"I guess the purpose of my visit has been told to you just now. Murong Xiaotian, for the second reason of my reputation in Zhenwu Sect, how about it? Should I change the name of your martial arts school, or would I teach you the younger generations a lesson so that you can know the world is high."

While saying that, he stroked his beard proudly.

He Zhenyu laughed in a bad mood, thinking that the old man had a big tone, but he was not afraid. As a martial arts enthusiast, a gangster who had met with Knife, he was also very experienced in fighting.

No matter how high your martial arts are, once you get better and worse, it will not work after all. The so-called random punch to kill the master is what is said to be like.

The old man in front of him may have some skills, but it is absolutely impossible to be very strong if he fights.

At least He Zhenyu thinks so. As for losing money, he doesn't have to afford it, but he just feels that there is no need to cause trouble.

"Old man, it's not that I look down on you. Although your body looks quite strong, your fists and feet are blind. It's hard to deal with me if you really break it. So, you can still fight wherever you come from."

The old man shook his head, "It's okay, I have said before that you have to sign a life-and-death case to compete, but don't worry, I have a sense of my own when I take action and will not really kill your subordinates."

Then He Zhenyu said intently, he is really a big tone. He is not a person who is afraid of trouble. He said intently that this is what you said. He turned around and waved to Liu Zhenlong, "Call those coaches for me, let's compete today. Damn, I don't believe it anymore."

After a short period of time, the three masters in the Zhenwu Association were called up. These three people had different backgrounds. Liu Zhenlong was a master of national martial arts. He practiced Baguazhang and had a capable body. He easily won three or five ordinary people. Among all the masters of national martial arts that He Zhenyu knew, he was one of the few people who could really beat real kung fu.

Lei Xiao is a master of free fighting. He is 1.9 meters tall and weighs 21. He feels very oppressive when he stands there. He can hit more than 300 pounds with one punch. He once won the runner-up of the Sanda.

As for the last Geng Zhuang, he dug out from the underground boxing match of black boxing. There is no routine, but he is the most cruel and desperate person in the fight. He Zhenyu's number one thug and personal bodyguard.

In addition to these three, there were also many students, but there were also many students in the Zhenwu Association. Some were security personnel sent by Zhenxing Security Company to train, and some were ordinary students who spent money to learn fighting skills. I heard that someone came to the gym and they all ran to watch the fun.

"It's that old man who came to play in the restaurant? He looks really like a senior expert."

"Take it down. You still believe in this these days. What kind of martial arts masters are all lies. I will watch it and I will have to be beaten up after a while."

"Don't break it, if it breaks it, you can't afford it."

The onlookers below were talking, but the two sides of the competition here were very serious.

"Old sir, what is this competition? Fist or equipment?"

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, "Just choose for you."

Then He Zhenyu looked back at the men. Liu Zhenlong and Lei Xiao didn't want to get in, but Geng Zhuang was eager to try it out.

He Zhenyu was somewhat decent, and thought it would be difficult to deal with a life-and-death situation, and life-and-death situations may not be effective.

"Lei Xiao, don't be too hindered, as long as you can't kill me."

However, Lei Xiao had a bitter face and asked him to compete with an old man. This really hurts him and says it so badly.

However, he used people's money to eliminate disasters. Since he was the coach in the martial arts hall, he had to play. He never thought he would lose, so he went directly to the ring. To be safe, he even wore boxing gloves.

The old man also got on the ring and stood with his hands behind his back.

The two signed a disclaimer first. Although it may not work, if something happens, it will always be of some use.

Then the referee said, "The rule is very simple. You are not allowed to hit the ground or give in until you fall to the ground or give in. You are not allowed to hit the vagina or insert the eyes."

"Please!" The old man put one hand behind his back and hooked his hand at Lei Xiao with the other hand.

Lei Xiao stepped forward slowly and tentatively punched him out. The punch did not exert all its strength, and only four or five points of force was made.

But he didn't know that the other party did not dodge or dodge. Lei Xiao wanted to stop but it was too late. He punched the old man in the chest. He suddenly screamed in his heart. Don't break it now. When he looked up, he found that the old man looked at him with disdain.

"Young man, is it so embarrassing to go on stage to compete with me with just such a little strength? It's really ridiculous."

A boo sounded right away from the audience.

"Coach, give me some strength."

"Coach, what are you doing? The owner said that if you break it, he will be the one who will be defeated."

Lei Xiao was suddenly surprised and a little anxious, thinking that the punch I just made you good, but it seems that the old man's body is really strong. When he hit the punch, he felt like he was hitting a stone slab. He hurriedly punched him again. This time he added a little force, and a punch with a full seven-point strength was still not dodged and was hit in the chest by a punch.

Hey, still didn't move.

"Lei Xiao, have you not had dinner in the morning? You can't even beat an old man?"

When Lei Xiao heard He Zhenyu's scolding and the laughter of others, he was also anxious.

He gathered his strength and punched him again. This time he did not hold back, and he had a full 90% strength. However, the other party still had no intention of dodging. With a bang, the punch was blocked again. The old man did not move at all, but Lei Xiao's fist hurt, and fortunately he wore a boxing glove.

Lei Xiao was shocked, how is this possible? What is the structure of the old man's body? Even a strong man would be knocked out by a punch. He once knocked a gangster out of such a punch, but the old man had no response. This is unscientific.

Chu Ge was actually not very comfortable. Although the fifth-level hard qigong has 10 points of physical damage resistance, ordinary fists and feet probably cannot hurt him, but Lei Xiao is a professional master. The power of a punch is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Although this punch was blocked by the protective energy, the impact still made his chest feel stuffy and painful.

These days, in addition to practicing, he has also done a lot of research on the usage of internal energy. The passive effect of this hard qigong is to produce a layer of protective energy. As long as this layer of effect is turned on, he can be immune to a certain degree of physical damage.

10 points of physical damage reduction sounds not much, but you should know that an ordinary person only has about 100 points of health. Think about a person being killed by ten strokes, so the power of each of these ten strokes is almost 10 points.

It was a bit surprising to Lei Xiao's ability to break the defense. It seemed that he could not be completely immune to unarmed damage before practicing hard qigong to the full level.

Chu Ge thought in his heart, but his face remained calm, but instead showed a disappointed expression, "Oh, what are these younger generations now practicing? The fist is soft and powerless. Okay, I have seen your boxing skills, so you can see my boxing skills too."

After saying that, he punched him head-on. Lei Xiaogang punched him with a full force and was completely attached to the old man. He could not dodge at all. He was immediately hit by a punch in the chest. Lei Xiao felt a shock in his chest. The old man looked at Lao Mai, but his fist strength was not weak at all, and it was surprisingly hard. He was extremely painful when he was hit. In fact, the protective energy of the hard Qigong exercised its effect. When attacking, it was like wearing an invisible and intangible steel fist glove on his fist.
Chapter completed!