The two rested for more than ten minutes, and the little ghost quietly returned to Hu Tao's body, and not long after, the thunderbolt thunder Zhenjun also walked out of the hut.

"I've got my pranayama done, come with me." His eyes were closed, and then he slowly opened them, and there seemed to be a fierce glow in his eyes, and he could not look at them directly.

All four followed.

For Wu Cong and Ah Ling, they hadn't seen Zhenjun show his immortal deeds for quite some time.

Such a shocking scene naturally cannot be missed.

Jiang Bai was very curious about what Hu Tao's little ghost had discovered, but unfortunately he couldn't communicate directly with the little ghost, and looked at Hu Tao, Hu Tao just blinked and smiled mysteriously.

Jiang Bai had no choice but to watch the old man's performance.

The old man came to a cliff facing the mountain path, about three meters high, on which no vegetation grew.

"Look!"

I saw him take a deep breath and open his legs.

There was a way to blow from all directions, blowing his clothes and hair.

The four of them were attentive, holding their breath, expectation, curiosity, and nervousness in their eyes, waiting for the next development.

But I saw that the sleeves of the old man's clothes were flying, but his body did not move, but the rock wall was as if it had been shattered by something, and there was a loud explosion, and the rubble was splashed everywhere.

After a few moments, the smoke cleared, and the originally intact rock wall cracked, leaving a pit in the center that seemed to have been smashed by a fist.

Seeing this again, the two disciples of Zhenjun applauded excitedly.

Among them, Wu Cong was even more excited, looking forward to the day when his martial arts could reach such a state.

But at the same time, his mood was also a little low.

With his dull talent, I'm afraid it will be impossible to reach this state in his lifetime!

Jiang Bai's mouth opened slightly, and he looked confused.

Did this old man swing his fist? Why didn't he see it?

Or is his realm too low to see anything?

Looking at Hu Tao again, he was already holding his chin with one hand, showing a thoughtful expression.

The old man turned around, stroked his beard, and looked at the two:

"What do the two little friends think of the old man's trick?"

"How is this done?" Jiang Bai asked, and then curiously approached the cliff, wanting to see if there was anything boring.

The stone wall is indeed a hard stone wall, and he can blast out such holes, and what amazes him is the old man's technique.

He had just looked very closely, and the old man's fist hadn't moved at all.

So it wasn't that the old man swung his fist at a speed that couldn't be caught by the naked eye, but that he used other methods to shatter the rock wall.

"This is naturally the old man's fist." The old man looked up with a proud expression.

Hu Tao pulled Jiang Bai in front of him, pointed at Jiang Bai and said, "Zhenjun, why don't you compete with him, if Zhenjun wins, I will worship Zhenjun." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Bai, who was forced to compete, was at a loss.

It's not good, what if you hurt the old man?

There's only one Mora in his body!

"This ......," the old man looked Jiang Bai up and down.

This young man looks thin and not garbage, walks with a limp, and has a blue nose and swollen face, which should be easy to deal with.

However, this is not necessarily the case with the Vision of God.

To be on the safe side, it would be better for him not to accept such an offer.

"No, the old man's fist power is too strong, he can't bear it." He shook his head, looking like it wasn't that the old man didn't want to fight, but that you couldn't.

"No, no, no! I don't have any other ability, but my body is hard and resistant! Jiang Bai patted his chest and stood in front of the old man.

The hall master has spoken, and he, who is a junior brother, naturally can't stand.

It's a big deal to put on a shield and stand for the old man to beat, if the old man's hand hurts or whatever, it's none of his business.

"The two big brothers must also want to see a wonderful battle!" Seeing that the old man didn't want to perform anymore, Hu Tao encouraged his two apprentices.

They are strangers, so it's a big deal not to accept their two disciples, but they have already worshiped their disciples, so they can't let them down!

Hearing Hu Tao's words, Ah Ling and Wu Cong were really a little moved, and looked at Zhenjun expectantly.

This thunderbolt thunder Zhenjun was really a little unable to get off the stage at this time.

If he keeps holding on to the fight, it will inevitably affect his image in the hearts of the two disciples.

But if you can't beat it, it's not a problem that affects your image.

He rubbed the talisman in his sleeve, hesitating in his heart.

After much hesitation, he still made up his mind.

It's a big deal to lose and run away, he changes his place and identity and rhetoric, who else can find him?

"It's okay to fight, but the old man has to make three chapters."

"What about the three chapters of the law?"

The old man held up a finger, "First, the old man's fist is too powerful, and he will only exert one percent of his strength." ”

"Second, I only show boxing techniques, I don't use immortal power, and you can't use elemental power, little brother."

Jiang Bai looked at Hu Tao.

I can't use elemental power, what should I do if I get beaten too badly?

Hu Tao gave him a reassuring look, and he could only nod.

"Third, let's talk."

"No problem!"

Jiang Bai rubbed his hands and moved up.

Suddenly, his feet stopped lame, his waist straightened, and even the bruises on his face faded.

Thunderbolt Thunder Zhenjun suddenly had a bad premonition, but at this time, he had to send it.

"Then let's get started!" Hu Tao became the referee in high spirits and made way for the two of them to make way for a vacant lot.

There was a wind coming out of the valley, and a whimpering sound was heard in the valley.

Adhering to the idea that this old man was a powerful person, in order not to be beaten too badly, Jiang Bai chose to take the lead.

He threw a punch at the old man, thinking that this Thunderbolt Lightning True Monarch would use his super-high-speed body to dodge, but what made him stunned was that his punch actually hit it!

I saw the old man snort, and he was suddenly knocked out of a distance of one meter and rolled twice on the ground.

“！！！” Jiang Bai's scalp exploded immediately!

No, no, no!

I thought you were an immortal, but you turned out to be pretending?!

Even if he didn't use much strength with the mentality of trying, this force was enough to beat this kind of old man to a reason!

It's over!

He only has one Mora in his pocket, and even if he sells him, he can't afford to pay for his medical expenses!

Ah Ling and Wu Cong were stunned when they saw this scene!

How could their master, Thunderbolt Thunder Zhenjun, be sent flying so easily?!

Delusion, it must be an illusion!

The only one who is calm is probably Hu Tao, she has her hands on her chest, obviously everything is under control.

The old man's hat was knocked away, but there was nothing on his body, one turned over and jumped up from the ground, pointed at Jiang Bai and scolded:

"Young people don't talk about martial arts! Sneak attack on my 69-year-old man's house! ”