Yu Hatshui is an intermediate martial artist, and this news smashed all the Su family disciples like a boulder.

Su Zikui still asked with a hint of luck, "Uncle Bai, are you sure that he is an intermediate martial artist?"

Old Bai Martial Master's eyes glared: "I've already done it, if I can't tell if it's an intermediate martial artist, isn't my age in vain?"

Old Man Su smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's impossible for Brother Bai to admit his mistake, it seems that this time our Su family is really going to be planted." ”

When a junior martial artist cultivates to the peak, his internal strength can no longer grow even a slight, once he breaks through this bottleneck period, he will grow rapidly for a period of time, and then slow down, until he encounters the bottleneck of a senior martial artist.

An intermediate martial artist who has just broken through may not have much higher internal strength than a junior peak martial artist, but the nature of internal strength will change, becoming stronger and denser, and it is like the difference between a wooden rod and an iron rod in comparison. Therefore, as soon as the old white martial artist took his hand, he could immediately determine the opponent's realm from the strength of the internal strength transmitted from the opponent's hand.

After listening to Old Man Su's words, starting from Su Zikui, all the children of the Su family became like ashes.

Obviously, his side won four games in a row, and there was only one person left on the other side, and he could win, but the result was that this one person did not officially make a move, and simply showed his internal strength, and dragged everyone down the abyss from the excitement of reaching the top.

Old Man Su scolded: "What's wrong with you all of you, the enemy is an intermediate martial artist and scared you? Back then, on the battlefield, a group of our recruits, facing the enemy's tanks and artillery, didn't grit their teeth and rushed up! The horse will not fall, and they all give me the spirit to cheer up, our Su family can lose and lose, but we just can't be embarrassed!"

After scolding, Old Man Su shook his robe and stepped onto the stage.

"Daddy!"

"Grandpa!"

"Old man!"

A group of Su family disciples below had red eyes, watching Old Man Su enter the ring.

When he arrived on the stage, Old Man Su arched his hand: "In Xia Su Hengchuan, please ask Brother Yu for advice." ”

"Hehe, Old Man Su's name is full of Qinglan, and he is a person who went to the battlefield back then, and Yu can't afford to be called that. ”

"There is no order in martial arts, the master is the teacher, although the old man is a few years older, but Brother Yu is an intermediate martial artist, so he naturally deserves it. Su is self-aware and is not Brother Yu's opponent, but my Su family has never admitted defeat without fighting, and I can't say that I have to ask Brother Yu for advice. ”

"The old man is arrogant, then Yu will be offended. ”

Yu hated the water, his feet moved, and the whole person floated up like catkins rising in the wind, and his palms fluttered lightly.

The other party's palm was fluttering, as if he didn't have any strength, but Old Man Su didn't dare to be careless, raised his eyebrows, shouted, and the red sand palm was lifted, the palm was red like blood, and even a trace of heat could be seen coming out of the palm.

With a snapping sound, Old Man Su's mighty red sand palm strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was entangled and dissolved into intangibles by the inner strength of Yu Hate Water.

What's even more terrifying is that this kind of internal strength is extremely tough, and it does not stop after dissipating the strength of the red sand palm, and the amount is not much each time, but it is as annoying as spider silk, and it is getting thicker and thicker.

Old Man Su's palm gradually slowed down, his forehead was sweating, and he seemed to be carrying a thousand catties of heavy burden between his hands, and his movements were sluggish.

The old white martial artist who was watching the battle shouted: "I recognize it! People grow and hate water in the east, and there is no end to it, this is the Mianzhang mastery of the Tan family in Qianhu Province! What is the origin of this residual hatred water, and he actually practiced Mianzhang to the realm of Dacheng!"

"Dacheng realm, is it really?" asked Su Wenzhu anxiously.

"Absolutely, I traveled to Qianhu when I was young, and I saw the master of the Tan family make a move. You see that Yu Hates the water, there is no fireworks at all, just like the catkins rising with the wind, the internal strength gathers silk into a rope, binding people to the invisible, this is definitely the realm of Dacheng. ”

Su Wenzhu's heart sank straight down, originally hoping that his grandfather's red sand palm could create a miracle, after all, this is a very powerful master, and there may be a chance of victory, but the opponent is stronger, not only an intermediate martial artist, but also a master of the palm to the realm of Dacheng.

Mianzhang is good at overcoming rigidity with softness, and it can be said that it is the nemesis of his own red sand palm.

Su Wenzhu glanced at Ning Cheng in the distance, he was looking at the stage intently, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he was smiling.

"The Ning family has been far-sighted and has found a strong opponent who is specifically targeting my Su family, and it seems that they have been prepared for a long time to beat us to the point that we can't turn over. ”

In just one generation, Ning Cheng rose in Qinglan City, grew up to a behemoth that could compete with the Su family, and many of the methods he used were very ruthless. Thinking of the Ning family's past methods, Su Wenzhu shuddered, this competition is just the beginning, the Ning family definitely has countless tricks to completely overthrow the Su family and achieve his prestige as the first Qinglan family.

Old Man Su was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat hanging on his white eyebrows and white beard, and the sweat was evaporated by the internal strength, forming a white pillar on the top of his head, but he still struggled to make his palms and fight loudly!

Su Wenzhu gritted his teeth and said to his father: "Dad, you admit defeat for your grandfather." ”

Su Zikui scolded: "Bastard! Your grandfather is still working stage, how can there be any reason for us to admit defeat first!"

"But, we can't beat it, and if we continue like this—"

Your grandfather is the patriarch of our Su family, but he is also a disciple of the Su family, why do you think he knows that he is invincible, but he still has to fight hard in the ring? He is trying to keep our Su family's disciples from falling!"

Su Wenzhu suddenly realized: "I understand, grandpa is setting an example for us, our Su family disciples, people can be defeated, and they are not angry!"

"That's right, you finally get it. No matter what the Ning family does, today is a righteous and bright ring competition, even if we lose, we can't fall into the martial arts of our Su family. Wealth is like floating clouds, there is no family that will never fall, but as long as our Su family disciple Wu Feng is long, his spirit will not fall, and he can still get up if he falls. Our ancestors began to settle in Qinglan for hundreds of years, and they have not always been beautiful, there have been three ups and downs, and those wealthy families who defeated us in the past are now safe? ”

"Yes!"

Su Wenzhu straightened his chest and replied loudly.

The disciples of the Su family swept away the decadent Tang Dynasty, and Zhang Yue listened to it with great admiration, this is what a wealthy family looks like in his mind, the Ning family is always just a nouveau riche, and it can be powerful for a while, but it is difficult to last long.

In the ring, Old Man Su's body was crumbling, and it seemed that he would fall down the next moment, but he persevered incredibly every time.

Yu Hatshui's face also showed a look of admiration, but the palm did not release water at all, and the palm was more encrypted and impermeable, and the palm shadow was woven into a large net from all directions, locking the opponent firmly in the center.

Su Zikui closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at the next scene.

There was a sudden shocking shout in his ears, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a red light all over the stage, and Old Man Su's body was like a fire, with flames shining everywhere, and an extremely powerful palm was split, which immediately dispersed the strength of the palm.

This is?

Su Zikui was pleasantly surprised, and his father broke through the intermediate martial artist in battle!