Syllable!

When the fist hit, Jun Wuji didn't block it, and with a gentle slap of his palm, Song Chai slapped Song Chai 's arm, and slapped the opponent's fist, which had dozens of catties of strength, to the side.

Bang!

A punch slammed into the chair next to him and passed through the middle.

Song Chai 's face changed suddenly, his punch was so fierce and swift that ordinary people couldn't even see it clearly, the young man in front of him not only saw it, but also slapped his arm away with skill.

"Tai Chi?

He withdrew his hand from the chair and glanced at it, only to see a red slap mark on his arm, and a burning pain made him secretly frightened.

"It should be Wing Chun, Tai Chi is not so aggressive. ”

When he was learning Muay Thai, he studied Chinese kung fu tricks, Tai Chi and Wing Chun are so famous that they are all must-learn items.

But he didn't expect that a little kid with no hair would actually Wing Chun, and he still had the strength to slap his fists.

But he wasn't afraid, he didn't use all his strength just now.

"It turned out to be a practitioner, no wonder you dare to stand up, but do you really think that Huaxia Kung Fu is amazing? I have been learning Muay Thai for almost 20 years, and I can still be compared to you as a little kid?"

Song Chai clenched his fists and said with a cruel smile, "I'll let you know now that there is no strength or weakness in kung fu, only those who practice martial arts have strength and weakness." ”

"My two hundred pounds of iron fist, your pediatric Wing Chun, I'll see how you block it!"

After speaking, Song Chai took two steps back, and the soles of his feet stepped on the stone bricks, and cracks immediately appeared in the exquisite and smooth stone bricks.

With the help of this force, Song Chai squeezed his right fist violently and smashed it hard.

The girls screamed and closed their eyes in fright.

Even Zhang Dong and the others didn't dare to look at it anymore, and tilted their heads to the side one by one.

"Okay, then I'll be with you to the end. Seeing that the strength of Song Chai was at least several times stronger, Jun Wuji grinned coldly, revealing a row of incomparably white teeth.

He picked up a chopstick on the table next to him, swiped it lightly, turned into an arc in the air, and slapped it on Song Chai fist.

Click!

A few slight inaudible bone cracking sounds sounded, and then Song Chai frowned, and withdrew his fist with a cold sweat on his face.

His right hand kept shaking, and the three fingers of his index finger, middle finger and ring finger were broken by a chopstick.

Holding his right hand with his left hand, Song Chai raised his head and glanced at Jun Wuji in surprise before looking at the other party's right hand.

It stands to reason that under his punch, not to mention a wooden chopstick, even a palm-thick wooden board can be broken.

But why is the wooden chopsticks in Jun Wuji's hand harder than an iron rod?

"What's going on?"

After waiting for a while, everyone didn't hear any reaction, so they turned their heads one after another, and saw Song Chai standing aside with his hands crossed, his face cloudy.

Qi Yue immediately came over and hugged Jun Wuji's arm and looked him up and down: "Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine, it's him who has the problem. ”

Jun Wuji pointed at Song Chai , took half a step forward, and said with a light smile: "I'm sorry, Huaxia Kung Fu is amazing." ”

"It turns out that Your Excellency turned out to be a disciple of Gu Wu, and you are being rude. Song guessed for a moment, his eyes froze, and he hurriedly saluted Jun Wuji.

He finally remembered that when he practiced martial arts to the extreme, he could step into the realm of cultivation.

And the realm of cultivation is divided into acquired and innate beings, called ancient martial artists.

The acquired martial artist, a total of ten grades, each grade has a realm, the higher the realm, the stronger the strength, even if it is a first-grade acquired martial artist, a punch has nearly five hundred catties of strength, and the strength is two or three times that of him.

The day after tomorrow ten products, you can break through the obstacles, enter the congenital, that is the transcendent into the sainthood, a punch can break the steel plate, enough to have a tripod of power, a tripod of 10,000 catties, just imagine being hit by 10,000 catties, it is estimated that even light tanks will fall apart.

The young man in front of him must be an ancient martial artist, otherwise it would be impossible to smash his three fingers with a single wooden chopstick.

"Gu Wu?"

Jun Wuji frowned.

This was already the second time he had heard the word.

When Qi Yue was rescued that night, the middle-aged man who fled also shouted that he was an ancient warrior.

"Could it be that the Sword Venerable inheritance I got is not the same as the cultivation method on Earth?"

Jun Wuji thought secretly, if it weren't for that, he couldn't explain it.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think so much, just ask when the sword spirit wakes up. ”

He was quick to relent, putting the question behind him.

"How did Song Chai's salute him?"

In the distance, Li Feng was already dumbfounded, looking like he had seen a ghost.

Song Chai is a Muay Thai master he specially invited at a high price, why is he so polite to Jun Wuji?

He turned his head in fright just now, and he didn't see the scene where Song Chai had his finger broken, otherwise there would be no such doubt.

Zhang Dong and the other nobles had constipated expressions on their faces, and they couldn't understand what was going on.

Only Qi Yue vaguely saw a little, and his eyes looking at Jun Wuji were full of admiration and joy.

"He is so good at fighting, maybe he can help me, if the Qi family's mess is not cleaned up, it will be completely over......"

Gritting his teeth, Qi Yue seemed to have made some decision, and the arm holding Jun Wuji tightened, and his plump chest squeezed out of shape.

The girls in the back noticed something unusual, looked at Qi Yue, and then at Jun Wuji, and finally looked at the field with blank faces.

Is this fight unfought?

At this time, Jun Wuji moved.

He asked Qi Yue to let go, and then came to Song Chai step by step in everyone's complicated eyes, and said with a light smile: "Are you still fighting?"

"No...... Don't fight. ”

Song Chai hurriedly waved his hand, he had already broken three fingers, where did he dare to do it.

"Cheng, I'll give you a chance to teach them a lesson, and this matter will be over. Jun Wuji glanced at Li Feng and the others, and said lightly.

He was too lazy to do it, and Song Chai was the best thug.

"Li Shao is my employer, I took the money, I won't do anything to him, as for the others, leave it to me. ”

Song Chai turned around, walked in front of Zhang Dong and the others, and one of them came with a punch.

Although the strength is not great, they can't stand it at all, and they lie on the ground and howl miserably.

After a little punishment, Song Chai walked up to Li Feng and said, "Li Shao, I can't beat this person, if he wants to deal with you, I can't stop him." ”

Li Feng's face changed wildly, and a pair of eyes looked at Jun Wuji in disbelief.

"When an old friend meets, you give me this gift, and I will give you a big gift. ”

Jun Wuji walked over under Li Feng's wildly changing gaze and slapped the person to the ground.

"I told you a long time ago, don't mess with me, you don't listen, do you?"

Li Feng's face was swollen, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and he grinned in pain.

"Jun Wuji ......"

He wanted to say a few cruel words, but as soon as he saw Jun Wuji's cold gaze, the rest of the words were frightened back.

"Miss Qi, let's go. ”

Jun Wuji didn't bother to take care of him, turned around and shouted at Qi Yue.

"Oh. Qi Yue came back to his senses and hurriedly followed Jun Wuji away.

The girls looked in a mess, and they didn't have time to ask more, so they followed.

"Jun Wuji, I am inseparable from you. ”

Li Feng screamed and roared.