Chapter 563

Make trouble?

This is the "martial arts conference". As the vice president of the "martial arts association", Yang Deshun is not allowed to make trouble at the "martial arts conference"?

If you don't say he won't, you won't see who are all here?

But all of them are "people in the Wulin". Do you believe that one blow can turn you into a meat pie?

The key is that Shi Yandong was invited by himself. He even sponsored the martial arts conference, not to mention Du Ziteng, the son of mayor Du Nan, who offended him and had no good fruit to eat.

So when Yang Deshun heard that Wang Bing was here to make trouble, his face immediately changed. He looked at Wang Bing coldly and found that Wang Bing was a stranger. He asked, "which sect are you? Who is your master? "

"My master says you don't know me!" Wang Bing replied without expression.

"Tell me!" Yang Deshun has a disdainful face. As long as he is a member of the Wushu Association, he must know him.

"Said you don't know!"

"Fart, I don't know anyone. This boy is not qualified to shine shoes for me!" Old man Ouyang was furious. Yang Deshun, a man of several decades old, turned into a "boy" in his mouth.

"It seems that you have practiced martial arts. Since you are a martial arts practitioner, you should not do such extraordinary things in front of so many people. That will only disgrace your sect. Do you know, young man?" Yang Deshun said.

"I don't care about losing face to our sect. Anyway, I didn't have any face. I'm not afraid of losing face. Ha ha ha!" Wang Bing said with a smile.

When Yang Deshun said this, he was speechless. He wanted to talk to Wang Bing and said that if Wang Bing let Du Ziteng go, he would not fight. After all, more is better than less, but Wang Bing didn't give him the face of vice president at all.

"Since that's the case, can you give me face and let Mr. Du go first?"

"Who are you?"

"Next, Yang Deshun!"

"Oh, Yang Deshun, I haven't heard of it!"

I haven't heard of you "Oh" what "Oh"?

At the festival of V +} chapter,

Yang Deshun, the vice president, felt that he was ignored by the boy with a weak crown. He thought that the boy was so ungrateful that he had stepped down the steps for him repeatedly, but he was shameless.

"I'm the vice president of Nanshi Wushu Association!"

"It turned out to be the vice president. I'm so disrespectful!" Wang Bing suddenly realized.

"You see so many people here, you'd better let Mr. Du go first, young man!" Yang Deshun said.

"It's his fault. I warned him last time!" Wang Bing said with indifference.

"President Yang, look at this..." Shi Yandong stamped his feet in a hurry. He invited Du Ziteng to come. Now Du Ziteng is humiliated in public. If you blame him later, will he suffer in vain?

Yang Deshun saw that he had already said this, but Wang Bing went his own way. The smile on his face immediately subsided, and he said in a cold voice: "young man, I've already said a good word. Please let go of Mr. Du right away!"

The atmosphere suddenly became different. Of course, Wang Bing could feel it, but he still didn't let go of Du Ziteng

Not only did he not release Du Ziteng, but he increased his strength.

"Ah Although Du Ziteng had practiced Taekwondo, he was just like a scum in front of Wang Bing. In fact, he didn't practice it seriously at all. He was only half a bucket of water. He knelt down in front of Wang Bing in pain.

"Hum!" As soon as Yang Deshun saw that Wang Bing was still ignoring his words, he finally could not help but move forward. He took Wang Bing's hand in catching Du Ziteng, and the secret power of "Nei Jia Quan" immediately came out. At first sight, it seemed that nothing had happened. In fact, Yang Deshun was secretly exerting himself when he took Wang Bing's hand.

When they saw Yang Deshun's move, they were even more interested. They all wanted to see how Yang Deshun taught Wang Bing, a boy who didn't know the heaven and the earth.

Of course, Wang Bing felt the power from Yang Deshun's hand. Yang Deshun wanted to break off his hand by force, but Wang Bing didn't like it. He always had a relaxed and freehand smile on his face.

Yang Deshun looked, eh? It's strange. Why can't it be broken? According to reason, with Yang Deshun's decades of "Nei Jia Quan" cultivation, it's no surprise that a hairy boy like Wang Bing can easily subdue him. In order not to hurt Wang Bing, Yang Deshun even reserved something and didn't do his best, but Wang Bing's hand didn't move.

It was the first time that Yang Deshun met such a situation.

"What are you doing?" Wang Bing's voice floated into his ears. When he looked up, he was smiling at himself. There was no abnormality at all. Yang Deshun was even more confused.

Is it because you are too weak?

So I increased my strength.

"Pa!" The next second, Wang Bing's other hand is on Yang Deshun's hand in turn. He wants to break Yang Deshun's hand in turn.Yang Deshun was very disdainful. He thought if you could break my hand, I don't have the surname of Yang, I have the surname of you.

"Well?" As a result, before he finished, Yang Deshun suddenly froze, and then felt the strong pulling force from Wang Bing's hand.

I'll go. How can this boy be so strong?

However, Yang Deshun is by no means a false name. The more Wang Bing wants to break his hand, the more he tries to grasp it. Yang Deshun wants to compare his strength with Wang Bing on a whimsical basis, but only one of them is self humiliation.

Wang Bing was smiling all the time. His strength on his hand gradually increased. Slowly, Yang Deshun's fingers were broken by him.

Yang Deshun was very surprised. He tried his best, and even tried his best to eat milk. But he found that there was no use. Wang Bing's strength was too strong to believe. Looking at Wang Bing again, it was easy to write freehand. At this time, Yang Deshun's face was red and his hands were about to be broken by Wang Bing.

Will the vice president of Nanshi Wushu Association lose to you?

Yang Deshun will never admit his advice. Everyone is watching. He can't afford to lose this man.

"Stop it At this time, Wang Zizheng finally appeared.

"President Yang, stop it Wang Zizheng stepped forward and patted Yang Deshun on the shoulder.

"This young man is too arrogant!" Yang Deshun said excitedly.

"Yes, President Wang, he's here to make trouble!" Shi Yandong knew Prince Zheng and poured oil on the fire.

After hearing this, Wang Zizheng shook his head with a bitter smile and said to Yang Deshun again, "President Yang, let go first!"

Seeing this, Yang Deshun hesitated for a moment before releasing Wang Bing's hand.

"Martial uncle, there are so many people watching. Why don't you let him go first?"

"Teacher "Martial uncle?" Everyone was startled by Wang Zizheng's "martial uncle".

"President Wang even called that young man shishuye. What's the matter?" The crowd of onlookers were talking all at once.