213, Ghost King Da

Zhao Bo bypassed the main building of the elite center and came to the stadium at the back, where there are football fields, basketball courts, tennis courts and other outdoor sports venues.

Looking at those players comparable to Maradona, Ronaldo, and Ronaldo, Zhao Bo was a little speechless, if the level of other parts of the world is similar to the real world, then the world sports may have been monopolized by Hong Kong Island.

Behind the bushes next to the playground, a dilapidated hut was built of wooden planks and iron sheets, and there was a sign of a coward's nemesis hanging on it.

Zhao Bo came to the outside of this house, the ghost Wang Da was bored smoking cheap cigarettes inside, looking at the dragon, tiger and leopard who had turned over I don't know how many times, his beard was unkempt, and his clothes didn't know how long he hadn't washed them, and the eye droppings in the corners of his eyes were not removed, I really couldn't see that this person was the ghost Wang Da who was the leader and the invincible opponent in Japan back then, and he was too degenerate.

"What do you want to buy, eight pieces of soda, ten pieces of biscuits, fourteen ...... beer"

Seeing someone coming, Ghost King Da said lazily, not enthusiastic about doing business at all.

"Junior, Zhao Bo, I came to visit the ghost king's senior."

Zhao Bo arched his hand and said to the ghost king.

"What kind of ghost king senior, you have come to the wrong place, there is no such person here."

Ghost Wang Da's body shook, and then he seemed to wave his hand impatiently at Zhao Bo and asked Zhao Bo to leave here.

"The deeds of the predecessors of the ghost king back then made the younger generations admire, I don't know why the seniors denied it, didn't the seniors have the idea of revenge?"

Zhao Bo was not surprised at all by Ghost Wang Da's denial, he had fallen to this point, of course he didn't want people to know his true identity, it can be seen that he still maintains the last bit of dignity in his heart.

"What you're talking about, I don't understand it at all, don't bother me with business."

Ghost Wang Da didn't seem to hear Zhao Bo's words, and still waved his hand to let Zhao Bo leave.

"Okay, I'll do a business with my seniors, I want to learn martial arts from my seniors, and I don't know how much tuition is needed."

Zhao Bo is not entangled, it is not possible to take the formal way, then take the crooked and evil way, the ghost king loves money like his life, and even cheats He Jinyin's money, he knows that he has no bottom line, so it is better, just pay for it yourself.

"Okay, you come in."

When Ghost Wang Da saw the stack of banknotes in Zhao Bo's hand, his eyes lit up, and then he said to Zhao Bo.

Zhao Bo bypassed the business window, came to the side door, after entering, it was a dim room, there were a lot of goods piled up inside, the visit was quite messy, on the wall of the room, there was a square picture, there was a big fist on it, it was written on the ancient Chinese boxing method, and there were some colored lights around it, which looked cheap, and there was a weapon rack next to it, with a few rusty weapons, and there were only a few dilapidated pieces of furniture in the house, which was considered the residence of the ghost king.

"What do you want to learn?"

Ghost King Da asked Zhao Bo.

"What do you have?"

In the movie, Ghost Wang Da didn't show any kung fu, so Zhao Bo didn't know what he would do, but he used psychological tactics well.

"Iron sand palm, originated from the Surabaya Iron Palm Gang, the power is endless, anyone who is hit by the five organs is broken, resulting in death on the way to the hospital, three days of practice, the fee is six hundred."

"Iron cloth shirt, originated from the south of Shaolin, 70 kilometers north of Fujian Province and 30 nautical miles south of Shanwei, after training, the whole body is as hard as iron, invulnerable, water and fire do not invade, five days of practice, the fee is 800."

"Blood drops, originated in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, is the unique secret weapon of the Da Nei assassination group, taking people's heads in thousands of miles, easy as a snap, because the lethality is too strong, so use this yo-yo instead, seven days of practice to charge a thousand."

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Ghost Wang Da began his swaggering nonsense, what is seventy kilometers north of Fujian Province and thirty nautical miles south of Shanwei, is there such a place? Could it be in another dimension? If the blood droplets can take people's heads for thousands of miles, can the Qing Dynasty still die? The Qing Dynasty will be able to unify the world.

I'm afraid that only He Jinyin, an idiot, will believe these nonsense, Zhao Bo just watched the ghost king like a monkey play, so that the more the ghost king performed, the more empty his heart became, and the last Ultraman was embarrassed to show up.

"How about it, which kung fu to learn?"

After the ghost king finished the performance, he sat opposite Zhao Bo and said.

"Senior, I'm really asking for advice, you don't need to get these things to fool me."

Zhao Bo said, is the ghost king really willing to fall and finally fall to the streets? Not necessarily, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed to a duel under the agitation of the senior brother who broke the water flow.

"How could I fool you, these are all my housekeeping skills, and I won't teach them if I don't have my own people, seeing that your qualifications are good, I'll give you a nine-percent discount."

Ghost King Da said cheekily, as long as he can make money, he can say any nonsense.

"I don't know if the predecessors know, the elite center has transferred back a new master from Japan, it is the senior brother of the broken water flow, the senior has fought with his master in 88 years, and the purpose of his visit this time is to let the elite center only have the broken water flow karate, and the others are all trampled underfoot."

Zhao Bo didn't pay attention to Ghost Wang Da's flickering, but took out the senior brother of Broken Water Flow to stimulate Ghost Wang Da.

"Crunch!"

Zhao Bo heard the sound of the bones, and the source of the sound was the ghost king Da on the opposite side, his fists had already clenched out of the green tendons, and his eyes began to be bloodshot.

"Do seniors still want to stay out of the matter and watch karate go wild here?"

Zhao Bo added fuel to the fire, and wanted to ignite the fire in Ghost Wang Da's heart to see if Ghost Wang Da would continue to be incognito.

"How did you know who I am?"

Ghost Wang Da finally stopped being improper, but asked Zhao Bo in a deep voice, it seems that he has given up fooling Zhao Bo.

"The identity of the predecessors is not difficult to inquire, as long as you have the heart to look for it, you will definitely be able to find the predecessors, but the predecessors have been silent for too long, and people have forgotten the glory of the ancient boxing method."

Zhao Bo said that the ghost king became famous ten years ago, time can erase a person's memory, and the former glory of the ghost king has been buried in the dust of time, which is a tragedy.

"You call me a senior, compared to you, you are also a person who practices martial arts, why do you have to learn martial arts from me."

Ghost Wang Da said that Zhao Bo's title determines everything, and Zhao Bo's pace is steady and his breathing is smooth, which is in line with the characteristics of a person who practices martial arts.

"I want to embrace all rivers, walk out of an avenue, and win the pinnacle of martial arts."

Zhao Bo made no secret of his purpose, this is his heart, the goal after practicing martial arts, no matter how difficult this road is, Zhao Bo will not give up.

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