Chapter 456

"Click!" With a crisp sound, Wang Bing helped Chen Hao take back his dislocated arm and asked, "where are they?"

"Still in the gym!"

"Go Then he and Chen Hao went to the boxing hall.

"Ye Zheng's master is so powerful, brother Bing. Everyone was hurt by him alone. My hand was dislocated by him. He kept saying that they were the" Hongmen "orthodox. He also said that I had learned unconventional Kung Fu, which was harmful to their" Hongmen "reputation. He also pointed out that I wanted to challenge you, brother Bing!"

Since the war is over, is there any reason for Wang Bing not to fight? It can't be said that Chen Hao was injured.

"Ha ha, is" Hongmen "authentic? Do you want to laugh off my big teeth? " Old man Ouyang burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, master?" Wang Bing asked.

"In your time, the real Kungfu has been declining for a long time. Those so-called Kungfu are nothing more than the" three legged "kungfu, not the real kungfu. The real school Kungfu has long been lost in your time. Even if some Kungfu has been handed down, it is not complete. How can we say" authentic "? If you want to be authentic, the N kinds of martial arts I taught you are authentic. They all come from different sects. "I'm not here to argue with you. They say you call yourself" Hongquan "authentic, right?"

"So what?"

"Today, I will use my authentic" Hongquan "to ask you for advice on the so-called" Hongquan. "

"If you want to fight, where is so much nonsense?" Wang Bing said.

Looking at Wang Bing's impatience, Prince Zheng's face was even more gloomy and ugly. "If I win, you are not allowed to call yourself 'Hongquan' authentic from now on, because your three legged Kung Fu doesn't deserve to be called 'Hongquan'!"

Yes, Prince Zheng is not here to avenge Ye Zheng and Zhang Cheng. He is here to rectify the name of "Hongquan".

"What if I win?" Wang Bing asked.

"You want to beat my master? Ha ha ha After listening to this, ye Zheng and other brothers all laughed, just like hearing a very funny joke.

"I'll train you for 100 years, and you're not my master's rival!" Ye Zheng is full of confidence. His master's name is very famous in the martial arts world.

"Brother Bing, this guy is very powerful..." Knowing that this battle is inevitable, Chen Hao can't help but worry about Wang Bing. After all, he has just suffered a loss in Wang Zizheng's hands. Wang Zizheng really has two brushes.

But Wang Bing ignored it and asked Prince Zheng again, "what if I win?"

Wang Zizheng showed a smile full of disdain after hearing this. He was naturally full of confidence in himself. How could Wang Bing, a spearhead boy in his early twenties, be his opponent?

"If you win, do what you want!" Wang Zizheng said confidently.

"Well, it's a deal. If anyone doesn't admit to losing, he's the tortoise grandson!"

"It's a deal!" Wang Zizheng nodded and agreed, but he did not know that he had fallen into the pit dug by Wang Bing. A guy named "Bi Yuntao" had fallen into the pit like this before and never climbed out again.

"Do it!" Wang Zizheng put on a Hongquan posture, and a contest between experts began immediately.