As soon as Ouyang Ke's hand was revealed, everyone in the martial arts school was shocked. All the soldiers present were Jianjia. As long as they were not too heartless, they had a scale in their hearts. The fourth senior brother had to be at least 190 pounds just by looking at his body shape. It was not rare to say that 200 pounds were not rare. He was thrown by Ouyang Ke like a little chicken and sat on the wall. How much strength would he have to do with his hands?

And the most important thing is not to throw it up, but to throw it just right. The wall is wide and narrow, with a slightly larger or smaller force, and the person falls directly to the ground. But now the fourth senior brother with a tiger back and a bear waist is sitting steadily on the wall. Although his face is very shocked, there is indeed no danger of falling down. This skill is extremely refined, and his grasp of the force has reached a very profound level. There are many people who have studied this method carefully, so they can naturally see the depth.

The fourth senior brother was completely stupid. He had no idea how he came up. He felt that he was still shouting under the care of Mother Earth. In a blink of an eye, he was abandoned in the air by his mother and finally sat on the wall. Looking at Ouyang Ke's slightly mocking face, he finally understood why he appeared in this place. His bearded national face changed from black to purple, and he smiled and said with a wry smile: "This brother is indeed a good martial arts. We have absolutely no objection, but brother, look, we are all alliances now. Can we put me down first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Kang had already climbed over the wall with somersaults and pulled the fourth senior brother down. I once specifically told them not to show the kind of light skills that are so high that people are relaxed and happy. If you want to go up, you will use somersaults instead. It seems that Yang Kang has understood it very well.

We were six of us, the old man Ouyang Feng was holding semiconductors, and he was babbling and learning to sing Peking Opera. The royal sister Dongfang Bubai was still wearing that ancient costume. She looked like a psychopath in this temperature of more than 30 degrees. While I was shaking the big palm fan and standing there without roots under my feet, basically not like a martial artist.

But this is enough, because Yang Kang and Ouyang Ke showed great skills. Although Guo Jing did not take action, he had practiced external martial arts at first sight and his martial arts skills should be good. No one dared to underestimate him. With these three masters in the formation, our group immediately became the focus of the field.

The other party seemed to know that Jin Dasheng had invited someone, and there was nothing to avoid in this circle. A big man in a camouflage uniform stood up and pointed forward with a domineering look: "Master Jin Hall, everyone is here. Can you start the competition now?"

He is very confident. Even after seeing the skills of us, his confidence has not weakened. I guess his confidence comes from the legendary Taoist priest invited from Wudang Mountain. Although this Taoist priest has not appeared so far, this does not affect his arrogant attitude. After all, this sect is too famous, especially in this era, the monks and old Taoists are close to myths and legends. Being able to invite one is indeed of great effect on establishing self-confidence.

But Jin Dasheng was beaten by Ouyang Ke and had greater confidence in us. He sneered and didn't even raise his butt. He waved his hand and said, "All people are here, of course you can play. The other places in the final circle have been dropped. We are still dragging it here. Today, we just happened to have a break from your restaurant! In addition, is your master's asthma better? If you haven't recovered yet, it's best not to tell him the news that he lost the game later. If you save any attention, you will go there. Then I, Lao Jin, can't afford it!"

The camouflage uniform said without showing any weakness: "My master's affairs doesn't need to worry about the master. You should think about how many students you will receive next year if you lose later. I think your family has a large family and a large population. If you really can't afford to support it, you can sell the martial arts hall to our Qinghu Hall and spend your whole life with your family!"

The two of them were fighting in front of their heads, and there was also a commotion in the team. As guests invited to help the boxing, we naturally had no reason to take the first move. Jin Dasheng discussed and sent a bald boy who was beaten together last time. Although this boy was kicked over by Yang Kang, he was the one who had been there for the longest time. He was also a bit of skill, especially the thick skin and very resistant to hitting. The first one was sent to explore the way and weighing the opponent's weight.

The bald boy was obviously a fool, and he had no idea about his fate as cannon fodder. He was excited to smile at Jin Dasheng and said, "Master, I'm here to go, and I will definitely not embarrass you!"

Jin Dasheng was very pleased, nodded and waved his hand to let him get on. The bald boy walked to the front of the stage a few steps, looked at his opponent, a big red weird hairstyle, Shamatt curled his lips disdainfully, and set off his posture to prepare for attack.

Guo Jing was surprised to see Shamatt and came to me and whispered: "Brother, I am a descendant of Guo Sheng, a hero from Liangshan, Sai Rengui, Guo Sheng. Do you think this brother is the red-haired ghost Liu Tang?"

"Yes, probably not..." I didn't have the nerve to explain to him what Shamatt meant. I looked forward with bright eyes and said seriously: "Don't be distracted when watching the competition!"

Xiao Guo is a good boy. He went to the competition honestly, but the two sides of the competition were really disrespectful. They both gestded there for a long time, you were white crane hanging your wings, and I was heartbroken. In the end, I even used the posture of Tai Chi, but I just didn't take action. Today, it was quite hot, and a group of people were restless under the sun. These two people didn't say anything to do it quickly. Recently, Jin Dasheng couldn't help it and shouted: "Ertu, what are you waiting for? Come on!"

The bald boy was a little tired of gesture, and finally pounced on him with a strange scream. The opposite Smat was obviously not able to react. When he saw the bald evil man in front of him was fierce, he subconsciously took a step back, probably planning to dodge first and then deal with it calmly.

From the perspective of fighting, this is definitely correct. From the perspective of street fighting, there is no problem. It is obviously undesirable to fight against the enemy when facing his own disadvantages. But the problem is that after this step back, he will never find a chance to counterattack.

The bald boy's martial arts are obviously the same as Jin Dasheng. Both of them are martial arts that are purely tough and fierce. Although they are obviously not as steady as Jin Dasheng, they also have a kind of courage like a mad dog.

That's right, it's a mad dog. This guy didn't know what to eat to grow up. While attacking with his fists and feet, he also made a whispering sound of dogs barking in his mouth. A trace of brightness gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. My eyes were pretty good, and I immediately realized that it was a drool...

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