Old Man Su has broken through!

There were discerning people present, shouting in surprise.

The audience was so shocked that everyone got up from their seats.

The faces of the Ning family suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and they didn't count Su Hengchuan, an old guy, who had one foot in the coffin board, and actually broke through to an intermediate martial artist during the competition.

They didn't know that Old Man Su's breakthrough was actually logical. He has long been a junior martial artist, and he has been stuck in the bottleneck period for many years, but the family heirloom red sand palm fire poison has made Old Man Su's body suffer, and he has not been able to break through for many years.

Zhang Yue's ice heart incense cleared Old Man Su's fire poison, Chen Zhen was gone, and his whole body suddenly untied and became extremely loose, and even the bottleneck that was unbreakable in the past was loosened. Old Man Su was close to breaking through, but in fact, there was only the last thin layer of window paper left.

Today's battle with Yu Hate Water, Old Man Su went all out, the internal strength of the red sand palm hit the body like a galloping horse, and suddenly it seemed that a dam in the body was broken, and the internal strength rushed out like a surge, circulating along the meridians that had never been reached, although the total amount of internal strength did not increase much for a while, but the nature has changed, the strength and density of the internal strength have increased suddenly, and the power of the same internal strength has suddenly increased by fifty!

Pushed by the internal strength of the intermediate martial artist, the power of the red sand palm increased greatly! Wherever the internal strength flowed, the skin on Old Man Su's body turned red, and it was extremely hot, steaming the sweat on his body into white steam.

Whew!

The blazing palm wind swept across, and the accumulated strength of the palm suddenly split apart, and it collapsed.

The eyes of the Su family's disciples became extremely fanatical, and their shouts were deafening, cheering for their own family patriarchs.

On the other hand, on the Ning family's side, there was a dead silence.

"Dad, what should I do? Old Man Su has also become an intermediate martial artist, can we still win?" Ning Xuewen was a little flustered.

"What's the panic! He just broke through, and it couldn't be Martial Master Yu's opponent. Ning Cheng gritted his teeth and said.

Indeed, just breaking through, the internal strength has not increased significantly, theoretically it is not the opponent of the old intermediate martial arts, but there are no absolutes in the world, there are many factors that affect the victory or defeat in the competition, and the strength of the internal strength is only one aspect. Qigong is also very important, just like Zhang Yue's Spring Tide Three Stacks, with the internal strength of a beginner martial artist, he beat Song Yanbin, who was close to the peak of a junior martial artist, to the point of serious injury and vomiting blood.

The Su family's red sand palm is famous, and the old man Su on the stage is so vigorous that he can feel the rolling heat wave coming to his face even offstage, which makes people feel shocked.

Yu Hatshui stood in the middle of the heat wave, his expression still calm and calm.

"Congratulations to Mr. Su, the red sand palm is really extraordinary, and then try Yu's cold ice palm. ”

As soon as the palm technique changed, Yu Hatshui's palm instantly turned cyan, and under the wave, the red light emitted by the red sand palm suddenly weakened by three points.

Ning Cheng sighed and sat back in his chair, even he didn't know that Yu Hate Water and Cold Ice Palm were stunts. No wonder he introduced Yu Hatshui to his Donghai Chang family, patting his chest to ensure that he would definitely win the competition.

Ning Xuewen's face also showed a smile again, and he looked in Zhang Yue's direction proudly, wanting to see his panicked and disappointed appearance.

Yu Hatshui and Old Man Su kept clapping each other, and the sound in the field was endless, like the movement of ice cubes falling on the red-hot iron plate.

The hearts of the supporters of the Su family continued to sink downward, the red sand palm against the cold ice palm, the red light gradually faded, the blue light continued to spread, the heat wave just now had dissipated, and the cold became heavier and heavier. Even a layman can see that Old Man Su is falling into disadvantage more and more.

A round-faced boss wearing sunglasses, with a textile factory at home, quite some assets, and the recent capital turnover is a little ineffective, which coincides with the competition between the Ning and Su families, he trusts the Su family, and gritted his teeth to buy all the working capital The Su family won.

The twists and turns of the competition stimulated the boss to death. From time to time, he pulls out his phone to check the latest betting odds.

After Yu Hatshui's identity as an intermediate martial artist was exposed, the Su family's odds rose like a rocket, almost piercing the heart and liver of the round-faced boss. Old Man Su broke through in battle, and the odds suddenly stopped rising, and turned down. However, the good times did not last long, and the excitement of the round-faced boss had not passed, and the odds curve was raised again.

Old Man Su had hoarfrost on his eyebrows and beard, and his movements were getting slower and slower, and Yu Hatshui was still unhurried, slapping out one palm after another, and suddenly his movements stopped, and he withdrew his hand.

Old Man Su didn't move at all, standing in place, like an ice sculpture.

Yu Hatshui arched his hand: "Agreed, if Brother Su broke through two years earlier, he may not be your opponent in the next place, luck." ”

With a plop, Old Man Su fell into the ring.

It's over! Bankrupt! The round-faced boss's eyes darkened, and the phone fell to the ground, turning over and falling backwards, causing a lot of chaos in the crowd.

The winning odds of the Su family displayed on the mobile phone screen on the ground have become a straight line across the sky, and the bookmaker has stopped betting and closed the market.

There was a dead silence on the Su family's side, and everyone sat down on their chairs and lost all their strength.

On the Ning family's side, it was the complete opposite, everyone high-fived and celebrated. Many people held up their mobile phones and shouted wildly.

There were a few reporters who came in with hidden identities and frequently pressed the shutter in front of the contrasting scene, and they were very excited in their hearts, feeling that they had recorded the history of the changes of the first wealthy family in Qinglan City.

The old lion king abdicates and the new king is born, and he will surely step on the bones of his throne. It is conceivable that with the fall of the Su family, how many industries in Qinglan City will have to be reshuffled, how many interests will be redistributed, and how many people will have to change their courts.

A reporter turned to the ring and took a close-up of Yu Hatshui on the stage.

This is the power of a martial artist, who may not be visible in ordinary times, but at critical moments, he can settle the country with one punch, kill the flag and capture the flag, let the wealthy change their banners, change the color of the wind and clouds, and change the fate of many people with one punch.

Old Man Su had been carried away for treatment, and Yu Hatshui looked at the empty ring, and then looked at the crazy crowd under the stage, feeling deeply bored and lonely. Shaking his head, he was about to turn around and walk out of the ring.

"Wait—"

A Qingyue's voice suddenly sounded, the voice was not high, but everyone in the audience could hear it clearly.

Who's talking?

Everyone followed the prestige, and suddenly discovered Zhang Yue's existence.

Zhang Yue stood alone in the Su family's player seat, and the red and gorgeous red flower on his chest suddenly reminded everyone that there was still a martial artist in the Su family who did not play.

However, this did not bring comfort to anyone, including Su Wenzhu, Su Zikui, and even Zhang Yue's two prospective disciples, who couldn't believe that Zhang Yue could change anything at this time.

Guan Baobao, who has always blindly trusted his master, only whispered indignantly to Yu Hate Shui on the stage: What are you dragging, I don't believe that you were as powerful as my master when you were eighteen years old.

Yu Hatshui looked down at Zhang Yue on the high platform: "What do you have to say?"

Zhang Yue's voice was as flat as water: "I only have one sentence, senior, I haven't appeared yet." ”