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Li Yiru, who was chatting with Zhang Heng, suddenly changed his face. Before he could say hello to Zhang Heng, he ran towards the old man. It seemed that the old man's face was very poor. He was slightly angry with his cane, and trembled, "Xiao Ru, Help me out! I don't believe they dare to turn the sky! "

Zhang Heng secretly looked at everything, turned his head to Zhang Xin and Yang Yang and said to him, then took the hands of the two, and walked out of the villa with everyone.

I saw that in the courtyard of the villa community, seven people stood more than ten meters away from the front of the villa. Except for an old man who was about the same age as Father Li, the rest were young people in their 20s and 30s.

However, unlike the disciples in the blue shirts and clothing that Father Li had in front of, these people turned out to be red-naked, showing their tendon flesh, and their fists were entangled with cloth strips. Zhang Heng immediately thought of the name of a foreign martial art-Muay Thai!

In front of these people, Li Jianguo was covering his nose in a righteous manner, his hands were covered with blood.

"Pharaoh, what do you mean!" Father Li faced like a sinking water, looking at the same old gray-haired old man in front of him. "You old man is still dead, and you still have no heart to die, and you want to prove your new Muay Thai ratio. Are our white apes strong?

"Hey, no way, who keeps you at home all the time, I want to find you and I can't try, so I have to take advantage of your 80th birthday." The old man known as Pharaoh laughed, some loving I touched the hair of these Muay Thai boxers around me. "These children, I have spent a lot of time adopting outcasts from Thailand, and let them train me to improve my new Muay Thai day and night, just to defeat your White Monkey. Arm boxing, let you know that my new Muay Thai is invincible in boxing! "

"You are immortal, why are you suffering ..." Father Li sighed. "There is no strongest martial arts, only the strongest individual. Do you still not understand this famous saying?"

"I don't understand, why should I understand?" The old man showed a trace of recollection and emotion, sneer, "I only know that as long as I use my disciples to train your disciples all the way down, you can prove my new Muay Thai is better than your white ape thigh! "

"Fart, how can such foreign products be compared with our long-established ancient martial arts, you silly-obtrusive idiot!" One of the men in cloth gowns suddenly cursed.

"Stop, Wen'er, there is no room for you to intervene here!" Father Li stared at the young man severely, and suddenly the young man's head shrank and he dared not speak.

"Hahaha, what about foreign products? I want to create a method that can hold all the tactics of the world, and use the essence of a hundred schools. How can the boundaries of the country stop me?" Not only was the old king angry, but Haha laughed, looking It turned out to be a little disheartened.

"Typical symptoms of old-age paranoia." Zhang Heng shook his head and murmured in hiding in the crowd.

"Let's go, I'll call the police if I don't leave." After all, Mr. Li is old and doesn't like to fight and kill, just like driving people away.

"Yes, you call the police. The time when the police came will be enough for my disciples to beat all your disciples down. Are you sure you want to?"

"you……"

"That being the case, then I'll teach senior Wang your new Muay Thai!" Just as Father Li hesitated, one of the forty middle-aged men walked out and arched his hands at each other. Do you still recognize me? "

"I know you. You hurt my big disciple ten years ago, and you abolished his leg." The old man with his eyes narrowed, his eyes flashed, "Today is the moment when I avenge my big disciple, Pakistan Song, go and fix him! "

"Yes!" A young man in his twenties stepped out of the team, shook his fists, and looked at the middle-aged man naked. "I will break your skull with my elbow!"

"Huh, I'm going to teach you how much your new Muay Thai has grown over the years!" The middle-aged man sneered, his body slightly tilted, his chassis pressed down, and a defensive start-up.

The young man called Ba Song tightened the cloth wrapped around his hands, and suddenly his feet trembled, pressing him at a very fast speed!

Suddenly, the ** collision between the two people sounded like a cymbal drum, and everyone around them continued to exclaim!

"It's great. There are really masters of martial arts in the world!" Zhang Xin poked his head behind Zhang Heng and said excitedly, "Brother, do you have anybody else?"

"I can fight ten." Zhang Heng returned a slap and put his sister's head back.

But Zhang Heng didn't expect that he was heard by the other person, and saw the provocative old man give Zhang Heng a stern glance before he turned his head away.

However, Mr. Li, surrounded by the crowd, and Li Jianguo were very unsightly. A waiter took a towel and put it on Li Jianguo's nose, barely stopping his nosebleed.

"Fart! This is a matter of our art world, what is the matter with the police?" Father Li glared at Li Jianguo, allowing Li Jianguo's rights to go out to the sky, but he could only suffer in front of his father.

"But the boxer is afraid of being young and strong, and Xiao He is not too young. He has already passed the peak of physical fitness. The other side ’s Ba Song fist is dancing and dancing, Xiao He is not an opponent!" Li Jianguo eagerly said.

"It doesn't matter. Muay Thai has a strong offensive and pays attention to knocking down opponents with one hit. However, it pays too much attention to attack with full force, too few clever hits, and no wrestling. Our boxing is focused on defense, and Brother He is fine." At this time, a man in his 30s was talking.

But between the two, just listening to a hoarse scream, the middle-aged man known as Xiao He was hit by an elbow by Ba Song on the Tianling cover, and a lot of blood flowed out like a pillar, and fell to the ground with his head in his hands. , Can't get up at all!

But Ba Song didn't let go, but instead stepped on the leg of the middle-aged man, trying to abolish one leg of the other!

"stop!"

Everyone was shocked, and the six blue shirt disciples in front of Mr. Li immediately rushed forward to stop the other side. When they saw each other rushing up, the six muay thai boxers who came forward also immediately kicked and rushed up. !!

Suddenly, the two sides scuffled together!

Zhang Heng frowned. In his opinion, Master Li ’s disciple ’s white ape thump is really superb, but it ’s inadequate. Muay Thai is inherently a kind of brave and fierce attack, using the hardest part of the human body to attack the opponent. Weakness, a little carelessness can cause serious injuries!

The white ape's arm-stretching refining method has gathered the wisdom of many generations. It can be said that it is not inferior to Taijiquan, and Muay Thai is a martial art that constantly squeezes the potential of the body. Most of the practitioners are not forty years old .

If the two are better at health, then Baiyuntong arm boxing can indeed make Muay Thai excrement, but if it is simpler than fighting power, then the fighting power of Baiyuntong arm boxing is really not as good as that of Muay Thai.

Sure enough, the two sides beat each other, but in half a minute, the disciples on the side of Mr. Li's side went astray. On the other hand, the opposite side, one by one, looked fierce, and the eyes continued to bleed. These Muay Thai disciples were all desperates who had seen blood!

No wonder the combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level!

Even after these enemies knocked down their opponents, bloodthirsty flashed in their eyes. Among them, Ba Song, who first stood up, even set his sights on Father Li, who is in the front of the crowd!

"Grandpa hurry!" Li Yiru on the side didn't feel right, and quickly stepped in front of Father Li, almost at the same time, Ba Song roared, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards Li Yiru like lightning!

"Danger!"

Grandpa Li was shocked and immediately wanted to push Li Yiru away. Although he was a master of national arts, but now he is 80 years old, he can't push even a weak woman. At this time, his face shows grief and regret!

At this critical moment, Zhang Heng's eyes flickered in front of him, like Li Yiru in a teleportation, while his right leg was lifted up like a giant axe, and then severely chopped off!

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