"When the time comes, you have three minutes to complete the task. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" There was no emotion, and the cold-sounding voice sounded in Wu Gui's head.

Wu Gui was shocked, his whole body was cold, and his hand pressed on the gun.

The three old men beside him were talking enthusiastically, in their eyes, Huo Yuanjia defeated this Russian was an easy matter, there was no need to worry, thinking more about the celebration after the victory, and some finishing work.

One hundred and eighty, one hundred seventy-nine, one hundred and seventy-eight.

The cold voice was a countdown prompt in Wu Gui's mind, and the time decreased little by little, and Wu Gui's pressure became more and more intense.

Worship Huo Yuanjia, do not seek to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day and month of the same year.

One hundred and sixty-eight, one hundred and sixty-seven, one hundred and sixty-six.

In this era of martial artists, even in later generations, some secret skills are only circulated in the family, but Huo Yuanjia taught all the passes and secret skills of the Lost Trace Boxing.

One hundred and fifty, the two in the ring officially fought each other, one fought with infinite strength and rampage, and Huo Yuanjia skillfully used his strength, always hitting the weak point of the other party.

I don't know how the Russian's muscles are made, Huo Yuanjia, who has the strength of the Transformation Realm, hit the opponent with his fist, and he only knocked the opponent back a few steps, and he didn't have the destructive power that the Transformation Realm should have.

"Looking down on this Russian, I can't imagine that the physical body is so strong that it can automatically dissolve the force. ”

"The golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt are all exercises for tempering the physical body, I originally thought that they were able to dissolve the strength because of the credit of cultivation, but now it seems that they can do this with the physical body alone. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect to watch a martial arts competition and get such a receipt, but it's a pity that I'm old, so I have to cheapen those boys at home. ”

Wu Gui listened to the exchanges of the people around him, and realized that the children of the family would never contact Neijiaquan first, but first soak in a medicinal bath for a few years, temper their bodies, and only begin to learn Neijiaquan to a certain extent, and then they have always emphasized the role of the body, as long as they do not leave any dark wounds, temper the flesh as much as possible.

One hundred thirty-three, one hundred thirty-two, one hundred thirty-one.

Wu Gui put his hand on the gun, and the cold breath passed through his arm to Wu Gui's brain, and Wu Gui raised his head suddenly.

Huo Yuanjia was fighting the stage, and he punched the weak underbelly of the Russian Hercules, knocking the Russian Hercules back again and again.

Treasure exploration, the dagger placed on his chest, exuded a cold chill, penetrated Wu Gui's chest, and passed to Wu Gui's heart, all the gains from that treasure exploration were obtained by Wu Gui, exercises, pills, and equipment were all on Wu Gui, Huo Yuanjia just glanced at it, and gave it to Wu Gui without hesitation.

One hundred, ninety-nine, ninety-eight.

"Little brother, what do you think of this competition, don't just listen to us old men, you can also tell us what you think. ”

Wu Gui smiled reluctantly and did not speak.

"Why, aren't you optimistic about Yuan Jia? Tell me, do you see anything wrong, say it and let us old men see it. ”

"Yes, boy, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, not like a man. The crazy old man grabbed Wu Gui's shoulder and said with a big grin.

Wu Gui looked at the crazy old man with a blank face, leaned a few steps to the side, separated himself from the three old men, and said coldly: "I don't have any opinion, please let me stay alone." ”

"Stinky boy, you dare to show me a look. "The crazy old man is going to come forward and teach Wu Gui a lesson.

The leader pulled the crazy old man, "Calm down, let him stay alone, let's talk about our own old men, let the children mix with something." ”

Seventy-seven, seventy-six, seventy-five.

Huo Yuanjia, a famous patriotic martial artist in the late Qing Dynasty, inherited the family martial arts maze boxing, successively shook the Western Hercules in TJSH, and later founded the Jingwu Gymnastics Association, is a well-known national hero.

A brief evaluation of Huo Yuanjia appeared in Wu Gui's mind, and now Huo Yuanjia has just begun to embark on his heroic path, and a person who should not appear is about to cut off his future.

Wu Gui's hands trembled, struggling inwardly, he didn't want to kill Huo Yuanjia, and he didn't want to be punished for his failure in the mission.

Fifty-eight, fifty-seven, fifty-six.

Time passed little by little, Wu Gui's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his neck and back were soaked with sweat.

The competition on the stage is still continuing, Huo Yuanjia has forced the Russian Hercules to the edge of the ring, and the force of one punch and one punch has made the Russian Hercules unbearable, and now the Hercules are sweating and defending.

Huo Yuanjia looked extremely relaxed, he could only see his seriousness from his eyes, this competition, even if it was a full-court advantage, Huo Yuanjia still did not relax his vigilance, and if he did not win, he was just on the road.

Huo Yuanjia didn't want to lose, and he couldn't afford to lose, he paid attention to twelve points, and only when the other party admitted defeat was the moment to really relax.

Thirty-three, thirty-two, thirty-one.

Wu Gui sat on the ground, smiling, he made up his mind, not hesitating, not afraid, naturally much more relaxed.

Snatched it from his arms, opened the safe, loaded, and played back and forth in his hands.

Let Huo Yuanjia play on the stage for a while, and there will be no chance to watch him fight against masters from all over the world on stage in the future.

The Russian Hercules was forced to the pillar, holding his hands on his head, and Huo Yuanjia was punching the Russian Hercules in the waist and arm joints.

Finally, the Russian Hercules couldn't stand it, and Huo Yuanjia punched the hands holding his head.

The hands of the Russian Hercules unconsciously opened, and his body fell backwards, blocked by the pillar on his back, and the whole person only had the tendency to fall backwards, but the person could not fall.

Huo Yuanjia punched the Russian Hercules in the face.

Three, two, one.

Wu Gui raised his pistol, pointed it at the ring, and pulled the trigger.

Bump, the gun went off, blood splashed in the ring, and Huo Yuanjia looked in the direction where Wu Gui was in confusion.

Wu Gui's figure disappeared, and everyone strangely searched for the person who shot him, but they couldn't get any results, and the whole scene became a little chaotic.

The courtyard wall, the soil, the big trees, Wu Gui lay on the ground, looking at the blue sky, the white clouds, with a smile, shed tears.

The clothes had changed to the way they had not been worn, and the white practice clothes were stained with dirt on the ground and blood stains from the fight.

Wu Gui stood up slowly, the injuries suffered by the competition had all recovered, and he thought that he would become injured when he returned to this world, but he didn't expect that existence to be so generous, so Wu Gui recovered.

"Ahh Wu Gui stood up straight, clutched his chest, and shouted.

The sound resounded throughout the compound, and the clansmen who were still on the edge of the ring looked strangely at the source of the sound when they heard the shout.

"Gui'er. Wu Gui's father heard that it was Wu Gui's voice, and shouted sadly, regardless of the qualifications of the patriarch's heir, he left everyone behind and quickly ran towards the source of the voice.