to hit Zhan Anli's body, they suddenly moved, and one turned around and avoided the attack.

Looking at Zhan Anli's skillful movements, Dongzi was stunned for a moment and then smiled viciously: "No wonder you dare to provoke us like this, it turned out to be a practitioner, but there is a good saying, no matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and the brothers who fight are your practitioners, give me a fight." With Dongzi's order, several followers rushed towards Zhan Anli with sticks and screaming.

I saw that Zhan Anli finally moved at this time, and the whole person was floating in the crowd like catkins, just when the stick was about to hit Zhan Anli, but Zhan Anli was dodged by Zhan Anli in a strange arc. Sometimes Zhan Anli's body is like a tight spring hitting the gangster's arm, and the power of Tai Chi is perfectly applied by Zhan Anli in the current fighting.

The gangster who was attacked by Zhan Anli originally hit Zhan Anli with a stick, but under the guidance of the latter, he smashed it on Dongzi's head impartially. In addition, the strength of this gangster is not small, just as soon as Dongzi feels his head dizzy, and then blood blurs his eyes. It took a long time to cover his head, maybe because everyone had more times and was opened a lot of times, although Dongzi's head was hammered and bleeding, but he didn't flinch.

"Damn, who is your little bunny hitting? Are you trying to betray me, stone me to death, and then take my place? Dongzi, who was accidentally injured by his subordinates, staggered up and roared at his subordinates, and the poor attendant also wondered: "Boss, I didn't mean to, I originally wanted to smash this rabbit cub, but as soon as he hit me, I smashed it." The attendant said suspiciously.

"Forget it, let's fight on time." Just now, Dongzi was dizzy and subconsciously scolded him, but he still trusted the loyal Dongzi of these little followers. But Dongzi's appearance still made passers-by can't help but stop, and they are even more curious that this young man who looks harmless to humans and animals has such a means to make Dongzi, who dominates the ancient town of Lijiang, suffer a big loss.

"See you're paralyzed? If you don't believe it or not, Lao Tzu will copy your house? "Dongzi is used to being in the limelight in Lijiang Ancient Town, when has he suffered such a big loss? Now he is being pointed at by the people he had bullied before, and the huge psychological gap makes him forget to think about the strength gap between him and Zhan Anli, and after the passers-by who stopped were scared away by him, Dongzi stared at Zhan Anli deadly.

At this time, Dongzi's head was already blurred with blood, and the blood fell down his cheek drop by drop, which aroused the ferocity in his heart. "Rabbit cub, Lao Tzu let you lie down and go out of the ancient street today." Dongzi knew that he was being treated as a joke today, and he blamed Zhan Anli for all this, and now he could only wash away his shame by giving Zhan Anli a memorable lesson.

At Dongzi's beckoning, several thugs rushed towards Zhan Anli again, only to see Zhan Anli's sturdy body actually twist strangely, and the whole person slammed into a gangster's chest like a cannonball, and before the impact, Zhan Anli's elbow was silently raised.

Taijiquan is divided into eight kinds of strength, such as strength, squeezing, pressing, picking, strength, elbow strength, and relying on strength, each of which is a powerful weapon in actual combat.

Zhan Anli knocked this little gangster directly away with an understatement, and the little gangster who suffered such a big loss felt like he had been hit hard in the chest by a sharp hammer, and he couldn't breathe for a long time, and for a while, the little gangster's face was red because of suffocation, and he was coughing constantly.

Seeing that Zhan Anli knocked a sturdy thug away so easily, causing him to quickly lose his combat effectiveness, the passers-by who were originally forced by Dongzi's obscenity finally stopped, and even applauded directly.

"Damn, I didn't expect to really run into hard stubble." Dongzi said fiercely after spitting.

But he is in a dilemma now, let's fight with Zhan Anli, his kung fu is indeed a bit mysterious and unpredictable, which makes Dongzi feel a little cautious, if he doesn't fight, it will deal a blow to his Dongzi's "prestige", so how can he continue to mix in Lijiang Ancient Town in the future?

For a while, Dongzi fell into a dilemma.

"I didn't expect the young master's kung fu to be so good." At this time, the bodyguard who was watching from the side muttered quietly: "It's just that the young master's posture doesn't look like the master's Baji Boxing." "This muttering bodyguard is none other than Steward Wei's disciple.

Originally, these two bodyguards saw that there were many people on the opposite side and were ready to rush up to help Zhan Anli, but after seeing Zhan Anli show his hand, they stopped thinking about it, and their intuitive experience as bodyguards told the two of them that these gangsters in front of them were not Zhan Anli's opponents.

And Zhan Anli said first, if it wasn't for any special crisis situation that didn't require them to take action, so the last two bodyguards still stopped thinking about making a move.

"What Bajiquan? I don't think I look like martial arts. Another bodyguard asked curiously after hearing the muttering.

Hearing his companion say this, Steward Wei's disciple couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly: "It's nothing. But he sighed in his heart, as the inheritor of Bajiquan, watching the essence passed down by his ancestors gradually decline, and even became a product of martial arts in the mouths of others, his heart was not comfortable.