The old man led Liu Qingshan, and the two of them found a place with few people, started standing in a stance, and then fought each other.

Liu Qingshan is no match for his uncle now. After all, he has been practicing martial arts for less than two years. Although he is relatively diligent, some things need time to slowly settle down.

But Lao Maoer, the uncle, didn't look like a uncle at all. He showed no mercy and threw Liu Qingshan several times, and he was almost bruised and swollen.

"Xiao Shanzi, you can't do this. The oil shuttle is white and short-lived."

The harm of the old hat has also risen from ** to the spiritual level.

There was also a middle-aged man next to him who kept saying sarcastic words:

"It's the age, you still practice this kind of stupid and stupid move. Come and practice Qigong with me. Ours is called Innate Wuji Gong."

"I can hit the person opposite the pillar with one palm, and I can directly hit the person across the pillar through this big pillar."

The old hat couldn't bear to listen anymore, so he started rolling up his arms and sleeves:

"Come on, let's gesture, my stupid move will help you with your innate Wuji Kung Fu today!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I practice Qigong to strengthen my body and cure diseases and save people. How can I fight with a rough person like you?"

Seeing that the blue veins on Uncle Master’s forehead were leaping, Liu Qingshan hurriedly pulled him away, muttering: "Uncle Master, we are no match for others. Once they make a move, they can turn satellites into space. We don't have the ability to do this."

As we were walking, we saw a group of people in front of us suddenly stirring and shouting: "Master is here, Master Hu is here!"

I saw an old man in his sixties, wearing a yellow and white silk trousers and jacket, walking around.

He has silver hair and a rosy color, and he really has a bit of fairy-like charm.

"Bah, the bullshit master, I used to be a primary apprentice who was playing sports on the overpass outside the park."

The old master uncle spat, obviously knowing the true nature of Master Hu.

The middle-aged man who had practiced the innate Wuji skill before happened to run past Lao Huer and stopped suddenly, obviously hearing Lao Huer's words.

"What do you think? Believe it or not, I will fight with you master!"

Lao Hu's character is far worse than that of the mute grandfather. He acts casually, gets angry when he wants to get angry, and fights when he wants to get angry.

The middle-aged man ran a few more steps, ran to Master Hu, called him Master, and then whispered something, pointing at the old hat from time to time.

"Uncle Master, this group of people are all obsessed with it, let's not pay attention to them." Liu Qingshan was a little scared.

It’s not because of anything else. He was mainly afraid that the old master uncle would take action. What if he really beat that master to death?

But at this moment, Master Hu surrounded by disciples.

Master Hu gently twisted the goatee with his hand and glanced at the old hat:

"You said rightly, when I first left the master, I did experience the experience of Tianqiaoer, but that is to experience the worldly affairs, enter the world to practice, and see all the worldly states, and achieve the supreme magical power."

Liu Qingshan expressed his conscience after hearing this: It’s amazing, your usual speech is so profound!

"Hu Xiaoer, you said that these stupid people are useless and have the courage to see the truth. We can pretend to be good at it, fool these ignorant people and cheat people of money. I will beat you up every time when I see you!"

The old hat moved his body and immediately made a gamble sound.

Master Hu smiled and shook his head, but the "ignorant masses" beside him were annoyed first, and they shouted, asking Master Hu to take action and teach this rough man some lesson.

Uncle Hu raised a palm, and the surroundings were immediately silent. Master Hu said proudly:

"I didn't want to fight you for unnecessary reasons. The purpose of practicing qigong is to strengthen the body, cure diseases and save people, not to fight bravely."

"But you dare to slander me, so you don't need to bear it anymore. Today I will definitely ask you to see my power."

The old hat was just asking for something, and yelled "Okay" in his mouth, and then held his big fist and rushed forward.

"etc!"

Master Hu shouted loudly: "Your flirting and embroidered legs are like a native chicken and a tiled dog in my eyes. I just need a gentle finger to break through the innate Wuji Gong and penetrate your hands and feet."

Liu Qingshan blinked: It turned out to be the successor of the Duan clan of Dali. Isn’t this the Yiyang Finger?

At this time, a strange scream rang out next to him: "Oh, the cake seller, are you talking about bullet shooting?"

Liu Qingshan turned around and saw that it was a young foreigner with a big nose, with a camera around his neck, and was gestured to Master Hu with a pistol in surprise.

At this stage, there were many foreigners traveling to China. After opening the country's door, many foreigners were curious about this ancient and magical country.

For example, some tourists from the island countries and the United States took many photos of the time.

Seeing that even international friends came to support him, Master Hu was even more proud:

"However, our generation has the virtue of practicing qigong and will never hurt innocent people. Today, we will show our hands to open your eyes so that we will not slander me everywhere."

The old hat snorted: "Would you like to shout again? Those with rich support the money, and those without money support the personal support?"

"I won't have a quarrel with you."

Master Hu still has a master's style and ordered a disciple next to him: "Go and find a few pebbles."

Soon, there was a strong man next to him who ran to the flower bed not far away and brought back a few pebbles.

Master Hu first threw a pebble the size of a palm to the old hat: "Come on, see if you can split the stone in half with your bare hands?"

The middle of this pebbles was more than an inch thick. The old hat thought it was a little unsure, but he was quite straightforward, so he decided to give it a try.

With his big eyes touched the road, he came to the curb on the auxiliary road and pressed the pebbles on the stone, revealing half of them.

"Wait a minute, can I try it first?" The big-nosed foreigner ran up happily.

He clenched his fists, waved them a few times in the air, and then thumped them on the pebbles.

The pebbles were still moving, but the big nose foreigner jumped up with a whistle, covering his fist with the other hand, jumping straight on the ground.

A burst of laughter rang around. This foreigner was overestimating his abilities.

After jumping around for a long time, the foreigner recovered, then took off his camera and signaled the old hat to continue. It seemed that he was preparing to take a photo.

The old hat took a deep breath, his muscles bulged on his arms, and he shouted loudly: "Open!"

A palm fell heavily and cut it on the pebbles.

The pebbles were still intact, and there was also a burst of laughter around them, and the sound was louder than the foreigner just now.

"open!"

The old hat roared again, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, suppressing the laughter.

Another palm fell heavily, and the front end of the pebbles hit the stone on the ground, forming a hollow arch, and the edge of the old hat's palm fell in the middle of the pebbles.

With a click, the pebbles finally broke into two pieces.

Crack, the big nose foreigner slapped her slap her hard next to her, and kept shouting: "Kungfu! Chinese-kungfu!"

The old hat also straightened his waist, endured the severe pain in his palm, and clasped his fists around:

"I was a little pleased just now, but Hu Xiaoer, if you can do this, I will be willing to give in."

What he said was to be clever is to put the pebbles at both ends and hang in the middle, which makes it easier to be subjected to stress.

Master Hu smiled when he twisted his beard and raised his hand. Someone immediately handed over a pebble, the size of a palm.

Master Hu held the pebbles in one hand, then gently raised his index finger, shook it around, and then slashed it on the pebbles.

The crowd around was in a big uproar: I want to split the stone with one finger!

There was only a crisp sound that pointed the falling rocks, and the pebbles were split in half.

"Oh, incredible, incredible, damn, how did I forget to take the photo just now!" The big-nosed foreigner hugged his head with both hands, extremely annoyed.

If you take this picture, it will definitely be extremely shocking.

Master Hu smiled slightly and pointed at the old hat: "Are you convinced?"

The old hat was gawking for a long time, but finally he could only snort from his nose: "You are so awesome!"

One struggled to chop the stone with one palm, and his palm almost broke the bone; the other one with a light finger broke the stone, of course, it was a verdict of the highest level.

Ao!

There was a lot of cheers around, and it was obviously all believers of Master Hu.

But amid the cheers, Master Hu suddenly shouted: "What are you doing!"

Liu Qingshan had already rushed to Master Hu, grabbed his wrist and snatched the half of the pebbles in the other party's hand.

He had a faint smile on his lips: "Master, I want to perform, too."

After saying that, he said to the foreigner in English again: "Friend, this time, don't forget to take pictures."

Then, under everyone's eyes, Liu Qingshan held the half of the pebbles with one hand and held them hard.

With a slight creaking, the pebbles were clenched into pieces by him, and there were still many fragments falling down.

"Oh, my God, it's so awesome!"

The big nose foreigner exclaimed in his mouth and pressed the shutter repeatedly in his hands.

It turns out that there are green mountains and towers outside the mountain, and there are even more powerful players.

Liu Qingshan showed this skill, which was obviously much higher than Master Hu.

With a bang, the old hat's slap fell heavily on Liu Qingshan's shoulder: "Mr. Nephew, it turns out that you have been giving in to me!"

After slapping the slap, I felt a stinging pain in my palm. I couldn't help but yelling at the mouth again. The pain of hitting the stone just now hasn't passed.

However, Master Hu was still calm and composed: "Young people know how to attract attention. My finger hit the pebbles just now, which completely changed the molecular structure inside the stone, making it like walnut crisps. It would be unreasonable for you to take advantage of your mistakes."

When the believers around him heard this, they suddenly became excited again and then accused Liu Qingshan.

Damn, there is also this kind of operation.

Liu Qingshan was also convinced. He really convinced the mouths of these masters, and even black can be said to be white.

But since you have made a name for yourself, Liu Qingshan will certainly not give up halfway: "Master, I am convinced. Your old qigong is really amazing. You can turn stones into glutinous rice. If you have this ability, our country will no longer have to worry about famine in the future."

While saying that, he pinched up a piece of gravel on his hands and threw it into his mouth, creaking and chewing.
Chapter completed!