Chapter 64: Martial arts high

Chapter 64 Martial Arts Master

"Zhuo Bufan, you are just a disciple who just started, how can you speak here?" Duan Shanhe said sharply.

As a big disciple of the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall, he didn't say anything. Now that you come out to pretend to be a hero, where do you put my face?

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him indifferently, "A Gentile master is here to challenge and hurt the owner of the museum. You dare not say a word, but you come to accuse me. It's just useless."

"What are you talking about?" Duan Shanhe blushed with anger and his neck was thick, and his eyes were bigger than Tongling. "It's your turn to speak?"

Chen Longhu used the internal pressure to control the pain in his chest, and said weakly: "Mountains and rivers, extraordinary are just kind of good intentions."

Li Busheng carried his hands on his back, with a little smile at the corners of his mouth, and a little smile to see the attitude of the heroes of the world. Although everyone was angry, but the martial arts of others were higher than them, the martial arts world was originally the weak.

The Golden Car snorted coldly, "If you don't have the ability, don't learn from others to be a hero."

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan stood up suddenly, Ye Ziqin, who was sitting next to him, frowned instantly. Last time he saw Zhuo Bufan fight, but it was all about dealing with some small gangsters, jumping three meters with these at every turn. High, the master of breaking bluestone with a single palm is not a class at all.

"Uncommon." Ye Ziqin called out softly, trying to reach out and hold him, but unfortunately he still didn't get it.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at Ye Ziqin and nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After all, he stood up and walked towards the gold car.

"Never mind Bufan." Ye Xuan hurriedly shouted, afraid that Zhuo Bufan would be injured by others.

"I said no one can hurt my friend."

Li Hu and Zhang Kai showed disdain on their faces, "Pretending to be a wolf with a big tail. Even ordinary stance punching is not possible, and they are still able to do it here."

Liu Xuan curled her mouth and said, "Just talk about it and show off the prestige. I really plan to make a move, and I am not afraid of being beaten to death."

People are always like this. They dare not speak when others are strong in martial arts. When they see Zhuo Bufan speaking out of righteousness, just because Zhuo Bufan is weak, they ridicule. , In contrast, naturally can't understand him.

Only Chen Longhu and Liang Zhongkong and other highly skilled curators saw Zhuo Bufan's back and were suddenly stunned.

Every time Zhuo Bufan took a step, his aura changed drastically. He had secretly unlocked the sealed spiritual acupuncture point, and his whole body was full of aura in his limbs, and even Li Busheng was stunned at the same time.

Some people have already felt that something is not right. Chen Longhu looked at Zhuo Bufan in a daze, feeling like he didn't recognize him. Is this still a sweaty teenager who practiced boxing and beating the stakes in the sunset a few days ago?

"give."

"he."

"Road."

"apologize."

Every time Zhuo Bufan took a step with his hands on his back, a word was spit out from his mouth. People who were closer to Zhuo Bufan felt a huge pressure, as if he was pressing on the five mountains and rocks on his body, even breathing became difficult.

The golden car’s complexion changed drastically, blood overflowed from its nostrils and mouth. Originally, Zhuo Bufan’s voice was full of true essence. This was one of the lowest martial arts learned in the martial arts school. In the sound, the enemy's internal organs and lungs were shaken with sound waves.

Even the person who has practiced this kind of kung fu to the strongest can utter a word to kill, and only need to pronounce a syllable to make the enemy blew himself to death.

"Car." Li Fusheng reacted, and quickly reached out and pressed the shoulder of the golden car to transmit a strand of true essence to help him stabilize his mind.

Li Busheng's face turned pale, and Zhuo Bufan glared at him, "So there are hidden masters here? Sound transmission hurts people, dark warriors!"

The other party apparently used his move as a means by the dark power master.

"An Jin master?"

"How is it possible, isn't he a new disciple of the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall?"

Li Hu and Zhang Kai opened their mouths wide, and their minds were blank. They knew Zhuo Bufan for a week, and at first they looked down on his appearance as a worldly expert. These days, they have exhausted their cynicism, but they didn’t expect Zhuo Bufan to be a real person. Don't show up!

Chen Longhu and Chen Min also looked shocked. These few afternoons Zhuo Bufan came to the martial arts hall to stand on the wooden stakes, hitting the stakes with his fists over and over again, doing the simplest things for the martial arts apprentices. , He is actually a dark warrior, even stronger than Chen Longhu.

Duan Shanhe's eyeballs almost burst out. Zhuo Bufan is a dark warrior, and he is already a master in the martial arts world. He subconsciously glanced at Ye Ziqin, and his back felt cold.

"Is he still the same person?" Ye Ziqin frowned, with a complicated look on her pretty face.

Li Busheng suddenly laughed and said, "Well, well, there is finally someone who can let me show my real effort, King Kong!" After that, he suddenly rose up with aura, like roaring seawater, surrounded by strong winds. Raging, blowing leaves rustling down.

"What kind of effort is this?" someone exclaimed.

Chen Longhu stunned and said: "This is just a means to forcibly improve his skill by relying on secret techniques. It won't last long, but now his strength is probably at least doubled."

"You are a genius. If you give you another ten years, you may be able to step into the master of Huajin, become a master of all kinds, even the youngest master of Huajin, but today I will kill you in the cradle. In the middle." Li Busheng was really angry, and his whole body made a crackling noise like fried beans.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and sighed: "If the sky does not give birth to me, I will be extraordinary, the eternal martial arts is like a long night, no matter what, today I will destroy you and revive the ancient martial power of Lan Nation."

"At this kind of moment, I'm still fast!" Li Busheng gave a cold voice, just about to start his hand, but saw Zhuo Bufan stretch out a palm, a warning from his heart suddenly came out.

Seeing the master's face changed drastically, the golden car suddenly turned around and lased towards the door.

This is the sixth sense of alertness that martial arts masters have to the extreme. He has a strong feeling that if he doesn't run, he will die.

He turned around and ran and almost exhausted his whole body's power. The whole person rushed to the gate of the yard in an instant, and everyone present didn't react. Why did he suddenly escape?

"Want to go, Little Thousand Buddha Hands!" Zhuo Bufan stood in place and raised his palms, condensing his true energy, and pressing down fiercely, as if the Tathagata suppressed the monkeys. At a distance of nearly ten meters, the sky seemed to have With only the invisible palm, like an ant, he directly patted Li Busheng into the bluestone slab.

There was a big hole in the middle of the huge bluestone slab. With Li Busheng's body as the center, there were spider silk cracks. Li Busheng's ears, nostrils, and mouth overflowed with blood, the meridians all over his body were broken, and the bones of his whole body were broken into three pieces. One hundred and sixty-five yuan.

The audience was silent and quiet.

Ten meters apart, the power of a palm is almost like a **** or devil, everyone's heads in the audience stopped thinking, dumbfounded!

I can't believe that everything I saw in front of me is true. I originally thought that Zhuo Bufan would go to his death, but I didn't expect Li Busheng to be crippled with a slap.