Dragon Tiger Boxing, the top martial arts of the Dragon and Tiger Pavilion.

When practiced to perfection, the spiritual power can be transformed into a tiger form, which is extremely powerful.

It's a pity that except for Jiang Zhengguo, the head of the Jiang family, no one has practiced to the real level.

Zhen Shuai knew a little bit about this from Jiang Chen's side.

It is also known that Dragon and Tiger Fist is extremely difficult to cultivate.

[After the host is mastered, it is easier for students to improve their comprehension when they deduce in the Extreme Dao Pavilion. 】

"It means that there are only non-existent martial arts that I need to deduce?"

Completing tasks is much easier than deducing it yourself.

[That's right. 】

After receiving the system's reply, Zhen Shuai was relieved a lot.

Taking Li Haoxuan as an example, if he had to deduce every time, it would be too troublesome.

[Do you want to study right away?] 】

"Learn."

After starting, a dark shadow appeared in Zhen Shuai's mind.

The black shadow punched and kicked it, and it was extremely mysterious.

Half an hour later.

Zhen Shuai already has an extra set of punches in his mind.

A punch was thrown out, like a tiger roaring.

Zhen Shuai can even see a tiger shaped by Zhenyuan.

"It's a pity there is no dragon form!"

The highest level of Dragon and Tiger Fist, one punch can blast out the dragon-shaped true element, and the power is several times stronger than the tiger-shaped.

"Before I realized that one punch was invincible, Dragon Tiger Fist was just right for me."

The thirteen fatal guns are in line with Li Haoxuan's temperament, and if Zhen Shuai uses them, he still has a sense of disobedience.

Of course, weird body tricks can be exploited.

With the addition of body and qi and dragon and tiger fists, his physical fitness can really be brought into play.

"If I had mastered Dragon Tiger Fist earlier, I should have been able to defeat Park Kook-in more easily!"

Zhen Shuai is now confident that under the Martial King, no one should be his opponent.

In this way, except for several martial sects joining forces, no one can take him down.

……

Somewhere secret base.

A man in a black robe and a sun mask looks at the screen.

After a long time, he said in a cold tone: "Once this son grows up, he must be the great enemy of our country." ”

"Obliterated early?"

"Well, this matter can't be delayed, it must be resolved as soon as possible."

"Call Lingcheng to act?"

"Although the plan is ahead of schedule, it's almost over, and the things they have cultivated are also adults."

"Won't that reveal our identity?"

"Don't worry, now is the right time, we just need to find a few substitutes for the dead ghosts of the Tiger Country."

"Yes, they just fought each other, and it's really easy to think of revenge."

"You do this, remember, send a few more martial sects over."

"Yes."

……

Lingcheng Underground Boxing Market.

This place is ruled by the underground force 'Locust'.

Its members are all martial artists at the very least, and they are no worse than those intermediate martial arts halls.

The leader of the locusts, is also a martial arts powerhouse.

It's just that what they do is illegal, and in order to avoid the warrior union, they can only inhabit this underground world.

"Bald, you said that the Extreme Daoist Pavilion owes you money?"

"That's right."

The bald man nodded repeatedly.

"That's easy, you go to investigate the situation first, and once you find Zhen Long's traces, you will immediately report to me."

"Don't worry, boss, I will definitely complete the task."

The bald head patted his chest and said.

The bald head leaves the underworld and returns to his hotel.

With the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, he was in a good mood.

He was originally talented and trash, and he had no chance of being promoted to a martial artist in this life.

Fortunately, he encountered locusts, and with the help of the other party's medicine, he not only became a warrior, but also took charge of the current monarch hotel.

The more money he has, the more he craves strength.

After being promoted to martial artist, he looked at martial arts again.

However, with his qualifications, without those medicines, it would be impossible to reach the martial spirit.

"Boss, are you looking for me?"

A yellow-haired man walked over quickly and said respectfully.

Like the bald head, he also received the help of medicine and now has successfully promoted to samurai.

Warriors like them, who are promoted with drugs, are not regular warriors, so the warrior union will not admit it, and they do not have the treatment of real warriors.

"How much does the Extreme Dojo Museum owe you?"

"Boss, are you talking about principal or interest?"

"Where's the principal?"

"The principal has been paid off."

"Interest?"

"That's a lot of interest, it's enough to win the Extreme Dao Pavilion directly."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and bring someone to take it back for me."

"Boss, but that kid has become a martial artist."

"We are also warriors, what are we afraid of? It is only natural to repay debts. ”

"That's right, then I'll bring someone over right away."

"Be smart, I'm very angry now!"

"Know...... Know"

Hearing the word fire, Huang Mao was nervous.

Seeing that the bald head didn't make any further moves, he hurriedly ran out.

An hour later, he gathered dozens of people.

These people are ordinary people, but they all have a quenched body of five or six times.

They also look forward to becoming warriors, so they are also very respectful to Huang Mao.

"Let's go!"

With Huang Mao's order, everyone immediately followed, and walked towards the direction of the Extreme Dao Pavilion.

Along the way, pedestrians immediately got out of the way, and some even walked far away.

Huang Mao enjoyed this feeling very much, and he even made up his mind that when he arrived at the Extreme Dao Pavilion, he must give Zhen Shuai some color to see.

"Brother Huang Mao, can we do it later?"

"If that kid doesn't pay back, I'll beat me to death."

"Warriors are also beaten?"

"Don't be afraid, the boss has already said that he is responsible for all the consequences."

"That's great, we can give it a go."

They rarely watch the news, so they don't know Zhen Long's record.

"Also, you have to pay attention, once you find someone named Zhen Long, tell me immediately."

"Zhen Long? Who is he? ”

"It seems to be Zhen Shuai's uncle."

"Uncle, that's easy to say, wait for us to take him down and torture him, are you afraid that he won't say anything?"

Huang Mao smiled, thinking that this method would work.

Then he talked about the task ordered by the bald head, and the men were excited.

"Great, finding him doesn't mean that we all have the opportunity to become martial artists."

Hearing the word warrior, everyone else became excited.

"Zhen Long must be found today, otherwise we will demolish the Extreme Dao Pavilion."

"That's right, you have to find it."

With this in mind, the group finally came to the vicinity of the Yakuza Hall.

Before they could get closer, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Why are there so many people?"

"Are you here to ask for accounts?"

"Damn, we're late, hurry up and squeeze forward."

After a pause, the group finally came to the bottom of the steps near the gate of the Extreme Dao Pavilion.

"Get out of the way!"

Huang Mao saw that the steps were full of people blocking the way, and he shouted violently.

Someone had noticed Huang Mao's party before, but now this sentence attracted them.

"Who is this, so arrogant? Don't know if it's first come, first come? ”

"A little samurai dares to be arrogant in front of us?"

"If it weren't for the rules of the Extreme Dao Pavilion that no fights were allowed, Lao Tzu would be a slap in the face."

Some of the stronger martial artists have the urge to do it.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the money that the Extreme Dao Pavilion owes me is mine now, and you can all go back."

Huang Mao opened his throat and shouted, afraid that the people around him would not hear.