Wandering Dragon and Phoenixes in City/C25 Do You Really Think This Is Ancient Martial Arts
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C25 Do You Really Think This Is Ancient Martial Arts

Bang

As the fists and feet fiercely collided, both sides' forces violently surged like a typhoon. The leaves on the ground danced in the air, creating muffled sounds as if the ground was infected and trembling, giving off the illusion that two bulls were colliding with each other.

Zheng Shuangni and the other two retreated a few steps, afraid that they would arrive here in a flash.

If such a valiant fist were to accidentally grind against him, wouldn't it turn into a goo?

Wang Xiaolong, on the other hand, was not affected at all. He was like a keen spectator watching a boxing match, nodding from time to time.

The young monk was very angry, he suddenly stepped forward, blocking Wang Xiaolong's sight and said very seriously: "Benefactor, if you don't leave now, I won't be polite anymore!"

"Hey hey hey, don't stop me from watching the fight. Speaking of which, who do you think will win?"

"Of course it's Martial Uncle Hui Guang …" Sigh, why would I tell you so much? " The monk said in a natural manner. Reacting to his anger, he reached out his hand to lock onto Wang Xiaolong's wrist and forcefully captured him.

Wang Xiaolong dodged to the side, then shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. I think your Uncle Hui will lose."

Just as he finished speaking, there was another bang, followed by another muffled groan.

When the young monk heard this familiar voice, he couldn't help but be shocked. He hastily turned his head and saw that his Martial Uncle Hui Guang was already lying on the ground, clutching his chest and glaring at him.

The skinny man looked at the old monk and walked towards him.

"Halt!" The young monk rushed forward without any hesitation, wanting to hit this person in the back.

The man frowned, not wanting to avoid the attack.

"Ouch!"

The young monk felt as if his fist had hit a steel wall. He was in so much pain that tears almost rolled down his face.

Looking at the back of his hand, it was swollen and red.

"Amitabha, what are you trying to do, benefactor?" The old monk said with a long sigh.

"I already said that I want to challenge you." The man pointed at the old monk's nose and his face revealed a look of excitement.

That middle-aged monk was simply not a match for him, so there was no point in fighting him.

Only an expert like the old monk could gain more experience in battle and perhaps obtain more results.

"This old monk is already old, and my body is weak. I've long since given up on fighting, so why do you have to be so aggressive?" The old monk looked miserable as he put his palms together.

Hearing this, the man laughed and said, "You old monk, why should I? I have no confidence in winning against you. Even if I were to be beaten to death by you, I have no complaints. You don't need to put on an act!"

"In short, this old monk does not have the will to make a move. If you want to make a move, then I'll just beat you to death." The old monk closed his eyes.

"Hmph, to put on airs, I don't believe that you won't act!" The man sneered again. With an evil aura floating above his face, he reached out to grab the old monk.

"Is this person crazy?" Han Chuyu, who was hiding behind Wang Xiaolong, couldn't help but whisper.

Even if it's a kung fu competition, I'll let you have it if you want. How could he force his opponent to make a move?

She couldn't help but take out her phone, intending to call the police.

"Hmm?" Although Han Chuyu's voice was soft, it was still heard by this person.

His movements also came to a halt as he abruptly turned his head, directly scolding …

"Scram!"

This voice was like a thunderclap, exploding abruptly. It scared Han Chuyu so much that her entire body shuddered, causing her cell phone to drop to the ground with a thud.

This person's eyes were narrowed into slits. His eyes, which were filled with killing intent, were blocked by Wang Xiaolong's body.

Otherwise, Han Chuyu would have been scared to the point of peeing her pants.

This was not at all shocking. This person's martial arts were at such a level that even if he did not make a move, just his gaze alone was enough to cause any ordinary person to panic.

A gaze filled with killing intent could frighten a person witless. What did wetting their pants matter?

Zheng Shuangni and Lu Xueyu's faces turned pale as they bore his ferocious gaze. They felt as if he would rush over and beat them to death in an instant. Cold sweat dripped down their foreheads.

"Yea, that was amazing. Did this guy go berserk?" Wang Xiaolong said in surprise.

Since Wang Xiaolong had left the mountain, he had rarely met any of his peers like this.

Today, when he came out to play, he happened to bump into one. Then, he heard the sound of a martial arts duel, so it was normal for him to come over to take a look.

In the end, Wang Xiaolong's eyes were quite sharp. He could tell that although this guy was very strong, he was still a bit weaker than Wang Xiaolong …

If the other party was as arrogant as Zhao Tianba, Wang Xiaolong promised to never take another look.

Since the guy in front of him was weaker than Wang Xiaolong, it was natural for him to mock his friend.

Wang Xiaolong had already labeled this guy as the villain who forced others to fight against a cute weak girl. Therefore, the way he looked at the other party was not concealing the provocation in his eyes.

"I say … Who do you think you are, to be qualified to tell us to scram? " Wang Xiaolong continued, "Going to someone else's temple to bully the elderly, do you believe that I won't call the police and send you to jail? Do you really think this is an ancient martial arts Lin? "

"Call the police?" This person was a little surprised that Wang Xiaolong was not afraid of him. Hearing Wang Xiaolong's words, he also asked, "Try it?"

The old monk observed Wang Xiaolong for a while and seemed to have noticed something. Then, a trace of a smile appeared on his face.

"I'll give it a try." Wang Xiaolong bent over and picked up Han Chuyu's phone. Then, he intentionally aimed the screen at the other party and dialed.

One zero.

Just as his finger was about to press the button, a strong wind caused Wang Xiaolong's hair to stand up and his face was completely exposed to the man.

This person had already walked in front of Wang Xiaolong and grabbed his neck.

Facing an ordinary person, grabbing one's neck and lifting it up to threaten him was a very not too ugly and terrifying method.

Wang Xiaolong had done this many times.

Not to mention the fact that Wang Xiaolong almost strangled her when her student's brother tried to take advantage of her during Lu Xueyu's blind date.

Unfortunately …

This guy was still treating Wang Xiaolong like an ordinary person, which meant that he was courting death!

As Han Chuyu and the other two screamed, Wang Xiaolong grabbed the man's wrist, preventing his palm from advancing any further.

"What the f * * k are you pretending for!" Wang Xiaolong took out his phone with his other hand and threw it towards Ye Zichen's face.

Han Chuyu was a thrifty person, so she only bought a thousand-yuan phone. With a fall, the screen shattered.

In any case, it would cost several hundred yuan to change the screens after going to the official sales, so he could buy a new phone with this amount of money.

Then there was nothing wrong with using it as a weapon for Wang Xiaolong to smash people.

Pow!

The moment this person's hand was locked by Wang Xiaolong, he knew that it was not good. Naturally, he channeled his energy and tried to pull his hand out forcefully.

Unfortunately, Wang Xiaolong's tiger-like mouth was like a pair of pincers. This pull of his had no effect at all.

In shock, the phone that Wang Xiaolong smashed over flew in front of him in the blink of an eye.

At the critical moment, he only had time to close his eyes before he heard a "pa" sound. The bones in his nose had all disintegrated and his face no longer looked like a face anymore.

Wang Xiaolong released him and made him retreat step by step.

"This …"

The young monk was stunned. He never thought that this guy that even his own martial uncle was not a match for was not even a single move away from Wang Xiaolong.

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