Chapter 63: Apologize to Young Master Xuan
Some martial arts masters who knew the inside story also frowned, and some were uncomfortable, but if you don't attack the weakness of others in the martial arts competition, then wait to be attacked by others. Li Busheng is not at fault.
Just seeing martial arts masters from foreign countries insulting the Jinzhou martial arts world in this way, everyone was filled with outrage and felt powerless. Chen Longhu's kung fu present was recognized as the first. If he couldn't defeat Li Busheng, the others would undoubtedly hit the stone with pebbles.
Chen Longhu squeezed his fist and made a long roar, like the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. The birds perched on the stunned tree flapped their wings and flew high in the sky, while the muscles of Chen Longhu's whole body seemed to have soared by two minutes. Gives a feeling of copper and iron walls.
"Master Chen is really amazing. It's been ten years since the last martial arts conference. Master Chen's dragon-yin golden bell and tiger-screaming iron cloth shirt has reached this level. I am afraid that even bullets can't penetrate it."
"There is still some distance from the peak, but I am afraid that only Master Chen Guan can practice this kind of kung fu to this state."
"It deserves to be the first place in the Budo League of Jinzhou ten years ago."
Everyone was surprised, even Li Busheng's eyes were surprised, but a weird smile came up at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he threw the ponytail behind his head into his mouth, and his whole body's momentum changed in an instant. A faint pressure radiated from him.
"This is? The real dark energy?" Someone exclaimed.
Chen Longhu's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect Li Busheng to hide his strength just now. He had already cultivated Ming Jin to Dzogchen and stepped into Dark Jin.
There is a difference of tens of thousands of miles between each state of Ming Jin—An Jin—Hua Jin in the martial arts, just like the gap between an adult and a child. Although Li Busheng just stepped into the An Jin, he waited. The strength is enough to laugh at everyone present.
"Over the mountains!" Li Busheng yelled, and he stepped on the spot, and the whole bluestone slab was shaken to the ground, his body rotated in the air like an electric drill, and hit Chen Longhu's chest.
Chen Longhu didn't dare to be careless, condensed his body's true essence on his chest, roared, and the human hair that was tumbling invisible waves flew upside down and punched out.
"Bang!" The tables were all overturned by a huge air wave, and even some people who were unable to concentrate were directly blown down.
At this moment, Zhuo Bufan hurriedly pressed Ye Ziqin's palm to prevent her from being too embarrassed. Ye Ziqin glanced at Zhuo Bufan suspiciously, and when the storm passed, he quietly withdrew his hand back.
In the middle of the venue, Chen Longhu stood on the spot and sprayed a big mouthful of blood on his chest. Chen Min, Duan Shanhe and others rushed up to support him, "Dad (Master), how are you?"
Chen Longhu clutched his chest and stared at Li Busheng without fear: "The master of Daoyuan Pavilion is really strong, I lost!"
Li Busheng stood proudly behind his back with his hands on his back, his expressions proudly, the crowd could not breathe, every time his eyes swept over a person, the other person would lower his head, and his momentum alone crushed many martial arts halls. People.
Even Chen Longhu was defeated, and the others were undoubtedly going to die.
"Unexpectedly everyone said that Languo martial arts is profound and profound, but I think it's nothing but that." Golden Car said coldly in non-standard Chinese.
Hearing what he said, although everyone was angry, no one dared to speak. After all, the facts are in front of them. Everyone is an adult and will not be quick to speak. If you really have the ability, go up and defeat him.
"I want to avenge my dad!" Chen Min red eyes, but was held by Duan Shanhe, shook his head and said: "Even the master is not his opponent, you can't beat him."
"Amin, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years." Chen Longhu's face was pale and he was put on a chair and shook his head.
Yuan Shuang, Ye Xuan, Liu Xuan, Li Hu, Zhang Kai and others were also sadly sighed that the opponents are so strong, and this time the martial arts festival is clearly here to make faces.
Li Busheng shook his head and sighed: "It seems that Jinzhou's masters are nothing more than this. If you want to find a real master, you might have to look for it in Fengsheng."
"Golden State martial arts circles, but they are all cocky and thief. They dare to open a martial arts gym to mislead their children." The Golden Car snorted coldly, and pushed Ye Xuan away and strode towards the door.
Ye Xuan was unsteady and fell directly on the ground, frowning and rubbing his ass. Yuan Shuang hurried to help him, and the two naturally did not dare to speak in the face of the arrogant golden car.
The master disciple of the other martial arts gymnasium turned red with anger, and only felt a breath of bad breath in his chest.
Li Busheng shook his head and turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, a light voice said: "Stop, who let you go, and knocked down my friend without apologizing, dare to leave?"
As soon as the words came out, the audience was silent.
Ye Xuan and Yuan Shuang looked at the speaker while frowning, they were unexpectedly silent and non-existent Zhuo Bufan.
"What are you talking about, let me apologize to him?" Jin Cha turned his head and stared at Zhuo Bufan coldly, as if staring at a poor lamb.
Li Hu, Zhang Kai, and Liu Xuan all showed nervousness. Even Master Chen was defeated. Isn't this Zhuo Bufan afraid of death?
Li Busheng shook his head. He didn't want to cause a greater struggle. When that time comes, he will inevitably alarm the Martial Arts Alliance. He glanced at Zhuo Bufan and shook his head and said, "Car, let's go back."
Golden Car snorted coldly, glared at Zhuo Bufan, and turned to leave.
"I asked you to apologize to my friend. Didn't you hear?" Zhuo Bufan took a sip of his tea with a calm expression.
The audience was in an uproar, all staring at Zhuo Bufan with an idiotic look. The martial arts uniforms of the Chen Family Martial Arts Hall were tattooed with the word dragon and tiger on the cuffs, but the colors were different. They were divided into four colors of white, red, purple and gold. The strength of the child and the time to enter the martial arts center, I saw that the cuffs of the martial arts uniform that Zhuo Bufan wore were repaired with white lines, indicating that he had just joined the martial arts center and it took less than a year.
Even Master Chen was defeated, and this guy dared to speak wildly. Is it really stimulated?
Although everyone thinks that Li Busheng and Jinche are upset, they still maintain a sense of reason. Isn't it crazy to say this?
Liu Xuan glared at Zhuo Bufan, and muttered: "What kind of garlic are you filling now, why didn't you go out just now?"
Li Hu and Zhang Kai snorted even more disdainfully. This is extraordinary. They don’t know martial arts at all. They have seen the pilings in the yard every day. They can deal with ordinary punks, but who is the opponent, a master of martial arts. , Do you think it's a joke?
Ye Xuan hurriedly pulled La Zhuo Bufan's arm, frowned nervously and shook his head, apparently wanting him to forget it, although he was angry when he was pushed down, but seeing the strength of the other party, he didn't even have any interest in revenge.
Although Chen Min was angry that the other party injured her father, the difference between the two is so great that even the masters of other martial arts gyms dare not say anything. You Zhuo Bufan actually came out to pretend to be a hero. She wrinkled her eyebrows together, cruelly. Zhuo Bufan glared at him.