Galactic Garbage Station

"Big Brother, I will come to him," said a young man with a muscular shirt who was blasting.

"Well, be careful, don't underestimate the enemy." Wu Long nodded.

"Kid, come up." The square-faced youth jumped into the ring, and the seemingly bulky body was very flexible. Su Shi also jumped on the ring. This makes Wei Yuan and Xu An both anxious, this is because Su Shi has a long and two short, what can I do? However, this is the end of the matter, they can't stop it at all, they can only do their urgency.

"A Hui, kill him."

"I still want to single-handedly pick us all, so that he can't even recognize his mother."

"I dare to come to our martial arts hall to kick the pavilion and let him see what it is called martial arts."

Under the crowd, the youth of the square face is very strong. There are few of the martial arts halls who are his opponents. Therefore, he played on the court and made everyone feel relieved. He felt that he would be able to fight Su Shi and keep the reputation of the martial arts museum.

"Since we are in our martial arts hall, we have to follow the rules of our martial arts competition. There are only two rules. One is that we can't attack the lower body, and the other is that we can't afford to lose or fall to the ground." Wu Long said.

"Yes." Su Shi nodded.

"I started at 3:21." Wu Long said, began counting, "three, two, one, start."

The young man with a square face is not willing to wait for a moment. He wants to give a quick lesson to Su Shi, who has a big say. He stepped forward and punched the door to Su Shi. He didn’t have a martial arts routine, but the boxing position was definitely good. Ankles, swivels, and straight fists, the whole body strength is passed from the legs to the fists, condensing a line, speed and power are not small.

However, his movements, in Su Shi’s eyes, are too slow. It’s as slow as a three-year-old kid throwing a punch. Su Shi suddenly turned and swept his leg, and his movements were as fast as lightning. The heel hits the square waist of the youth. The next moment, the square face youth waist seems to be folded. The side of the body flew three meters, directly fell down the platform, foaming at the mouth, fainted in the past.

The original noisy audience suddenly became very quiet, leaving only the sound of the people breathing cold. They are going to cheer and cheer, but now they can only swallow their stomachs.

They couldn't believe their eyes, and A Hui was defeated. How can this be?

Wei Yuan and Xu An are also amazed, and they are not convinced that Suya’s brother is not a beastmaster and a master of Guqin. Is it also a master of martial arts, which is too versatile?

"Look at Ah Hui." Wu Long said that several people who were close to each other quickly ran over and gave the face youth a look at the injury.

"Big brother, A Hui seems to just faint." Several people looked at the injury while reporting, spraying a few cold water to the square face youth. The square-faced youth was slowly awake, but the pain in the waist could not climb.

"It seems that you have real skills." Wu Long looked at Su Shi.

"If you talk nonsense, let's talk about it, continue." Su Shi said.

"That will come to me by you." Wu Long said. Going to the downfall, this made some members of the martial arts hall that were shocked by Su Shi, and their morale was soaring and screaming. Of course, this also made Wei Yuan and Xu An nervous again. The role of Wu Long, a national technology enthusiast and boss, is not white, and the effort under his hand is much stronger than these younger brothers.

"Look at Wu Long's posture, maybe two brushes." Su Shi glanced at Wu Long's solid footsteps. Can not help but secretly nod, my heart is a little bit tempted. That is the blood of the battle burning. Since the Warcraft meat strengthens the body, it has not really been good to rely on the body to actually fight. Su Shi is very clear that the lack of actual combat at a critical time will be very terrible. Now, it is a rare opportunity for actual combat, and by the way, what is the real level of the master of national art.

Wulong should fight, of course, there are other people who announced the beginning. The voice of March 21st just fell. Wulong is like a dragonfly. When the body suddenly leans forward, the forearm is ejected like an arm, and the speed is lightning fast. Everyone did not see it.

Su Shi’s stance did not change at all, and his hand suddenly lifted up, just grabbing Wu Long’s forearm and letting Wu Long’s forearm come to an abrupt end. Wu Long struggled twice, his face slightly red, but the silk did not move. He could not help but reveal the color of horror.

"It's too slow and too weak!" Su Shi's face flashed a disappointing color. Wu Long's speed was much faster than that of A Hui, but in Su Shi's opinion, he was also slow to die. As for the power, Su Shi did not contribute much, and he suppressed Wu Long. So which one is actually fighting? Like bullying a child, I am afraid that there is no help for my own strength improvement.

Wu Long burst into the air, his feet volley, pumping to Su Shi waist, trying to force Su Shi to let go.

Su Shi’s footsteps still didn’t move. Even the upper body was basically unmoved, and they slammed two punches, just squatting on Wulong’s legs. When two muffled sounds were heard, Wu Long’s legs fell out. The whole body suddenly lost its center of gravity.

"Hey."

Su Shi made a slight effort to pull Wulong's body closer, and then quickly took a few slaps on Wu Long's face.

The so-called face does not face, Su Shi's move, suddenly the group's younger brothers are all mad, they are in the bones of the mix, forced to control the rules of your martial arts, a swarm of bees rushed to the ring.

"You give me..." Wu Long wants to call the younger brother to stop. He likes the national art and worships the national art. He hates being trampled on the rules of the martial arts. If it is outside, if you can win, you can do it, but since it is kicking. The museum, even if it is lost, must lose its fairness. More importantly, this is the real master of the national art. It is the legendary master who wants to see his dreams. How can he be in the face of such a master and break the rules. However, after he had not finished speaking, he was unable to say anything by Su Shi.

"Let's get together, kill him." A group of people besieged Su Shi, which made Wei Yuan and Xu An under the field all shocked. They wanted to help, but their legs were still moving. They were just ordinary high schools. Health, it is inevitable to be scared by this scene.

"砰砰砰" saw, everyone rushing up, like a sandbag, flew out, fell to the ground and licked his chest, screaming and could not climb, a dozen people in just three seconds, All lost their fighting power.

"Is it still going?" In the center of Fujian and Taiwan, Su Shi grabbed the neck of Wu Long and lifted Wu Long in the air, as if carrying a chicken. There was no trace of his body on his body, and even the clothes were not wrinkled. Just a dozen people besieged him, and it seemed that even his clothes were not touched.

"It’s so handsome and there is wood." Wei Yuan and Xu An were shocked again. What is the sacredness of Suya’s brother? The members of the martial arts hall of the audience struggled to climb, and it was very painful. Secondly, they were very happy, and they only got rid of them. At this moment, Su Shi, in the eyes of everyone, is undoubtedly an inviolable existence. This is the real master! (To be continued.)