"This... This is unbelievable. An Sudong is absolutely not a normal person. How can he be so fast that he can't see it!"
"Don't say you can't see it. I just used my mobile phone to record it all the time. I slowed it down by pressing the playback. I don't know how many times I saw the speed of his hand vaguely. It's just non-human!"
Even Tao Shun and his master could not understand the speed of an Sudong's hand.
"Shifu... It's impossible. Even the most powerful internal skill masters in China don't have the speed to make moves."
Tao Shun stares at his eyes and holds his hands tightly. He doesn't know whether he is nervous or afraid. He looks at his master and wants to get an answer from his master.
"He is not an ordinary master of internal skill. At least I have never seen such a powerful master of internal skill. I heard my master, your master, say that some people are more powerful than the master of internal skill, but your master has never seen such a person. I heard it as a legend of zixuwu. I didn't expect it to happen in front of my eyes today, It's incredible. "
Tao Shun's master has practiced internal skills all his life, and now he finally has a place in China. Unexpectedly, the young man he sees today is even smaller than his apprentice. He has broken his belief for so many years. The collapse of his belief makes him feel a little confused for a moment.
I've worked hard all my life. I don't want to marry all my life. I'm lonely in my practice. I just want to be famous in China. I didn't expect that I can't compare with a suckling boy, which makes him unable to accept this fact for a while.
"Shifu, is there really such a person? What is it that we work hard..."
Tao Shun looked at his master's lost and sad eyes. His heart was full of mixed feelings, and he didn't know what to do.
"Tao Shun, you are still young and you have amazing talent. As long as you get this method of practice, you can become such a master like him. You must find a way to worship him as a teacher. There is no way for master. I'm old and I'll go back to seclusion from now on. In the eyes of an Sudong, we're just fighting ants. What's the point?"
Tao Shun's master closed his eyes when he finished speaking. Now his heart is dripping with blood. After hearing his master's words, Tao Shun has rekindled his fighting spirit. He must worship an Sudong as his teacher. On the road of the strong, he has never stopped walking. Since he was ten years old, he has been looking for a teacher to learn arts. He has changed several masters before and after.
"He... Is really too strong... So strong that people don't have the courage to meet him..."
Jin Dong stood up and walked outside the gymnasium. He naively thought that he could catch up with an Sudong through his efforts. However, after watching an Sudong's game just now, he had no hope. His heart was dead. He would never make any achievements in the future. He had already thought about it. He would live a stable life and never think about it again.
"Take the money, 2 million. You can't cheat me!"
Hong Ming walks to jiuwenlong and looks at him. He pats him on the shoulder and asks him for a reward of 2 million yuan.
"Brother, how do you know he can win? Do you have anything to do with him?"
After jiuwenlong reacted, he thought of a great way to make money. As long as an Sudong went to participate in the competition, he would definitely earn money without losing money. An Sudong was so powerful that he could see that all the internal skill experts were floating clouds in his eyes. He was definitely the top person in China. As long as he followed his steps, he would never worry about food and drink.
"Why do you ask this? It has something to do with it. Give me the money as soon as you can. Don't admit defeat. You just accepted a lot of money from them, and you can't accompany them much!"
Hong Ming is not happy to see that he doesn't give money to himself, and he still talks to him.
"Little brother, I'll turn around for you, but I'm sorry. I only received 1.2 million at most. Now I'm going to give you 2 million. I've lost 800000 for this. Can I discuss something with you?"
Jiuwenlong is really distressed. How long does it take him to earn the 800000 yuan? This year, he has to work for nothing, so he decided on an Sudong.
"For your pleasure, what's the matter? If I can help you, I will help you, as long as it's not a matter of hurting nature and offending friends. "
Hong Ming is very excited to see that this man has transferred 2 million yuan to his bank card, so he is very happy now.
"It's a good thing to rest assured. When an Sudong goes to participate in the competition again, he must inform me. I'll go to the opening. How about our income of 50-50?"
Jiuwenlong excitedly looks at Hong Ming and tells him the way to get rich.
"Ha ha... This is good, that's OK. As long as he goes to participate in the competition, I will definitely inform you that we will go together!"
Hong Ming is not like Hong yingyue. His father is an official, not a businessman. So what he wants to do is either ask his grandfather for money or find a way to earn money by himself. So he is still eager for money. Every young man wants to buy a luxury car, wear a good watch and wear a famous brand. But all these need capital. So Hong Ming heard this suggestion, I readily agreed.
No one in the gymnasium scolds an Sudong any more. No one has the courage to scold an Sudong. Who would be so stupid as to scold an immortal? Those who scolded so badly just now leave the gymnasium quietly, and they are afraid that an Sudong will make trouble for them. Those who scold an Sudong dare not even lift their heads. They hope that an Sudong will leave the gymnasium quickly, So they're relieved
An Sudong and Mu Lingyan were surrounded by reporters when they left by car. This time, without waiting for the police to come to help, an Sudong glared at them. These reporters were scared to retreat for several steps, and no longer dare to get too close. The police subconsciously did not dare to get too close to an Sudong, as if an Sudong had become a monster.
"Elder brother Su Dong, they are so afraid of you. This is very good. No one will bother us."
Hong yingyue smiles at the frightened reporters. An Sudong smiles and touches Hong yingyue's head and gets on the car.
After returning home, the live broadcast of Los Angeles TV station is playing back. The station also invited Zhao Rui, the curator of Los Angeles National Art Museum, to appear on the program. Now it's just at the beginning. An Sudong and Meng Jian are confronting each other. Both of them are standing. Zhao Rui's ridicule and sarcasm at an Sudong made the host laugh. Ten minutes later, an Sudong beat Meng Jian to the ground, Zhao Rui's face turned purple with fright.