But Yan Shaokui had already resumed his standing posture just now, with one hand behind his back and one hand raised in front of him, the wind was light and calm, and he was strolling leisurely.

Wu Jiajun was originally sitting on the ground, waiting for his proud disciple Sun Baole to clean up Yan Shaokui!

When he saw Yan Shaokui throwing Sun Baole out with one hand, he couldn't help but stand up!

The disciples behind Wu Jiajun also stood up with an exclamation.

Ren Yingying was also shocked and stood up involuntarily.

Only Xiao Nan was very calm and still sitting.

Because Xiao Nan felt that the senior brother was omnipotent, it was expected to kill Sun Baole in seconds.

Sun Baole was slammed to the ground, and he rolled seven or eight times in a row before the momentum was eliminated.

The other disciples of the martial arts school ran over, helped Sun Baole up, and asked in a loud voice, "Senior brother, how are you?" ”

"It's okay, I can't die......" Sun Baole rubbed his waist and grinned.

You can't die, but Sun Baole's appearance is obviously that he can't fight anymore.

Wu Jiajun also glared at Sun Baole and scolded: "Useless things! ”

The most proud disciple under his command was defeated in one move, which really made Wu Jiajun's face unbearable.

Yan Shaokui sneered, turned back to Ren Yingying and said, "Yingying saw it, right?" As the saying goes, the fist starts from the heart, and the power starts from the ground. Volleying power and having no roots under your feet is a taboo for martial arts practitioners. The higher you jump, the harder you fall, hehe......"

Ren Yingying was stunned for a long time, and then nodded: "Thank you Kui Dong for your advice, I understand." ”

Wu Jiajun took a deep breath, hugged his fists and said, "Brother's martial arts are indeed superb. Wu Jiajun has an axe and comes to ask you for a few tricks. ”

Now, Wu Jiajun doesn't have the slightest contempt for Yan Shaokui.

"Come on." Yan Shaokui was still light, nodded and said.

Wu Jiajun nodded, walked forward with his left foot, drew a half circle, stood still, and the practice clothes on his body were blowing without wind, and they were rustling!

A vigor also spreads, not angry and self-assured.

Yan Shaokui nodded and said, "Yes, Principal Wu's internal skills already have some foundation, and he can release his internal strength externally. ”

Wu Jiajun was taken aback, and with a smug face, he asked, "Where did the brother see it?" ”

The internal strength is already a very awesome ability, and in the area of the mountain city, it seems that only he Wu Jiajun has this ability. Even looking at the entire martial arts world, such a cultivation can be regarded as a top master.

Yan Shaokui smiled faintly and raised his hand: "No need to say more, let's start!" ”

"Okay, here!"

Wu Jiajun changed his steps and struck Yan Shaokui's left shoulder with his right hand.

Yan Shaokui raised his hand to block it, holding the opponent's right hand, and at the same time, he pushed it out with one palm.

Since Wu Jiajun shows off his internal strength, let's compete with his internal strength!

"Good time!"

Wu Jiajun was overjoyed, he didn't think about it, he waved his palm to greet him, and he had a hard time with Yan Shaokui.

This palm, with the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, the wind howled, and the strong wind swept Yan Shaokui's clothes up, and the hunting sound!

In terms of flexibility, Wu Jiajun may not have an advantage;

Competing for internal strength, it is in the arms of Wu Jiajun.

He is confident that he will shake Yan Shaokui away with one palm!

Bang!

The palms of the two touched.

But Yan Shaokui was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't shake his feet!

"Open!"

Wu Jiajun was very surprised, hurriedly stabilized the lower plate, exhaled and opened his voice, lifted the qi of the dantian, turned it into internal strength, and sent it out from the palm of his hand!

Yan Shaokui seemed to be unable to resist, his arm was bent, and his palm shrank back two inches.

"Go ahead!"

Wu Jiajun was overjoyed, and the energy in his body poured out like a tsunami, and he shouted!

Then at this moment, Yan Shaokui's arm was bent, and an overwhelming force came backlash!

Wu Jiajun was caught off guard, only to feel a strong impact, breathing between his chest and lungs, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his body flew backwards involuntarily!

"Poof......

While still in the air, a mouthful of Wu Jiajun's blood spurted out, sprinkling a rain of blood.

This is the case with practicing internal strength, after receiving a heavy blow, the qi and blood are not smooth, and this blood will be spit out. If it is forcibly suppressed, it will inevitably leave trouble.

"Master!"

The disciples of Jiajun Martial Arts School were shocked and rushed over together.

Bang!

Wu Jiajun fell to the ground on his back, on all fours, and was extremely embarrassed.

The disciples pounced on them and shouted, "Master, Master, how are you?" ”

Wu Jiajun waved his hand, stood up with the support of his disciples, and looked at Yan Shaokui with an incredulous expression.

His disciples also looked at Yan Shaokui, their eyes full of horror.

It is unimaginable that such a young person, to put it mildly, will shock a martial arts master to vomit blood with one move!

It was a trick to beat an apprentice just now, but now it's a trick to beat a master.

Yan Shaokui in front of him, in the eyes of the disciples of Jiajun Martial School, is simply a devil!

"Senior brother is so powerful!" Xiao Nan applauded excitedly.

Ren Yingying was even more stunned, and admired Yan Shaokui very much. At the beginning, Ren Yingying felt that Yan Shaokui was killing himself when he came to kick the gym. Now Ren Yingying knows that with Yan Shaokui's skills, I am afraid that in half a day, he can kick all the martial arts halls in the mountain city!

Yan Shaokui looked at Wu Jiajun and sneered: "This is already the second game, right?" There is another one, who will come? ”

"Wait!"

Wu Jiajun wiped the blood from his mouth, stepped forward, stared at Yan Shaokui, and asked, "Excuse me, which sect are you practicing?" ”

Yan Shaokui smiled: "Taoist internal strength." ”

"Taoist internal strength? Wudang faction, or Kunlun faction? I don't see it, but it looks like ...... Evil law! Wu Jiajun frowned.

Yan Shaokui rolled his eyes: "You don't care about my righteous and evil laws, just win the battle." And the last one, Principal Wu, find someone to fight, don't waste time, I have to go back for afternoon tea. ”

"Yan Shaokui, don't be complacent, there is still a third game, who will kill the deer, it is not yet known! Wait a minute, I'll let my uncle appear! ”

Wu Jiajun's eyes were on fire, he retreated, picked up his mobile phone, dialed it, and whispered something.

Yan Shaokui shook his head, and simply sat down cross-legged, waiting for Wu Jiajun's uncle.

Wu Jiajun hung up the phone and said, "Half an hour later, my uncle will arrive on time." You also take a break and have a cup of tea, so as not to say that we are fighting against you! ”

Yan Shaokui nodded.

Immediately, a disciple of the martial arts school brought tea up.

Sun Baole and the others looked overjoyed, surrounded Wu Jiajun together, and asked excitedly, "Is Uncle Shi really here?" Great, as soon as Uncle Shi arrives, this kid's death will come! ”

Wu Jiajun smiled gloomily and said:

"Your uncle and ancestor, since eight years ago, have swept the world's masters, and have never been defeated. Those who challenge him are either dead or maimed. It just so happened that his old man had been a guest in the mountain city for the past two days, and he could only blame this Yan Shaokui friend for his bad luck. ”