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But the people on the stairs believe it, they are all looking forward to seeing Master Yu of Yi Bo Yuntian again, for fear of leaving a lifelong regret, and no one is willing to let Dongfang Yu go up first.

Dongfang Yu was anxious and said, "Then I will be offended." ”

The martial arts masters on the bottom few steps couldn't help but laugh, where did the little fart kid dare to threaten them.

Dongfang Yutan grabbed the shoulder of the first person with his left hand.

The man tried to keep his voice as low as possible, "Bold!" and slammed his fist at Dongfang Yu.

The martial arts people on the steps and in the hall all laughed, it was the old boxer Bian Wei, the head of the Sitong beating. This boxing method pays the most attention to the next plate kung fu and a variety of hits, including hands, wrists, elbows, shoulders, feet, legs, knees, hips, etc., which can be said to be the most suitable boxing method for performing in crowded and narrow places.

Fighting with Teacher Bian on the stairs, this is looking for death.

Just when people were thinking like this, an amazing scene was born, Bian Wei's fist smashed fiercely on Dongfang Yu's left hand, but it turned out to be in vain. Dongfang Yu's left hand continued to move forward as if it were passing through a weak willow leaf.

Bian Wei was shocked, he felt as if he had smashed on the alloy steel plate, like a dragonfly shaking a pillar. He hurriedly performed a shoulder stunt, intending to sprain Dongfang Yu's left hand.

"Bang!"

Dongfang Yu grabbed his shoulder firmly and collapsed outward, directly shaking him down the steps.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and Dongfang Yu climbed the stairs.

"Master Du, teach this junior a lesson for me. Be careful, he's unreasonable. Bian Wei puffed up.

"Okay, this kid's performance is over, Master Du is at the pinnacle, and he is still half a step away from being a grandmaster. ”

"Master Ma, you have forgotten Master Du's boxing technique, which is more suitable for performing on the stairs. ”

"That's right, Wen Shengquan is also known as a five-step frame, five steps into a fist, there is no collapse and jumping, this kid can't find a loophole. ”

As he spoke, Dongfang Yu had already made a move, and he also stretched out his left hand to the other party's right shoulder.

Dunayun's face darkened. Dongfang Yu's move is too frivolous, as if he wants to pull you down at will.

He had heard Bian Wei's reminder and knew that Dongfang Yu was powerful, and he carried the feminine power of the five-step frame such as sticking, dipping, connecting, squeezing, pushing, supporting, leaning, and drilling. intends to subdue Dongfang Yu through small kung fu.

However, there is a limit to any kind of softness that can overcome rigidity, and no matter how clever an ant is, it is impossible to shake Mount Tai.

Dongfang Yu responded to all changes with the same move, and under the influence of Du Nayun's strange force from all directions, he drove straight in, grabbed his shoulder, and threw him down the stairs with shaking hands.

There was a lot of discussion in the hall, can you get Du Nayun with one move, is this a martial arts master?

But looking at his methods, he can't see the sect at all, and the most important thing is that he is too young, who is this?

Just when people were talking to each other, Dongfang Yu had already used the same action to throw down seven martial arts masters in a row. He was like a strong man who was a child with incomplete strength in his downward swing, and it was easy.

The people were furious, and the people sitting in the middle of the hall stood up, and the next moment they might rush up the stairs.

At this moment, Little Duck, Cha Xiaoqi and Jiang Han arrived. When they looked at the situation in the hall, although they were a little unclear, they moved in unison, and quickly rushed to the top of the stairs.

The duckling was in the middle, and the two women were on each side, protecting the staircase. Dongfang Yu threw down the person from upstairs, and the duckling reached out to catch it and threw it out again.

"Whoa!"

The people in the hall were filled with righteous indignation and gathered around. Just now a young master went up, and three more seemed to be younger. Could it be that the way of the world has changed, and today's young people don't pay attention to seniority at all.

In line with the idea of educating the younger generations, many old-timers resolutely took action.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Jiang Han is better, a little civilized and polite, and his shots are quite restrained. But how can Cha Xiaoqi and Xiaoyao give face to the weak, so that they will not get used to others.

The martial arts masters were thrown out like dumplings, often making them lose the ability to fight again in the short term.

There were at least three hundred people in this hall, and they were beaten by three people.

Seeing that some martial arts old-timers simply sat on the ground and rubbed their injuries while shouting. Many people have obviously lost their courage, but they still rush forward, Dongshan people are righteous and bloody, in order to prevent someone from making trouble before the master's death, they are willing to risk their lives.

However, in the face of absolute strength, it is useless to have good intentions. People finally showed their shocked eyes, oh my God, there were four grandmasters at once. When did the grandmasters start to rot on the streets?

Four such young grandmasters!

You must know that all the grandmasters in the country have names and surnames, and the total number will not exceed twenty, and there are no four of them at all.

Which force is this? Who can raise such a young grandmaster?

At this moment, Dongfang Yu had already turned to a place close to the second floor, and in front of him was a short and extremely thin old man, like an old monkey.

Unlike just now, this time there was no one behind him, or they all avoided it, making room for this old man.

The martial artists above said excitedly: "The grandmaster has made a move, how many years have I not seen Old Boxer Sun make a move." ”

"Brother Shihui, play slowly, let's take a look at Sun Binquan's demeanor, it's enjoyable. ”

Dongfang Yu has heard of this big name, Sun Bin Boxing generation grandmaster Sun Shihui. In this province, he is as famous as his master, known as the East Mountain Shuangjue, and he is also a highly respected master.

Dongfang Yu didn't dare to confide in public that he was a disciple of Yu Eighteen, and Master Yu later refused to recognize him as a godson, so he had no way to explain his identity. At this time, he could only say: "Senior Sun, I really want to treat Master Yu sick, and maybe there is hope to save him." ”

Sun Shihui closed his eyes, he remembered that Yu Shihui had been in a coma for more than ten days, and he couldn't last a few minutes when he woke up occasionally. Especially the pain he endured when he woke up, which made him, an old brother, feel that life is worse than death.

He didn't understand why his old brother who had been chivalrous and brave all his life had such a miserable end.

When he opened his eyes, there seemed to be cloudy tears in the corners of his eyes, but his gaze was extremely firm, and he gently lifted the handrail of the stairs, and said slowly: "It's useless, go down, I don't care about you." Don't have any illusions, the strength of the Grandmaster is not something you can guess. ”

Dongfang Yu looked at the handrail of the solid wood staircase that shattered in response, and shook his head helplessly: "Senior, time is too tight, there is no way, I can only ask you to bring me in." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Shihui was already shocked and hurriedly turned sideways, this is the characteristic of Sun Bin Boxing, always sideways to face the enemy, squatting and limping, curved punches, no moves, no fights, and turned to forge ahead.

With his move, he was a grandmaster, and he no longer felt short.

The crowd applauded.

However, as soon as the voice started, it stopped abruptly like a chicken pinched by the neck.

Dongfang Yu had already grabbed Sun Shihui's right fist, turned around with the old boxer, and walked upstairs.

From the extreme shock on Sun Shihui's face, everyone could see that Dongfang Yu not only won with one move, but also controlled him steadily.

Isn't that a living hell?

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