"He, Mr. Qin?"

Liu Qingyuan's words expressed doubts and questions, arrogant and can't do it.

This is the strong man invited by Ling Lao?

The body is thin, he looks soft, ordinary, what is Ling Zhanqing asking him to come over? Let's take a good look at it later! Liu Qingyuan showed disdain.

Before, he thought that what Ling Zhanqing had invited was a martial arts powerhouse, so he was looking forward to it, but now, when Qin Yu came, he was very disappointed.

Ling Lao heard Liu Qingyuan's arrogance, so he explained: "Pavilion Master Liu, although Mr. Qin is young, he is very strong. ”

Liu Qingyuan snorted coldly in his heart, a little baby, how strong can he be, any disciple in my martial arts hall can beat him down.

He couldn't see that Qin Yu had the qualities of a strong man at all.

"Later, let him watch!"

Liu Qingyuan said.

Ling Lao's face changed slightly, he knew that Liu Qingyuan was very proud, and in northern Xiangbei, Liu Qingyuan's strength was still second to none.

Quasi-martial arts master.

It was precisely because of this that Ling Lao planned to come to the Zhenhai Martial Arts Hall, not that he didn't believe in Qin Yu, but that there was one more strong man and one more guarantee.

Although Liu Qingyuan is not a martial arts master, he is also a quasi-martial arts master, with the peak of internal strength, and as for his combat experience, it is naturally not comparable to Qin Yu.

Therefore, Ling Lao asked Liu Qingyuan for help.

Ling Lao glanced at Qin Yu, and was relieved to see that there was no expression on his face, he was afraid that Qin Yu would leave without permission because of Ling Lao's contempt, after all, the martial arts master had a very strange temper and was also very arrogant.

It's just that Qin Yu doesn't care about anything.

Ling Lao asked him for help, and he could help if he could.

"Mr. Qin, what do you think?"

Ling Lao looked at Qin Yu.

"I'm casual. ”

Qin Yu said lightly with an indifferent attitude.

"That's good!"

Ling Lao looked at the time, the other party should be almost there.

At this moment, a martial arts hall disciple came to the hall, "Master, there is a middle-aged man outside the door asking to see you!"

"Take him to the hall. ”

Liu Qingyuan waved his hand casually, he wanted to see how strong this martial arts master from the Stick Country was.

After a while, the martial arts hall disciple led a middle-aged man about forty years old into the hall, wearing a black windbreaker, his hair was very long, tied into a bunch and coiled behind his head, his aura was powerful, and there was a strong oppression.

"Who is Ling Zhanqing!"

The middle-aged man spoke in a particularly foot-skimming Chinese dialect, but he could barely understand it.

"Who am you?"

Ling Lao responded to him.

"Hmph, I'm Kim Eun-woong, and I'm here to fulfill my promise at the behest of my master. ”

Jin Enxiong looked confident, and he didn't pay attention to the people in the hall at all, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Huaxia alone!

He is confident that he has this strength.

Ling Lao frowned, that old thing didn't come, let his disciple come, this is contempt for him.

The martial arts disciples in the hall saw that Kim Eun-woong didn't take all of them to heart, and they immediately became angry, so they had to endure it.

"Master, I'll meet him!"

A middle-aged man stood up and asked Liu Qingyuan for instructions, he was Liu Qingyuan's second apprentice, and his name was He Bei.

Liu Qingyuan nodded and agreed to let him play against Kim Eun-woong.

He Bei walked to the center of the hall and looked directly at Kim Eun-woong.

"You're no match for me!"

Kim shook his head.

"Hmph, how do you know I'm not your opponent if you don't try!"

He Bei snorted coldly, his strength ranked in the top five in the martial arts hall, and now he was even looked down upon by the martial artists of the Little Stick Country, how could he not be angry.

"That's good! I'll do it for you!"

Kim Eun-woong smiled slightly.

He Bei stepped out in one step, with a fierce momentum, his legs exerted force, and he jumped in the air, and the whole person spun in the air, heading straight to the door of Jin Enxiong!

If you are kicked by this kick, you will be crippled if you don't die!

"What a sharp kick!"

"It's worthy of being the second senior brother, it's really amazing!"

"Look how he resists!"

The disciples of the martial arts hall talked a lot, looking forward to the results.

Liu Qingyuan nodded slowly, He Bei was one of his most satisfied disciples, his lower plate was stable, his legs were more flexible than his hands, and his legs were thrilling!

Jin Enxiong was unmoved, he didn't pay attention to He Bei's three-legged cat fist kung fu at all, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!

Just when He Bei's legs were about to approach Kim Eun-woong, the latter moved!

With a gentle press of his hands forward, he grabbed He Bei's legs in the air!

Worst!

He Bei was shocked, he felt as if his legs were caught by iron tongs, and he couldn't move!

There is nowhere to borrow.

At this moment, He Bei was in a cold sweat!

Kim Eun-woong's eyes narrowed, and he exerted his strength with both hands, and directly threw He Bei out!

"Bang!"

He Bei slammed into the pillar in the hall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He was defeated! He couldn't beat Kim Eun-woong's move.

"You're too weak!"

Kim Eun-woong looked breezy and calm.

The martial arts hall disciples were shocked.

He Bei was defeated like this! Too fast!

It can be seen that Kim Eun-woong's strength is very strong.

Ling Lao and Ling Zhixin didn't say anything, their faces were not shocked, but Liu Qingyuan's expression changed.

"Who else?"

Kim Eun-woong looked at Ling Lao calmly, his expression arrogant.

"I'll get it!"

A middle-aged man wearing glasses walked out, he looked very gentle, very gentle, nearly one meter nine, he was the senior brother of Zhenhai Martial Arts Hall.

"Okay! Let you make three moves! Come here!"

Kim Eun-woong said.

Senior Brother frowned, he was very angry, the warriors of the Stick Country came to Huaxia so presumptuously.

Immediately after, the elder brother rushed towards Kim Eun-woong like a loose horse, his sandbag-sized fist, full of explosive power, and the air around him was suppressed, forming a swirling air current.

It can be seen how terrifying the power of this punch is!

The disciples of the martial arts hall couldn't take their eyes off it, they all knew the strength of the senior brother.

Kim Eun-woong was still unmoved, squinting slightly, and his fierce momentum exuded.

At this moment, Senior Brother's sandbag-sized fist had already rushed over.

Kim Eun-woong waved his hands forward, and a true qi shield was formed, as if it was like a golden bell jar!

"Bang!"

With this punch, the senior brother couldn't break through Jin Enxiong's true qi shield, but was shocked back dozens of steps, and almost didn't fall to the ground.

It took a lot of strength to barely stabilize his body, and the qi and blood in the senior brother's body were tumbling, and a mouthful of blood was almost spurting out.

But I still couldn't hold back, and "poof" a mouthful of blood spit out.

He was defeated.

"True Qi Shield! Martial Arts Grandmaster!"

The elder brother's face turned pale, and his heart was terrified.

The martial arts hall disciples in the hall were shocked!

"Is this the Martial Arts Grandmaster?"

"It's really strong, True Qi Shield!"

"No wonder the senior brother was shocked by Kim Eun-woong. ”

"Can the senior brother beat him!"

Now they are worried about the senior brother, after all, Kim Eun-woong and their pavilion master are the same level of existence.

"You're too weak! ”

Kim Eun-woong shook his head, with a look of disgust, he was not interested in fighting with these little minions.

The senior brother clenched his fists, although he was very unwilling, but Kim Eun-woong was too strong, and he was not his opponent at all.

Ling Lao's face changed, he never expected that the enemy's disciples were already martial arts masters, which showed how strong the other party's strength was.

"The Huaxia warrior is too weak!

Kim Eun-woong said defiantly, his eyes scanning everyone in the martial arts hall.

The contempt of Chiguoguo!

The disciples of the martial arts hall are all angry!

After all, it was the Chinese warriors that Kim Eun-woong despised him.

"Presumptuous!"

Liu Qingyuan shouted and stood up!