He roared viciously, almost in a roar.

But halfway through the roar, he suddenly pulled the wound, and the whole person was like a ball that had leaked air, and his voice suddenly lowered.

It sounded like a strange siren that made people laugh.

"Huh? Taekwondo masters?

Didn't you hear what my second junior brother said? My Great Xia Martial Dao is your ancestor! What kind of labor-capital aggregators? It's all younger brothers! ”

Dong Xiaojun's nostrils were facing the sky, looking invincible, and his attitude became more and more arrogant.

Qin Yu's eyelids jumped wildly below, and he glanced at the master on the side, but found that Ling Fan was standing with his hands in his hands, with an old father's expression on his face, and he looked at Dong Xiaojun with a smile to give full play to his nature, without any intention to correct.

'Senior sister, this is... Got the true inheritance of Master? ’

He suddenly felt that everything he saw with his eyes might be fake!

What cute sweet loli?

What kind of coquettish beauty who is powerless?

!

Even if Dong Xiaojun is now pressing a sudden Gatling with one hand! Or the kind that smokes blue fire, he won't be a little surprised!!

However, he felt doubtful about life, but the audience in the live broadcast room was boiling!

: Lie Lie Groove! Is this still the sweet little rich woman?

: It's too sassy!

: The house manager is like this, and it struck me in the heart all of a sudden ( ́∀')♡

: It's confirmed! I've got this house in charge!

: Oh my God, if you wear a captain's outfit, it's a bunker!!

: Ou ~ room management! Come on, spur me on... Torture Me (╯3╰)

…

Countless spectators made a fuss.

Not only did I not feel rude, but I was attracted by this freewheeling and uninhibited attitude.

In contrast, why do people aspire to be powerful, don't they want to do what they want, without being bound by secular etiquette?

If you're strong enough and you're deliberately pretending to be something that's going on all day long, it's a little too contrived and it's not what people really want.

Of course, this does not mean that doing what you want is really about doing what you want and doing whatever you want.

A true martial artist, self-control is very strong, whether it is perseverance or morality, there will not be too much missing.

At least know what to do and what not to do.

What's more, there is also the mountain of Ling Fan, and they don't dare to do it if they want to, in case they slap it down, they still remember the fate of the pool in their minds.

"You dare to insult my teacher!? Damn it! Wait! When my teacher arrives, I want you to live rather than die!! Life is better than death!! ”

Hearing that Dong Xiaojun didn't take his teacher seriously at all, Pu Jie was so angry that he almost got carried away.

"So powerful? Then why don't you call your teacher out? Since you don't dare to fight me, then call your teacher out, and I will fight him fairly! ”

Dong Xiaojun snorted coldly and replied angrily.

The surrounding onlookers kept applauding, and Dong Xiaojun's behavior of cleaning up these sticks made them feel refreshed!

What is unhappy, what grievances, all have been washed away.

In the live broadcast room of Bangguo, a group of netizens in Daxia breathed a sigh of relief, and the god-level ridicule was performed one after another.

Even the worldview of some stick country netizens is about to be broken.

Could it be that the martial arts of their country are really such a dish?

I can't believe it!

Whew...

A breeze swirled around the ring, degrading the heat around him a little.

Suddenly!

The breeze grows stronger!

Before everyone could react, they saw a gray figure sweeping from a distance, and the speed was fast!

In the blink of an eye, the figure has appeared in the ring!

"Humph! Just a junior, so rude, want to fight me fairly? The old man fulfills you!! ”

In an instant, a lame and angry voice sounded.

Then I saw this figure rushing towards Dong Xiaojun.

It was so fast that she couldn't react at all!

"Die!"

Dong Xiaojun was stunned in place, his pupils continued to dilate, and his internal force in the late stage of Ming Jin was frantically mobilized.

But the gap between the two is too big, no matter how she urges, she can't resist!

Only a vague fist shadow could be seen getting closer and closer.

"Yes, it's the teacher!"

"The teacher has arrived!!"

Hearing the voice, Park Jiehuo was the first to react, and his face suddenly changed from anger to ecstasy, and it seemed that even the injuries on his body were not painful.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Dong Xiaojun, and he trembled with excitement!

He wants to see this woman being taught hard by the teacher! Completely scrapped!

At this moment, a cold voice came.

"The competition between the juniors, the old gentleman will end up in person, I'm afraid that he will lose his martial virtues..."

Immediately after, a white shadow flew from under the ring to Dong Xiaojun at a faster speed than him.

It was Ling Fan below.

I saw that his eyes were cold, his arms were like phantoms, and he raised them in an instant, and his five fingers were opened, as if he was catching everything.

Bang!

A circle of dust exploded in the air.

A fist wrapped around a white cloth struck right in the center of his palm, making a dull thud.

Ling Fan's face was expressionless, and with a slight push of his palm, the gray image was cotton without roots, and it suddenly fell to the edge of the ring.

Only then did people see the true appearance of the gray shadow.

It was a sturdy old man in a gray taekwondo uniform!

The old man is at least two meters tall! In addition to gray hair, the whole body is wrapped in a thick layer of muscles! Exudes a terrifying majesty.

Under the slightly loose skin on his face, a pair of deep eyes shimmered with an unkind light.

Under the gaze, the crowd of onlookers couldn't help but bow their heads, as if there was an invisible pressure acting on them.

However, at this moment, the old man's face was not good-looking, and he glanced at the two disciples behind him who were beaten and lost their combat effectiveness, and his face became even darker.

It wasn't until now that Dong Xiaojun came back to his senses and looked at the old man in front of him with a frightened expression.

Especially if that fist as big as a casserole hits her! Tut-tut, I can't imagine what this delicate body will be beaten into.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but snort, hid behind Ling Fan, and came out with her body exposed.

"Bad old man! You're actually doing a sneak attack! Hmph, you have a master? Miss Ben doesn't have a master yet! My master is so much better than you! ”

She's really angry, this shot is too ruthless, if there is no master, she will be miserable if she doesn't die, right?

And that angle is clearly trying to slap her in the face!

These people, all of them are jealous of her beauty, and they all slap her in the face! It's just too much!

"Alright, go down, I'll take care of the rest."

Ling Fan turned to the side and said softly with a smile.

Dong Xiaojun was stunned, looked at him stunned, his face turned red, his little head involuntarily retracted, lowered his head, and answered softly, where is this voice still arrogant just now? Smaller than a mosquito!

Then she jumped out of the ring, returned to Qin Yu's side, and looked at the snow-white figure in the ring, her little heart was pounding.

Qin Yu: ...... 囧 (sweaty soybeans)

After she went down, Ling Fan raised his head again and looked at the old man expressionlessly, not afraid at all.

……