"Just you?"

Zhang Song glanced at Liu Hao with disdain, snorted coldly, shot like lightning, and grabbed Zhang Xueyi's face directly, without taking Liu Hao in his eyes.

"Bastard!"

Liu Hao had never been looked down upon so much, and he was suddenly furious, and stepped out suddenly, as if he was stepping on a spring, and suddenly rushed to Zhang Song's side, and in his slightly surprised gaze, a black tiger pulled out his heart and smashed it directly into his face.

Bang!

Liu Hao's ironclad fist had already entered the room, and the power of one punch was three hundred catties, and the air shook, smashing towards Zhang Song's face like thunder.

"Smack!"

Zhang Song didn't expect Liu Hao's move to be so explosive, his face was surprised for a moment, and then a sneer appeared, and he didn't look at it, he turned his palm and greeted him.

His palm is delicate, not like a man's hand, but when he touched Liu Hao, he didn't shake his body, which shows that his strength is not trivial.

"You haven't even practiced internal strength, do you dare to do it with me, looking for death?" Zhang Song caught Liu Hao's punch, and immediately noticed that there was only a brute force in the latter's fist, and the disdain on his face became thicker, his palm technique changed, and a soft and abnormal momentum appeared out of thin air, like slow and fast, and slapped it towards Liu Hao's chest.

Bang! Bang!

Liu Hao also sensed the power of Zhang Song's palm, although it was soft and weak, but there was a power to tear the air, it was very powerful, and he suddenly moved the Bagua palm, moved his feet, stepped on the Bagua direction, and dodged the past.

It's just that he hasn't practiced at home after all, although the speed is not slow, but the power is not well controlled, and there is a bang twice, and the whole building seems to shake twice, and the sound is very loud.

"Gossip step?"

Zhang Song's eyes flashed, and fell on Liu Hao's steps, and the mockery in his eyes was even worse, a sect with a heritage like him looked down on the most was the kung fu of Tai Chi, Xingyi, and Bagua.

It's not that the kung fu of the three families is not strong, but the kung fu of the three families is too widespread, and people with a little understanding can cultivate, and there is no way to compare with the secret martial arts of their sect.

In their opinion, gossip, Xingyi, and Tai Chi are all big roads, and they can't compare to their own Emei's secret martial arts, so they naturally look down on them in their hearts.

"The return wind blows the willow body method!"

Zhang Song's feet moved, his body was as light as a willow leaf in the wind, and he quickly chased after Liu Hao, his palm was as soft as cotton, with a faint golden light, giving people a strange feeling.

"Golden Crown?"

Wang Li's eyes flashed, and he saw that although this Zhang Song's martial arts were not good, it was indeed the true legend of Emei, and he also knew a lot of sects from the old man, Emei has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and the old man naturally introduced the martial arts moves.

Zhang Song's footwork is Liu Huifeng's willow body method, and his body is fluttering, like the wind blowing willows, moving around in a narrow space, very quickly.

And his palm is the secret Emei golden top cotton palm, the gold is just also, the cotton is soft, although the golden top cotton palm is the name of the Emei gold top, but its soft and rigid characteristics are also contained in it. Don't look at Zhang Song's palm as soft as the wind, it has no power, but when it hits a person, it is not a trivial matter.

Although Liu Hao has been instructed by him, he has already entered the Iron Armor Fist, and he can take eighteen steps out of sixty-four steps in the gossip, but after all, he has never competed with a real martial artist, and this battle has just begun, and he has fallen into a disadvantage.

On the one hand, Liu Hao is indeed inferior to Zhang Song, and on the other hand, Liu Hao's experience in facing the enemy is too poor, and there is no way to compare with Zhang Song.

Especially Wang Li looked at that Zhang Song, his body was fast, his actions were ruthless, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost undisguised, obviously a character who had seen blood, not an ordinary martial artist who worked behind closed doors.

Under Zhang Song's pursuit, Liu Hao quickly became in a hurry, if it weren't for the fact that his physique had improved a lot after this period of conditioning, I am afraid he would have been defeated a long time ago.

Bang!

Zhang Song slapped Liu Hao's chest with a palm, directly shocking him back to the corner, Liu Hao's face became red, as if he was congested with blood.

Wang Li knew that this was Liu Hao's body qi and blood that was shaken by the golden top palm, Liu Hao's heart was a little unbearable, if it was serious, I am afraid that the heart might be shattered.

"Okay, you're not his opponent, let me do it!"

Wang Li's feet moved, and the person flashed by like lightning, and no one could see his movements clearly, but he instantly appeared beside Liu Hao, raised his hand and patted the latter.

This speed was too fast, and it immediately calmed everyone present.

You must know that Wang Li is at least seven or eight meters away from Liu Hao, after all, one is at the door of the dean's office, and the other is in the innermost corner.

But Wang Li just moved under his feet, and came to Wang Li's side, as if he had changed shape, making people seem to have an illusion that he was originally by Liu Hao's side.

Of course, everyone quickly came back to their senses, and they all looked at Wang Li in shock, especially Zhang Song, and their eyes no longer despised it, but became extremely solemn.

Being gently patted on the shoulder by Wang Li, Liu Hao suddenly felt much better, and the manic qi and blood in his body were quickly suppressed, and his face returned to normal.

Just now, he almost felt like he was going to explode, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Master Wang, I'm fine, I'm embarrassed to you."

Liu Hao let out a breath of turbidity, a touch of embarrassment appeared on his face, he didn't expect that he would lose to Zhang Song so easily, it was really a bit embarrassing.

"It's okay, you'll only be better than him in the future."

Wang Li smiled, didn't say anything, but took a step forward, his eyes fell on Zhang Song's face, and said lightly: "I'll pick up your Emei disciple's high moves, how about it?" ”

"Who are you?"

From Wang Li's posture just now, Zhang Song had already seen that he was definitely not an ordinary person, and there was no longer a look of contempt on his face, but asked solemnly.

"Who am I, do I have anything to do with you?"

Wang Li's eyes became a little indifferent, and he said: "If you don't make a move, I'm going to make a move, look at the move!" ”

Rumble!

As Wang Li's voice fell, he threw a punch, from top to bottom, directly towards Zhang Song, and he could faintly see the blue lightning flashing above the fist wind.

"So fast!"

In the face of Wang Li's punch, Zhang Song was shocked, like a frightened beast, his cold hair stood up, his hair stood up, and he slapped at Wang Li almost instinctively.

Golden top!

With this palm, Zhang Song slapped it soft and weak, like a breeze blowing on his face, compared with Wang Li's fierce punch, the gap was too big.

Wang Li's punch was like thunder falling from the sky, shaking the air, and there was an explosion, the momentum was huge, it was incomparable, and the power was terrifying.

"Zhang Song, get out of the way!"

On the sofa in the distance, the cold woman who saw this scene jumped up suddenly, and her whole body was full of internal strength, like a white crane that instantly pounced towards Wang Li from the sofa.

Siege Wei to save Zhao!

This cold woman shot quickly, and pointed like a sword, faintly blue light was sharp, and as soon as she pointed out, Wang Li felt a sharp qi attacking.

"Emei swordsmanship?"

Seeing this, Wang Li sneered, his fist method remained unchanged, and with a bang, he directly hit Zhang Song's golden top palm, bursting vigorously, extremely powerful, and with two clicks, Zhang Song's arm was broken, and the whole person screamed, flew out upside down in an instant, fell on the coffee table, and smashed the coffee table.

At the same time, the cold woman's sword finger also arrived at Wang Li's side, and her body technique was displayed, like a white crane dancing, revolving around Wang Li, and the internal force shot like a sword, enveloping Wang Li's vital body, and the sword was fatal.

"Hmph, your swordsmanship may still have some power against others, but you may only meet me. Get the hell out of here! Wang Li snorted coldly, and the thunder fist came out like thunder, with a strong frenzy of energy, and directly blasted towards the woman's face, the speed was dizzying.

No matter how fast your swordsmanship changes, I will break it with one punch.

"Not good!"

The cold woman only felt that Wang Li's punch came from top to bottom, as if the rolling thunder sky was splitting her head and covering her face, and the power that destroyed everything was like the mighty power of the sky.

For a moment, a sense of fear arose in her heart that she was invincible.

"Who is this person, with such strength, he is by no means unknown, why have you never heard of it in the martial arts?" This thought flashed through the woman's heart at a critical time.

"No, distracted thoughts, how can you be distracted at this time?"

However, the woman soon realized that something was wrong, bit the tip of her tongue suddenly, and suddenly came to her senses, and at this time, Wang Li's fist was only three inches away from her, and the fierce and domineering fist was so strong that it almost cut the muscles on her face.

"The light of the Buddha shines!"

In the panic, the woman instinctively performed the most effective defensive move in Emei's martial arts, spreading her palms, one in her heart, one on her forehead, her body was slightly stunned, her whole body was surging, and she quickly swam around her body, and a faint energy emerged from the acupuncture points around her body.

For a while, her whole body seemed to bloom with Buddha light, and the air around her was a little distorted, especially on her forehead, the golden light in her palm was dazzling, like a Buddha.

"Even if it's a true Buddha, it can't stop me."

Wang Li's eyes flashed, and his fist was violent, smashing directly on the woman's forehead palm, and he immediately felt a supple energy.

"Break it for me!"

Wang Liqing snorted, and as soon as he vomited his internal force, he suddenly burst out vigorously, destroying the withering and decaying, and instantly crushed the golden light in the woman's palm, and the terrifying fist smashed on the woman's forehead.

Bang!

The woman was shocked, her face turned pale in an instant, and the whole person was like a sandbag, and she was directly beaten out by Wang Li, and as for the palm of her hand, it had become blurred with flesh and blood.

This is still the result of Wang Li's mercy, otherwise, the power of this circle is enough to shatter and shatter her head, and she will not be able to live at all.