Chapter 225

"You'd better put on protective gear, or I can't bear the responsibility for kicking you." The owner takes out a pair of armor and wants to throw it to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong waved his hand: "no need. If you like it, you can wear it. "

The owner sneered: "you don't need it, so I don't need it! Don't regret it later. "

With that, they came to the middle of the field and held their breath.

Both of them are looking for each other's flaws. When they find each other's flaws, they immediately give a fatal blow.

The crowd at the scene was also excited by this exciting way of competition.

No doubt the students in class 4 have great trust in Wang Yong, while the students in class 6 hope that the owner of the library can beat Wang Yong and avenge them.

In different expectations, Wang Yong and Wang Yong moved at the same time.

Step forward, step forward, step out. The owner's whole body muscles burst out and burst out with great strength. His right leg snapped out and the air seemed to be pumped out.

However, Wang Yong's moves were plain and even seemed to be weak.

His right hand pushed out like that, and there was no wind in the air. Can it move people?

All the Taoist disciples around showed a touch of ridicule on their faces. This guy's dead. He's got the lightest rib fracture. No matter how serious it is, internal organs may be injured.

But it's all for himself. Who asked him to come up with a move first?

There is a smile in the eyes of the master of Taekwondo Hall. Wang Yong's boxing power is no different from that of ordinary people. Isn't this guy always pretending to compare? I don't know how to do it.

However, the strength has been sent out, and the owner is not ready to take it back.

It's like a free open class with thunder.

But before the owner finished thinking about it, he saw that Wang Yong's body suddenly burst out, like a bullet coming out of the chamber, and quickly bullied him into the palace.

That soft soft soft and weak palm slapped on his chest, making a clear sound.

No pain, no strength!

The owner of the museum was surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed.

This man is really a showman!

The next second is the time to let him suffer!

The owner of the museum added force, stepped out and joked.

Bang!

A body boomed, flew backwards and fell to the ground.

For a long time, the man failed to get up.

And the other person in the middle of the field, still keeping a one handed gesture, did not take back for a long time.

"Yes! Mr. Wang won! Miss Wang is so handsome! One punch, second kill Class four saw the man clearly and cheered loudly.

But Wang Yong won.

Wang Yonggang's seemingly placid hand is actually the explosive force of Baji boxing. Only when it is close to the body can it burst out. At other times, there is no fear of power.

It's like a large electric drill. It's not very powerful at ordinary times, but when the power is turned on, the violent impact force can even drill through the steel plate.

That's how the Taekwondo master was rushed away.

The owner of the museum was lying on the ground, feeling the same pain as a shot in the chest. The whole person was suffocated, his ribs were aching, and his ears were buzzing.

Is such a huge inch of strength still from people?

"You're... Great." The owner of the museum said to Wang Yong, but he was convinced.

However, Wang Yong's eyebrows were locked tightly, and his eyes showed a touch of pain from time to time. He waved his hand and didn't speak.

It's not that Wang Yong didn't want to talk, but that the blow just now triggered the Yin Qi of Dantian.

Yin Qi not only brings pain, but also reduces Wang Yong's power by 45%. Otherwise, just now one palm can break several bones of the owner.

After holding the posture for five minutes, Wang Yongcai slowly took back his body.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders who don't know the reason, Wang Yong's move is no different from pretending to be more.

It's also a very popular fashion.

Don't the heroes in the movie always be so cold, so heartless and so elegant after killing the villains?

If Wang Yong can match with a sentence "life is lonely as snow", it will be more perfect.

"Offend, leave." Wang Yong didn't want to get entangled. He gave his hand to the master of Taekwondo Hall and led the students of class four out.

The students of class 4 twisted their heads and made faces, which made class 6 angry.

But they have nothing to do. What else can they do? The master and the apprentice are both defeated by each other. If they take the initiative to challenge again, that is pure brain pumping.

"Hum, can you still be happy when you see the results on Monday?"

At present, class six students can only rely on this to comfort themselves.

"Mr. Wang, you are so good. Why don't you teach us Kung Fu. I will never learn Taekwondo any more. I want to learn Chinese Kung Fu! " Zhao shu pestered Wang Yong and said.

Then countless people echoed: "yes, Mr. Wang, please teach us Kung Fu! If we meet bad people, we can defend ourselves, can't we? "

Wang Yong has a headache to look at these children. He really wants what he sees. He is willful and lovely. If only we could apply this willfulness to our study.

Thinking about it, Wang Yong put forward the condition: "in this way, let's make a deal. I'll teach you a move every time your average score improves by one point. If you make progress by two points, teach two moves; if you make progress by three points, teach three moves, and so on. How's it going? "

"Good! You can't go back on your words A group of students danced and agreed.

Wang Yong secretly sighed that he had planned to teach only Chinese traditional culture, but now he's good. He's taught all kinds of Chinese traditional culture, including miscellaneous studies, picking up girls and fighting. I don't know whether this is good or bad for the future of these children.

"Come on, you go home quickly, have a good time these two days and relax. I'll see you on Monday! "

"See you on Monday!"

Wang Yong watched the last student leave, then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, master Yao, this is Wang Yong. I have something urgent to go to your martial arts school. Are you there? All right, all right, I'll be right there

After getting a positive reply from Yao Xingyuan, Wang Yong hung up.

Wang Yong's so-called emergency is the Yin Qi in Dantian. Just after the first World War, Wang Yong really felt the horror of that group of Yin Qi. If he met this situation, what should Wang Yong do?

What if the opponent doesn't make sense? Isn't Wang Yong going to expose himself?

So this group of Yin Qi must be cleared as soon as possible. Wang Yong is going to ask Yao Xingyuan for advice.

All the way to yuhuangfeng by bus, Yao Xingyuan thought that Wang Yong had to buy tickets when he went up the mountain, so he had Baidu waiting at the foot of the mountain.

By the way, he asked the scenic area management for a new year card, so Wang Yong could go up the mountain at any time without paying.

On the way, thanks for Bai Du's help that day, Wang Yong and Wang Yong soon arrived at Tianyi martial arts school.

When he entered the martial arts school, Yao Xingyuan met him.

He patted Wang Yong's body gently, and his ears moved, as if listening to the sound echoing in Wang Yong's body.

After a moment, he nodded: "yes, the internal voice is thick. It's a sign that the viscera are getting better. Your physique is really enviable. Even if I was your age, I couldn't achieve this recovery speed. "

Wang Yong smiles and says nothing.

He recovered quickly because of the king's will. It was when he was training the king's will that he was constantly injured. As time passed, he developed this abnormal physique.

"You came to me today to ask me how to make the dark power flourish?" Yao Xingyuan led Wang Yong to go inside and said.

"Master Yao has a brilliant eye. I can see through my purpose at once. I'm ashamed. I'm stupid. I haven't been able to really know how to exert my strength, so I came here to ask for advice. "

"Ha ha... If you are stupid, others will be stupid. At your age, I have just reached the threshold of Mingjin's peak. " Yao Xingyuan shook his head with a smile.

After a while, they came to the inner courtyard of Tianyi martial arts school.

This should be the deepest part of Tianyi martial arts school, because there is a cliff ahead and there is no way to go.

When Wang Yong saw the cliff in the distance, his eyes were stunned.

On one side of the cliff, which is tens of meters high, there are all kinds of characters, large and small, carved from the cliff.

Different from other cliff carvings on Yuhuang peak, the inscriptions on this cliff are very deep. Some of the inscriptions even penetrate directly into the cliff for half a meter, which looks like deep pits from a distance.

What kind of strength would it take to get this depth?

"Master Yao, what is that?" Shocked, Wang Yong asked Yao Xingyuan.

Yao Xingyuan gave a mysterious smile and said, "don't you want to ask me the secret power? That's my secret power

Wang Yong is more puzzled, a fist: "also please master Yao express."

"Watch it!"

Yao Xingyuan said and walked quickly to the cliff. After arriving at the base of the cliff, he suddenly jumps up and quickly climbs on the cliff with his palm. Like a gecko, he swims to the half of the cliff.

Then the man hovered in the air, standing against the wind without any point of force at his feet. This scene also surprised Wang Yong. Has Yao Xingyuan's lightness skill reached such a stage? Can it all hang?

Take a closer look and you'll see.

It turns out that there is a climbing rope on the cliff. It is Yao Xingyuan's body attached to the rope that makes him look like he is hanging in the air.

But what does this have to do with dark strength?

As if aware of Wang Yong's doubts, Yao Xingyuan grabbed a huge hammer and a half meter long carving knife from a concave platform on the cliff.

Then they chisel and carve on the cliff, like those stone carvers who carved words a hundred years ago.

With Yao Xingyuan's chiseling, the stone debris on the cliff rustle down, as if what Yao Xingyuan chiseled was not hard rock, but a lime wall.

And the climbing rope in the air is always straight without any shaking. With Yao Xingyuan, every time his hands rise and fall, the rope clanks, as if the wind blows through the strings.

"The body is completely suspended, without any point of force, but the power of a hammer is as great as that of a rock drill. How is that possible? " Wang Yong narrowed his eyes and watched for a long time, and gradually saw a little bit of the way.

But the more I see through, the more I feel frightened.

Yao Xingyuan's hand simply overturned Wang Yong's concept, leaving him with no other expression except gaping.

In Wang Yong's surprise, Yao Xingyuan has chiseled out four big seal characters.

"Majestic cliffs".