Looking at the little loli's back, Tang Long murmured: "It's so cute. It would be great if I could have one with the boss. No, it should be a nest."

Ye Wenrou raised her eyebrows and said, "Tang Long, what are you muttering? What are you giving birth to one, and you giving birth to a nest."

"What else can it be? Of course it's a turtle nose."

Tang Long rolled his eyes, looked down at Ye Wenrou's *, and said astonished: "You have a big butt and can give birth to a big fat son!"

Bang.

Ye Wenrou stepped on Tang Long's instep and said angrily: "Tang Long, you dare to tease me, you... wait for me, I'll call Bingyao now."

Tang Long grinned and said, "Don't be beautiful Ye, I... I just enjoyed my mouth!"

Chu Kuangren on the ring was crazy. Seeing that ten minutes had passed, how could he not be in a hurry?

Chu Kuangren looked down at Tang Long under the ring and said with a provocative look: "Tang Long, you can't get out and die. I must avenge my son!"

Tag.

Tang Long spitted out the smoke ring and said, "What's the hurry? Let me smoke a cigarette first."

Smoking your sister's cigarette, something must have happened to this turtle guy.

Ten minutes, only ten minutes!

After ten minutes, Tang Long's internal energy will slowly recover.

At this time, Xia Qingsong turned his wheelchair and introduced with a smile: "Come to Tang Long, I will introduce you to a few martial arts masters."

After extinguishing the smoke, Tang Long walked towards Xia Qingsong.

Xia Qingsong pointed to the old man behind him and smiled and introduced: "Bagua Zhang Dong Xian."

Tang Long hurriedly greeted: "Hello, Mr. Dong."

"Haha, I'm welcome to you, Xiaoyou Tang. I have to thank you for your life-saving kindness." Dong Xian stroked his beard and smiled.

Tang Long smiled and said, "It's just a matter of raising hands, Mr. Dong is polite."

Xia Qingsong also introduced: "Zhang Zongqing, the Eight-Step Mantis Fist. His Mantis Fist combines the Seven-Star Mantis Fist with Shaolin Mantis Fist. It has extremely strong lethality, as quiet as a zither, as cunning as a rabbit. The fist is extremely strong and can easily penetrate a one-centimeter-thick steel plate."

Compared to Ma Kuiwu, Zhang Zongqing seemed to be much kind-hearted, as if he was not talking, but just nodded at Tang Long.

Xia Qingsong next introduced Ma Kuiwu, but his tone was obviously perfunctory, which made Ma Kuiwu a little angry.

Time passed by, and Tang Long was still communicating his experiences with the so-called martial arts masters, which made Chu Kuangren very anxious.

"Tang Long, you coward, are you afraid? If you are afraid, hurry up and knelt down and beg for mercy. Maybe I can spare you!" Chu Kuangren on the ring looked anxious and stared at Tang Long fiercely.

Wu Changkong, who was standing aside, rubbed his face and said, "Tang Long, are you afraid, are you? Cowards, cowards!"

"Haha, I'm afraid, why don't we have a duel?"

Tang Long laughed at himself and said jokingly.

Wu Changkong said angrily: "You...!"

Duel with Tang Long?!

What a joke, Wu Changkong couldn't even catch his punch.

As Wu Changkong's master, Ma Kuiwu couldn't stand it anymore.

But due to Xia Qingsong's face, he had to endure it.

No matter what, Ma Kuiwu is also a master of martial arts. If he explicitly attacks a junior, he would lose his master's style.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Tang Long turned around and jumped onto the ring.

call.

Seeing Tang Long on the ring, Chu Kuangren breathed a sigh of relief.

After a pause, Chu Kuangren clasped his fists and said, "Old Ma, I wonder if you can be our referee?"

"Haha, of course there is no problem."

As he said that, Ma Kuiwu jumped lightly and jumped onto the ring more than one meter high.

Tag.

Tang Long smoked and said, "Chu Kuangren, a referee can't change anything at all, your ending is already destined."

Damn, this Tang Long dared to be so arrogant. He looked down on me, Chu Kuangren.

Humph, Tang Long, you are dead this time!

While Tang Long was not paying attention, Chu Kuangren secretly put on his finger sword.

The finger sword is also a type of hidden weapon. It is specially designed to be worn on the fingertips. It is extremely sharp and small short sword. Chu Kuangren also applied poison to the finger sword.

As long as you are hit, the poison will seep into the other party's blood, causing the other party's body to be paralyzed and gradually lose consciousness.

Ma Kuiwu said with his hands behind his back: "Tang Long, no smoking is allowed on the ring."

Tang Long said lightly: "You are a slap in your hair. What qualifications do you have to care about me? Take chicken feathers as a command arrow."

"What did you say?!"

Ma Kuiwu was furious and said in a deep voice: "Tang Long, apologize to me immediately, otherwise I don't blame me for bullying the young."

Tang Long waved impatiently and said, "It's so much nonsense, so let's just stay there."

As a master of martial arts, Ma Kuiwu is also a well-known figure.

There are so many martial arts masters watching below. If they are ridiculed by a junior, then what else does Ma Kuiwu have to do with him outside?

Just as Ma Kuiwu was about to take action, Chu Kuangren stepped forward and said, "Old Ma, please step aside first and let me teach this arrogant boy a good lesson."

Ma Kuiwu responded and then stepped aside.

"Tang Long, take a good breath of this fresh air, because in a minute, you will die." Chu Kuangren's hands turned into claws, and his sharp finger sword emitted a dazzling light.

"Despicable, it turned out to be a finger sword!"

"Shameless, it's so shameless. How can you use hidden weapons in duels?"

Wang Shuai and others shouted together.

Finger sword?!

To be honest, Ma Kuiwu was also a little disdainful of Chu Kuiren's behavior.

Fortunately, someone with a certain status actually used hidden weapons. Isn’t that shameless?

However, Ma Kuiwu did not point it out, but shouted: "Start."

brush.

As soon as Ma Kuiwu finished speaking, Chu Kuangren rushed forward with his claws and his sharp fingers slashed at Tang Long's chest.

Tang Long narrowed his eyes and pointed at Chu Kuangren's wrist.

"ah!"

Chu Kuangren screamed and hurriedly retreated.

"The Viagra Finger?!"

"What a fierce finger force? It's not inferior to Master Zhang Zongqing's Eight-Step Mantis Fist!"

"Yes, just a slight click, Chu Kuangren's tendons were broken by internal force."

The spectator below was completely stunned and looked at Tang Long on the ring stupidly.

Xiahou Xing, who was watching the game under the ring, also gasped. Unexpectedly, Tang Long was really a martial arts genius, and he could actually practice the powerful Vajra finger to this level.

Chu Kuangren's face changed drastically and he exclaimed: "You...how could you be fine at all?"

Discool!

Tang Long obviously drank the mineral water mixed with deflated air, but why did he have nothing to do?

Tang Long sneered: "You are talking about that bottle of mineral water, right?"

"You...how do you know?" Chu Kuangren said in shock.

Tang Long jokingly said, "Chu Kuangren, have you forgotten? Your grandfather, I am a Chinese medicine doctor. How could there be something wrong with not being able to drink that water?"

Chu Kuangren said coldly: "Since you know, why do you still have to drink?"

Tang Long's face turned cold and he looked at Chu Kuangren coldly and said, "Because I, Tang Long, have never taken you Chu Kuangren seriously!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Tang Long, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"
Chapter completed!