Disheveled!

Seinfeld's speed is very fast, and it is a sudden attack, even if he does not urge the black hole to speed mode, just by virtue of the flat sky step, it is as fast as lightning. So there was no accident, the old man's body was blasted out by Seinfeld's punch.

"Huh?"

Seinfeld's face was a little strange, the strength of his own punch was definitely not small, it was three thousand catties, but when it hit the other party, it felt soft, and there was no place to focus, as if a punch was on cotton, Seinfeld knew that he had met a master.

The old man's body flew away under Seinfeld's punch, but his body was elegant, and Seinfeld's punch could not hurt him.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The old man's gaze fell on Seinfeld's face, but at this time, it was with a faint taste of approval.

"Old man, are you a master of Tai Chi Dao?" Song Fei stood still, his blazing eyes fell on the old man's body, but his tone was disrespectful, he remembered a person - Guan Zheng, Guan Zheng seems to be a master of Tai Chi Dao, and this Guan Zheng has done a lot of things that people are angry about, so for Tai Chi Dao, Seinfeld is very disgusted.

"Little guy, listening to your tone, it seems that you have some opinions on Tai Chi Dao? Hehe, that's right, the old man is a Tai Chi Dao person. The old man put his hands behind his back and said coldly to Seinfeld, he also knew that the young man in front of him was not simple, but he had a respected status in Tai Chi Dao, and now, this kid was disrespectful to Tai Chi Dao, so he didn't mind beating him well.

"So, old man, are you really a Tai Chi Dao person?"

Seinfeld's gaze was firmly fixed on the old man's body, and such a gaze made the old man very unhappy in his heart, and he snorted coldly.

"That's right, boy, even if you still have some eyesight, the old man, I am Tai Chi Dao Wenzhong. ”

Sou!

Seinfeld didn't hesitate at all, his body had already rushed out, he still didn't urge the speed mode, this is his back hand, now is not the time to be exposed, boom! Seinfeld punched again, bombarding the old man's chest, but now his strength has increased sharply, a full six thousand catties.

"Stinky boy—"

Wen Zhong was furious, this kid was too unkind, just because he attacked him once in the dark, but he was unyielding, this was already the second sudden attack, and it was really unscrupulous. He had made up his mind, and with a swing of his palm, he wrapped it towards Seinfeld's fist, his palm was soft but hidden with dark energy, and it looked light and breezy, but once Seinfeld's fist was wrapped in his palm, he could disengage Seinfeld's wrist joint with just a slight force.

However, what puzzled Wen Zhong was that Seinfeld did not withdraw his hand, but instead rushed forward to meet him, which surprised him, I don't know if this kid is inexperienced, or the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he wants to fight with him. He shook his head, but since he made a move, he would not show mercy, at least let this kid leave a bloody lesson.

For his own hands, Wen Zhong is very confident, this is one of the most powerful attacks in Tai Chi Dao, it looks soft and soft, without a bit of power aesthetics, but what is contained in this cotton hand is an amazing explosive power, not to mention that Wen Zhong has been immersed in it for decades, and his achievements are the top existence in the entire Tai Chi Dao.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Seinfeld's fist was about to be wrapped by his own hand, but at this time, Wen Zhong's face changed, and Seinfeld's entire momentum changed, originally just a calf, but now it was like a brute beast - a brute beast attacking from dormancy, and power erupted from that fist like a tide.

This is exactly Seinfeld's calculation, not doing his best, in order to paralyze the old man, so that the old man has the illusion that everything is under control, and then instantly urge 8 energy points, if the old man did not rush up by himself, Seinfeld also planned to activate the speed mode, but since the other party caught up, this speed mode was naturally avoided.

8 energy points, equivalent to 80,000 catties of strength, this is still Seinfeld is a little merciful, after all, the situation is unclear now, in case he makes a heavy hand and burps the old man, it will not be good.

"How is that possible?"

Wen Zhong's face changed in shock, at that moment, he felt a surging tide of energy from Seinfeld's fist, this power was too powerful, which shocked his heart, at this time, he understood, this kid looked reckless, in fact, he was more shrewd than anyone else, and he had already dug a pit and waited for him to jump down.

"You think you're going to get the job that way, boy, you're too presumptuous. ”

Wen Zhong said coldly, his speed was very fast, his palm was slightly raised, and at the moment of lifting, his palm was fanning, but he saw that on Seinfeld's fist, only a palm shadow was flashing, his speed was too fast, so that people could not see clearly, and at the same time as the palm shadow fanned, Seinfeld felt that the power he attacked was passing strangely.

It's weird.

Wen Zhong's body regressed, if it weren't for the moonlight, it could be found that his face had changed, replaced by some paleness, and at the same time he was gasping softly, of course he was restraining himself, after all, gasping for breath, for that young man, there would be a sense of accomplishment.

"Old man, why did you run away again, aren't you a master of Tai Chi? shouldn't this be the style of the predecessors?" Seinfeld said with a smile, he was deliberately urging Wen Zhong, maybe he also knew that Wen Zhong was restrained, but he was not willing to let Wen Zhong get his wish, so he chose to use words to stimulate.

Wen Zhong blew his beard and glared, this kid is too angry, he doesn't have the spirit of respecting the old at all, but the fight just now is very weird, this kid suddenly exerted his strength at the last moment, and the huge power is simply terrifying, if he hadn't mastered the Tai Chi Mian Phantom Palm, it is estimated that he would really have caught the way of this kid. But Rao is like this, and he also makes himself very embarrassed, and this old face is about to be lost.

Of course, if he knew that Seinfeld had a super black hole system, then he would definitely feel extremely proud, after all, he was only a martial arts master, but Seinfeld was comparable to Superman - in fact, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Superman was superman.

"Boy, what kind of move did you use just now, it was so weird, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the Wave Stacker, but it wasn't exactly the same, and you kid, you don't look very old, how could you have such a powerful power, it's incredible. Wen Zhong frowned, lost in thought.

Seinfeld's eyes purred, and he said, "The old man is your acquaintance, I just used the wave stacker, hehe, I didn't expect that your eyes are not bad, you actually recognize it." ”

"Bah!" Wen Zhong glared at Seinfeld fiercely, "You stinky boy, you dare to bluff me with that talk, it's not that the old man has never seen it, although it is similar to your shot just now, but there is an essential difference, you treat me as a three-year-old boy!"

"Hehe, old man, you're clumsy, I'm an improved Wave Stacker, otherwise, how could I have such a powerful power? As for that powerful power? It's nothing, in order to improve my ability, I asked a scientist to specially develop a drug that can instantly condense the strength of the whole body, this thing is like Popeye, you understand?" Seinfeld blinked.

"Popeye?" Wen Zhong frowned.

Seinfeld held back a laugh and said seriously: "Old man, say you're stupid, you still don't admit it, don't you know that Popeye eats spinach? As long as I take that drug, I can go from a mortal to a superman in an instant, understand?"

Wen Zhong was stunned by Seinfeld, and at this time he actually nodded.

Poof!

When Seinfeld was smug, there was a sudden laughter, and Seinfeld followed the laughter, only to see a long-haired woman walking out gently.

"Beauty, absolute beauty. ”