Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Chapter 62 The Power of One Foot

"Good work." Someone exclaimed.

Liang Zhongkong's move fell silently, indicating that his inner strength had already achieved something, so he could be as light as a swallow and fall in front of the golden car, staring at the opponent like a torch, angrily intolerable.

Although he couldn't understand that Chen Longhu had robbed him of the championship before, but after all, everyone was from Lan Guo. Now letting a foreigner come over and bully his own people, he naturally couldn't swallow this breath.

At this time, almost everyone is in the same hatred and wants to fix the Dowon Taekwondo League severely.

"Martial arts would be injured in the first place, can't you guys of Languo not be able to lose? I think your martial arts of Languo are nothing more than this, it is better to learn our taekwondo." The golden car laughed arrogantly, did not put Liang Zhongkong in the In the eyes.

"Looking for death." Liang Zhongkong squeezed his fist, his eyes cracked.

Li Busheng stood up suddenly and shouted: "On the car, Hugh can speak wild words. Lan Guo martial arts are profound and profound. We still have a lot to learn. As a senior, I don’t think you can deal with a junior, right? "

"If the master Liang Guan can't swallow this breath, it's better to let the old man learn it, how about it." Li Busheng said, he had already walked to the opposite side of Liang Zhongkong step by step. Every time he took a step, the people around him felt a sense of it. This kind of void pressure, when he fell the last step, the wine bottle placed on the table next to him suddenly burst open.

"True master!" Liang Zhongkong showed a solemn expression on his face.

The golden car arched his hands, with a smug look on his face, and retreated behind him.

Chen Longhu also frowned. Li Busheng of Daoyuanwuguan defeated several famous martial arts masters in Jinzhou, Liang Zhongkong Mingjing Dacheng, but he couldn't do what he did just now. This is a strong enemy!

"I, Liang Zhongkong, will not be afraid of you. If I win, you will go back to your place in the future." Liang Zhongkong hummed coldly, pulling his leg and sweeping at him like an iron whip. The strong wind roared, even three or four meters away. A gust of strong wind can be felt from far away, which is extremely lethal.

Li Busheng was single with his back on his back, and suddenly his right leg slammed on the ground. The whole ground seemed to tremble. He straightened up in the air and flew directly above Liang Zhongkong's head.

"Huh."

He rushed to the top of Liang Zhongkong and stepped on it with a violent foot, like a five-mountain mountain and collapsed, pressing down, Liang Zhongkong's face was horrified, and he hurriedly crossed his arms to block, with a click, and both arms were aligned. Qi broke, knees knelt on the ground with a thud, smashed two gravures on the ground paved with bluestone, and the surrounding land was cracked.

"Puff." Liang Zhongkong sprayed a mouthful of blood and sprinkled a row of green bamboo on the leaves, which was extremely dazzling.

Li Busheng stepped on Liang Zhongkong's body with one foot, standing proudly in the air with his hands on his back, his black belt flapping in the wind, his aura suppressed the crowd, and the scene instantly fell silent.

Who is Liang Zhongkong, a famous martial arts master in Jinzhou, once the big star Mengqi held a concert in Jinzhou, he is one of the personal bodyguards, naturally has extraordinary strength, and now he is defeated by one move, how can everyone not feel chilly.

Zhuo Bufan glanced lightly at Li Busheng, and found that there was a flow of true essence in the other party's body. It seemed that these people also had their own unique secret methods for cultivating inner strength, not only the Lan Guo talents.

When I think about it, I'm relieved. In the Tang Dynasty, Liuli was only an accessory place. The ancient culture of the Central Plains was spread. There should be a way to cultivate inner strength. Unexpectedly, these people would dare to come to Lan Country to show off their power.

"Master Li, the shot is up to the point, why do you have to be aggressive." Chen Longhu cried out, and the sound came from his chest, ear-splitting, and there was real power in it.

Like Chen Min, Yuan Shuang, Li Hu, Zhang Kai, and others who were close to him, they covered their ears. Li Busheng had to work harder. He flew upside down and fell to the ground, arching his hands and saying, "Master Liang, wait. Sin, there is no sense in the fight, I missed it."

His words are nice, and people who don't understand really think he has lost his sense, but all the martial arts masters here are all martial arts masters. The masters can naturally grasp the strength and measure, and the opponent beats Liang Zhongkong with one foot, obviously wanting to stand up.

Although everyone feels uneasy, but Li Busheng showed too much strength. Liang Zhongkong is already a master of Ming Jin, and he was defeated by the opponent. Then the opponent's strength is at least half a step, and it is also one of the best in Jinzhou. The master of it.

It's no wonder he, without this strength, how dare he pick something at the anniversary of the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Hall.

As the master, Chen Longhu is also one of the representatives of the Jinzhou martial arts circle. He couldn't just ignore him and walked out slowly. "Since Master Li wants to ask us about Lan Guo's skills, let’s let Master Li and I come. once?"

"master."

"Dad." Chen Min grabbed Ye Ziqin's arm, with a worried look on her pretty face.

Ye Ziqin patted the back of her hand and comforted: "Amin, uncle's martial arts is very powerful, there should be nothing wrong with it!"

"But my dad left a hidden wound 20 years ago. I'm afraid..." Chen Min gritted his silver teeth and couldn't help sighing. At this time, Chen Longhu has no way out. If he doesn't stand up, Jin The future martial arts schools in the city will lose face.

Li Busheng carried behind his back with one hand, and laughed: "I have long heard of Master Chen’s dragon chanting golden bell, tiger roaring iron cloth shirt, so skilled, and even not afraid of swords and guns. If you can learn today, it’s mine. Blessed."

"Li Guan's master is also very good at climbing mountains. He is very powerful. It is rumored that he can step on the boulder and kick off the thick willow with one foot to the extreme. Let me give someone Chen a long experience today."

Li Hu squeezed his fist and said: "Damn, this guy didn't come to eat, obviously he was here to pick things up, and he came to our Lan Country to show off his power and anger, and I was so angry."

Zhang Kai hummed: "It's better to let Master Chen Guan kill him."

Liu Xuan said: "The master Chen Guan slapped the handprint on the bluestone with a slap. He must be a martial arts expert and won't lose."

Zhuo Bufan looked at and shook his head. He randomly swept the true essence of the two of them, and he already knew the victory or defeat. Li Busheng's true essence energy was one more layer than Chen Longhu's, and Chen Longhu had a dark illness. The wind will definitely fall under the battle.

The two had already fought, Chen Longhu practiced defensive exercises, known as invulnerability, and Li Busheng used kung fu similar to Qian Shen Gong, using his true essence to maximize his strength. Just stepping on the middle of the beam was like a mountain. Falling generally, there is a tendency to destroy the dry and decay.

Nowadays, people raised their hearts to their throats and stared at the battle in the field nervously.

An invisible wave centered on the two of them rolled out, directly overturning several tables, and the dishes, drinks, and paper towels on them rolled to the ground one after another.

"Boom!" Li Busheng seized the opportunity and swept across to Chen Longhu's waist. Chen Longhu stood firm as a rock, but his expression suddenly changed.

If you continue to fight like this, you will lose sooner or later. After the two of them had 36 strokes, Chen Longhu was kicked three times, and he was kicked in the same place in a row. The whole person staggered, and a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chen Min stood up nervously, squeezing her powder fist, "It's too despicable. My father had a dark illness on his waist in his early years. He actually kept attacking his father's weakness."